My life is not my own!

I often think about how the Savior's life differed so much from our own lives.  What was it about Him, besides the fact that he was the only begotten son of the Father, that made him able to achieve perfection in this life?  Then it dawned on me.  He understood one principle better then any of the rest of us.  He knew that his life, no matter how long or short it was going to be, was not his own.  He came to earth for one purpose, to do the will of the Father, and he never lost sight of that. 

So what is our purpose in this life?  I've decided that when we do what the Savior did and forget about ourselves, we discover what it is we need to be doing and not just what it is we want to be doing.  We see needs all around us, and ideas as to how we can help fill those needs. We see people, and recognize our blessings, and find joy in doing good. 

When I lost Josh it was incredible how only a few things in my life really mattered.  My family mattered.  Relationships mattered.  God mattered.  The Savior's atonement and resurrection mattered, and very little else. 

As time passed and life began to fall into it's normal routine, things that matter less have at time occupied the greater part of my day.  Distracting me from that one phrase, that when followed, brings me closer to the Savior and to all those things that matter most.  "My life is not my own."