Giving Time to Make Time

I was fortunate enough to get to attend the temple this morning. The competition for my time this weekend includes cleaning the apartment, working on art sketches and compositions, and writing a research paper. It's funny how, sometimes, you have so much going on in your days and weeks and lives in general that you can't figure out how spending a few hours "outside" the activities of the world will work.

Thanks to the stalwart examples of two fantastic parents, I've always known that going to the temple was important, if not always the why. That part I have had to find our for myself. In fact, that is half of the enjoyment I derive from temple attendance. This won't mean quite the same thing to anyone else, though I'm sure you know what I'm getting at, since our thoughts and feelings are just so personal.

I don't know how it works, but I always feel better upon setting one foot inside. All that worry and anxiety doesn't follow me in. It's often there to meet me upon exiting, but over that last hour or two I've been better equipped and prepared to deal with it.