I Remember the Feeling

Does anyone remember that amazing song that thankfully never made it to the radio? It was the last song on Chicago 17. You know, the album with Hard Habit to Break and Inspiration? A terribly under appreciated song that Chicago never played live. A song so unknown that I couldn't find it on Playlist.com to add it to my blog. If you don't know it, do yourself a favor and pull out your old cassette tape and give it a listen.

Okay, so what does that have to do with anything? It's a good dang song. Besides that.....I was thinking and when I think sometimes good things happen.

There is a scripture (happens to be my favorite) that says "...if ye have experienced a change of heart, and if ye have felt to sing the song of redeeming love, I would ask, can ye feel so now?" Alma 5:26

I will refer back to that in a minute. But for now, I will tell you a story.

I was in Chicago last weekend and it was quite a whirlwind trip. I flew out late Friday afternoon, arrived at the hotel around 11pm. Worked all day at a convention Saturday and Sunday, and then flew home late Sunday night. On my way home from the airport, I stopped at my store to drop off some stuff. Sunday night on 500 West in Bountiful is really quiet. As I left my store, I walked out into a beautiful night. It was cloudy but through the breaks in the clouds I could see the stars. I got this feeling.

The night was cool and breezy, my very favorite type of weather. I had this feeling as I stood there and looked at the sky. It was beautiful and perfect. I was walking out of my store. MY store. I love my store, it has been in my blood since I was a little kid. I love my customers and my employees and the products I sell. I had just come home from an exhausting, but really fun and productive, business trip with my best friend. My best friend is my boss at my other job. How many people can say that all in one sentence? "Fun business trip with my best friend." I can. I love promoting my products in cities all over the U.S. I love working with my best friend and laughing and having as much fun as we did as kids, only now we earn money doing it.

So, I am standing there, having this feeling.... I started thinking about my family. My children and my beautiful wife. My beautiful, perfect family. I just kept feeling this....., this feeling. I looked at my old purple Dodge Stratus, the one with two windows that don't roll down, two constant dummy lights and one dummy light that doesn't ever come on and has been the source (or at least my excuse) for 3 times running out of gas. I looked at my purple car, and I smiled. I smiled because it's paid for, but more than that, I smiled because it was a wedding gift that came with my wife. And, as I thought of my perfect jobs, my perfect family, and my so completely far-from-perfect car, and looked out over my beautiful home town and felt the gentle breeze on this amazingly still and comfortable night, I had this soft and subtle but very real feeling.

I want to remember that feeling for the rest of my life, so when my perfect family isn't quite so perfect; and when my perfect jobs aren't all that easy; and my not so perfect car runs out of gas... I can remember that feeling, and smile at how perfect my life really is.

I paraphrase "If ye have felt that feeling, can ye feel so now?"

I can feel it now, two days later and it is a beautiful feeling that I hope I never forget.