Testimonies



 Our Sabbath started out with watching the Fast and Testimony meeting of Oxford 1st Ward. There were many dear people that I wished I could hug. One was Joan Evans, all 4 feet 6 inches of her - if that. 

She approached the podium walking slowly and using a cane. She had to practically stand on her toes to be level with the Mike. She has such a strong testimony of the Savior.

Aaron, a member of the bishopric bore his testimony about giving his children blessings before they start school. He said as he laid his hands on their heads, he had a powerful impression that the Lord loves them and knows them far better than Aaron does, and so he.stood waiting to hear how the Lord wants them to be blessed.

Each one had something special to bear testimony about. Each one was dear. I will miss this ward and it’s simplicity.

In the evening at 9, we watched Redfield Ward’s Testimony Meeting in Gilbert AZ Once again I heard emotions and expressions of gratitude to the Lord. I have come to love testimony meeting in recent years.

In between testimony meetings, we went to the British Museum and saw the most amazing displays from what seemed like every nation in the world, and dating back thousands of years. I am in open-mouthed wonder at what mankind has done and is doing. 

I am exhausted. We’ve seen so much, but we’ve barely scratched the surface.

It was all enough to whet our whistles to return one day.  Actually, the hope of returning softens considerably saying goodbye.


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