Yesterday, I began my service as an ordinance worker at the Salt Lake Temple. I was terribly nervous beforehand, and part of me wanted to call and say I wouldn't be coming after all. But I knew I needed to be there, and dutifully got myself down to the temple.
And I needn't have worried. I got there in time to get my name tag, change my clothes, and get to the chapel in time for a Preparation Meeting/Christmas Devotional from the Temple President and Matron. Then it was on my way. I was whisked downstairs to the training room, given a few instructions, and posted to several different spots to stand and direct people, and encourage reverence.
Since it was my first day, they only had me work for a few hours. But come January 2nd, I'll be working my regular Saturday shift. As a bonus, several other friends and acquaintances also serve there at the same time, so I was able to catch up and have some mini-reunions. It was a nice day, and despite an aching lower back, and sore feet, a wonderful day.
And I needn't have worried. I got there in time to get my name tag, change my clothes, and get to the chapel in time for a Preparation Meeting/Christmas Devotional from the Temple President and Matron. Then it was on my way. I was whisked downstairs to the training room, given a few instructions, and posted to several different spots to stand and direct people, and encourage reverence.
Since it was my first day, they only had me work for a few hours. But come January 2nd, I'll be working my regular Saturday shift. As a bonus, several other friends and acquaintances also serve there at the same time, so I was able to catch up and have some mini-reunions. It was a nice day, and despite an aching lower back, and sore feet, a wonderful day.
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