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Once a Week

I was reading a book recently, where the author talked about how for most of her adult life, her goal had been to get to the temple once a month, and how difficult sometimes it was even to attend that much.  She then talked about how a Sunday School teacher had told their class the difference that had come into his life by attending the temple once a week.  So she decided to do make that a goal for her own life, and testified that "I can't tell you how, but attending the temple once a week makes everything in life better."

For most of my adult life, I've been just like this woman - struggling to get to the temple once a month, and then when I finally do get there, being not quite as worshipful as I'd like to be - being overcome with exhaustion or worry or impatience instead.  This despite living in close proximity to no less than six temples. So in an effort to make more of my temple experience, and put the author's promise to the test, I decided to try to go once a week. In the last five weeks I've gone 4 times.  The two temples closest to me are Salt Lake and Jordan River, so I've been alternating between those, and alternating the ordinances I participate in. While I haven't seen any drastic change, I do think I've felt more worshipful when I'm inside the temple, and a bit more peaceful outside.  That alone is a positive change.





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What a great goal! Wish we were able do something like that - we are lucky if we are able to go more than twice a year.... good example! :)

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