Seriously BLESSED

The magical iphone captured an even more magical summer outing with my chicklets. Here is a photo of the mother hen and number five chicklet getting set to tour the Beehive House in Salt Lake City. She is riding in the MOBY my lil sis gave me. I used it all the time when she was tiny, but I haven't used it much since she has grown. She LOVED it!! She is mighty happy, and so is her mama.

So the kids love to tour Brigham Young's home on Temple Square. It is such a fun outing and I thoroughly love the atmosphere. We first went to touch the Salt Lake Temple. I snapped this cute picture of my chicks. The children love to visit the temple. We found a quiet corner and sang the Primary song, I Love To See the Temple. I hope moments like this can be like drops of dew on the beginning stems of my child's testimony, planted deep within his heart.
It is no secret how wicked the world has become. Sometimes is seems the real secret is how wonderful this Earth really can be. It seems the joy we can find in the simple acts of every day life is some how hushed away into a corner, quietly waiting for the proper gratitude is truly merits.
It is this unsung joy I wish to give note to today. This outing was ordinary. Something we have done as a family numerous times. We visit the Beehive House on occasion and walk Temple Square often. The children are familiar with the surroundings we find here and the warm peace found in the shadow of the glorious Salt Lake Temple.
They enjoy the statues, seeing a bride or two, smiling at the sister missionaries, kneeling at the foot of the Christus statue, viewing an amazing model of the Salt Lake Temple, and many other rich sights for their hungry eyes.
It was indeed a wonderful day. But something extraordinary happened as we were winding our visit to a close. My dear friend called me and asked if we were still on Temple Square, and if so, we should come see her at work.
We did go see her at her "work". As we made our way to her office I looked up to see my children would in seconds come face to face with an apostle. President Henry B. Eyring was striding our way. I was immediately struck by the peace and power that hung around his whole body. I was eager and honored to have the chance for my children to meet this man of God. He shook each child's hand and then outstretched his hand towards mine.

"Hal Eyring," he said. "It is good to meet you."

What an amazing rush jolted through my body. What an amazing moment. He looked at little Norine and said she had the best "ride", referring to her being in the MOBY, and then he was off. An ordinary day, with an extra ordinary out come. Seriously so blessed.