"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car,
wearing beautifully tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and
with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.
I want to drive up in a stationwagon that has mud on the wheels from
taking kids to scout camp.
I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister
Schenk's lawn.
I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from
making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children.
I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping
to weed someone's garden.
I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the
tears of a friend on my shoulder.
I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
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6 comments:
very nice!
Heather
I love Sister Hinckley! She is a classic - classy woman! I hope that I can be something like her. Thanks for this wonderful quote Peggy.
I am loving your insights and experiences.
Stacy
I love Sister Hinckley! She is a classic - classy woman. I hope to some day be a fraction of the woman she is. Thanks for posting her quote.
I so enjoy reading your insights and experiences.
Stacy
Peggy, this is a beautiful...poem? Speech? It reminds me of a poem I wrote a short while ago about hands.
Did my comment not work?
I said that those were really nice quotes!
hEATHER
I came across this on a google search. I was looking for this exact quote! Thank you so much for posting it!
January
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