Here and There and Everywhere

Here and There and Everywhere

September 6, 2015

     The Hatch's, namely Chaz, Caitlin, Cash, Sailor, and Avy blew into Kansas City
airport this past Thursday evening. Seems we have been on the move to Here, There, and Everywhere for the past three days. As far as I am concerned, I am game to hit the hot spots over and over again. It is more the pleasure of the company than the sights. Some of these hotspots mean more and more to me when we take our family there.  For instance....Adam-ondi-Ahman....where the first family of Adam and Eve began. I have no idea in the world how they settled in and learned the ways to survive in a telestrial world. My head cannot comprehend such things.  This much I do know.  They loved their children. I know why Eve rejoiced knowing were it not for their transgression they "could never have had seed, and never should have known good and evil, and the joy of our redemption, and the eternal life which God giveth unto all the obedient"....Moses 5:11

     She walked that sacred ground with her children. I want to walk it with mine and am so thankful we are given that opportunity on this mission.

     We sat in the Independence Visitor Center on Saturday morning with Sister Baggett from UT as she presented the video "GOD's PLAN" for us. It reminded me of the Women's Meeting I sat in on a Saturday evening, September 1985, in the Show Low Stake Center as President Hinckley presented THE FAMILY PROCLAMATION to the world.  I thought to myself, "Oh, that is nice".  Little, oh little, did I know I would live to see that proclamation become our guiding light as latter-day scripture from a prophet of God in a world where troubles and sorrow abound. We have three daughters yet to come to Missouri.  That means I get to sit in that beautiful presentation three more times with my people that I love. My family.

     Our little Hatchlings, as I think of them.....like to carry and use hand sanitizer here, there, and everywhere. Any time we got in the car along our travels, Sailor passed around her "hanitizer". That's the Hatch name for it. I was mighty thankful for that miracle juice many times throughout the day. It's too bad we can't wipe the world off of us each day as we get home to our safe havens, right? Oh wait, maybe we can. We have the gospel of Jesus Christ. We have a latter-day prophet who guides us in loving ways from our Father above.  We can recognize good from evil, thanks to Eve tasting of the fruit. We can experience the joy of our very own redemption through Jesus Christ  and eternal life which God gives to all the obedient. That is even more important miracle juice that Sailor's hanitizer.

     So, thank you Hatch's. Didn't we love our time together? Didn't we make some sweet memories? Did you feel at all the love that your ol' papa and grams have for the Lord and their mission? I hope and pray you did. You are all a huge part of why we are here to serve.  Go home and send some more of your cousins our way.

My love to all my darlings,
Grandma, Grams, Sister Seaman

It's Late

     We have spent the day with the Hatch's and are just now getting home and trying to write something worthy in this blog.  I will be brief.
     After seeing the Liberty Jail, Far West and Adam-Ondi-Ahmen again today, I am realizing that I am becoming attached to these sacred places.  As I stand and look  at  these sacred places and contemplate the things that are recorded about them, I am finding myself feeling the spirit, and hearing the whispers about the truthfulness of the record. 
     Today I had the opportunity to bear my testimony at the Liberty Jail to my family and others and found that I do know that Joseph and the others were surely there and that he received revelations for the church and world during that trial in his life. I know that Far West is somehow a sacred place beyond the fact that the Saints were living there and dedicated a temple site there. I believe that there is a history beyond what is recorded of these sacred places.  Someday we will surely know the whole story.
     I am grateful for my family and love them dearly.  I hope your experiences with us in Missouri stay with you and cause you to reflect on how you felt when you were here and strengthens your testimony of the truthfulness of the gospel.  Please keep coming even though its getting late.

Sincerely,

Elder Seaman