Sweet is the Work

Last week Todd and I had the great pleasure of taking Cole to the Draper Temple. It was our first time. With Cole. Just our little family. I wished Ethan could've been there too. We weren't complete, it was bitter sweet. But, it's the sweet part I wanted to blog about. What a cool experience!

Let's back up. Over two years ago, I started working on some family genealogy on Todd's side of the family. His dad is a non-member and his mom a convert to the church-Todd too, he was eight or nine when he joined the church. So, needless to say, there is a lot of work that needs to be done. Lots of family that still need to be found and that are waiting for their work to be completed. I love, love doing family history work! I couldn't find enough hours in my day. I didn't want to stop or put it down. I delved in and got a good start. But then, I had the distinct impression that this was just not my season to do this work. I ended up putting it aside, reluctantly.

Fast forward. My mom, who is serving a part time mission at the Family History Library for the church, called me up one morning. She had a name come to her in the middle of the night. She wasn't familiar with who it was. It ended up being Todd's great grandfather, Frank Kiss, the line I had been previously working on two years earlier. She felt pretty strongly that he was waiting. My mom, who has so much more free time than I do took it upon herself to start researching. Through her research, we were able to get a good start on 10 family names that included Todd's great and great, great grandparents on his grandmother's side.

It was these 10 names that we took to the temple. My mom came along to watch. I did baptisms for four female names. It was really cool because Todd was the one that actually got to baptize both Cole and I for his family. His family! Todd was baptised for his great, great grandfather, Daniel Szekretar, who Todd's dad was named after. How cool is that? I've never done temple work for a relative(s) before. It was such an amazing experience, not to mention that it was Cole's very first time doing baptisms! I don't have the words in my vocab to describe what I was feeling. I was definitely on a spiritual high. We all can't wait to do more family names.

Off the subject, a pretty cool thing happened while at the temple. I ran smack into Christian Nielson-you know Nienie's husband. I am an avid follower of her blog. Earlier that same day they were on Oprah, although I had not watched Oprah yet. I made Todd go talk to him in the men's dressing room at the temple. I wanted "Mr. Nielson" to know just how incredible I think he and Nienie are. They inspire me, daily. She, especially. That's a whole other post.

Anyway, I'm so very glad that I have three temples within 15 min. of my home. I am incredibly blessed to live in this time and in this place. I hope to be able to meet the family members that I did work for when I get to the other side. I anxiously, sweetly, look forward to that.