Blessings

I just started crying because I witnessed one of the most beautiful things I think I will ever witness in my life. I am watching Hamlet during its final dress and someone got injured. And suddenly all of the men in the cast circled around and offered a blessing of healing. And I thought, that's what the Gospel is for. And, if we could only have that spirit all the time reminding us of family and that life continues beyond this one, how different life would be. How much kinder, connected, and patient we would be.

I love the Gospel. I really do. What comfort it gives me, what knowledge and hope for my own life. What love it gives me for others.