Please share with us what you hear from Kirsten. We have heard nothing at all. Is her family publishing a blog?
We have really had quite a glorious week. Wednesday Dad and I were able to serve as escorts for James and Carol Jacobs as they received their endowments and were sealed for time and all eternity in the Oquirrh Mountain Temple. It was a beautiful day. I was so touched as I looked around the sealing room and saw all the wonderful people from our ward, Garns, Robertsons, Hunts, Summers, Sorensens, Higgins, Sherwoods, McNews, Bishop Bowman (who originally married them 5 years ago). Other than our ward she had a daughter there and he had a friend from work. Their families just aren't active. It was very sacred, many tears were shed.
The weather has been magnificent. The sun came out and kids were everywhere, Jello's tramp, the trees, the treehouses, everyone seemed so happy. I LOVE THE SUN AND THE SON! Both are light, warmth, strength, power to grow, the source of sustenance.
Dad taught a super awesome family home evening lesson on prayer. He reminded, especially the youngers to use the language of prayer, the proper pronouns of prayer, and testified to prayer's power. Family Night is such a gift. We miss you.
I finished the book I told you about last week about the family that does a year of service all over the world. It was AWESOME! We may just do California first, a 1000 acre cattle ranch, and see if Dad actually does feel better.
The Church History Museum was so fun this week! The new First Vision movie is awesome!
Courtney Harris needs some encouragement if you have a second. I think she's a little nervous.
I thought of you when I read this quote from Thoreau's Walden today. This seems to be kind of what a mission gives you the opportunity to do. He lived in the simplest of cabins and had people come to him, you go find the people to teach and learn from, but the thought has value.
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms.”
i love you so much!
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