Blessings to the Blest
The oldest and youngest |
Together at the Temple--a good place to be |
Most of the tulips have disappeared from Temple Square. We miss their splendor, but no doubt, the
beds will soon be popping with flowers of a different variety. We noticed on our walk this morning up Cedar
Creek Canyon that the creek is running very high. The snow on the high mountain peaks is
gradually receding.
The warmer
weather has brought more “business” to the Library, which is the opposite of
what I would expect. I wish we could re-tract
the roof or pull the computers outside.
Besides helping guests, I have also been reviewing missionary training
lessons and Elder Challis has been helping our zone leader with
scheduling. The decision to open the
Library on Monday evenings and Sunday afternoons, beginning the first of June,
has been made. But we are still not sure
of full-time missionary involvement in those extended hours.
Wednesday,
the Family History Department hosted a “Missionary Appreciation Evening” with
Jenny Oaks Baker and children in the Tabernacle. Amazing talent! We are spoiled in this mission.
This morning, as I listened to the
opening strains of “Gently Raise the Sacred Strain” at the beginning of the
choir broadcast, I thought of the words, “His blessings to the blest.” We are certainly “the blest,” blessed to have
the gospel of Jesus Christ and to be members of His Church. No matter how many times, I attend the broadcast,
I think I will always have goose bumps and tears.
We were concerned to learn on
Friday morning that Jaynie’s little Phillip (6 weeks old) had a seizure on
Thursday night. Very scary and
unsettling. I do not like having them so
far from us. (They are in Anchorage for
the summer.) It was comforting to put their names on the Timpanogas
Temple prayer roll when we went early on Saturday. The words of the ordinances also brought peace.
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