So it's winter. And in winter you wear coats. And when you go inside you take your coats off and carry them around. At least that's what you're supposed to do. Then one fateful Wednesday I successfully managed to lose my coat in the library. I immediately realized (well, not immediately, but very soon afterward) and tried to inquire after it at the Lost and Found. I was unsuccessful in these attempts. I only relate this tale because I went back to the Lost and Found today and they had it there - someone dropped it off yesterday. I was really happy to say the least.
We all get lost at some point or another on the road of life. The important thing is not how many times or to what degree that we get lost, but that we always make it back to the path. I'm grateful for those people that help others to come back - just as I'm grateful for the person who returned my coat to Lost and Found. Without it I'd be cold and miserable. We're promised we'll be happier if we continue striving to remain on the right path. I hope everyone is making an effort at doing this. We could all benefit from being found.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
As I was reading this post, for a minute I felt like I was reading something your Dad would say. You are truly your father's daughter.
Dear Allexis,
You don't know me but I am an old friend of your wonderful mother's from her BYU days. I found my way to your blog via one of her Facebook posts and long story short, I am so very moved by what you have written, in fact I am sitting here crying because it has touched me so much. So thank you! I see so much of your mom in you. You are a beautiful testament to her and your dad's excellent parenting. Keep up the good work, life and attitude! You are very obviously a blessing to the earth!!--Susie Kabir
Post a Comment