Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Spring has sprung, the grass is riz, I wonder where the warm iz?

Dear family and friends,

Cheers!!!!  It has been another wonderful week in Cambridge—still very cold—but the buds are showing up, the hyacinths are awake and the daffodils are profusely beautiful!  They are planted all over in the middle of grassy areas.  It is stunning!  We love our walks in the morning, the sound of the birds and the smells of green and spring, despite the fact that we still have hats, coats and gloves on! (In fact, today, it is snowing!!!!!)

We got to help serve at a funeral for Barry Palmer this week.  His funeral was incredible.  President Kenneth Johnson, the President of the London Temple (he used to be a member of the Seventy) was a speaker.  He spoke of the plan of happiness, our pre-earth life and where we go after this mortal existence.  It is just the kind of sermon I would like at my funeral.  It was so comforting and full of the Spirit.  Afterwards, a member of Barry’s family who is not a member of the church went up to President Johnson and said, “I had no idea that Barry is involved in a church that teaches this!”  President Johnson asked him if he would like to know more and he said yes!!!!  He got his business card, gave it to Brad and asked him to contact the mission president to pass his name on to the missionaries in his area.  I love funerals of righteous people!  The luncheon after the funeral didn’t consist of ham and funeral potatoes, or chicken salad and salads,  but rather, salmon, rice salad, quiche, crisps (chips), potato salad and other stuff I had no idea what it was.  In fact, on the sign up list for food, I had to ask a native Britianer what half  the stuff was.  But the people came and ate it all up.  It was a lovely day.  And like I said in my blog last week, at the cemetery (they call them crematoriams) the pall bearers lowered the casket into the open grave right onto the soil, without being put in a concrete vault.  Members of the family would throw a handful of soil onto the casket.  The sound of the soil hitting the casket was a little unnerving to me.  The day was cold, but beautiful, a fitting farewell for a very wonderful man!

We had the chance to attend the temple last week.  It was wonderful to be the witness couple and rub shoulders with members of the church!

We were able to set up teaching appointments with two people we have befriended in Cambridge!  Yeah!  We are inviting them to dinner and or lunch and to meet the young elders and sisters to teach them.  I’ll let you know how it turns out, but we are really excited!

We are teaching Andrew Tilbrook as I have told you.  He is an avid golfer and I said that he and Brad went golfing last Friday with John Cook, a member of our ward and a dear friend.  They had a great time.  What’s interesting, is that when they got to the golf course, Brad saw our neighbor, Tony, a non-member and invited him to join their threesome.  They had a fabulous time together and now Tony wants Brad to golf with him.  Wow, who says they won’t play golf in heaven!!!!?  They played 18 holes and they walked it.  I know you are all in shock that dad played 18 holes without a cart.  He did ok with the front 9, but said he fell apart the back 9!  Poor guy, was in a world of hurt when he got home!  I just laughed and felt no pity whatsoever!

We spent a lot of time with our YSA’s this week, which was great!  We are so proud of them.  They seem to be getting more and more comfortable with each other.  We now have a great committee who are working well together and reaching out to the other YSA’s.  We had a stake YSA institute this week in Ipswich, and then went to dinner at the Red Lion, a pub in Histon, where one of our inactive YSA’s is the chef.  I think he was really touched to have us there.  The food was fabulous, by the way!  Then on Sunday, we went by train to London with some of our YSA’s to a devotional in Hyde Park chapel to hear our Stake President, Simon Fagg speak!  He was brilliant!  He spoke on putting on the armour of God.  The thing that touched me was the scripture he read at the end from Romans 13:12; “let us put on the armour of light”.  As I look at these young single adults who we love so much, I see warriors armed with light.  I have learned more than ever before in my life, how the gospel fills us with light, a light of countenance.  We attended the baptism of David Thompson on Saturday in Bury St. Edmunds (I told you about him in my last blog).  His happiness was obvious.  The light in the eyes of the missionaries is obvious!  The light in the eyes of those who embrace the gospel with all their souls is obvious! 

Our time here in Cambridge is becoming more sweet!  As we walk through the town, we feel that this is home.  Kent told us that while he was on his mission, he felt the veil between the mission and home became very thick as he became immersed in the work.  That is exactly how we feel, not that we don’t miss our family and friends, but that this is our life and love it more every day!

Thank you for all your support and prayers.  We feel them!  We love you more than we can say!  Happy Birthday to Kent (March 1) and Sherri (March 4)!  We love you both!  You have brought such happiness to our lives and we cherish what we learn from you!  Have a great week!

The gospel is the only way to true happiness!  Keep the faith and keep smiling!!!!

With all our love,
Papa and Grandma
Dad and Mom

David Thompson's baptism--performed by Elder Nielsen.  Elder Wood is his companion.
David's nieces, friend Keisha Cossette, Faye, David's daughter and her son and Keisha's mum

picture taken in the tube in London

Elder Arnold Palmer Jackman--a true English bloak!  Isn't he adorable!!!
Making a mother's day gift for Isabelle and Alicia's mum (Mother's Day in the UK is on March 6)
Elder and Sister Jackman

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