At the beginning of the year, we lost some nice things that we hadn’t even had for very long. It was a sobering reminder that things of this life can be so, well, slippery. Another description that comes to mind is the scripture describing things as being in a dream. “And all the nations that fight against Zion, and that distress her, shall be as a dream of a night vision; yea, it shall be unto them, even as unto a hungry man which dreameth, and behold he eateth but he awaketh and his soul is empty; or like unto a thirsty man which dreameth, and behold he drinketh but he awaketh and behold he is faint, and his soul hath appetite.” That image always made sense to me, because even as a child I knew what it was to dream something and have it seem so real, only to find it completely disintegrate when I woke.
A few weeks ago we had another reminder of how quickly things can be lost. We woke up one morning and discovered that the Tabernacle was burning to the ground. Just a couple of months ago I accompanied Cuddles with his class on a field trip as we enjoyed a concert by the Utah Valley Symphony with a Tabernacle full of third graders. It was a wonderful experience, and Cuddles thoroughly enjoyed himself. I was so happy to have been able to go with them. That is the last time we were there. And the last time we’ll be there. Maybe he’ll remember it. We’ll see.
It’s strange to see pictures of it today and to think about what it used to be. That one we never saw coming. Something that had seemed to always be there just slipped away. Almost in an instant.
It’s good to have reminders to keep us grounded and keep things in perspective. And it’s unfortunate that we seem to need such vivid and stark reminders.
ps: here is a great post for further thoughts on the matter