Returning home to the House of the Lord.

There are many of us who come home for Christmas, and some that go away for Christmas. In our case...we spent Christmas in our home in Jersey. Gathering around with friends, and family over the Christmas holiday to eat good food, reminisce, exchanging gifts, eating homemade carrot cake with pear Cinnamon cider is all fine and dandy, but something was still missing.

And just like that...Christmas is over...
Besides spending time with family and friends, one of the greatest joys in life...especially around Christmas time is spending it with our Heavenly Father.

With the hustle and bustle that occurs during this season we tend to forget the significance of what the season is about and the reason that brings us that joy in gathering around with friends and family, and how ironic it is to know that there is a building in which we can go to help us be even more closer to those we love.

Attending the temple is something that is dear to my heart, and it feels good knowing that I need not be invited to attend. It is a joy and a privilege knowing that I have an open invitation to attend the temple at any time.

While our husbands were out working hard in the 'world' yesterday attending the temple with my dear friend Maggie was a blessing, and since we didn't return home to visit our families out west, or in Texas this Christmas...returning "home" to the House of the Lord is the closest thing to feeling His love and peace that we all so deserve.

Especially when it's so close to the end of the year.