On tuesday my husband Paul took our three oldest children down to the Denver Temple to perform Baptisms for the Dead.
Jeff recently turned 12 and so it was his first time attending the temple. I stayed home with our two youngest sons, but I prayed a couple of times for Jeff. Prayed that he would feel the spirit and that his heart would be touched by spending some time in the House of the Lord. I also prayed that he would get a sense of the importance of temple work, and how beneficial these proxy ordinances are for those who have passed on.
When he came home I asked him to tell me about the experience and he said it was “the best day of his life”. He told me that he had never felt such peace in his heart.
I just cried as he shared this with me. Tears of joy. It is such an amazing experience to observe my children maturing spiritually.
Here are some photos of the Denver Temple that I took the last time I attended a few weeks ago.


For me, attending the temple gives me respite from the cares of my day to day life. I can walk into the temple and leave the world behind me and focus on the things of eternity. Paul and I both feel so blessed to live close to a temple.
Jenny Hatch