"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.
I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.
I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children.
I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden.
I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.
I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
— Marjorie Pay Hinckley

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Life is like a Marathon

I Loved this sooooo much.
How many people would sign up for a marathon if they didn't think they could really finish it. We must have thought we could pass the test. In fact we were excited for the challenge to prove to our Heavenly Father we could Return with Honor.

watch and enjoy