On the other side of the city from the glittering Las Vegas
lights and casinos, stands a monument to the Lord Jesus Christ and his
goodness. It’s light shines in contrast to the work of man. It is an example of how it is possible to be in the world but not of the world.
Driving toward the temple, my breath was taken away, when its
six spires first appeared at the end of a long boulevard. I was excited to enter the doors, and a
little out of breath, literally. Bill
and I thought we were arriving late, just after the last session was scheduled
to begin, at 8pm. We smiled at each
other when we discovered we had forgotten to factor in the time change. It was actually 7pm, and we had made it! Our last stop for gas was no longer a source of
contention, and I felt foolish for growing impatient.  |
| glowing eyes...I haven't figured out how to make that adjustment |
Afterward, we walked through a hotel casino to get to our hotel
room. I felt sorry for those sitting at gambling tables, trading their lives and their last dollar away. I wished I could share with them a better way
to find happiness. I wanted to give them
the riches of eternity, without spending a dime.
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