[Testing Center]

[Testing Center]

   3:40 PM       Laura

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I just had a couple of thoughts.

Well, just one that I want to get into.  The BYU Testing Center.  Ok, Are you ready for this?

You spend an entire semester, studying, learning, developing, etc.  Then you go wait in the long line to get into the Testing Center, spend 30 min - 2 hours in the testing center.  You have good questions, and easy questions.  There'll be times when you hate your life because of a stupid question, and you'll sweat your socks off. and there'll be times when you want to jump for joy.

Ok.  1 day in God's Time, is 1000 years.  Lets do some math.

1000 years / 24 hours = 41.666 years.
41.666 years / 60 minutes = .069 years * 365 days = 253 days.

This means that one hour in God's time is 41.666 years, and one minute is 253 days.

Ok. Average life span is about 75 years.

2 hours of God's time is 83 years.

You're on earth for less than 2 hours!   Which is about the amount of time for a typical test taken in the testing center.

Kind of puts into perspective the whole, your trials will be but a second.

(what is a second you ask?  well, 253 / 60 = 4.21 days)

My trial, which has been on going for 6 months = is about 43 seconds.

Kind of cool, huh?

Lets do some more math.

You're in school for about maybe 17 years. - 24 minutes
You're pregnant for 9 months  - 1 minute 4 seconds.
You serve a mission for 2 years - almost 3 minutes.

Trials don't last as long as you might think they do.

So.. You're in the pre-mortal life, you haven't come to earth yet.  You talked to your nephite bud who already went and took the test.
"Oh man, it was easy, but watch out for that question, that's a tough one.  Use your instincts."

And you go through the veil telling your friends, "Hey, I'll see you in an hour. Maybe 2."

Along side this, (a cool idea i've entertained this.)  but all your friends are peaking through the testing center windows. watching you.  Supporting you.  Cheering for you, you just can't see them.  The Roman Legion who used to poke frogs with you, the egyptian slave who would crack jokes. The people waiting for you to come home.  Plus all your future generations of kids and all the people who came before you.  And then, when you leave the testing center, hopefully with some other person, there's a score on the screen that says "fantastic" and your friends have left messages for you and flowers and messages as you come down the stairs to the door.  And waiting by the door are the people who left.. who, while you were taking the test, went to get a bite to eat.

Kind of a neat thought.