Yesterday I had the privilege of attending the Atlanta Georgia Temple rededication. I have never been to one and I am so glad that I went. The only thing missing was Paul, because someone had to watch the kids. I suggested we give them a bowl of cereal and water and leave them on their own, but Paul said we probably shouldn't.
But besides that little glitch I would have to say it was wonderful. During the dedication, the Mesa Arizona Temple was mentioned a few times and it made me miss the Temple I will always consider mine. I miss living a few blocks from it and being able to have the option of several family members near by to help watch Gavin while I went anytime I wanted.
I am so thankful for the temples and the blessing we get from attending them. I love the feeling of peace I get just from thinking about the temple and hope that all of my family will be there together one day. I was filled with such gratitude for the knowledge of eternal families and that no matter what loved ones I my loose in this life, I will see them again. Over the last several years I have needed the quiet sanctuary of the temple many times, if only to get away from the hurt and turmoil I felt, for just a few hours. The temple has allowed me to come to know my Savior more personally and helped me be able to focus on my eternal priorities more fully.
I know this is an out of the norm blog for me, but I needed to write about it, so that I may remember how I felt this day.
2 comments:
So cool, I am glad you got to go.
It was a wonderful dedication. Even if I had to sit behind you. :p
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