The month of February really went by fast. We enjoyed serving at the historical sites and the St. George temple visitor center. On Tuesday, Feb 4 Jay had a tour with 4 non-members and a mother and her 3 girls. At the end of his tour the mother asked if she could play the organ and let her little girls sing. The tabernacle is such a special place for things like this to happen. The mother played
"I am a child of God." Her little girls sang the song with her and I know I was really touched as I had a hard time holding back the tears. I just hoped the other visitors could feel the spirit too.
Later that week on our P-day, Jay and I drove up to Gunlock and back down through Dameron valley and snow canyon. We just needed to get away and relax. It was a nice drive. We had another chance to serve at the Tabernacle and two choirs came into the building and sang. I love to have days like this. The Tabernacle is a wonderful place where the talents of the past and present can be shared.
Lt. colonel Ramsdell spoke that night in the tabernacle and talked about his experiences in writing his book "Train to Potevka".
On Feb. 10 we had another interesting experience. We were serving at Brighams home, when I noticed a elderly woman walking up the sidewalk. She was holding onto the fence as she walked. I became concerned so I walked out to talk to her. She told me she was walking to the park to see her mother and her sister. There was no park anywhere near Brighams home. She told me her name was Mildred and she was getting tired. I tried to get her to go sit on the porch, but she was afraid of the men in the yard. She thought they were going to hurt her. The men were Jay and Elder Sutherland. I finally got her to turn around and she said she loved me and kissed my hand. Jay got in the car and drove to a retirement home down the street. He came back with a women who worked there. She recognized "Millie". They drove "Millie" back to the home. When Jay returned, he said Millie called him a nice man and thanked him for helping her find her way home.
Another really special day was when Tori received her mission call. The call was sent to her home in Perry. She was waiting for it to come while she was going to Dixie and down here in St. George. She decided that it would be okay if her father, Bick opened her mission call and read it to her. She was watching her dad read the mission call on her Ipad. We were so happy to be a part of that special day.
"I am a child of God." Her little girls sang the song with her and I know I was really touched as I had a hard time holding back the tears. I just hoped the other visitors could feel the spirit too.
Later that week on our P-day, Jay and I drove up to Gunlock and back down through Dameron valley and snow canyon. We just needed to get away and relax. It was a nice drive. We had another chance to serve at the Tabernacle and two choirs came into the building and sang. I love to have days like this. The Tabernacle is a wonderful place where the talents of the past and present can be shared.
Lt. colonel Ramsdell spoke that night in the tabernacle and talked about his experiences in writing his book "Train to Potevka".
On Feb. 10 we had another interesting experience. We were serving at Brighams home, when I noticed a elderly woman walking up the sidewalk. She was holding onto the fence as she walked. I became concerned so I walked out to talk to her. She told me she was walking to the park to see her mother and her sister. There was no park anywhere near Brighams home. She told me her name was Mildred and she was getting tired. I tried to get her to go sit on the porch, but she was afraid of the men in the yard. She thought they were going to hurt her. The men were Jay and Elder Sutherland. I finally got her to turn around and she said she loved me and kissed my hand. Jay got in the car and drove to a retirement home down the street. He came back with a women who worked there. She recognized "Millie". They drove "Millie" back to the home. When Jay returned, he said Millie called him a nice man and thanked him for helping her find her way home.
Another really special day was when Tori received her mission call. The call was sent to her home in Perry. She was waiting for it to come while she was going to Dixie and down here in St. George. She decided that it would be okay if her father, Bick opened her mission call and read it to her. She was watching her dad read the mission call on her Ipad. We were so happy to be a part of that special day.
Kari and the kids came down to St. george over the week end. Lisa, Mandee and Tyson came too. It was fun to have them all here with us. I'm sorry I forgot to take pictures.
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