Blessed Sabbath! 24 July 2016

I am glad that my Sweetheart and I chose to attend the Music and the Spoken Word broadcast at the Conference Center.  Even though the music performed was much the same as at the Pioneer Concert last night, today I felt the Spirit so strongly, and tears came several times, just as when I have attended in the Tabernacle.

After the broadcast we went over to Temple Square, and visited the North Visitors Center.  We enjoyed the model of Jerusalem on the main floor, then went up the ramp to the Christus statue.  What a beautiful representation of the Savior, Jesus Christ.  There was a comfortable place to sit and talk, just across from the portrayal of our first parents, Adam and Eve.  

I had packed a lunch, based on the half of a huge sandwich I had gotten at our supper yesterday evening.  Along with a yogurt and fruit preserves mix, pecans, carrots and root beer, we had a nice lunch to tide us over until supper.

My home teacher was available to keep my Sweetheart company, while his wife [my visiting teacher] and I went to choir practice, and then during the meeting, as our choir stays seated on the stand.  It happened that I sat next to our new Elijah Choir director, which was a little intimidating at first.  I was surprised when after the meeting he asked me where I had studied singing!  I told him that I only had voice lessons for about five months, a few years ago, but that my mother said I sang before I talked, and that I came from a musical family.  I suppose he had noticed that while singing hymns I usually sing a different part on each verse.  Anyway, I told him that I am singing in church in three weeks, and I am trying to apply the principles he has been teaching us in choir.

After the block of meetings my Sweetheart joined my home and visiting teachers in participating with the young elders in a Preach My Gospel discussion, while I went to a meeting about the young elders dinners.  Then the four of us walked to their apartment so my visiting teacher could give me a loaf of her home made bread.  We enjoyed a short visit, and I decided to tell her that when I awoke the morning after she insisted on paying me for the 2 bags of wheat with the thought that I should take the money and replace the wheat, which I did, so when she needs more wheat she should just tell me.

The evening we spent with the friends who have hosted my Sweetheart this week. Supper was very delicious.  After a game we watched Ephraim's Rescue, a story concerning the handcart pioneers.

The trip back to my apartment went all too quickly, and on the way back we got texted boarding passes for my Sweetheart.

A sweet voicemail from my dear granddaughter was a lovely end to a lovely day.