Utah was founded by the Mormon pioneers in 1847 after enduring unimaginable losses and seeking a place of peace. July 24th marks the anniversary that the first wagon trains arrived in the Salt Lake Valley. Their numbers were greatly diminished by crossing the country in wagons and handcarts, dying of scurvy, tuberculous, malaria, starvation, unidentified fevers, and freezing to death. This, they found preferable to facing the extermination order put forth by Governor Boggs of Missouri. I believe this is the most courageous act of faith - to leave all they had that was familiar and travel the rough terrain in the unknown in search of a place where they could worship in peace. My daughters left this morning for a small re-creation of what the pioneers experienced. I don't love the idea since I know so many of the pioneers died but it is a way for many of the youth to connect to their ancestors and understand what many of the early members endured for their faith. The youth were asked...
It was super cloudy here, too. I actually stayed up half the night, watching it online.
ReplyDeleteI am THAT lame...or wonderful.
I'm too tired to discern which word is the better fit.
Last night it stormed up more rain to fill the lake formerly known as our street.
ReplyDeleteWe watched the eclipse today on Jeff's i-phone from the comfort of a booth at Shaker's Coffee Shop. We're super back-to-nature like that.
Miss you.
I'm impressed you stayed awake to catch it. I went to bed knowing I could come out to blogland today and find it somewhere.
ReplyDeleteI was puking my guts out...at least you had snow. We rarely get a white Christmas, it almost always snows around Thanksgiving then not again until January. Washington is crazy like that. :p
ReplyDeletebut what are the red, yellow and orange aliens doing in the picture?
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