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We can be Reverent

Mormons are a social lot.  Whenever we get together we talk, laugh, hug and on occasion cry together.  Yesterday I had the privilege to be a part of a moment when we truly worshiped together--reverently.  The Brigham City was dedicated and in lieu of church meetings all Utah members were invited to attend the dedication via satellite.  The chapel was full and it was quiet.  I loved listening to the music and viewing photographs of various temples worldwide before the meeting even started.  I got to attend with Taylor and Emma.  Destry and Spencer went to an earlier session.  We had to split up because we had two youngsters who were not old enough to attend yet.  As I was sitting there I realized that the other two will likely be old enough by the time the Payson and Provo Temples are dedicated.  It will be wonderful to participate with my whole family.

I was impressed with the spirit of peace and reverence that permeated the meeting and even spilled outside as everyone filed out of the building.  I was grateful to hear from prophets and other faithful leaders.  I love the temple.  I wish I could make time to go every week.  Next year all my children will be in school all day--hopefully.  Then I will go every week. 

I hope I can live a reverent life in a world that has become so irreverent.  I hope that my children will learn that "reverence (really) is more than just quietly sitting."  I hope that we will respect God, sacred places, each other and ourselves.  I hope that our reverence will be rooted in a love of all that is holy.
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