This is the kids and I back in 2004.
On Saturday morning as we pulled into the Temple I felt emotional and I always get this coming home feeling. I love the feeling of being in the Temple. In the temple we do ordinances for our ancestors who have died and not had a chance to hear about the gospel or even Jesus Christ. I was able to watch Emily doing baptisms for the dead. This is when we are baptised just the same way as always and the person baptising you adds the words, for such and such who is dead, and the person is fully immersed under the water, just the same as Jesus Christ was by John the Baptist. We believe that the people who we are doing the work for can accept the ordinance or reject it, it is up to them.
It is a good feeling being able to participate in this service and I particularly enjoy the strength I receive through it.
I returned home Saturday evening and woke up sunday morning to Rohan who had written me the most beautiful poem I have ever received. It was his own words and written from his heart. He has obviously got a way with words.