“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.”
— Majorie Pay Hinckley
He lives to wipe away my tears.
~ Dieter F. Uchtdorf (via the-kings-beloved-daughter)
STOP letting people put you on layaway so they can come back when they are ready. You only need to settle for being priority number one. You’re worth that. Don’t just give someone an all access pass to you and your heart, take your time and get to know them. You’re priceless!
He lives and loves me to the end.
Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives:
"I know that my Redeemer lives!"
Elder Uchtdorf (via onlylightihaveknown)
C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity (via p3rspective)
Henry B. Eyring (via lds-spiritual-thought)