I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenck's lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirl under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
~Marjorie Pay Hinckley

Friday, December 11, 2009

Another Christmas Card.


3 comments:

Always, Forever, NO MATTER WHAT said...

HOw cute. I love it.

Elder Larkin said...

Oh, I LOVE it! It's very cute.

Elder Larkin said...

PS. Did you ever get the pictures from your photographer?? I wanna see the professional ones when you get 'em!