Third Hour Posted May 16, 2019 Report Share Posted May 16, 2019 I slept in the basement of our house when I was a kid. Unfortunately, in between my bedroom and the stairwell leading upstairs was a dark, ominous storage room. This room was home to a collection of spiderwebs, menacing noises, and unidentified creatures which I was certain were prepared to snatch up any unsuspecting children in a moment's notice. Needless to say, it was a place that filled me with intense fear. Therefore, whenever I was alone and preparing to go upstairs, I would check to see if the door was open or not. If it was (revealing a black hole of mystery I wanted no part of), I proceeded to sprint past it and up the stairs searching frantically for my mother, father, or older brother until I could ensure complete safety. Perhaps you found yourself in a similar situation as a child. Sometimes the only solace to be found was by running into a loved ones' arms and feeling their warm embrace. A gentle voice reminded you that... View the full article Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fether Posted May 18, 2019 Report Share Posted May 18, 2019 I love this. I find that any interaction my 1 year old and I have is supremely profound and teaches me about my relationship with my Heavenly Father. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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