"God be with you till we meet again."
~Jeremiah E. Rankin
When I first moved to Utah over 16 years ago, I promised myself I would take advantage of living so close to Temple Square.
And I have.
I can't count how many events I've attended at the Conference Center, Tabernacle, Assembly Hall, and the Delta Energy Solutions Vivint Smart Home Your Ad Space Here Center.
I've gone to the musical production of Savior of World multiple times.
I saw Light of the World, a special production for the 2002 Olympics.
I've seen the Utah Jazz play from the hospitality suite.
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I've attended several weddings and sealings at the Salt Lake City Temple, which is where I was married.
I have a frequent diner card for the Lion House and have even eaten lunch in the room where Brigham Young organized the Young Women program.
I have celebrated my anniversary at the Roof even when we had very little money.
I visited my ancestor's ironing board on display at the Church History Museum.
I have peeked inside the cabin where my ancestor, Christopher Riding lived which is sandwiched between the two buildings.
I know the best parking spots and the shortcuts to avoid tourists.
Yesterday, the kids and I went to the Conference Center to attend the live broadcast of Music and the Spoken Word.
Of all the events at Temple Square, Music and the Spoken Word is my absolute favorite. There is a special feeling connected with that show.
Did you know Music and Spoken Word is 88 years old? Most people who are alive have only known a world with Music and the Spoken Word in it.
Just before the show ended, I started to get melancholy. I realized that I wouldn't be able to come to Temple Square whenever I want. Instead of a 35-minute drive, it will now be a 5-hour plane ride.
One of the reasons why I like to attend the broadcast live is because they always do something that you don't get to see on TV or hear on the radio. After the cameras turn off, they sing a song to the audience.
I know that no one who was singing that song knew that I had been there several times and that this was going to be my last for a long time. But in a weird way, they did know. I felt like they knew my sadness and were trying to comfort me. It's as if they were saying,
"God will be with you in NYC. Don't worry, we'll meet again."
Never has that sweet hymn had so much meaning for me.
Never has that sweet hymn had so much meaning for me.
If you ever have a chance to go to Salt Lake City, visit Temple Square. If you have a long layover, they even have a free shuttle for you.
And if you do, will you tell it "Hi" for me?
And if you do, will you tell it "Hi" for me?
Love it. Good luck in the Big Apple. I will look forward to these blog posts. As you probably know, our oldest son is an actor and lives in New York. I'll let you know the next times he performs in the city.
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