Wednesday, July 30, 2008
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Monday, July 28, 2008
Sunday, July 27, 2008
My adoring husband noticed me admiring it and a few minutes later put a box containing my own copy in my hands.
It is now in my china hutch, (which I really use more as a curio cabinet than for china), slightly above and behind the face smear Jesus.
I'll keep looking behind the couch for Jesus, and I'll keep talking to him whether he's ducking behind the blinds or not. And if I think he's coming I'll try to look busy. But in the mean time I'll enjoy my statuette.
And sooner or later I'll pull out the windex.
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Saturday, July 26, 2008
And I got a picture with my friend Barb outside of the Peter Whitmer home.
After saying goodbye to Barb I went to dinner with my parents. Shortly after that we left CJ and Mark with them and we got in the car to come home.
CJ and Mark are spending the next couple of weeks in Utah with them.
I really miss them.
Oh, one other event I want to add: At the Palmyra Inn, where my parents stayed, all of the cars with Utah license plates had their plates stolen. Including my folks.
One set of plates, that were Purple Heart plates, were returned the next day.
My dad filed a police report, but it is doubtful the plates will ever be recovered.
We theorized that the theft may have been committed by some of the anti-mormons who were there to protest the pageant. We came to this conclusion since it was only Utah plates that were taken.
I would love to be wrong about this, since stealing someones license plates seems a very silly way to try to prove you are a better Christian than them.
It was a great trip. I hope to be able to go again next year too.
Friday, July 25, 2008
These were the 3 Wise Men who visited the baby Jesus.
This family all had different parts in the pageant.
This was their family vacation this summer. To go to Palmyra and be in the pageant. Sounds like a blast to me. Who needs Disney World? We need to share the gospel! Pretty cool.
This is a (shaky) picture of the stage before the pageant started.
And another picture after it started. I was too far away for the camera to see much.
The Hill Cumorah Pageant was awesome. Unlike Chris' original expectations of mormon girls parading in modest swimsuits and evening wear (I forget sometimes that my husband was not raised around this stuff and doesn't automatically know everything) It told stories from the book of Mormon.
My favorite was when Christ appeared to the Nephites. But that's one of my favorite parts of the BoM too, so it makes sense I would like it.
I think it was great for my husband (who again, wasn't raised around this stuff and hasn't been previously exposed to it), as well as my boys to get to experience it.
They got to see that the scriptures aren't all boring. There are great stories in there about wars, battles, ships almost sinking, people getting burned at the stake and entire cities getting destroyed. (Cool!)
The next day we went back to the hill to see it in the light. It was rainy, so it looks dark even though it was noon.
We joked that if we had a daughter we could name her Cumorah. She would be Cumorah Hill.
(Chris laughed, but quickly clarified that it was only a joke, and not to be expecting any daughters).
10-4 good buddy.
This is on the base of the monument.
We got to see the pageant stage from above.The boys couldn't climb on it, but got to take their picture near it.
I think we may plan on going again next year.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
This is the room where the angel Moroni appeared to Joseph 3 times during the night.
He shared a bed with his brother and another bed slept 2 other brothers, but they didn't wake up even though an angel spoke to Joseph for much of the night.
The sacred grove woods are only about a hundred yards behind the log cabin. But we don't know exactly where in the woods Joseph had the vision.
Even though the grove still remains, most of the original trees in the grove have been chopped down over time for building, furniture and firewood.
This tree is one of the few that remain that may have stood here, even though it would only have been a sapling, at the time of Joseph Smith's first vision.
It was wonderful to wander around in the grove, even get a little lost, and feel the spirit that still seems to infiltrate such a sacred place.
I felt a little like I was wandering through the halls of the temple, but with my children running back and forth, pointing at large trees, rocks and birds.As we walked back to the car I got a picture of the Palmyra Temple through the trees.And CJ took a picture of me and Chris with the grove behind us.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
CJ was the photographer for these pictures, and had to ask our guide, Sister Lyman to hold the book up again so he could get the picture.
This is the orginal copy that the church has on display. I couldn't use a flash on it, and the shutter takes longer without a flash, so it's a little fuzzy.
One of these original copies sold at auction not long ago for about $190,000.
There is one copy at the library at the College of William and Mary in Williamsburg, VA that you can actually hold and look through.
The Main Street in Palmyra was pretty cool too. There is a great candy and fudge shop 2 doors down from the Grandin Building. A place called Mark's Pizzaria across the street that had fabulous pizza, and a few book stores.
All in addition to the anti-mormons who stood on the sidewalk wearing t-shirts that said "Repent" and "You are not a God in embryo".
It was a fun experience all around.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Which would have been 11 hours, had we not hit DC at 5:00 pm on Friday.
(Note the Washington Monument).
Our first stop in Palmyra was the Grandin Building.
Where the first original copies of the Book of Mormon were printed.
We also found my parents there. They spent the 2 weeks of the pageant as volunteers at the Grandin Building.
Part of the fun of the trip was spending time with them.
Other stops on our trip included The Smith Farm, the Sacred Grove, The Hill Cumorah, the Pageant, and the David Whitmer Farm. All of which I got pictures of that I am anxious to share, but that will have to wait till tomorrow to post.
It was so awesome to see these places and feel the spirit there. Tune in tomorrow for the promised pictures.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
This is the story of Rick and Dick Hoyt.
The father and son team who compete in marathons, triathalons and Ironman races together.
Not side by side though, as some father and son teams do. This pair competes with Dick (65) pushing Rick (43) in his wheelchair, or towing him behind him in a dinghy while swimming, or on a sled while cross country skiing.
So forget about your own problems and sit down and shut up for about 6 minutes to watch this video.
Thanks to my niece Echo who sent me this story.
My favorite line:
"It must be a buzzkill to be a 25 year old stud getting passed by an old guy towing a grown man in a dinghy, don't you think?"
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
QB of a team called the New Orleans Saints.
Another thing you might notice is the palace behind him. This place was just one of Saddam Husseins palaces, where he lived while his countrymen didn't have enough food to eat.
God bless the USA, and the troops that fight for peace.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
This is the story of Christian the Lion.
This is a great lion story.
It's also about pets, people and relationships.
I couldn't decide which video so I put both.
The first one is a little shorter and has better music, but the story is the same.
Monday, July 7, 2008
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Saturday, July 5, 2008
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Now I live at and love the beach.
I hope to see many more beautiful scenes in my life.
But I am grateful for the ones I get to see every day.
There are magical things that happen when you are close to nature.
It reminds me of the words to a hymn:
. "When through the woods, and forest glades I wander, And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees. When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur, And hear the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.