Tomorrow, my three week journey will come to a close. It has been a wonderful adventure through history, giving me a greater appreciation for the enduring sacrifices of the early saints and our founding fathers. I am eternally in their debt for their dedication and sacrifice for what I can enjoy today.
History, if not revisited from time to time, becomes less important to us in our busy lives. I have had the honor and privilege, that not many get or take, to walk in the footsteps of some very important men and women in history. At Winter Quarters, and in Nauvoo, Kirtland, Harmony, Fayette, Independence, Liberty, Far West, Adam-Ondi-Ahman, and Palmyra, I felt some very special and sacred feelings, feelings that will stay with me for a very long time.
As I stood in the Assembly Room in Philadelphia, walked the grounds of Arlington, gazed upon the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution and toured the great monuments in Washington DC, I was proud to be an American. I am grateful for the millions of sacrifices made in my behalf for the protection of my freedoms and agencies.
As personal trials and challenges come, as I know they will, I will draw my faith and courage from the historical lives that have touched me so personally these past three weeks. Thank you my fellow saints and friends from the past.
I am eager to arrive home. I have a greater love for my dreamgirl, my family and my friends.
I’m coming home a different person than when I left…I have found my Sacred Grove.