Since the temple has re-opened, I have been trying to get to the temple weekly. So far so good. I went with Michele (Millicent's mom) the first week, and last week I went with Melanie.
When I drive to the temple, I think of what it was like to hear about the temple coming to Fresno. From the first moment I heard that the church was building small temples, the spirit whispered that we would have one here and to prepare. Yet when they announced it, I was overcome with joy. Seeing the temple on the beautiful grounds, I remember taking my children to the groundbreaking. Kelly and Joe helped turn over a shovel full of dirt that day, and I was pregnant with Laine. We drove by the temple site nearly every week after church to see the progress they made.
I still remember the dedication of the temple, and seeing President Hinckley live, in person made my heart swell with testimony. Attending the temple now, I think about all the worries, concerns and heartbreaks I have brought to The Lord and turned over to him there. I consider things of eternity. I pray for my friends who are grieving or sick or who have other troubles. I ponder what it will be like in a few short weeks to be with all four of my children in the temple. I consider the sacred things that have happened or been revealed to me here, and I feel so very blessed.
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