Thursday, October 29, 2009

THRILLER


Last Saturday I went to the Odessey Dance Company's THRILLER on a double date with Carly and Logan and me and Gregor. We drove up to the U, (Go UTES!), and walked over to Kingsbury Hall for the event. Our seats weren't the greatest, but we still got to watch these amazing dancers perform to Michael Jackson's Thriller and other Halloween-y music. I was so impressed with these dances! My favorite was the Frankenstein and His Bride dance. She was soooo limber, I would have died if a guy was flinging me around like that! Crazy!
After we went to my favorite 7-11 on 13th (just up the street from my old house) for some hot cocoa. So yummy! It was a great night, thanks to Car and Log for the tickets! I owe ya!!!

Friday, October 23, 2009

The Salt Lake Temple

First Presidency Message
The Salt Lake Temple

By President Gordon B. Hinckley
First Counselor in the First Presidency

Gordon B. Hinckley, “The Salt Lake Temple,” Ensign, Mar 1993

“Our Father in heaven, thou who hast created the heavens and the earth, and all things that are therein; thou most glorious One, … we, thy children, come this day before thee, and in this house which we have built to thy most holy name, humbly plead the atoning blood of thine Only Begotten Son, that our sins may be remembered no more against us forever, but that our prayers may ascend unto thee and have free access to thy throne, that we may be heard in thy holy habitation. And may it graciously please thee to hearken unto our petitions, answer them according to thine infinite wisdom and love, and grant that the blessings which we seek may be bestowed upon us, even a hundred fold, inasmuch as we seek with purity of heart and fulness of purpose to do thy will and glorify thy name.”

Thus spoke President Wilford Woodruff in dedicating the Salt Lake Temple on 6 April 1893. These opening lines of a remarkable prayer of dedication are a sermon in themselves. In these few words, which are the beginning of a long and beautiful petition, the prophet of that day acknowledged the Creator of the heavens and the earth. He acknowledged the fatherhood of God and the blessing extended to all of His sons and daughters to speak to Him in prayer. He acknowledged the Only Begotten of the Father, the Savior and Redeemer of the world, whose atoning blood was shed for each of us. He extended a plea that we might walk worthy of the blessings of the Almighty and with a desire to glorify His name.

This prayer of consecration is filled with thanksgiving for the blessings of the Lord upon His people. The occasion was the greatest and most significant event in the history of the Latter-day Saints in the Salt Lake Valley.

It is a thing of note that Wilford Woodruff had been the one to drive the stake marking the site of the temple four days after the 1847 arrival of the pioneers. On that occasion President Brigham Young had declared, “Here we will build a temple to our God.”

Brother Woodruff saw with his own eyes the forty-year pageant of the construction of this magnificent house of the Lord. At the time of the temple dedication he was eighty-six years of age. He had been sustained President of the Church four years earlier. He had known all of the latter-day temples that had been built before this—Kirtland, Nauvoo, St. George, Logan, and Manti. He had presided in the St. George Temple from the time of its dedication in 1877 until 1884.

Few, if any, had a better understanding of the purposes for which these structures are built. He grasped with eagerness and taught with clarity the importance of the ordinances in the house of the Lord and, particularly, of the validity of work for the dead and the manner in which families should be linked together in a great patriarchal chain.

Beautiful is the prayer that he offered in the dedicatory service of what was then the newest temple in the Church and which has remained the largest.

The work performed in every temple is identical and is equally efficacious. While the Salt Lake Temple was the first begun in the West, it was the fourth completed and dedicated. But it is the most widely recognized. It has been used to illustrate Church literature for a full century. It is known and recognized by Latter-day Saints and others not of our faith throughout the world.

If I may speak personally, one of the treasured blessings of my life is this Salt Lake Temple. It is not mine. It is the Lord’s. And yet I feel a certain sense of possession.

It is mine to look upon, and it is mine to enter. No special qualifications are necessary to admire it from the outside. Certain standards are required for those who enter.

It is a creation of beauty—
A symbol of strength
A haven of peace
A sanctuary of service
A school of instruction
A place of revelation
A fountain of truth
A house of covenants
A temple of God

I am fortunate to be able almost daily to feast upon its architectural beauty. I am blessed, as is every qualified member of the Church, to be able to enter its rooms and walk its halls. To me, it is an incomparable structure.

Who can deny its singular beauty? It follows no traditional pattern of architecture. It was constructed over a period of forty years. I am confident that many details of structure were changed during that period. And yet there is a flowing harmony in its pattern. It is anchored firmly in the earth and reaches toward the heavens. There is a solid symmetry in its design. Six major spires rise from the walls. And each of these major spires has a three-tiered set of four lesser spires.

The lines of the building are such that each of the towers seems to rise independently from the ground and yet all are tied together to create harmony and solidarity. Joining each set of spires is a row of castellated stone. Granite dentils and capstones add to the beauty of the design.

The variety of windows is interesting. Some are round, some oval, some have arched headings, others are narrow and perpendicular.

I write not as an architect. I write as one who loves the beauty found in the harmony of line and the decorative detail to be seen no matter the place from which one views.

I marvel at the architects who had only a very small amount of the kind of technical training received by professionals today. Except for the glass and some of the hardware, they had access only to native materials. I have no doubt that they were inspired from on high. They recognized that they were not simply constructing another building. They knew they were creating a temple of God.

Its granite walls give a feeling of substance and strength. Most of those who dressed and set the stones had learned their craft in England. They had come to Utah as converts to the Church. They were highly skilled, and the temple, after a century of time, shows this.

James Moyle, who was superintendent of the stonemasons, wrote:

“Not only days but weeks were required to dress some of the stones. … Many stones in the building required a high degree of skill on the part of the worker, for these come almost to a feather edge. One may see them from the ground in the large round windows. The grain is easily cracked since the small pieces of quartz, feldspar and mica in the composition fall apart when jarred. For this reason the feather edge was always cut last. If there was a miss hit, or if a given blow of the hammer were too hard, the work went for nothing, and weeks might be lost.” 2 There is an air of strength, a feeling of solid substance with an essence of delicacy in the massive granite of this sacred structure.

When the temple was completed, a wall was constructed surrounding what has come to be known as Temple Square. The traffic outside the wall is now frequently heavy and noisy. Within the wall, there is an environment of peace and beauty. The grounds with their artistic walkways, broad lawns, magnificent trees, and brightly colored flowers become a world apart from the outer surroundings. Visitors from near and far, who now come by the millions, speak of this.

Inside the temple a further sense of peace is experienced. The world is left behind with its clamor and rush. In the house of the Lord there is tranquillity. Those who serve here know that they are dealing with matters of eternity. All are dressed in white. Speech is subdued. Thoughts are elevated.

This is a sanctuary of service. Most of the work done in this sacred house is performed vicariously in behalf of those who have passed beyond the veil of death. I know of no other work to compare with it. It more nearly approaches the vicarious sacrifice of the Son of God in behalf of all mankind than any other work of which I am aware. Thanks is not expected from those who in the world beyond become the beneficiaries of this consecrated service. It is a service of the living in behalf of the dead. It is a service which is of the very essence of selflessness.

This sacred edifice becomes a school of instruction in the sweet and sacred things of God. Here we have outlined the plan of a loving Father in behalf of His sons and daughters of all generations. Here we have sketched before us the odyssey of man’s eternal journey from premortal existence through this life to the life beyond. Great fundamental and basic truths are taught with clarity and simplicity well within the understanding of all who hear.

This is a place of revelation. Here almost weekly the First Presidency of the Church and the Council of the Twelve Apostles have met since the time of dedication. Here there is earnest prayer with supplication for enlightenment and understanding. Here in these hallowed precincts there is discussion, quiet and restrained. And here is felt that inspiration which comes when men who are endowed with the highest authority of the eternal priesthood counsel together and seek the will of the Lord.

I was in that circle in that sacred room when President Spencer W. Kimball on a June day in 1978 pleaded with the Lord for direction on a matter fraught with tremendous consequences. It concerned the eligibility of all worthy men to receive the priesthood.

I can testify now, as I have testified before, that the spirit of revelation was felt on that occasion, and that the fruits which have flowed from that revelation have been sweet and wonderful for great numbers of people across the world.

The temple is also a place of personal inspiration and revelation. Legion are those who in times of stress, when difficult decisions must be made and perplexing problems must be handled, have come to the temple in a spirit of fasting and prayer to seek divine direction. Many have testified that while voices of revelation were not heard, impressions concerning a course to follow were experienced at that time or later which became answers to their prayers.

This temple is a fountain of eternal truth. “Whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst.” (John 4:14.) Here are taught those truths which are divine in their substance and eternal in their implications.

For those who enter these walls, this house becomes a house of covenants. Here we promise, solemnly and sacredly, to live the gospel of Jesus Christ in its finest expression. We covenant with God our Eternal Father to live those principles which are the bedrock of all true religion.

This is a temple of God. The entablature on its face declares “Holiness to the Lord—The House of the Lord.” The first phrase of this statement is a declared recognition of the Almighty and a pledge of holiness and reverence before Him. The second is a statement of ownership. This is His house, built through the consecrations of the people and presented to Him as their offering of love and sacrifice.

In this holy house, I was endowed as a young man before departing for a mission. Here I was later married under the authority of the holy priesthood in a relationship that death cannot break and time cannot destroy. And here I have entered to do that for which this house was designed, always leaving a better man than I was when I entered.

So it has been with countless thousands of those who have come to this temple where is felt the divine love of the Redeemer of the world.

Every temple in the Church, each somewhat different in its architectural design, offers the same blessings. We speak today particularly of the Salt Lake Temple because it was an even century ago that it was dedicated by a prophet of God. It took longer to build than any other—forty years. In terms of interior space and facilities, it is the largest ever built by our people.

It is a veritable fulfillment of the words of Isaiah:

“And it shall come to pass in the last days, that the mountain of the Lord’s house shall be established in the top of the mountains, and shall be exalted above the hills; and all nations shall flow unto it.

“And many people shall go and say, Come ye, and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, to the house of the God of Jacob; and he will teach us of his ways, and we will walk in his paths.” (Isa. 2:2–3.)

Thanks be to God for His holy house. May it stand, as it was built to stand, through the millennium yet to come and serve the needs of our Father’s children, those in this life and those beyond. May its doors ever be open to the faithful who may enter its portals and experience something of the divine.

Monday, October 19, 2009

Wedding Pics

I love this picture! We had to have our BFF, Zach in our family pictures! Love you!
Mom and Dad at the Luncheon. Such a great day!
The Happy couple. Mazel tov!
The sweetest picture of the day. Dean and Logan are so close and this picture is a tell-all.
Sealed and the Sealer. My grandpa Jack Vogl sealed Carly and Logan at the Mt. Timpanogos Temple.
Maria and Logan Peterson. Such a great picture!
This is probably my favorite. Grandma Pat and Papa Smith. Their life stories are incredible. I'm so glad they could come to Carly and Logan's wedding.
Thanks to Kimberly Nelson of Tilt Photography. You are a super star!!!

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Car's Wedding

I've had a few people tell me to blog about the wedding...I've been waiting for the pictures to come back, but I can post those later! The story is filled with drama, betrayal, friendship and of course, LOVE. (I should get paid for this.)
Friday (the day before the wedding) rolls around and of course there has to be a meltdown. Me, my dad and Logan all got sick with swine flu that week, but had all been cleared by the doctors to go ahead with the wedding seeing as we weren't contagious anymore. Someone in the wedding party notified the wedding planner (seriously the wicked witch of the west. NEVER book a reception through Fox Hollow or you'll get her...stay away) just to give her the heads up that there had been some sickness in the family, but things were fine. The planner then turns around, tells Fox Hollow management that we had this huge family swine flu epidemic and they cancelled on us at 4 o'clock FRIDAY!!! I am NOT lying! Can you believe it? They screwed us over on the reception AND the luncheon! I cannot tell you how frustrated everyone was. It was a nightmare and we were pissed! How did it all work out, you ask? Keep reading.
So everything was cancelled. Drama-rama, but luckily, the Smith and Peterson families are pretty quick on our feet. The Petersons got a hold of the manager at Magleby's in Orem and they agreed to host and cater the luncheon last minute. I think we're all forever grateful for them and the food was DELICIOUS! The Smith's reserved the ward cultural hall and called in my mom's good friend, Debbie the Decorator. She really is a superhero, not even lying! Before you think, ugh, the cultural hall??? Let me tell you...after a lotta work, blood, sweat, tears and Thanksgiving Point decorations...that place was incredible! Seriously, if I get married, I'll do it at a church as long as I have Debbie the Decorator. It was so beautiful, we were getting complimented all night.
So now to the actual breakdown of the big day! The house was bustling at 6 am. Car was up heading over to our hairstylist's, Amber, while the rest of the Temple crowd got dressed and ready to go. At 7:45, Logan came to pick up Carly and they went to the Mt. Timpanogos Temple to be sealed for Time and All Eternity. The actual sealing was a 9, so Zach and I headed over around 8:20 along with the rest of the attendees. The Temple was wonderful and they were so happy! I cried like a baby when my grandpa sealed them forever. Such a sweet and beautiful marriage, the temple is the only place to do it!
After the sealing, we took pictures outside with the kids and family, then headed over to the luncheon. The food was great and we had a nice program. Zach and Mimi (Logan's aunt) did the "toasts" and I played the guitar and sang. Everyone cried some more and then my dad got up and spoke, and I cried harder. Poor Dean (Logan's dad) could hardly talk. It was so cute how much they love their kids. It was such a sweet luncheon. That's kind of all I want to do at my wedding. We can skip the reception. No worries.
We took some more pictures and FINALLY headed to the reception. It was amazing in there! Again, Debbie is the woman! We had photographer, Kimberly Nelson's pictures all over the place and the hall was gorgeous. Tons of great food, the cake was beautiful and the wedding party didn't look too bad either! I think they invited everyone in American Fork and then some, but it was great to see everyone and three hours later, Carly and Logan Peterson left on their honeymoon.
I am sooooo proud of my little sister. I love her so much, she's been my best friend for 23 years. She and Logan are a beautiful couple and they are going to be amazing together. Congratulations!!!

Friday, October 9, 2009

Ode to Brett Favre

Did you watch the Vikings/Packers game on Monday? Wow. I love you, Brett. True, I am a Dallas Cowboys fan, but leading one of the worst teams in the NFL to a 4-0 season? Being the only QB in the history of the game to beat EVERY team in the NFL, including your old team who sold you out for Younger, Bigger, and Better? To tearfully retire from the game you love after 16 years only to change your mind and come back to a team you don't fit in on then finally find a team that you can commit your excellence to? Brett, You Da Man! What you did Monday inspired me...of course I can't throw a 50-yard pass to a wide receiver for a touchdown, or make amazing plays, or find a hole to run in for a 2-pt. conversion, but your dedication to the game is awesome. Thank you for keeping my hope alive that there are still players that actually and truly LOVE the game of football.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Funny Pictures of the Day

I was browsing some funny pictures today and thought I'd share these with you! Enjoy!

Teacup Pigs...What is this world coming to? I still want one though.
I wish Oakley was like this in the water. He's such a baby.RUN!!!

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Car's Bridals

Carly and Logan had their wedding pics taken a couple days ago as well as Car's bridals. They are such beautiful people and FREAK! These are amazing pics! Enjoy!
There are more pictures of them at www.tiltphotography.com/blog. Congratulations you two! I love you both!