The temple was not Holy. It was being defiled.
He knew the blessings that were being denied.
I am so grateful that there is a holy temple near me where
I am able to worship and serve in full confidence that the ordinances
and covenants made there are in keeping with His holy will.
The spirit whispers to me each week as I drive into the temple parking lot that it is a holy place.
I often sing,
"I love to see the temple.
I am going there today.
To feel the Holy Spirit.
To listen and to pray."
Happy Easter Week
2 comments:
Oh Kris, I feel the same way. It is such a blessing to attend and serve in the temple. I feel the spirit there more than any place else in the whole world.
I am glad that we got to visit on the phone today. You are a dear friend to me and I am honored that you call me a friend too. You are a special person and have always been such a good example to me.
Have a wonderful Easter... I know that you will... and I will too.
Love, Lura
Thank you for this running lesson on the end of the Savior's life... I'm ashamed to say that I don't actually know the details and I'm beginning the feel, as well and know, what happened. It's hard but it's wonderful. Thank you for always teaching me.
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