A few days ago Larry and I had the privilege of attending the temple with our son Hyrum and his wife Cara. When I stepped into that holy place, I felt the worry and stress of the last week fall away.
As we did saving ordinances for those people who had not had a chance on this earth to accept the gospel, I experienced a quiet peace that had been conspicuously absent over the last week. The knowledge that I was doing something for someone who could not do it for herself was both uplifiting and rewarding. And isn't that what Heavenly Father wants us all to do? To help someone else, in whatever way we can.
Certainly the temple is not the only place we can do something for another. Opportunities abound everywhere. But, there, in the temple, I understood more clearly my purpose here on earth.
So, for today, I am grateful for the healing peace of the temple.