Michael's Tree

We decided to revisit a couple of church sites during our break between temple shifts this past week.  It was a cooler day and kind of overcast, so we went to the top of the Hill Cumorah and had a picnic in a shaded, wooded area.  It was quiet and secluded and very nice.  

Next we drove 3 miles and spent an hour strolling through the Sacred Grove. Although we have been there a half dozen times, this was our favorite trip thus far because we were alone and not in a hurry, and because the peace was so strong . . . like sitting in the Celestial room at the temple.  

We went to a spot we had never been to before in search of “Michael’s tree.”  This was the name we gave to a place where our children had visited in May during the wedding activities.  Although we were not with them, they had taken a bunch of pictures.  I especially loved the one of our grandson Michael sitting in this one particular and distinctive tree.  

Once we found the spot, we sat on a bench and talked.  This area was among what are called the "witness trees" . . . 

trees so old that they were surely there when the prophet Joseph offered his prayer that resulted in the appearance of God the Father and His Son, Jesus Christ.  

The sun broke through the canopy of leaves and illuminated a spot near us.  It was such a beautiful moment and hard to describe due to how very sacred and still and peaceful it was.  

A thunderstorm started to roll through, so we thought it best to be on our way even though we hated to leave.  We made it to the barn near the Smith home where we took refuge from the rain for a few minutes.  It was a memorable afternoon spent together in a significant and sacred spot. 

 When we got back to the temple, I was assigned as guide to a sister going through the temple for the first time.  It was a fitting conclusion to a wonderful day!