Temple Boy
Hi temple boy!
I kept wondering all day how your day at the temple was going, what it was like, how busy you were, how much you got to use your language. The Oakland temple seems a little unique, with all the woodwork etc. Did I see that there’s even wood paneling in the celestial room. Are there any general authorities there?
Monday I went on hike to a small peak just above suncrest in Draper. The hike itself was average, just an abandoned road base. I wonder if it will ever be finished for houses or if it was abandoned or surrendered to the state for other reasons. Developers wouldn’t put that much money into all of that infrastructure for no reason. Maybe the never got a permit.
Anyway, back to the hike. So it’s starting to warm up here, and there really was no shade on the trail. I really was becoming disappointed in the hike. Then I took this spur trail that went up to this peak, I think it’s called alien pyramid peak, I’m not kidding, because there’s a small pyramid structure made out of angle iron set on a concrete pad. The towers is maybe 15th tall. I really couldn’t deduce a purpose for it. I am sure it was not made by aliens though. The best part of that location though is that you could see both Utah and Salt Lake valleys perfectly from there. I thought it might be a fun place to go see fireworks.
After the hike, I went to go visit your aunt Patti in the hospital. Her surgery went very well. Even with the benefit of medical professionals, I do consider it a miracle. Your cousin Cecily said that after the surgery, the doctor told them that she should be completely healed. She said it reminded her of the things I said when I gave her a blessing last Friday. She does have to be careful for the next 12 weeks while she heals.
You know we went to grandmas to weed after I sure love being there.
Yesterday I went to the Jordan River temple. I’m really trying to keep up on my Go to the mountain theme until i find a job or figure out how to be productive. It’s been good for my mental health, though I still get pretty low sometimes.
Yesterday the bishop called us in. He’s encouraging us to take an order from the bishops store house. Let me be clear, we are ok for now (and for at least another 2 or 3 months before we have to get into our bigger retirement account), and for now I don’t think we need to. But I know that is also my pride talking. As I thought about it, I don’t see how I can ask the Lord for help multiple time per day then refuse it when offered because I’m embarrassed, and I am embarrassed. So I’ll keep you posted on that little bit of pride busting progress.
This morning I went on a hike up Rose Canyon to the Yellow Cat trail. That’s on the very southwest corner of Harriman. There’s a bunch of roads up there that are now closed to vehicles. I think I drove part way up one several years ago. Anyway, it was nice and shaded. The scrub oak trees were just emerging from bud at the very top. They must of had blooms on them too because the was a steady hum of bees overhead. Sound is becoming one of my favorite parts of my hikes. The sounds of insects, birds (including a wood pecker) the wind, even the crunch of the trail underfoot are appealing to me. There was also the sound of live artillery fire in the distance from camp Williams. Most of the people I pass are either yapping or listening to earbuds. I’d miss the sounds. The last 3/4 mile of the hike was steep with a lot of loose rocks and little traction. I went down once on my bum, but nothing severe. I was just glad I was going down hill.
I think a lot on those hikes. Today it occurred to me that if someone said I could have a few months off to hike and serve, I would see that as a good thing, and be excited about it. What is so difficult is what I cannot see. When or if I’ll be back to employment. Reminds me of the fog in Lehi’s dream. It’s the fog that really messes us up. It’s the fog that makes us lose faith, it’s the fog that frightens us. It’s the fog that wears on our self worth. Just like aunt Patti, I know we are and will have our prayers answered. Sunday I fasted that I could see through that fog just a little. Not sure I can right now.
Tonight for mutual was the combined activity, outside games. Bishop is on a little tear about participation, he wants everyone involved. So he got after a good fourth of the youth for not being right into the activities. I’m kinda just happy everyone is together.
Well, my eyes are getting heavy so I’ll send this off. Just know I love you.
Pops
P.s. the pelicans got the right to Zion Williamson in the lottery.
I kept wondering all day how your day at the temple was going, what it was like, how busy you were, how much you got to use your language. The Oakland temple seems a little unique, with all the woodwork etc. Did I see that there’s even wood paneling in the celestial room. Are there any general authorities there?
Monday I went on hike to a small peak just above suncrest in Draper. The hike itself was average, just an abandoned road base. I wonder if it will ever be finished for houses or if it was abandoned or surrendered to the state for other reasons. Developers wouldn’t put that much money into all of that infrastructure for no reason. Maybe the never got a permit.
Anyway, back to the hike. So it’s starting to warm up here, and there really was no shade on the trail. I really was becoming disappointed in the hike. Then I took this spur trail that went up to this peak, I think it’s called alien pyramid peak, I’m not kidding, because there’s a small pyramid structure made out of angle iron set on a concrete pad. The towers is maybe 15th tall. I really couldn’t deduce a purpose for it. I am sure it was not made by aliens though. The best part of that location though is that you could see both Utah and Salt Lake valleys perfectly from there. I thought it might be a fun place to go see fireworks.
After the hike, I went to go visit your aunt Patti in the hospital. Her surgery went very well. Even with the benefit of medical professionals, I do consider it a miracle. Your cousin Cecily said that after the surgery, the doctor told them that she should be completely healed. She said it reminded her of the things I said when I gave her a blessing last Friday. She does have to be careful for the next 12 weeks while she heals.
You know we went to grandmas to weed after I sure love being there.
Yesterday I went to the Jordan River temple. I’m really trying to keep up on my Go to the mountain theme until i find a job or figure out how to be productive. It’s been good for my mental health, though I still get pretty low sometimes.
Yesterday the bishop called us in. He’s encouraging us to take an order from the bishops store house. Let me be clear, we are ok for now (and for at least another 2 or 3 months before we have to get into our bigger retirement account), and for now I don’t think we need to. But I know that is also my pride talking. As I thought about it, I don’t see how I can ask the Lord for help multiple time per day then refuse it when offered because I’m embarrassed, and I am embarrassed. So I’ll keep you posted on that little bit of pride busting progress.
This morning I went on a hike up Rose Canyon to the Yellow Cat trail. That’s on the very southwest corner of Harriman. There’s a bunch of roads up there that are now closed to vehicles. I think I drove part way up one several years ago. Anyway, it was nice and shaded. The scrub oak trees were just emerging from bud at the very top. They must of had blooms on them too because the was a steady hum of bees overhead. Sound is becoming one of my favorite parts of my hikes. The sounds of insects, birds (including a wood pecker) the wind, even the crunch of the trail underfoot are appealing to me. There was also the sound of live artillery fire in the distance from camp Williams. Most of the people I pass are either yapping or listening to earbuds. I’d miss the sounds. The last 3/4 mile of the hike was steep with a lot of loose rocks and little traction. I went down once on my bum, but nothing severe. I was just glad I was going down hill.
I think a lot on those hikes. Today it occurred to me that if someone said I could have a few months off to hike and serve, I would see that as a good thing, and be excited about it. What is so difficult is what I cannot see. When or if I’ll be back to employment. Reminds me of the fog in Lehi’s dream. It’s the fog that really messes us up. It’s the fog that makes us lose faith, it’s the fog that frightens us. It’s the fog that wears on our self worth. Just like aunt Patti, I know we are and will have our prayers answered. Sunday I fasted that I could see through that fog just a little. Not sure I can right now.
Tonight for mutual was the combined activity, outside games. Bishop is on a little tear about participation, he wants everyone involved. So he got after a good fourth of the youth for not being right into the activities. I’m kinda just happy everyone is together.
Well, my eyes are getting heavy so I’ll send this off. Just know I love you.
Pops
P.s. the pelicans got the right to Zion Williamson in the lottery.
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