A trip to Omaha means a quick trip to Winter's Quarters

So work sent me to Nebraska and dad sent me to Winter's Quarters. I am so glad that he did...because it was truly an amazing experience. I only had about an hour before I had to be at the airport and luckily the airport is only 13 minutes from Winter Quarters. What a special spirit is here. I was just sad that I didn't bring my camera, so these pictures are from my iPhone. I went through the museum.




I spent a little time walking around the cemetery. It breaks my heart that our pioneer ancestors call that their final resting place and yet most of them don't have markers on their graves.









I got to go on the temple grounds. The temple was closed, but I still felt such a special spirit there.





I am so thankful for our pioneer heritage and those men and women that sacrificed for the gospel.

Come, come, ye saints, no toil nor labor fear;
But with joy wend your way.
Though hard to you this journey may appear,
Grace shall be as your day.
Tis better far for us to strive
Our useless cares from us to drive;
Do this, and joy your hearts will swell -
All is well! All is well!
And should we die before our journey's through,
Happy day! All is well!
We then are free from toil and sorrow, too;
With the just we shall dwell!
But if our lives are spared again
To see the Saints their rest obtain,
Oh, how we'll make this chorus swell-
All is well! All is well!