This past week was Girl’s Camp in our Stake and while I am not currently serving in Young Women’s or have a daughter yet old enough to go, I do have a husband who was invited to Bishop’s night. I love making treats for the Youth so I made several batches of Chocolate Chip Treasure Cookies courtesy of Mel’s Kitchen Café and a couple batches of Rice Krispy Treats, also courtesy of Mel, and I bagged them up all nice and cute like and tied them up with a ribbon, and this poem I was inspired to write last week.
Then off they went with my husband to the crazy experience that is Bishop’s Night at Girls Camp. In it’s own special way, this was my way of testifying to the Young Women (and now to you) that even if we don’t fully understand it yet, we are beloved Sons and Daughters of Heavenly Parents, who love us deeply. And we are much happier when we never forget it.
Last night I had a lovely dream-
I was the daughter of a queen.
With soft and flowing locks of hair,
And a heart that always, always cared.
And when I felt her warm embrace
I knew this was my favorite place.
Arm in arm we talked awhile.
Arm in arm she made me smile.
Many things she taught me there,
Many things with such great care.
Not only how to be a queen,
But also things that are unseen.
Like how to have a loving heart,
And make the right choice from the start.
Best of all she told me how
to make it through the hard times now
By never, ever letting go
Of my faith, and things I know
And trusting in the Lord’s Great Plan
And not the many ways of Man.
As with the dreams beneath the moon,
I found the new day far too soon.
Missing greatly that great place.
Missing greatly that kind face.
So in the morning on my knees
I begged for much “Remembrance Please”.
Then the spirit spoke to me
And I remembered faithfully
That while a veil may be in place,
And I don’t remember each great face,
Heavenly Parents wait for me.
Heavenly Parents hope for me.
That I’ll make it through the hard times now,
And make it back to them somehow.
To sit beside them way up there,
To sit beside their Golden Chairs.
And while down here it may not be seen,
I am the daughter of a King.
I am the daughter of a Queen.