We met my older brother, his family and my dad + Sherry in Nauvoo over Memorial weekend.
We took McKay and Macey in 2018, but it was so wonderful to go back and even better to be with cousins. There was so much to tour, experience and see. Our time there will be deeply treasured.
Jack, Brooke and McKay completed over 40 family names in the Nauvoo Temple baptistery. My dad was able to baptize each of them and Jack baptized Rich and Chief! Katie and I were witnesses and Bryan took it all in. We were able to spend time in the artifact hallway and see the very first temple clothing, a sword of Joseph Smith, original paintings and the first keys to the Temple doors.
I participated in the same ordinance over two decades ago as a youth and still remember the font (the largest one in any temple). Growing up, my parents took me and my brothers to the ground breaking, open house and we participated in the dedication in 2002. Bryan and Katie were married in this temple in and we all have special memories of that time. What precious moments to bring our next generation to such a meaningful House of the Lord.
Two full days were spent in Historic Nauvoo. In our time at all the little town had to offer, we learned so much! Hands on experiences left us with such an increased knowledge and appreciation. The group learned and participated in making ropes, bricks, candles, barrels, horseshoes, newspaper, mail, guns and more. We rode on a horse drawn carriage, then on a wagon and a team of oxen slllooowwwy pulled us around too. Tours were routinely offered everywhere and the dedication to the restoration of the sites was incredible. I especially loved visiting Jospeh and Emma’s homes and seeing their graves. The missionary performances were such a highlight and our favorite way to end both days.
^^Visiting Carthage Jail.
We loved hearing how those murdered here were in high spirits and knew they were doing God’s work.
That we can find comfort in our hardest days by looking to our Savior.
Sunset on the Mississippi River.
According to my amateur research, me and my kids are decedents of over 25 Nauvoo Pioneers who crossed in this same spot in 1846.
At the end of the Trail of Hope, the missionaries encouraged us to think about this embankment when we have unknown seasons in our life and to trust in God, just as has been done before.
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Our time in Nauvoo was wonderful.
Our cups were filled with family and the Spirit.
Watching the budding testimonies of our youth grow over the weekend was worth everything.
We can do hard things and those Nauvoo Saints will always be our inspiration.