The Garden Tomb

We had an assignment to paint the garden tomb. I have had so many memories flood my heart. What a gift Dad gave to us to let us go to Jerusalem. I have been on that sacred ground three times, with three of my favorite people. Nicole I was there is spirit with you, and you are number four. Who knows if we will ever have that chance again in this life time. I often find myself remembering during Sunday School Class or early morning moments. I have been looking through my old journal and I found this poem I love!I am not moved, my God, to love you
By the heaven you have promised me.
Neither does hell, so feared, move me
To keep me from offending you.



You move me, Lord, I am moved seeing you
Scoffed at and nailed on a cross
I am moved seeing your body so wounded.
Your injuries and your death move me.



It is your love that moves me, and such a way
That even though there were no heaven I would love you,
And even though there were no hell I would fear you.
You do not have to give me anything so that I love you,

For even if I didn't hope for what I hope,
As I love you now, so would I love you.
Madeleine L Engle


Jamie and me at the Garden Tomb. Jamie was in beauty school and sporting her cute short cut and brand new color. I think she was starting to like Matt about now. She has on a skirt with gray sweat under it. Do we look alike?
Kim met grandma and I at the "Wailing Wall" She seemed to us to be the parent and we were the children. She was so comfortable in the Old City. We would get lost and pray that we could find Kim again. One day I was alone and lost from the group. I had stepped out of a church because it was so dark and heavy. I couldn't imagine that it could have possibly been where the Savior would have been. You can't know how excited I was to see Kim just pop up by chance. We left the group and had the most wonderful day alone.
This is Kelly and me at the Mt of the Beatitudes. This tree looked like it had been there forever. This is where the Savior taught the people with such love. Blessed is he who hungers and thirsts after righteousness . . . I often imagine that we are, as a family all there, sitting under these giant trees listening and drinking in the Savior's words. Wow. . . what a lot of fond memories. I love my girls, all four of them. Thanks for the memories!

P.S. Kim we need to do some "Wow!" Reflection Thinking
P.P.S. Kelly Tampa Bay Devils are in the World Series! Will Heath get into that? I can't wait.