Nauvoo

Back in June we took a day trip to Nauvoo. Those of you who know where we live and know where Nauvoo is, you know that it's a little more than ambitious to make that drive in one day. We went with the Allred's and they are all sorts of adventurous and stuff and they had been planning the trip for a while when family was in town. If you know me, I am not so adventurous these days. I am happy to make it through the day with my sanity and all four children in tact, let alone a trek across Land-o-Lincoln. I need to point out that Mr Incredible took full advantage of how geographically retarded I am (sorry Mr. Hayes, I got nothin) and he said that it was only a three and a half hours drive. I figured that wouldn't be so bad, so off we went to Nauvoo, Illinois.

We got on the road and Mr. Incredible asks me to check the directions, thank you mapquest for informing me that the official drive time...4 hours 59 minutes!!!! His excuse...."I knew if you knew it was going to take us 5 hours you wouldn't have come." Sad thing is, he's probably right.

Anyway, we did it and we all survived and it was amazing. It made all it worth it when we got home around midnight and we thought the kids were asleep in bed when Sweet Pea came down the stairs in tears. I asked her what was wrong and she said that she wanted to say prayers with me and Dad, so we said prayers with her and asked why she was crying and she said they were happy tears. She had obviously felt the love and Spirit from such an amazing place. What a wonderful opportunity to teach her about how the Spirit of our Heavenly Father works and she was feeling how much He loves her.

My favorite was of course the Temple. It is so beautiful and I hope one day that we will be able to go and do Temple work there.

It brought me to tears to read this. I can't imagine how the Prophet Joseph and his brother Hyrum felt as they knew that they would not be returning.

We learned how the early Saints made rope...

and candles...

This was the blacksmith's shop...

where be brought home "prairie diamonds" or horseshoe nails shaped into rings.

THE END!