Johannesburg, South Africa
36th operating temple
Dedicated: 24 Aug 1985
By: Gordon B. Hinckley
Jesus Christ, King
Psalms 89:18
For the Lord is our defense; and the Holy One of Israel is our king.
Book of Mormon/"Come Follow Me"
"A Light That Can Never Be Darkened"; Mosiah 11; Sunday journal; Study Guide
April General Conference
"An Especially Noble Calling"
Sister Joy D. Jones
"I'm grateful to focus my remarks today on women's continuing roles in the Restoration. It is clear that throughout history women have held a distinctive place in our Heavenly Father's plan. President Russell M. Nelson taught, 'It would be impossible to measure the influence that . . . women have, not only on families but also on the Lord's Church, as wives, mothers, and grandmothers; as sisters and aunts; as teachers and leaders; and especially as exemplars and devout defenders of the faith.'"
"The Great Plan"
President Dallin H. Oaks
April 2020
"The Divine Gift of Gratitude"
President Thomas S. Monson
October 2010
We left for the valley around 7 o'clock this morning. James borrowed Tom Howard's truck so he could bring back the Cat that is on the job in Mesa. It is a Chevy and it rides just as rough as James's Dodge.
My appointment is at 11:00 at the AARA. We got into town around 10 and James went by to check on his job on Bellview St. in Mesa. Afterwards we went to Mesa Blueprint to pick up some blueprints. We then drove over to Country Club and Baseline where my appointment is. James dropped me off and went on his way. I guess the wrong blueprints were sent to Mesa Blueprint and he had to go pick up the right ones after calling Rick Crandall to tell him the wrong ones were sent.
The AARA is so quiet with only patients who are receiving infusions waiting in the office. The doctors are still not seeing any patients. Tiffany insert the needle in my arm instead of Ang who had such difficulty last month. Tiffany's needle went right in.
My infusions lasts an hour and when I was finished I texted James. He was waiting to meet with Mario's nephew but said he would come and pick me up if I wanted. I told him no, I would walk across the street to Costco and he could pick me up there when he was ready.
It's a good thing I brought my mask to wear otherwise I would not have gotten in to Costco. These are some of the things I bought:
steak for mother's day, rotissere checken already shredded and vacuum packed into a plastic bag. I bought the chicken so I could make tacos and enchiladas. A bag of granola, a new pair of pajamas for myself, and two big water guns for Zemira Wilhelm's birthday.
On the way out I bought a hot dog and a drink for lunch. I waited outside and was going to eat my hotdog but I felt uncomfortable, so I didn't. I shared it with James instead.
The next matter of business was to go to Bill Valentic's construction yard and get the trailer. After hitching up the trailer we went back to the jobsite and James loaded up the Cat. We then were ready to go home.
We stopped at the Circle K in Superior for a potty break and to put air in a tire. I bought a ham and cheese sandwich for us to share but it was disgusting so we didn't eat it.
James stopped at his favorite gas station in Globe to get some diesel for the truck and the Cat. He had me go in to Subway and get him a sandwich. I got a 12" instead of a 6" that he asked for and I ate the other half. They were out of roast beef so I got steak on toasted wheat with tomato, banana peppers and mustard for him and mayo for me. He asked where the onions were and I said he didn't ask which I thought was strange.
We stopped at the post office in Vernon and picked up the mail. We were home before 6:30. I tried to walk but my left leg hurt too much so I couldn't do much. We watched Season 1 Episode 5 of "Lark Rise to Candleford." The arrival of a new post office inspector causes problems for Dorcas. Robert has been carving a decorative angel on the schoolhouse for which he is not getting paid. Laura loses an important parcel.
Dorcas says this to the rude post office inspector, Mr. Rushton:
"Any man who puffs himself up by the ruination of others is not welcome in my parlor. Now, if you will excuse us."
Ben's Letter:
Cathy Arnett and some of her daughters
