Today during Sacrament meeting, I was prompted to stand and bear my testimony. When I stood up there all I could think about was my trip to Utah a couple of weeks ago and how I took the kids to see the Provo temple. I did well at the beginning and then I started talking about my conversion while glancing at my kids and I COMPLETELY lost it!! I started blubbering in the mic, and I really mean I was blubbering. If you were there then you know what I am talking about and I am not exaggerating this time!! Let me explain what happened to make me go "basket case" on everyone. I was talking about how I was so grateful for the missionaries who taught me about the church and the gospel and that I didn't know where I would be without it in my life. That is when the major crying began. My life is so crazy right now with 5 children that I don't get the chance to ponder that. Where would I be if I hadn't joined the church? I certainly wouldn't be in a happy marriage with 5 wonderful children. I would probably be down a completely wrong path. I am soooooo grateful for those missionaries who gave up 2 years of their life so that they could meet me and teach me but not only that. I am thankful that they were worthy to hold the priesthood and that I felt the Spirit during their lessons. I am also grateful for the challenge they gave me to read Mororni 10:3-5 and to pray about it after. I am thankful to my father in heaven for letting me feel a peaceful Spirit confirming what I read was true. I could go on and on but I think you all get what I mean. I am just so stinkin' grateful!!!
Here are some pics I took at the Provo temple with my kids. You can see that Thomas was a bit of a grump that day. He actually fell and hurt his knee right as we got on property. That doesn't help pictures!!