A Dusting of the Cobwebs: Temple Session...

A Dusting of the Cobwebs....

welcome to my blog!
...allow me a brief introduction...

In a reacent conversation with my daughter, her questions were why I, and her Dad were so quiet about our lifes? Meaning writing or telling about our own personal historys.

I didn't think there was anything important to write about. As I was just a normal person, getting up in the morning and getting the day started, getting kids off to school, or meeting schedules of the whole family, cleaning house, and landry. Keeping little ones busy, and changing diapers, comming home fixing dinner, helping with homework, putting kids to bed, watch some news, go to bed. And then do it all over again the next day. Then some days was teaching lessons in Primary, RS, MIA, Sundayschool, cub scouts, or helping at schools, ect. Family home evening, Visiting teaching, and even some Home teaching and being the family schaefer. most of the time we had one car, 6 kids, one working husband. Oh yes, the multi years of music lessons, and baseball teams, coaching, and even one major jumproap champion, for one daughter.

We had trials too. some were very hard, just thinking about a single memory of losing our son, brings tears. But we are told that this life is to meet trials, and how we handle them will be for our own eternal growth.

A very wise Stake President, President Alred, once said "We are here to be schooled in the principles of eternity. We will work by the sweat of our brow, to work our way through this life... But remember we are here to be schooled in the principles of eternity."

So, I welcome you to my blog. Please feel free to stay and go as you please, and wander where you wish. And, as always, feel comfortable in sharing those stories that you may feel are just "an every day" thing as well...

Oct 10, 2014

Temple Session...

I had a wonderful visit at the Temple yesterday. Lynn and I picked up Paulette and went to the Salt Lake Temple. It was fun going with my daughter, its been such a long time since I have been with one of my daughters in the temple.

Paulette had brought family names to be done, from the Inman family. It just so happened that she had a mothers name she gave me, and Paulette took the daughters name. So we had two mothers and two daughters in the temple at the same time. As we sat in the gathering room waiting for the session to start, the organist was playing music and soon I recognized the Primary song, Reverently Quietly..., I use to sing to Jennifer when she was little, only I would use her name instead of the words written. Pauli soon begin to sing softly, Jennifer, Jennifer, Jenni, Jenni, Jennifer...I felt the warmth of remembering my daughters.

Walking was a problem for me. It seems I am getting worse in pain level. Our parking space happened to be on the south-end of the conference center, and I had to walk the distance, but going inclined. When Paulette and I got in the temple I had to stop, and sit down for a few minuets. After the session I couldn't walk very well. Paulette and James drove me to my car where I sat and waited for Lynn to come from the History center. James had come to pick up Paulette after her temple session.

I was in so much pain that I was pretty sick when I got home. I think next time I go to the Temple I will have Lynn let me out on the corner, then I wont have to walk so far. Getting older is no fun....

A Dusting of the Cobwebs