I'll tell you.
I posted this entry on my personal blog a couple of weeks ago....it's about a recent trip I made to the Winter Quarter's Temple in Omaha, Nebraska. Val suggested I post here on the Temple Chaser so you can see what all this is about.
You can call me Grandma now.
No...not that kind of grandma. I've decided that Grandma's can come in all shapes and sizes and ages. It's not having a "grandchild" that makes you a grandma necessarily.I became a grandma a couple of weeks ago in an unusual way. I'm Val's grandma.We believe, as members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, that we can be sealed to our families all through eternity. That means, when we pass away, we are still united as a family. Our lost children, our loved ones who pass away too soon...everyone...through all generations can be together forever. We perform ordinances here on earth for those who didn't have the opportunity in this life, that they may have the blessings of being with their families forever too. When I do this for someone else, I become a proxy or substitute. I act on their behalf as if they were here. We also believe that the person we stand in proxy for, has the option to accept or not...the work that is done for them. Two weeks ago, I acted on behalf of Val's grandma as she was "sealed" to her parents for all eternity. What an awesome privilege. I'm pretty sure Val's grandma was pleased and is looking forward to spending eternity with her family....even her grand kids. So, you see...I'm a grandma. Just don't call me Granny.
That's what it's all about.