So last night at the dinner table with Wes' family, his parents asked Dave and Becky if they would be going to the temple before they leave for med school on Wednesday. Then Wes' Dad said, "Maybe we can all go together and be sealed on Tuesday."
It was one of the sweetest moments I can recall, to look around and see Dave and Wes crying and then to see their Dad get up with tears in his eyes and pat Dave on the back. This is something Wes and I have prayed for every day since we have been married and I know Wes and Dave have been praying for this much longer than that.
But of course Satan has to have his hand in everything beautiful, because right after that wonderful announcement they told us the sealing would be around 7 that night. That's when I realized that I have a test in my Micro class. So after dinner I emailed my teacher to find out if I could take the test early. (For those of you who haven't heard my horror stories, my teacher is not very nice and does not believe in working with other people's schedules.) Wes and I prayed that my teacher's heart would be softened, but to no avail. She emailed me back saying that I can't take the test early or late and that my family should understand my commitment to school.
So here I am with a very hard decision. I can't imagine missing this blessed occasion where my husband will be sealed to his parents and brother, tying our little family with theirs for all eternity. Yet, on the other hand, if I don't take the test there is a good chance I won't pass. Wes says I can't miss the test and that I have put way too much time and effort into this class just to drop, but I know how important it is to him that we are all together as a family.
However, with all that said, I know that as I have faith something will work out. Heavenly Father has a plan and with the bitter comes the sweet and what a sweet occasion it is to be dressed in white with all of your family in the Lord's house.
14 years ago
