The Sabbath is a delight

 The leaves turned this week and this morning it was 27 degrees when we went to 7 AM choir practice. I love this time of year and I love Sundays. What a good idea Heavenly Father had, to ask us to rest from our normal routines and to remember the sacrifice of his son once a week.
We  miss our children and friends of course, but we are so grateful to be here and having this experience.  The Facility missionaries work behind the scenes and we do very physically tiring work, but just like the people who followed Alma, the Lord makes our physical burdens light. I know I'm able to do much more than I thought possible.
Tomorrow we will pull the frozen flowers from the Carthage flower beds.  Then Dee and I will drive up to Iowa City to stay in a hotel, because  early Tuesday morning he has carpal tunnel surgery. He is so ready to have this affliction removed so that he can sleep at night.  He has continued to do his work during the day, but he is very tired.

These trees are out our front door.