Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Two mountains...

My family and I went on our last "5 family" vacation before I leave for the mish.... MOUNT RUSHMORE!!

Call us weird, but we love trips like this. We all have passports for the U.S National Parks, so any opportunity to get a stamp is just awesome for us!

Our GPS was programmed to have George W Bush's voice... It was always so great to hear him say "You have reached your desti-fication" hahahaha!! Poor W. ;)

But while we were on vacation we saw Martin's Cove,


Independence Rock,


Devil's Tower (in Wyoming),



Mount Rushmore,





Crazy Horse Mountain, (will take decades to finish!)



Wind cave, (200 feet below!)


 the Badlands,   


and the beautiful Black Hills. We stayed in a cabin in the Black Hills, and were only 15 minutes away from Mt. Rushmore.

Gosh we all had so much fun! We drove FOR.EV.ER... so we all got kinda crazy.


But it was so fun :) Jamming to Billy Hill (our favorite show at Disneyland), Disney songs, listening to Brian Regan and just dying, and having comic-drawing contests between us sibs.

We were gone from Sunday night to Thursday. It was great.

So when we got home, the next day was my birthday which meant.... TEMPLE!!!

I LOVE the temple so so much!! It was INCREDIBLE. The Spirit is so strong in the Lord's house, and I just want to go back over and over again! So much is taught in the temples, and it is my prayer that everyone lives in such a way to get themselves to the sacred temple. It changes lives :)

I decided to receive my endowments in the Salt Lake Temple. My mom was my escort, and I was so grateful to have her there right by my side. My parents were so helpful in the temple; it made me so much more at peace. It was so awesome to see so many of my aunts and uncles, and to have my Grandma Godwin and both Grandma and Grandpa Moore there. I have such an amazing support group, and it was just a little piece of heaven to have them share that day with me.

It's interesting to think of the temple as our own kind of mountain. Driving towards Mount Rushmore, you could tell everyone on the road couldn't stop looking at it. When we have something in sight, it's easier to make it to our true destination. The Temple is our mountain, and when kept as our guiding point we will reach our true destination; our Heavenly Father.

And I was right... I'll never ever forget that day. Ever.
I've said it before, but I'll say it again... My life is awesome :) And I'm eternally grateful.

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