Yesterday I was privileged to attend a sacred experience for one of my daughters. In our religion we have what is called a patriarchal blessing. It is an opportunity to receive blessings, guidance and comfort designed specifically for you. It is basically a special prayer that is recorded and preserved, designed to be used your entire life.
As expected, we had a wonderful experience. Our daughter was very comforted by how well her Father in Heaven knew her.
I was thinking how sacred some of our experiences are, and how they are not always meant to be shared. Because of the nature of sacred things, I think sometimes the world in general will too easily dismiss them as not of value, but in reality, it is the thing that is most sacred, and most personal, and most private that is often of most worth.
I first started this blog from a prompting that I needed to more actively acknowledge all that my Father in Heaven is doing for me. I thought I would try this little experiment for 1 month. By the end of the month I felt like I was just getting started, so I continued.
This last weekend I have been bombarded with promptings that will further direct my paths. I need to focus on other aspects, and they also will take some of my “free” time. By the end of this week I should hit 100 posts. I think that is the perfect number to rearrange my goals. I don’t want to give up looking for and finding the Lord’s hand in my life, but I think weekly instead of daily will be more appropriate. So onward to the big 100!