I woke up about ten minutes before the alarms were set to go off on Saturday. I say ‘alarms’ because I had two set. This was an important day and I wanted to make sure I wasn’t late. I had a feeling of total calmness when I woke. This led into the rest of the day nicely. I looked over and noticed that my phone was lit up. This meant that I had some sort of message on there…and it was a wonderful one.
Kessabug was up and around before me. I got the usual “Good morning my dear”, along with something about strawberries and cream. I chatted back and forth for a few minutes and she sent “I know your grandfather is watching and so incredibly proud.” This was sweet – a nice thought, but I didn’t really think about it much until a little later on.
I went about my business, showering and shaving. I had just bought brand new shaving cream…a kind that I had never used before. I had it sitting under hot water as I washed. When I finally lathered it up on my face I noticed that the scent was very familiar. It was the same as my grandfather’s cologne or after shave. At first I thought this was just simply…neat. When I started to think about it more I realized that maybe he was right there, getting ready along beside me. A feeling of deep emotion came over me. It passed and I continued to get ready.
It had snowed, again, the night before so my Escort texted and asked me if I wanted him to pick me up. I said that would be great and waited for a few minutes. He arrived and we were off to meet with another Brother that was going to drive us up there. We met him and soon found out that we were going to pick up some Sisters to ride along too. The more the merrier. It actually made for a very nice, entertaining ride up and back.
We arrived to the Kansas City Temple about 30 minutes before I was supposed to be there. This made me so very happy. I love being early – things were off to a good start. We checked in and I, along with my Escort, waited for our ‘Temple Escort’. We met him and he turned out to be a super nice guy (imagine that, right?) I had told him that this was my third time trying to keep an appointment and he gave the typical “Third time is a charm” response. We were off and ready to go.
After a while I finally looked at his name tag. I was taken aback for a few seconds…then I figured out that he was really supposed to be the guy that helped me out today. His first name and middle initial was Thomas E. My grandfather’s first name and middle initial was Thomas E. If this wasn’t the right place for me to be at this moment I don’t know what was. Right then I knew for sure that Grandpa was with me – he had to be.
I kept on thinking about those three signs and the Spirit filled me more and more as the time went on. It was a deeply spiritual experience that I’m excited to be able to do, again and again.
After everyone was done we headed on over to Five Guys for some Burgers and Fries. I’ve been dieting for a couple of weeks so this was a wonderful treat for me. They even have those fancy, touch screen soda fountains. Fanta Zero, Yes Please!
We finished eating and were back on the road. We listened to the radio, Pandora, some of my MP3’s and someone elses MP3’s. I think we had just as much fun driving home as we did driving up there. Towards the end of the trip, though, all three passengers in the back seat seemed to have fallen asleep. About this time, which was fairly close to home, my Escort decided to play a different Pandora station. He settled on one that played the likes of Flogging Molly, Dropkick Murphys and The Pogues. This was another sign. The end of my grandfather’s memorial services included a rendition of Amazing Grace on the bagpipes. If you know these bands – this kind of music – then you know that I heard plenty of bagpipes.
Yes – I’m sure that Grandpa went to the Temple with me.