On the ninth day of Christmas, my Father gave to me: His Holy House to bring me serenity.
Of all the aspects of the gospel I love, the Temple of God is the part I love the most. I have so many empowering and strengthening experiences there. I love being there more than anywhere else.
During my single years and through part of my married life (until I had my first baby), I volunteered as an ordinance worker in the Provo Temple. I was there all day Saturdays. My heart and soul grew so much during those days, and I got to work with some of the most celestial people. They taught me truth, and I learned so much being on the "worker" side of the ordinances. I long to go back... So, you have an idea where I will be when my last kid turns 18, right?

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