I recently returned to my hometown of Glenwood, Alberta, Canada. It was a special occasion celebrating one hundred years since the first branch of the LDS church was organized in the small town that even now only has approximately 300 residents. Not the same people of course, however there were two 96-year-old brethren in attendance with many memories of years gone by. I was reminded of the words of T.S. Elliot, "We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time."

In my mind I could once again hear the sound of the forlorn train whistle in the distance and saw again the billowy white clouds we watched as kids while we laid on the grass looked up into the beautiful blue sky to ponder. It was a time we learned to not only look but to see and not only listen but to hear. Then I began to wonder. Are we blinded by the miracles of today because our overcrowded lives find us looking but not really seeing and listening but not taking time to really hear? Do we live life everyday or just spend it? Does the glitter of the world ever rob us of the glory of the gospel? What miracles has your "seeing" provided for you today?

A good reminder for each busy day might be taken from the sign in bold letters located at the edge of the railroad crossing in my hometown: stop, look, and listen. When we take time to step out of the world, even for a minute, we will see the miracles of God in our daily lives, and discover the wonderful things we may be missing. Otherwise, we could get run over by the enticing distractions of the fast moving train and completely miss the joy of the journey.