Where God Is

It’s 5:30 on Friday afternoon.

Amy and I are in a restorative yoga class

  at the Cliff Lodge at Snowbird.

We’re facing a wall of windows

  viewing the majestic mountains,

  a roaring river and an inspiring waterfall.

It’s achingly beautiful.

Our bodies are moving gently.

I feel the presence of God

  with gratitude for our abundance

  and the beauty within and without.

I think of my grandson, Isaak,

  taking out his endowments

  in the temple prior to his mission.

His session starts at 5:30.

DeRay & I don’t have temple recommends

  because they refuse to give Eddy a recommend

  to take out his endowments.

Twenty-one years now

  since first we asked

  when Brooke and Elizabeth were getting married.

There isn’t a day pass

  but what Eddy doesn’t say how much he loves the temple.

“I am worthy to go to the temple,”

  he said twenty-one years ago.

We are not bad people.

Not wicked or evil.

We are moral.

We take care of our own,

Trying not to hurt anyone;

We are hardworking and diligent.

Honest, trustworthy, independent.

We raise a garden.

We feel strongly that Eddy should be present

  for significant sacred family events –

  starting with his brother’s wedding.

We refuse to leave him out

  to be alone while family gathers.

We will stand by him;

  be with him.

  even if we have to miss blessed family events ourselves.

“That’s your choice,” the bishop said bluntly.

For no good reason.

Can God be in two places at once?

I felt His presence at Snowbird.

I’m sure Isaak felt His presence in the temple that day.

In our hearts, we know our place is with Eddy.

Isaak has lots of family and friends and potential.

Eddy has us and a very kind and forgiving heart.