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I Stand All Amazed!

This past weekend was a very memorable one for me;  I received my endowments. This is something I’ve been thinking about doing for quite a long time, but wanted to make sure I was doing it for the right reasons.

Mt Timpanogos Temple (can you see me in the middle?!)

Well after several lengthy conversations with my parents, siblings and a few close friends, praying and fasting, I knew that I was ready. I called the temple, set the date and then notified friends and family.

I won’t go into details here about my experience, but I will tell you that I’ve never felt more beautiful, loved and calm as I did that day. I also strengthened my testimony about my Savior and His plan for us. I haven’t stopped smiling since Saturday, but thank heavens I stopped crying. It was such and amazing emotional experience for me and I’m so happy to have been able to share it with my family and friends!

Here are a few photos from the day.
















Mom, Me and Dad
















Me, my parents and sisters
















Me, parents and Granny and Papa Jay
















Julie, me and Jill



















The Johnson Clan! No, we aren't at Prom but you'd think we are by the way we're posed. My defiance is shown by tilting to a slightly different angle.


Thank you to everyone who was able to be there for me. I loved being able to spend such a special day with so many loved ones - even if I didn't get half of you in the pictures.

Comments

Beth and Jess said…
Wow I am SO happy for you. That is so exciting and you look Beeeutiful!!! It was so fun to see all of the family. I haven't seen everyone in SOOOO long. Anyway Congrats. And I am totally jealous you got to go to Disneyworld. I want to go.
Haley said…
Congrats! Glad it was a good experience. Mine was good, but I had to pee so bad during the whole session that I couldn't really savor the experience. No one had warned me how long it was going to be...
Rachel said…
Wish I could have been there. Love your guts!
Ashley said…
That is so exciting Erin! It was an emotional experience for me as well (as I'm sure it is for most people). I especially couldn't stop crying during the Initiatory (sp?).

And I have to say I'm a little peeved at you for going to Disneyland and not even calling me, we could have there at the same time! We go all the time. Glad you had fun! And Congrats!!!
Ashley said…
Okay, so maybe I should read a post before I comment on it. I just saw Mickey Mouse and assumed it was Disneyland, not DisneyWORLD. You are forgiven. :o)
Marti said…
Erin- It's Marti Johnsen. Found your blog on Jeff and Rachel's. You look great! Congrats on such a special day- that's wonderful. Glad you are doing well. I loved seeing you and catching up at Access gatherings. I hope you like what you're doing now. Send me an email and I will invite you to our blog. Take care!

mjohnsen13 at hotmail dot com
Erin said…
Well, first of all I'm not even sure I knew you had a blog! So I'm thrilled you left a comment on mine so I could find yours! And second of all, congratulations! Going through the temple is such an amazing, beautiful, overwhelming, emotional (and so many other words) experience. I am so so happy for you. We need to get together and catch up!
Charity said…
This is your brother -

Congrats!! Sorry I missed it, but proud none the less.

And that Ashley chick sure can get off topic can't she?

Anyways, you're awesome and sweeeeeettt!!!!!!

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