Philadelphia Temple

I was pretty excited today when the announced a temple in Cordoba, Argentina. My daddy served his mission there. The area that was the Cordoba mission then, is something like 4 or 5 missions now. I was thinking how would that feel to be a part of that kind of growth.

Then they announced a temple in Philadelphia, PA. I know we mostly claim Nebraska as our home now that our family lives there but I didn't leave the Philadelphia area until I was 18. Philadelphia is my favorite city in the world!



I remember sitting in the little warehouse we met in for church and wondering if we would ever have a church building to meet in. So when our Stake president promised us a temple in our life time I had a hard time grasping the concept.

I can't imagine a better place for a temple. I love the city of Brotherly Love!



My mom was a history major when she was going to school at Widener in Chester, PA. So we went to every historical site known to man on the east coast. You name it I have been there, had my picture taken, and had a crush on the man reenacting some revolutionary war hero.

You know that sacred feeling you have when you are in the sacred grove or really anywhere in Kirtland or Nauvoo? The feeling is no different when you stand on battlefields in Gettysburg or in Independence Hall.



I would like to share one memory... We were sitting in THIS room while a historian recounted a story that made an impression on me.



During the constitutional convention Dr. Franklin, looking towards the president's chair, at the back of which a rising sun happened to be painted, and observed to a few members near him, that painters had found it difficult to distinguish in their art a rising sun from a setting sun. "I have," said he, "often in the course of this session and the vicissitude of my hopes and fears as to its issue, looked at that behind the president without being able to tell whether it was rising or setting: But now at length I have the happiness to know that it is a rising and not a setting sun."

For many years my family never missed a Fourth of July Mormon night at the Phillies. It is some of my favorite memories. After the game you get to go sit out on the field and watch the best firework show.



So now in the city of Brotherly Love, the city where the Declaration of Independence as well as the constitution were signed there will be a temple. Now you can have Mormon night IN Philly most any night you want. Except Sunday, oh and Monday.




I too Brother Franklin see that the sun is rising.