Having grown up in the Caribbean I remember hearing the wonderful stories about the temple. I was excited when I went to the temple for the first time to take out my endowments. This is where it all started.
As I attended the temple over the following years, more things began to stand out for me.
Over the years I developed a coping mechanism for dealing with the questions I had about the temple. One lingering question I had, begged to know where the ceremony originated. I also felt that no one had prepared me for the experience and wondered why. So I came out of the temple that first day with a million questions swirling around in my head. Like a good Mormon should, I smiled, and said yes it was a wonderful experience to anyone who asked, but on the ride home I was pretty quiet.
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