Temple moments: Where he belonged

Jed and Nancy Dymock of the Brookshire Ward, Salt Lake Grant Stake, recently completed a session in the Salt Lake Temple and stopped to eat lunch in the cafeteria. Brother Dymock was a ward missionary at the time.

While they were eating, a man standing nearby and wearing the white clothing of an ordinance worker caught Brother Dymock's attention.

"He was a tall, thin, dark-haired man. He resembled a friend of mine from the past. But I knew it couldn't be my old friend because he had a lifestyle not compatible with a temple recommend. I remembered that he had been active in his youth, however."

"He came closer — close enough for me to read his name badge. It was my old friend. I jumped up, reintroduced myself and my wife to him."

The two old friends began to chat about their families.

"My mind was thinking, 'What are you doing here?' " said Brother Dymock. "Then I noticed his facial expression and it seemed to be asking me, 'What are you doing here?' "

Brother Dymock reflected that the last time they had met, neither he nor his friend was active in the Church. So the friends took a minute to exchange reconversion stories. His friend ended his account by saying, "I always knew the Church was true."

"As he talked I remembered that he was a kind and generous person, and a true friend. He was a good soul and the temple was exactly where he belonged. Our meeting became a pleasant reunion of two old friends who had both come in from the cold."

After the experience, Brother Dymock reflected that as shown by both their cases "lost people do come back," and "when they are ready, it takes human contact — our contact — to help bring them back." The temple served as a perfect place for two who had been lost to find friendship again.

— John Seaman, former bishop, Brookside Ward, Salt Lake Grant Stake

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