"Hey Jaune! Thinking about you today as you sent off Kenzie! A friend in our ward works in the MTC and said she was radiating with sunshine as she checked in! Sounds like she is right where she needs to be!"
My throat made some funny little noise, which I have heard before but am not sure what it means, and my eyes teared up something fierce. But...they were happy, happy, happy tears. I knew she was living out a dream in that moment. It was the sweetest gift I could have received in that moment, and I will be forever grateful to Annie for it.
Later that evening, Kelly and I boarded a flight back to California. We were both emotionally spent and exhausted. I thought maybe I would be able to take a nap, but soon found I was much too keyed up for that. I didn't want to watch TV, and I was too tired to talk. I didn't know what to do with myself. Once we were airborne I pulled out my ipod and just sat there with it in my hand.
I am a music junky! It is something I can't live without. I often love to put my ipod on shuffle and just see what songs appear. There have been times when I've had a hard day and I feel like the perfect song has just popped up. I put the buds in my ears, set it to shuffle, and said a silent prayer, "You know what I need more than I do." I hit play. The music began and instantly took my breath away. I think my spirit recognized it before my mind did. I sat forward with my face against the glass so no one could see my tears. We were literally on top of the clouds, with rays of sunlight streaming through them, looking down on the peaks of snow capped mountains. It was a song my missionary loves. No words. Just beauty. 'If You Could High to Kolob.' I couldn't have planned it any better. It was an exquisitely beautiful moment between me and my Heavenly Father. I felt as if I were at God's front door, both physically and spiritually.
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| Wish I had taken a photo, but this pretty one was on the internet. |
Does Heavenly Father pick songs for our ipods to play? Probably not very often. Can he? Of course. Some would call it a coincidence; but why is coincidence easier to believe in than God? I believe He is in the details and the moments of our lives. He is my friend. Just as some of my sweet earthly friends would do all they could to orchestrate an experience like that for me if they could, I believe He did. He will do it for you, if you will let him. The closer you allow Him to be to you, the more often you will notice these moments. The more often you notice them, the more often they will happen. I love my Heavenly Father and his son, Jesus Christ. I love how perfectly they love me. They are aware of my deepest needs and desires, even when I can't find the words to ask for them.
The music and the landscape changed at the same time and the moment was gone. I have listened to that song a million times since then, and though it's not the same, it is a reminder to me of the tender mercies shown that day by a loving Father.
Advice:
Notice the tender mercies that appear along this journey. There will be many.
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