It is 3:00 a.m.

It is another one of those "can't sleep nights."  Things keep swirling around in my brain, so I finally decided to get out of bed and write.

Yesterday I helped a sweet, elderly lady at the veil.  She was so thin that her hand appeared to be just bones covered by skin.  She was tall for a Mexican.  Her long white hair was pulled back in a low ponytail.  One of her pale eyes was clouded with cataracts, but her smile was beautiful, and her spirit radiated.  She whispered she hadn't been able to come to the temple for two years because of health problems. She needed some help, but it was obvious that she had known her part once, and as she spoke those beautiful words her voice was filled with emotion and her eyes filled with tears.

Today I privileged to help a handicapped "first time sister."   I'm not sure what her medical condition was, her fingers hung loosely with no ability to move on their own, and that seemed to be the condition of her legs and feet as well, although she could move her arms and trunk.  She was in a wheel chair, and although she was just a tiny woman, it took three of us to dress her (two lifting).  Her mind was alert, and she was so grateful to be in the temple.  None of her family are members, but a ward friend was with her.  This sweet "sister of the heart"   told me that she walks to her friend's home to bathe and takes care of her, and she will also wash her temple clothing now.  What a beautiful example of service and love.  Neither woman is young, and I don't know how the one sister is able to lift and dress her by herself.

After our seven hour shift at the temple, we went home for a couple of hours before returning after the last session to do a good cleaning, to wash and iron the veil, and get things into perfect order for Monday morning when President Tenorio of our area presidency arrives for our temple review and inspection .  We had the opportunity of knowing him when we lived in Mexico City.   He is a delightful person, and will be here for two busy days.

President and Sister Moss came to the temple for the last time today.  They only have ten more days of their mission.  The mission has two senior missionary couples, and the institute has one, and so on the 29^th we "gringos" are having a farewell dinner for the Moss'.  The Batts are the mission office couple, and they leave the next month.    It is wonderful how you become a family when you serve together.  We will miss these dear friends.

Okay, I must try to get some sleep as tomorrow will be a busy Sunday and Father's Day.