Life sometimes means learning to put things in perspective, and appreciating your life infinitely more because you have had to face the stark possibility of living without things you were taking for granted. Sometimes something has to be taken from you before you realize exactly how much it means to you.
In Mere Christianity, I believe C.S. Lewis had it right:
Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on: you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently he starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make sense. What on earth is He up to? The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of-- throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards. You thought you were going to be made into a decent little cottage: but He is building a palace. He intends to come and live in it Himself.
My first year at Especially For Youth (an LDS summer camp for youth aged 14-18), I was checked in by a counselor that I soon discovered was the brother of my sister's fiance. Later during the week, he sang this song. Since then, this song has held special meaning for me. Especially today.
Broken, Kenneth Cope
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More to come about General Conference weekend...
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