One of my favorite statues stands in front of the Seattle Temple. It captures the joy of a young family as a young child takes her first steps between the outstretched arms of the mother toward the father. This moment of "independence" is surrounded with the protecting arms and careful attention of loving parents. In addition to reminding me of a similar moment in my own life when our oldest daughter took her first steps, to me this statue also represents times when I need help standing on my own two feet.
As a spouse, parent and grandparent I am constantly wrestling with feelings of concern and worry over family members. When we entered the temple I was seeking relief from the burden and wondering how to have greater faith. I asked what I should be praying for and doing that would help bring about the needed blessings. I wonder how to have joy in the midst of real pain and concern. I am seeking for perspective and acceptance of the agency of others as well as a recognition of the blessings that come through our trials.
The walls of the temple shut out the noise of the world. Other than a few whispers from other visiting patrons the air around me was silent. The worrisome voices in my mind grew quiet and I felt peaceful relief. I let my mind enjoy the wonder of a world beyond my own and the perspective of an omniscient and omnipotent loving Father who wrapped the warmth of his spirit around me. I was grateful to let someone else reach out to steady me and carry the load.