Thursday, March 22, 2012

What really matters?

“I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. 


I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.
I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children.
I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden.
I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.
I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived.” - M.P. Hinckley

Amen!  I love this.  Isn't this the stuff that really matters?  

Does really living to you mean the beautiful physical things you acquire, or the amazing life experiences you have?

3 comments:

  1. Experiences. 110%. Thanks for this post. I loved it.

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  2. Lovely post! I am returning the favor and following you back.

    Renonda@Snickety Things

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    Jill

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