Disrepair

i went to the temple tonight.

because things just got too hard to handle.

and i will shout from the rooftops how grateful i am for this gospel

and the peace and comfort it brings me, anytime I ask for it.

as i drove down the dark road, the temple appeared behind the houses and trees.

but it got too blurry to see cause i was crying a little 

{ok. i was crying a lot}

it was so glorious.

it felt like i was drowning in darkness and doubt 

and suddenly a lighthouse, a beacon of truth appears before me.

it was sweet relief. like holding your breath under water for a very long time

and finally coming up for air.

but the temple and i had something in common tonight.

we were both in repair :)

but we'll both be better when we're done