"Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to let you in."

-- Robert Frost

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

stroud ward on a sunday

My big kids were a little disappointed that there wasn't even one youth in the ward we attended here in England on Sunday.

But they were pretty excited about how thrilled leaders who had just been waiting for a youth to show up were. It was kind of fun to see the other side of things and validate a calling by giving an opportunity to be taught.

On the other side of things, the ward was teaming with young children and Eliza and Charlotte fell in love with a few new friends.


We were invited to stick around for a "munch and mingle" and loved connecting with the people there.


Then we took a ride out to what the local missionaries told us was the oldest existing LDS chapel.

It sat under the trees in a quiet setting as the breeze blew the honeysuckle on the air.

We literally breathed in the peace and love there, imagining the early church saints at home in America crossing the plains as chapels and missionary work were going on throughout the countryside here.

It was a rich history.




This spot is used for the area's regional youth conferences and this crew was really wishing they could be there for that next month.


But we had to make do with our little moment in time, walking where other's had walked.




We left so grateful for those who came before, ready and willing to pioneer the gospel of Christ so that we could have the strength, faith and knowledge that we do.

And felt the strength of forever families and eternal bonds before and on through time.

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