This week we went on the Trail of Hope. We remember that 1846 began the Mormon exodus from Nauvoo, leaving behind their homes, beautiful city, family and friends who they quite possibly would never see again in this life. As they journeyed west, many recorded their feelings and experiences in personal journals.
Along the trail, Nauvoo Performing Missionaries were at various stops and presented very poignant and sacred experiences and remembrances from the journals of the Saints.
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From these journals we get a sense of what it would have been like to have traveled with them. Some selected writings from these journals are reproduced on the signs along this trail on Parley Street where they made their way to the Mississippi River for crossing.
Their journey began by taking a ferry across the Mississippi river--the first of several river crossings. Already cold temperatures plummeted further. The river froze, enabling 500 more people to cross and join the group. Their hasty departure left many ill equipped for the road ahead. Winter weather made conditions even worse. It took them a month to travel the first 100 miles instead of the expected 10 days.
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On our weekly shopping trip in Keokuk, we drove down Grand Avenue where we heard there were old, large mansions overlooking the Mississippi River. Several were being worked on, several needed to be worked on, but here are a few typical midwestern nice homes from the turn of the century:
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A couple of weeks ago we posted a photo of us in the cornfield next to the meetinghouse where we attend church in Galesburg, Illinois. It's so fun to watch the height of the corn each week as we drive. We thought we would post in a month to see the difference, however, the corn loves this soil, sun, and rain: This is only two weeks!
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Until next week...