Last night we watched The Testaments: Of One Fold and One Shepherd as a family. Complete with popcorn. It was the best Sunday movie night we’ve ever had.
As usual, I bawled during practically the entire movie.
I know the Savior came, taught, lived, died and was resurrected for us and I know that He will come again. I hope that when He does come I will be prepared to meet Him. I want to be like Helam in the movie (and many people I’m sure who were actually there) and live my entire life waiting, watching, and preparing for the coming of the Savior.
I can’t think of anything more wonderful than to finally see the Savior. All I can think about during that movie is how it will feel to see Him. How it will feel to be with the multitude who will fall at His feet and worship Him. I think it will be kind of like the feeling I get when I see Russ after some long military training that takes him away from me. Only times a million, because the coming of the Savior is much more significant. I know that I will cry and cry and cry and kiss His feet and hands and tell Him how happy I am that He is finally here.
Now I just need to live each day so that when He comes again I will be worthy to walk with Him.
I've seen that movie over 100 times probably (because we can actually watch it in German!) and I still cry at the very end. It is such an awesome and overwhelming thought, the Savior's Second Coming. But I like to think about it. It keeps everything in perspective. Thanks for your post. See you on Saturday (if we recover from our awful colds)
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