Independence : 'WHITHER THOU GOEST, I WILL GO'

February 7, 2016

We found this beautiful statue in downtown Kansas City to honor all the brave pioneer women that followed their husbands to Missouri. Robyn said that it absolutely had to be in our journal, as it is the story of her life...
I reminded her that it is the husband who is walking and it is the wife who is riding. The inscription at the base of the statue was from the book of Ruth.

"And Ruth said, Entreat me not to leave thee or to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: they people shall be my people, and thy God, my God."

Sofia

We are continuing to work with Sofia to prepare her for baptism on the 27th. Once again, a great CTR 7 teacher back home suggested we use the primary manual to assist us in our lesson preparation. Sofia and Robyn have really hit it off. This week the lesson was on the Restoration. So Robyn prepared a wonderful lesson complete with some puppets to be able to teach the story of the First Vision. As you can tell, Sofia loves her missionary.

LIBERTY MEMORIAL AND WORLD WAR I MUSEUM

Our P-day was very interesting. We spent a couple of hours in an amazing museum in downtown Kansas City dedicated to World War I. My kids were taught so little about the history of this country and the events that shaped her history. My grand kids probably less. It makes me sad to think of some of the cultural gibberish that is taught to our children in the name of political correctness and inclusiveness. A great deal of today's events can trace their roots and history back to the 'war to end all wars'. The memorial and museum was dedicated in 1926 just a few years after the war ended. There were some amazing displays and artifacts, but at the same time we came away with a feeling of sadness at the loss of so many lives and the terrible destruction that war brings about. I have to admit that the best part of the visit was the trip up to the top of the memorial to see a 360 degree unobstructed view of Kansas City.

I thought about my grandfather, Preston Lyman Redd, who enlisted in Canada during World War I and joined the Royal Air Force. He had to travel half way across Canada by train to get to where he was assigned. On that train ride, he and his brother saw a plane for the first time in their lives. Prior to that, they had never seen an actual plane flying in the air. Their recruiter must have been very good.