We had a handful of small miracles to make the day perfect. :-) I believe if we pay attention God shows us his love everyday.
Emily has said she wanted to be married in the Brigham City temple since she was a kid. We all said good luck with that because there isn't one. Well, right back at us, because now there is.
Ana was sick, puking, the night before the wedding. My dad was dealing with a nasty cold. They both received a priesthood blessing and Ana was fine and my dad was much better.
Emily wanted snow for her wedding. The scenery was looking a little dreary and blah with no snow. The night before her wedding it snowed. The perfect snow. 1-2" delicately covering everything in a blanket of white with little sparkles in the sun and melted off the streets. Heavenly Father loves her. :-)
I'm sad I didn't take more pictures of it! I only have one and then I stole all the rest from my sister Melissa's blog.
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| A Nativity scene outside the Brigham City Utah Temple |
| Joel and Emily Manwaring |
| Of course the obligatory kissing photo (my parents on the right, Joel's on the left) |
| Joel, Emily, my Grandma Day (Mom's mom) and my Grandma Sharp (Dad's mom) |
| Emily and Henry |
| a clip in Emily's hair her friend made for her |
| the guestbook made by Michael and Lili |
| letting off a lantern after the wedding reception |
If I Could Go to Galilee
by Carma Salveson
If I could go to Galilee and walk where Jesus walked,
And sit in tender grasses on the hillside where He taught,
If I could feel the gentle breeze as it lifted from the sea
Where He chose the humble fishermen, how full my heart would be.
If I could sit and ponder on a rock that knew His hand,
Or walk along the seashore, where His feet had touched the sand,
My spirit yearns within me, but it doesn’t seem my fate,
I’ll never walk where Jesus walked. I’ll never see –But wait!
I’ve worshiped in His temple, where I know He’s walked before,
Have His feet turned down this hallway? Have His fingers touched this door?
Has he stood here in this very room, and looked at what I see?
In the beauty of His temple, I can feel His love for me.
I close my eyes and picture Him - my worries melt away.
I don’t have to go to Galilee or travel far away.
My tender heart is filled with things He’d want me to be taught,
And my testimony burns within—I have walked where Jesus walked!
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