So, after watching gen. conference last week and applying things to my life and such, I decided that temple attendance needed to take on a more important role in my life. When I first went through the temple I used to go on average once a week. That changed when I moved back to St. George, and even changed more after I got engaged and married, etc. We just haven't gone to the temple enough, and I live practically spitting distance away....LAME!!! I admit, it's different when you have kids, but not a whole lot. There's plenty of people to watch Adam and opportunity for us to attend and we just haven't. My dear mom-in-law offered to watch Adam last night so that we could attend a temple session and I was so excited....it's not that I don't "want" to go to the temple more often, I just don't make the effort to do so. So, Mike and I made it to an evening session and it was great. I just wish I could take notes while I'm sitting there so that I could remember everything I learn each time I go. It's like watching the ending of a fireworks show and trying to catch a glimpse and enjoy all the different fireworks going off....while you're watching one, a few more go off and steal your attention there...and then another, and then you try to reflect on the first, and then another goes off.....I learn so much when I go, and remember so much I should be working on. I really do like it though. It's not so much a feeling of guilt that I come away with, but a renewed hope in my efforts to do and be better....like I actually stand a chance of getting somewhere in this life (or the next :) Well, I was just so appreciative of Nola for watching Adam so that we could easily go to the temple, and so appreciative of the opportunity to go that I had to make record of it. I encourage anyone who can, to go more often to the temple...I'm going to set a goal to go atleast once a month, whether by myself or with my hubby or friends....I need the lift in my life that it brings.
I think it would surprise most people I know that quite often I deal with trying not to be very annoyed....call it moodiness or whatever. This morning I was having one of those moments that I could tell was going to motivate me to do something unproductive like spend money on crap I don't need or something. So, in an effort to harness that energy to do something less destructive....I decided to get out of town. Going on drives has definately been an outlet for me....long, I don't want to stop drives. I did this a lot when I lived in Provo with roommates, either for their benefit or mine (I guess that's why I love Provo canyon so much), but it has turned out to be a very therapeutic thing to do. So, equipped with a package of beef jerky, a Costco croisant roll, some strawberries, and plenty of sippy cups full of milk and water bottles....Adam and I headed out to spend some time near Zion. Our first stop was in Rockville at the cemetary. Odd I know, but I dig checking out old cemetaries and thought that maybe I would find an ancestor's stone there since they lived in the area a long long time ago...no luck with the ancestors though. We went on into Springdale and played at a park and walked around by the Virgin River, which was very full due to spring runoff. It was pretty windy and maybe not the best weather, but me and Adam didn't really care. I just let him explore around for awhile while I took in the beauty of the surroundings and enjoyed his curiousity. I was going to go into Zion park, but didn't really want to pay the fee today and I could tell Adam was going to take a nap real soon, so after a diaper change, we headed back home. Adam zonked out pretty quick...and when we got home, I finished his nap with him snuggled together on my bed. It turned out to be a short, fun adventure that was just what I needed to combat the demons of anger. Feeling a lot better now....thank you God for creating Zion's and the surrounding nature.
