As I attend the temple, there are several regular temple goers I often see. One particular regular attendee has made an impression on me and I seem to see them very often when I go early in the morning.
Like many temple patrons, this faithful feathered friend comes alone. He reverently faces the temple, surely contemplating the power and knowledge inside. He knows that within the doors of this sacred house he will find the strength to stay afloat over life’s tempestuous seas of trial and turmoil.
I admire this little guy. He knows the truth of the message from Elder Richard G. Scott about how we will find strength and power in times of need at the temple (read Elder Scott’s talk here) and he knows that President Monson was right when he said,
“As we go to the holy house, as we remember the covenants we make therein, we will be able to bear every trial and overcome each temptation. The temple provides purpose for our lives. It brings peace to our souls—not the peace provided by men but the peace promised by the Son of God when He said, ‘Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.’”
I know that, like for any of us, it isn’t very easy for him to get there. I’m sure he sometimes battles an onslaught of fierce enemy winds that try to keep him from the temple. But he often comes and seems so at peace as he soaks up the Living water.