Our temple

I was able to go to the temple tonight for the first time in almost two months. Because I was on bedrest for the entire month of December and then our Ben came the first of January, I have not been able to attend for what has seemed like too long. I have truly missed being in the temple.

Mostly though, I wanted to be in the temple tonight because of the passing of our prophet, President Gordon B. Hinckley. I have thought so much about him in the past couple of days. I’ve thought about what he taught and how he lived and how he touched my life. So tonight, I wanted to go to the temple because of all of the things President Hinckley focused on during his time as the prophet of the Lord, he emphasized and reemphasized and reemphasized again, the importance of the temple. How he loved the temple.

How I love the temple. I love the temple because it makes it possible for me to be with Jacob and Campbell and Annie and Matthew and Benjamin forever. I love the temple because it brings me peace. I love the temple because it makes me focus on what is truly important. I love the temple because it helps me to be less selfish. I love the temple because it changes who I am. And I love the temple because it gives me the hope of what I can someday become.