Making Choices Between Good, Better and Best

I chose this for a symbol of the choices we make each day and how it effects everyone around us...Family.

"Making choices between, good, better and best."

I really agonized over choosing to attend a devotional for temple workers this last week. It was scheduled for Sunday at 5:00 and 7:00 at a stake center about a mile from the temple in American Fork.

I had late church, then dinner at Hank & Lori’s. A couple in our ward also had a farewell open house at their neighbor’s since they were moving this week. I had already attended a funeral on Saturday.

I was in guilt mode for perhaps choosing to miss the devotional while I had the thought come to my mind. It was-- to not stress over the scheduled day and the conflict I was having about it. It felt good to stay and have dinner with Hank’s family, then just go to the open house. I was also told that my cup was full already from the day before, Saturday.

It was made clear to me that I would have gotten just as much “lift” from the devotional as I would have had I not attended the funeral. There was beautiful music shared in the funeral and the talks brought tears, wrenching my heart. We laughed and cried at the service I attended to on Saturday.

Later, thought one of my friends from the temple informed me when I asked how it went, said it was just lovely. There was music on the program and the temple president spoke.
The speaker was a former Seventy and now an emeritus, President Brown.

I felt at peace at what I had to choose to do and preserve my self to have no guilt in what I chose to do, ultimately. Some days, it is a hard choice between several good things. My cup was filled by attending Heather Christensen’s funeral. It was a loving tribute to her and her family sang songs and gave her a grand farewell. The band stood on each side of the steps and down into the parking lot playing some very mellow music. No one wanted to leave the parking lot for the music, it sounded so wonderful. It was an amazing experience and I am glad I chose to go and pay my last respects to the young (thirty-three year old) woman.

10-23-09 Anna McIntire