The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints has a Primary song that I LOVE.
I often sing it to myself when I'm struggling emotionally.
"I love to see the Temple. I'm going there someday. To feel the Holy Spirit, to listen and obey. For the Temple is a House of God, a place of love and beauty. I'll prepare myself while I am young. This is my sacred duty."
Well today, Jackson is going there.
He is going there to make promises with God. And himself.
He is going there to clothe himself in the holy garments.
I have been taught that the garments protect us.
I testify that they do.
Physically, spiritually and emotionally.
Our dearest friends, Kelly and Corissa, took Jackson to get his garments and Temple clothing on Tuesday night.
Last night, he and I packed his Temple bag.
Today, he and I will drive to the Temple.
We will meet loved ones there:
Papa, Nana, Pops, Uncle Brandon, Aunt Carrie, T, Randy, and other loved ones who choose to come.
I will be wearing extra setting powder to keep the makeup on my face as I will surely be crying.
These will be tears of joy and peace and pride.
A good kind of pride.
I look forward to being in the sacred halls of the Temple with my oldest boy, who I love so much.
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