Life has been so different for all of us through the times we are living lately. Sometimes the darkness seems so thick, we have to try extra hard to see the light. I have been surprised at how long the skies here have been filled with smoke. I don't remember a time in my life when it has been smoky like this for so long. I feel like the pandemic and other things our world is going through right now feel a lot like this persistent smoke. I am a person who's cup is filled by being outside, enjoying the mountain views, the clouds in the sky, the everyday beauty all around us, and it has been so gloomy lately. There is rarely a day that I can see the mountains or Utah lake, when I normally enjoy them everyday and almost take them for granted.
I have found myself being excited when I can glimpse a real cloud and some blue sky against the mountains, instead of the smoke that blocks our view each day lately. I know the mountains are still there, I know there are probably beautiful clouds, but I can't see them, and it makes me sad.
I've found myself waiting to go see the temple for when I can have a pretty sky to photograph along with the temple. But I have realized, that in my waiting, I have missed a few things that have gone up on the temple. I've started to realized that there is hope and beauty that I have been missing by focusing on the smoke.
I went to the temple today and there is a steeple. A steeple. On our new temple. What a blessing! And it is beautiful.
Not only is there a steeple, but even the smoke looked beautiful with the sun shining through it.
I think it's easy, when we are going through something hard, to focus on the smoke, or the trial we are going through. There is always beauty and hope to be found, if we will just go out and look for it.
I love that our new temple is such a symbol of hope of good days to come. Someday it will be finished, and we will be able to go inside. Oh how I have missed being inside the temple. We will look back and see the light shining through the darkness, and realize that there was a different kind of beauty in the smoke we are living in right now.
It is starting to look less like a construction site, and more like a parkinglot!Curbs for the new parkinglotBeauty through the smoke.