Week 47 - March 18-24

The flowers in the heated flower beds outside the Family History Library are getting ready for General Conference in April.  They even have endured to occasional snow on them.

  Saturday we drove to Provo with Nathan and Susan and enjoyed a session in the Provo City Center Temple.  It was interesting to see the Wasatch mountain range with the tops covered with clouds on the way to Provo.

The Provo City Temple is a fascinating building made from the shell of the old Provo Tabernacle which was burnt to the ground in December 2010.  The tabernacle served the Provo community from 1898 to 2010.  The new building closely resembles the original structure's including a replica of the original 147-foot center tower.  In addition, salved art glass, hardware and finials from remains were used in the new temple.  It is beautiful inside.  I love the circular stair cases.  It was amazing how many young people were working at or in attendance in the session we attended.  We were definitely the older ones.

Elder Koberstein and I learned to like Indian Curry in Fukuoka, Japan.

This place makes a good Chicken Tiki Masala but we prefer just plain nann bread to go with it.

As we drove home following lunch we could see some of the tops of the mountains through the clouds.

I took this picture walking back to our car after church today.  It still amazes me that we attend church in the Joseph Smith Memorial Building and can enjoy the walk across temple square each week.  I feel blessed.

A THOUGHT FOR YOU

"A Wish" A wish which was printed on silk in the back of an old silver watch which has been in the Weston family for generations.  A poem found in my mother's "Treasure of Truth" in the section titled poetry. 

Where ever you may dwell may content be your lot And friendships like ivy encircle your cot, May each rosy morn dressed in mantle of peace, Shed health o'er your cottage, your blessings increase May gay smiling plenty adorn the fair spot. May sorrow ne'er enter the door of your cot. May your honest endeavors be crowned with success. May you ever live happy, ne'er witness distress, An your neat humble roof may those blessings descend 'Tis a wish free from guile, 'tis the wish of a friend.