Old Jack Frost

This is the Nauvoo Grove. In the summer it is full of leaves, and shade, and even a friendly little mole who weaves in and out. But today, it is full of frost. In a grove such as this, the Saints would have met to have the prophet, Joseph, preach to them. It was in a grove like this that he gave the King Follett Sermon, given in honor of his good friend, King (not to be confused with a title). He shared with us many important doctrines in that sermon. In the grove you can also read many people's diary entries of experiences they had hearing the prophet speak. My personal favorite comes from Eliza R. Snow, who recorded the thought that if we want others to be tolerant of our weaknesses, we need to be tolerant of theirs. I can't begin to count how many trips around this grove I've made strolling babies to sleep, or comforting a toddler who wanted their mom, or playing with ten year old boys who were bored stiff during rehearsal. It's a magical place, and holds many fond memories for me in the summer time. Right now, it just looks cold.