Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Off He Goes

I'm still trying to figure out how to get pictures on this computer. It's old enough that it doesn't even have a slot for a memory card. Anyway...

We left the house yesterday at around 6:30 in the morning. After around six hours in the car, we pulled into Nauvoo. I could tell that Chandler was getting nervous, because he kept asking how much longer. We ate lunch, if you can call it that, at a little local dive. (It wasn't very yummy) Then we headed over to the hotel to check him in. There was a long line of people, so we waited for a while, but the weather was pretty good, and in the shade, we were pretty comfortable. When it was our turn, I told Chandler that Russell and I were going to hang back and let him go for it alone. I reminded him to speak loudly and clearly, and stepped back. Bless his heart, he's so agreeable, and just stepped up to check in. He got his lanyard, his backpack thing, his hotel key, his t shirt, and his itenerary book, and headed back over to Russell and I. By the time he got to us, he had already misplaced his lanyard, so he and Russell went back around to find it. We headed out to the car, handed Chandler his luggage, and sent him on his way. As he walked toward the hotel, I watched him pulling his luggage, his new EFY backpack slung over his shoulder, eyes to the ground, and reminded myself that I KNOW this is going to be good for him. I think I actually handled it better than Russell. He was a shy kid, too, and said that he remembers well the feeling of heading off alone. I get that, but I believe with all of my heart, that this experiece will be positive for Chandler. I believe that his testimony will grow, that his courage will grow, and that he will come away stronger and more confident in himself.

After we dropped him off, Russell and I drove over to the temple and took some pictures. Wow. There is such an amazing spirit there. The plaque on the temple says "Commenced April 6, 1841". The temple was unfinished when the Prophet was killed, and the saints decided to move west.  Knowing that it would likely be destroyed, they cut no corners, and finished it anyway. They used the finest materials, and put all they had into this building. All while trying to prepare to head out, gathering food supplies, building wagons and handcarts, etc. It's just so amazing.

Chandler will have the opportunity to go into the temple this week.  I wish I could be there with him, but that's sort of the point, isn't it? That I'm NOT there.

He'll be good.

Now if I can just make it through the week without dying from worry. And hopefully I won't drive Heavenly Father mad with the near constant prayers for him...

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