Thursday, November 20, 2008

Josh and Charlie

This world is a world or symbolism. Josh Groban, and Charlie Card, are not just people to me. They are symbols. They are teaching tools. They are the Lords instruments.  They have done so much without doing anything. Charlie was just a perfect example of service, joy, charity, and peace. Yet, he didn't do any of those things himself. He gave other people the chance to become. He was an enabler, an instigator. I think a big part of my brother is because of their friendship. Abram's heart was able to grow because his friend.  Josh Groban, doesn't know me, he doesn't know that my sister told him she loved him at his concert. He doesn't know much honestly. Usually that is what the Lord does, ha. The Lord has got a sense of humor. He uses us and we are blind to his purposes much of the time. He will give us snippets of our purpose but will change the world because we decided to breathe. Well, today, I was listening to "Don't Give Up" by Josh Groban, and in my minds eye I could see my father sitting in a wheel chair, without his right foot, in the dimly lit arboretum of the hospital on the third floor. I could remember him explaining facets of the gospel to me. I could see him becoming tender as he listened to this song while he sat in his work parking lot with Chelsea. I was going through some rough days and just remembered my fathers' strength and example.  I remembered him saying to me, "The Lord knew I was going to take my leg.  He gave me a few good weeks at work so I could be in the hospital now. He knew this was going to happen, why didn't he just take it in the first place? This is like Lehi sending his son's back. There was something to be learned." I love my dad, so much. I just wanted to call him and hug him, and cry with gratitude. Instead I called and he gave me advice that I needed to hear. He didn't know what was happening in my life, he didn't need to. Because he loves me and he is worthy he is able to know as patriarch what to say and do. So, Josh, thank you. Charlie, thank you. Dad, I love you.

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