A Dusting of the Cobwebs: Serving in Salt Lake Temple...

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...

Sep 7, 2018

Serving in Salt Lake Temple...

Sept 7 1820

I was surprised yesterday as I finished my shift at the Temple. For about six hours of being on my feet and walking, and sitting, studying I was not in any pain. Even my shoes did not erratae my feet. But as soon as my shift was over the pain started in. My back was in full pain by the time I drove home, my knees did not want to hold me up, and was painful to walk. I felt totally exhasted, and I looked it in my face. One person told me I looked real tired. Yet I came home with such a very special feeling, a inward happiness, and calmness.

I will start at the vale next week, I hope I will do well. Our instructor, Nancy Rose, is awsome, she was also a school teacher, and a great sense of humor. I found out that she likes to sew, and has made many fancy dresses, like wedding and formals dresses.
from what she has said, I believe she spends several days in the Temple. Both she and her husband serve in the Temple.

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A Dusting of the Cobwebs