The Mission Bubble

The Prank

I was hoping, with it being the first day of Spring and all, to see a little bit of green, but nope.

So what an awesome week this was!

We (as you can probably see) went to the Palmyra temple and it was wonderful! It is a smaller temple, it overlooks the Sacred Grove. Very beautiful. J has been doing family history so we were able to attend the temple with her and a bunch of people from the stake (it was a stake temple trip) and it was really great, she did baptisms for many of her kindred dead, T did some others, and I was able to receive the endowment afterwards for one of them. Very very spiritual the whole time, J was crying throughout. There is a special Spirit that is there for baptisms for your ancestors that doesn't exist necessarily otherwise, you can really feel the connection. very neat and beautiful experience.

We were in a hurry, but we also took a tour of the Book of Mormon printing press. The first 5000 copies were printed by E.B. Grandin, and the shop is still well preserved. The tour was quite good and interesting.  I learned a lot about the process of setting the type, inking, and binding- and also that it took almost two years for the Book of Mormon to be published after is was handed in. Long time, right? That must have been super frustrating for the Prophet to knock out the translation in 65 working days and then have to stew around for a couple of years. Tour was done by a sister missionary, she was kind of clueless... didn't know the answers to a lot of the questions I asked just out of genuine curiosity. 

The next thing we did was visit the Joseph Smith farm, which was really neat. The sister missionaries who gave the tour here were much more prepared and informed, I'll have you note. I learned a lot here. The house was really really small, especially for 11 people. We went to the upstairs room where Joseph Smith was first visited by the angel Moroni, and it is tiny! Plus there would have been three other people in the room (other siblings) sleeping with him! That's not something you see in the movie version. I guess they were just super sound sleepers.

Finally we walked through the Sacred Grove. I was hoping, with it being the first day of Spring and all, to see a little bit of green, but nope. Still quite snowy and bare. Still, it was super serene and peaceful. Just a beautiful and spiritual place. There isn't an exact location for where Joseph Smith saw Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ, it's just a series of trails you can walk. I would have loved to spend more time here. We should come back some time as a family to see the Hill Cumorah pageant and see these sites! 

All in all, a long and exhausting day, very cool though. I loved it.

Elder Wright

The Sacred Grove & Palmyra Temple

                                    Book of Mormon Pages!

                                    You can see the temple from the farmhouse.

                                           More trees (there are a lot of trees).

                                      Me, J, and Elder A at the Palmyra temple!

      All of us there in the Joseph Smith house (in the bedroom where Moroni appeared).

At the Alvin Smith home (right next door, Joseph Smith hid the plates from a mob under the brick fireplace in the room behind us).

                                                The Sacred Grove

Tie 102: A Revisitation of a Previous Subject Matter

The church is true! Miracles happen! So do baptisms!

So this weekend was such a miracle! 

Let's start at the beginning. L decided that baptism was not something he was ready for. However, his younger sister L, who is 8, was really excited to enter the waters of baptism! She was so anxious they got there an hour and a half early. It is really great to see the transformation that has occurred in the lives of Sister W and her family since they have started coming back to church 3 months ago. This is a great step for them on their path in the Gospel, and we hope that L will join her pretty soon. Yay! There was a big turnout for her! And an even bigger turnout for J, later that evening. She has gone through such a remarkable change these past few months, she is just glowing with the light of the gospel and she is so happy. The purpose of the gospel is to make bad people good, and good people better, and that is what has happened in J's life. Last month in testimony meeting, she announced to the congregation (in addition to a powerful testimony) that she was going to write President Monson and petition for missionaries to start wearing bow ties. So, the missionaries in the ward honored that request for her. (Not sure how the ward mission leader Brother H liked that, he was already leery that J had requested Come Thou Fount as the closing hymn. But oh well.) It was such a powerful spiritual experience. Not dissing on L's at all, but I think the Holy Ghost showed up in force for this one, it was just a wall of pure spiritual power that reduced anyone who felt it to a blubbering wreck. J's parents were there, they are both Catholic but highly supportive of it all! They then came to the confirmation the next day, another great experience! At the baptism, I gave a talk, on baptism, and Elder S baptized J. It was his first, and he has taught since the beginning, when he first came to the mission. That evening, he received his transfer call. A really good note to go out on.

So the problem was, J's confirmation took place in Jamestown, as the "hub" ward, but this Sunday was also the Fredonia group week. So after sacrament meeting we hightailed it out of there to get back to the twig. Got there during the sacrament. (Would have been there sooner had not a cop shadowed me for like 15 miles...!) But it turned out the organist, J, had slept in (it was daylights saving time, [and he is a college student]) so I then had to play the organ! What a terrifying experience! I think I did okay, though! No one walked out, at least. But anyways, what a great week! The church is true! Miracles happen! So do baptisms!

Love

Elder Wright

Elder Tall Wright and the Saga of the Ephrata Banjo