Today is the official Pioneer Day holiday in this state. Genius Golfer has the day off, and The Boy left this morning for a week long high adventure camp at Flaming Gorge with his troop today. The Girl had swimming this morning and then had to work. I am home doing laundry--it just never ends.
But for what it is worth, I thought I would post just a bit about the gratitude I have for my own pioneer ancestors.
Mine never crossed the plains in handcart companies headed for Zion. But they crossed oceans to make new lives in America; they looked for opportunities that took them further west; they fought in the Civil War and many wards since then to provide my family a safe and secure land.
And more recently they exercised their faith and joined a church that brought them understanding and happiness. A Church with the restored Priesthood and eternal ordinances of the temples. A Church that requires service, standards, and even sacrifice.
For all these pioneers, I tip my hat and give thanks for the life I have today. They made it all possible. For that I am forever thankful.
Monday, July 25, 2011
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