I sat beside my Sweetheart today in Church and listened to him sing and thought of all the years we have sat together and sang the hymns of the Church. Tears came to my eyes. Church is a great place to contemplate and take time to ponder. Not just on the spiritual but on what comes to mind. So as I thought of the years I thought of the buildings we have worshipped in.
One of the first was 13 The Mount, Belfast, home of the Belfast Branch.
Another was 10 Oxford Road, Dewsbury, West Yorkshire. Alan's home Branch until he went into the army and we got married. It was in Dewsbury that Alan visited in 1979 and met several members whom he knew growing up and found them still faithful. It touched his heart.
There are beautiful purpose built chapels in these towns now. Actually several in Belfast.
We lived in Colchester, Essex, while Alan did his National Service.
Then we came to Utah.
We have always lived in
West Bountiful
and there are two chapels that we attended although we have been in meetings in many Utah Wards.
We went to Zion as an extended family once and my Dad organized us on Sunday morning to have sacrament. Also, in several other States.
We served our Mission in Wellingborough, Northants, England and the Branch meetings were held in this building in the foreground.
We go to the San Clemente Ward when we go to the beach and love to come out of the Chapel because this is what we are anticipating.
But the hymns are the same, the order of service is the same and the doctrine is true.
