All things point to the temple

After all the years posing for photos outside the various temples;  After all the lessons, the  prayers, the family home evenings;  After descriptions and explanations and  promises of how great it will  be to go inside,  We finally got to do it.

We got to take Mikey to the temple. 

He wanted Lucy to come too. 

So the 4 of us--the 5 of us--all got to be in the temple together.  All in white.  All feeling the peace and comfort and blessings God has for us.  Mikey was so excited.  His face was just aglow.  He asked the workers lots of questions.  He smiled.  He wanted to do more work for more people.  He got to walk around the oxen that hold up the font.  Keith explained to him all about them. 

 

He was baptized for men from Hungary, Germany, Ireland, Great Britain.  Some of them had been waiting 400 years.  The water came up to his shoulders.  It was a proud day.  I can't wait to take him back in 7 years and see him make more promises and prepare to serve the Lord in even greater ways.

I was baptized too.  Sometimes I take for granted how lucky I am to have a man like Keith who has always been able to do things like that.  Strong, Stalwart, Worthy.

I'm confident it's a memory we can all keep forever.