Yesterday afternoon, Kevin and I went to the temple. We knew as we were leaving the house at 1:40 that we would not be in time for the 2:00 session, but we decided to leave then anyway so that we would be out of the house and not scrambling to get out the door for the 3:00 session after dawdling too long. So we got to the temple with at least half an hour to spare before we needed to go in even to be early. I, as is my default state right now, was feeling sleepy, so Kevin insisted I spend the 30 minutes to take a nap. He did too, and we slept right there in the parking lot in our car. When his phone alarm went off, we got up, collected ourselves, and went inside with plenty of time to spare.
Asside from a few brief moments of wandering mind, I actually stayed awake and alert the entire time while in the temple. This is a major event. I have such a hard time keeping my eyes open there. I don't know what it is, maybe just the peaceful atmosphere, but it is like a drug to me. I usually can't fight the sleepiness. Actually, although it seem like it helped (and probably it did), I know that the nap was not the hinge point of my staying awake. I give all the credit to the Hand of the Lord. I know from long experience that it doesn't matter what I do or don't do to affect my sleepiness level, ultimately whether or not I stay awake is up to a power outside of me. I don't know why that is, but that is how it is for me. And I prayed really hard (not like this was the only time I ever have done that, either) and this time the answer was yes. I got to stay awake and pay attention to the whole thing. It was marvelous.
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