Until today

For around a year before the temples closed down during the pandemic, I was able to attend
weekly. I loved it so. And at least a couple of times a month, if not more, I would join
my Dad who works in the temple 4-5 days a week (as a sealer and an ordinance worker).
Those hours with him in the Lord’s House hold some of my happiest memories.

The temples are open now and I love being there as often as possible,
but because you now make an appointment in order to go (which I do love),
I haven’t been able to be with my Dad in the temple for more than eighteen months.

Until today.

Jacob and I were able to be in a sealing session where my Dad was the sealer and I just
was overwhelmed with how much I had missed it and how much it meant to me. I don’t
know of another human who loves the temple as much as my sweet Dad. And it shows in his
goodness and actions and in his countenance when he is there. (And even when he is not.)

I’m so thankful for today. For being in the Lord’s House, for spending time
with my Dad and especially for being alongside Jacob through it all.

As Jacob put it when we were sitting and waiting before the session began,
“I like White Friday a whole lot better than Black Friday.”

Yes indeed.

I would have to agree.

Strongly.