Wednesday, August 27, 2014

         One of the temple workers brought food for a “fiesta” of sorts --if you can have such a thing in the temple--in the comedor where the treats were shared in recognition of the missionaries who are leaving.    

         It is a blessing and a privilege to serve in the temple every day, and I’m trying to remember that and not take this experience for granted.  Sometimes we don’t miss what is around us in great abundance until we don’t have it any more.  Happiness is often right in front of us but sometimes we forget to look. 

         Love you all and miss you.  You are in our hearts and in our prayers.