Sarah and I took a field trip today to the Relief Society Building.
We took trax. Luckily for us, trax picks up right by our house, and dropped us off on Main Street and 100 s. The Relief Society Building is on 76 South and Main Street. I had no idea that the Church Plaza was considered Main Street. Luckily some Senior Missionaries pointed us in the right direction.
We had heard that there was a Relief Society Resource Room. It was more than that; it was also a Primary and Young Women's Resource area, and an inspiration to me. It was stunning and there was a gentle-womanly-strong feeling there. How I wish that I had bigger words to encompass how I felt about it.
About three weeks ago, Sarah learned who the Savior is. I pointed Him out to her in a painting at Church, and immediately, she identified him in every painted scene. I was amazed at how fast she learned. She ran to the paintings of the Savior in the Primary Resource Room. It was the missionary who looked at her and recognized that she was saying, "Jesus".
We took trax. Luckily for us, trax picks up right by our house, and dropped us off on Main Street and 100 s. The Relief Society Building is on 76 South and Main Street. I had no idea that the Church Plaza was considered Main Street. Luckily some Senior Missionaries pointed us in the right direction.
We had heard that there was a Relief Society Resource Room. It was more than that; it was also a Primary and Young Women's Resource area, and an inspiration to me. It was stunning and there was a gentle-womanly-strong feeling there. How I wish that I had bigger words to encompass how I felt about it.
The women of the Relief Society donated $500,000 for this building, each contributing $5.00 which was a considerable amount of money following WWII.
Below is the Dedicatory Prayer of the Building. It is a prayer of exquisite sweetness. It reminds me of what a member of the Relief Society is...
On this memorable occasion, we praise thy name for the organization of the Relief Society of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, for the thousands of loyal, faithful, beautiful women who compose its membership. Their devotion to duty is never-ending; their loyalty to Thee and to Thy Priesthood unquestioned; their administrations to the sick and to the needy, untiring; their sympathetic, gentle services give hope to the dying, comfort and faith to the bereaved (President David O. McKay, October 3, 1956).
I was shocked when I walked into the building. This picture does not do it justice. It is lovely. It has a women's touch-no-a heavenly woman's touch. It reminded me immediately of the Celestial Room of the temple.
I was shocked when I walked into the building. This picture does not do it justice. It is lovely. It has a women's touch-no-a heavenly woman's touch. It reminded me immediately of the Celestial Room of the temple.
After looking at the beautiful portraits of former Auxiliary Presidents, we went to level G. This was the resource area. It was hosted by the sweetest of missionaries. These missionaries were required to be Stake Auxiliary Presidents in order to serve in the Resource area. They helped put together resources for anyone serving. I mostly enjoyed the art and design of the rooms.
Even the hallways were decorated with wonderful handmade art from around the world. Sarah loved this quilt.
Each room had gorgeous customed made rugs (Below, Sarah is standing on the Primary one). The Primary had commissioned Walter Rain to paint the additional three paintings of the Second Coming for the Primary Children. I recall that the Primary commissioned an Arnold Frieberg to do some Book of Mormon paintings. Because of those, I came to the knowledge that Nephi and his family were gi-normous with Michael Landon-like muscles and thick flowing hair. I love them. I am so grateful for the Primary.About three weeks ago, Sarah learned who the Savior is. I pointed Him out to her in a painting at Church, and immediately, she identified him in every painted scene. I was amazed at how fast she learned. She ran to the paintings of the Savior in the Primary Resource Room. It was the missionary who looked at her and recognized that she was saying, "Jesus".
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Oh, and I'm wildly jealous of anyone with access to public transportation. We're still a $4.09/gal and it's starting to get cold enough that bikes don't cut it anymore.