I love serving in the temple! I’ve always known that, but yesterday was really a reminder of just how much.
John and I have found a home we want to buy. It’s being built so we won’t be able to move into it till the first of the year. While we are very excited to make the move back into a house, we are saddened that we will be moving out of the Jordan River Temple district and therefore will need to be released as Ordinance Workers there.
John is having his knee replaced today, so yesterday was his last day. With the Temple closing in a couple of weeks for cleaning and the Holidays coming up, it worked out to be his last day. Depending on how things go with him, it may have been my last day too. Knowing that, I was very melancholy as I performed my duties serving the Patrons.
It hit me the most as I was sitting in the front of the room for the Endowment session. We had several older Sisters in wheel chairs on that session. When that happens, it’s usually an opportunity for us to serve them even more than we would a healthier Patron because we are often needed to help them put on their Priesthood robes during the session. I was lucky enough yesterday to have a Sister to help. I love doing that. It endears me to them so much.
As I observed those Sisters during the session, I was touched by what many of them are enduring in their old age. One of the Sisters had Arthritis so bad in her hands its hard for her to hold her hands straight, which makes part of the ceremony a little more difficult. Another of the Sisters feet are so twisted that taking off her shoes and putting them back on was a little difficult. She is stuck in a wheel chair for the remainder of her life. You could see that the muscles in her legs are disappearing as she is unable to use them. It broke my heart for her, yet it made me so grateful that I had the chance to help her.
I was choking back tears yesterday knowing that it might be my last chance to do that for sometime. I was also choking back tears regarding everything that has happened to us in the last two weeks (both good and kind of scary) that makes me very aware that my Heaven Father knows and loves me. I know that he sent those Sisters to the temple yesterday to be on the session I was helping with, so I could have a reminder of just how much joy I receive doing His work there. Not going to lie, I’m not always in tune with the spirit when I work there. Often I let my mind spin on worldly things and not focus on what I can feel there if I allow myself to do so. That’s why yesterday was so special to me. It completely made me focus and realize that it might be the last time for sometime that I will get to help perform those ordinances. We hope to maybe work in the new Temple district once we get moved and settled, but it may be a while.
Because we work on the early shift on Wednesdays and have to get up so early, often I am tired while I’m there. And often, I have been known to close my eyes during part of the session and doze off. I’m not happy to admit that, but it happens more often than not. Yesterday I was surprised at how I wasn’t tired. Even though I had forgotten what night it was when I went to bed the night before and didn’t get to bed till 11 pm. I was surprised at how much energy I had. Again…. I think it was The Lords way of reminding me what joy I have had serving Him.
I’m so grateful for the blessing of working the The Lord’s House. I have many sweet memories and have gained some wonderful friendships both with fellow workers and with Patrons who come so often. What a blessing it is to do His work! I guess I will have to settle for just being a Patron myself for a while. I can always attend during the hours that we worked and hopefully be able to say “Hi” to some of those friends while we are there. Being a Patron is a blessing too. One I haven’t taken as much advantage of as I should. Now I will have a chance to finish up those Family File cards a distant relative gave me to do. And that….. will be a blessing too!
I Am Grateful! How Are You?