I Love to See the Temple!!!
It has been a busy few weeks for us here in the Philippines. Now that we work both shifts on Tuesdays, it feels like we have a lot less free time—which is kind of silly, since we don’t usually do much in the morning before our shifts anyway. Funny how things like that work. I thought working full days would be more difficult than it actually is, but we’re enjoying the extra time in the temple and getting to know more of the temple workers who serve in the morning shift.
I’m always in awe when I see a temple. They are all so beautiful and are usually situated in places where they can be seen from a distance. I love seeing the gold Moroni on top, and I’m a little sad that the tradition is mostly being done away with. It’s such a beautiful symbol of the Restoration of the gospel and the gathering of Israel in the latter days. Now that we live on the temple grounds, I’ve made it a goal to nurture that feeling of awe and not let seeing the temple become commonplace. So far, it’s worked—and every day I’m so thankful to live on these beautiful grounds that are dedicated to the Lord and the work of salvation.
Last week, I had a wonderful experience while serving in the temple. I had been assigned to be in the Celestial Room just as an endowment session was letting out. One of my responsibilities in the Celestial Room is to open the door as people enter from the other room. As I opened the door for a young woman, I noticed she was wearing a tag indicating she was going through the temple for the first time. When she reached the door, she paused, gasped, and covered her mouth with her hand. She began to cry. She was so overwhelmed by the beauty and grandeur of the room that she couldn’t move. I’m sure she had never seen anything like it in her life. Her escort soon came over, took her hand, and gently guided her in. As I watched her, she continued to look around the room with awe and wonder—her eyes still filled with tears and her face glowing with light. Her reaction deeply touched me, and my own eyes filled with tears.
As I pondered her experience, I thought about what it might be like when my time comes to pass through the veil of this life into the next. I’m sure it will be more wonderful and amazing than anything we can imagine—and maybe even a little overwhelming. But just like this young woman, we will be greeted by our Heavenly Parents, the Savior, and our loved ones who have gone before us as they welcome us home.
Here is a link to photos of the Cebu Philippines Temple:
Photos of Cebu Philippines Temple
I had an interesting and touching experience one day as I was heading to initiatory. When I arrived, I noticed three sisters waiting for their turn. As I approached them, one of the sisters suddenly lit up with excitement when she saw me. She came right over, took my hand, and said, “I’m so happy to see you! I know you—we’re friends!” Then she added, “We were good friends in the pre-existence. I remember you.”
She sat next to me for a while, still holding my hand, and continued to express how glad she was that we could meet again. She was very sweet, and I truly enjoyed our conversation. It was a tender moment that left a lasting impression on me.
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