A week before Christmas I got a phone call from a member of our Bishopric asking if I would say a few words about our church building that is being torn down. I shouldn't have answered the phone that evening!! I felt honored, but upon thinking about what to say the more nervous I got. Give me a quilt or bag class and I'm fine, but public speaking isn't one of my specialties. We have lived in this ward for 23 years and I have lot's of fond memories here. Our church building was dedicated in 1909 and has been remodeled several times. But the first memory of the building is one told by mom. Both sets of our parents held their wedding receptions there. If you didn't know it one would think our mom's are even wearing the same dress. I shared pictures and stories of both with everyone and then told some of my personal thoughts on attending this great building. We are looking forward to a new one to take it's place.
January 16, 2011
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I can really imagine how nervous you must have been. For me speaking in public is very scary to! But you do have really good memories to tell! Hope you will have a new church soon!
I hate to see the old church buildings torn down. Are they building the new church on the same site? Where will you go to church while the new church is being built?
You did a fabulous job though! It was neat to hear your stories and perspective. I keep thinking I should have taken a picture of us by the church too. :( Oh well...
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