I have had a great love of the temple since I was a little girl. I remember watching my mom prepare to go by ironing her clothes. I remember my grandpa getting up at 4:00 in the morning to go work in the Salt Lake and Bountiful temples. He had a deep love for the temples, and it rubbed off on me. I love the peace that I feel as I enter the temple. I love the quiet and clean atmosphere that invites the Spirit. I know that I can go to the temple and feel my Heavenly Father’s love. This year I have attended the San Diego, Bountiful, Salt Lake, Ogden, Jordan River, and Washington D.C. temples. The Spirit is the same in all these temples. I am grateful for this love that I have for the House of the Lord.
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My experience going to the Ogden Temple was beautiful. I think that the temples, all the temples, are places where you can really feel the Holy Ghost. The temple is a place that is pure and sacred.
I love attending a temple open house because it gives me the rare chance to see parts of the temple I would normally not be able to. Being able to go through and see the other rooms gets me excited for my future, and I have high hopes for the rest of my life.
I love the temple SO much! At the Ogden Temple open house I had a great time. When I walked into the sealing room it was like a wave came over me--a wave of the Spirit. It was awesome.
by Jessica Gray
I have done a lot of family history work in the last year. I have a lot of ancestors whose names I have found and been able to perform baptisms for them. I have a strong testimony of family history. Lately I have been doing a lot of research with my dad for my great-great-grandmother Rosie May Smith. We have found most of her kids but not her parents yet.
I went to the Ogden Temple open house with my cousin. She is my age and was baptized when she was eleven, but she was inactive and her stepparents were very unsupportive. Fortunately the week she was with her real dad (my mom’s brother) she was able to come with me to the Ogden Temple. I watched her light up going from room to room. After we had walked though the celestial room she told me that she was going to go back to that room someday.
I remember sitting in the visitors' center next to the temple. I was there with my whole family, which was something that happened a lot due to the sports in my family. I was sitting next to my older brother when the topic of the Second Coming came up. We began talking to him about the general conferences that would happen when Christ came. The thoughts came of who was going to be there with us. I’m grateful I am sealed to my family for eternity through temples. I’m grateful that we have temples all around us.
The first time I went to the temple was to do baptisms for the dead was for ancestors of mine. When my family was in the car driving home I felt this warmth in my heart that I had never felt before. It felt as if my ancestors were thanking me for the work I done for them. It was a feeling I want to have with me forever. I can’t wait until I can go the temple again.