We Have Been Taught in Our Youth

I went to the Provo Temple for the first time today since January of 2007. I sort of surprised myself by how nostalgic I got when I saw the MTC. A flood of memories and feelings came rushing back as I walked up to the temple and sat in the chapel. The weirdest was actually when I walked out and saw two districts of missionaries walking away from the temple towards the MTC. There was a little part of me that wanted to throw on a suit coat and name tag and follow them back into the world that actually gets to forget the world. Instead I climbed into my hot car and moved onward.