Ogden Temple: March 2011

We had it all arranged to go to the Ogden Temple in January but on the night we were going I became ill and I had to cancel, then everyone else canceled. So we ended up going in March (February was a busy month) I would have thought so many more people would have come as it was the temple closest to their home but it ended up being Julie and I. Although in Stephs defense she did get called into work at 3am then had to work on sat.. poor thing..

We wanted to get here before April 2nd (I think that is the date) as they are closing the Ogden Temple for two years to remodel it. It was the first time I was able to go to one of the space ship temples (that is what I call them because I think that is what the outside reminds me of). It was interesting building. As the whole building is a giant circle I got easily lost, several times. There is a great painting in the front entrance. It is beautifully done. It has Jesus and Heavenly Father speaking with three men. I am sure I am supposed to know who the men are but I don't. They are wearing the robes that I would imagine to be from the time period of Jesus (either Isreal or Americas). EIther way it was still poinant. The one thing I noticed with this temple is less is more. The celestrial room, is quite a bit smaller than all the others I have been to and although none are overly decorated this one seemed to be less so. It had a beautiful chandelier in the middle, must be crystal as it shined and crystal sconces. Regardless of the decorations the spirit was very strong and the amount of peace that was felt was very overwhelming. Which I needed as the last two weeks of my life have been anything but peaceful.

I am grateful for all that I have been given. For my family, my wonderful husband, beautiful and spunky daughter and the knowledge that we are not alone and that our prayers are heard. I am not one that will discount the peace that heavenly father gives to those of other religions. I don't believe that if you are not LDS that you can not feel his presence. I believe that regardless of religion or beliefs he will hear you and help. I know that he is a father that loves us all, each time I go to the temple I am confirmed of this belief. I am also thankful for my friend Julie. I know I am a much better person because of her and her faith. I am grateful she is my "temple friend" and someone I can always rely on to go with me (even though I can go alone).