Earlier today I was sailing through the sea of blogs and came across a blog where people were encouraged to share their innermost secrets (anonymously) in the comment area. As I was reading the comments, my heart ached. I finally had to stop.
A while later, my hubby asked what was wrong. I guess it was showing.
I told him about the comments on the blog. I had another "a-ha" moment.
We have read in the scriptures about prophets mourning because of the choices of their brethren. I finally get what that means.
*** DISCLAIMER *** I am not perfect, nor claim to be, I am not passing judgment on anyone, just sharing my feelings.
The reason these comments affected me so adversely, is because these people say that they are LDS and they have been to the temple. The comments almost seemed (to me anyway) to brag about what they have done and now that they made an anonymous comment on a blog, they are able to just "get it off their chest" and move on.
I just sat there and cried. I know what it is like to make wrong choices and not see the error of my ways.
I also know what it feels like to make every effort possible to repent and try to make it right with the Lord. The joy that it brings is indescribable.
I don't know their circumstances. I don't know what is in their heart. I do know that they are children of a Heavenly Father who loves them, in spite of their mistakes.
I know that this is a very solemn post, but it was weighing heavily on my mind. Thanks for listening.
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