Thursday, January 31, 2019

The Angel

In our church, the temple is a holy place where we can attend and make promises to God.
Unlike our church meetinghouses, we don't have congregational worship services in temples, but we can attend them during the week as we choose.
The temple is a beautiful, sacred, peaceful place, and each time I attend the temple I feel as though I have left the world behind. I am given increased clarity and peace within the walls of the temple.

Sam and I have missed being able to attend the temple regularly--
throughout our marriage we have been able to attend at least monthly,
but the Memphis temple closed for major renovations shortly before we moved here and the next closest temple is in Nashville, so we have only been able to visit the temple a few times in the last year.

We have loved watching the Memphis temple be re-constructed from the beams up!
The gleaming limestone from Portugal and blue stained-glass windows are stunning.
Each week we have been able to see its progress.
It is due to re-open in early May and we are thrilled!
I am looking forward to being able to partake of that peace again more regularly.

In late November the construction crew put the angel Moroni on and a big crowd of people came to watch. It was quite an exciting event!
Talmage and Wesley were at school, but I took the younger three boys and we sat and watched as they raised the statue into the sky and settled it down into the hole at the top of the spire.

Fun fact:
The sculptor of the angel Moroni that is on the Brigham City, Utah temple is Cyrus E. Dallin. Although he is not a member of our faith, he said that working on the project "brought me nearer to God than anything I ever did. It seemed to me that I came to know what it means to commune with angels from heaven."

1 comment:

  1. I know what you mean about feeling as if you left the world behind and finding peace there. The first time I went to a Temple, it was the Dallas, Texas one. It was around Christmas because I remember seeing the red poinsettias everywhere there. Because I have memories of being in Heaven before coming to Earth, I recognized the same feeling that I felt in the Temple, was the same that I had in Heaven. I didn't want to leave, as I knew what awaited me in the outside world. During my time there that day, I was able to do my sister's work. After I was finished, I went outside and sat close to the door. I sat on a stone bench and was looking down at the ground, thinking about what I had experienced. Suddenly, I felt as if someone was next to me wanting to sit down. So, I moved over but when no one sat down, I looked up to see that there wasn't anyone there; at least no one in mortal form. That's when I realized that who I felt there, was my sister, who's work I had just completed. In life she hated that I joined the church and it caused years of us not speaking. Her choice, not mine. It was then that I knew she had accepted the work I did on her behalf. My heart lept inside my chest with joy and tears began flowing down my face. My favorite place on Earth is within the walls of a Temple. The second best place is in my friends homes who share my faith and live it. I miss that so much. I am praying to move to where I can again be a part of the true church and again make friends who believe as I do, and return to my Father's House. I know that Satan is doing all he can to prevent that from happening. Still, I continue to pray that Heavenly Father will make sure that it does. Please put me on the prayer roll when you are able to go. My birthday is May 15th. So when the Temple opens in May, be thinking of me there with you, as I will be in spirit. I love all of you so much! XO


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