Temple is His House and He is in control

Friday, 1st April 2011

I know my Heavenly Father loves me.   I know my Heavenly Father knows me and my heart’s desire on this day’s visit to the Oklahoma temple.

He knows that I wanted my father to be sealed to his parents.    I had forgotten to request that ordinance when his other temple ordinances were done in February 2009 in the San Diego temple.    My paternal grandparents’ work had been done in July 2006 in the Manila temple, and at the same time sealed as a couple.

After the endowment session, Mike and I looked for the sealing rooms.   We saw two rooms, but nobody was there.   We were expecting sealing session after the endowment session, as I understood from telephone conversations.     I was very disappointed when a temple worker told us that sealing session is done for that morning.

It was about 1:45pm then.   Mike & I departed and disappointedly, I walked in search of the ladies’ dressing room.    Unknowingly, I walked past the dressing room and met another temple worker (whom I learnt later as the temple President MLSo.).   I showed the blue colored ordinance recording card to him, remarking that my daddy needed to be sealed to his parents.    He looked at my ordinance card, took it, told me to wait and walked away.   Another temple worker (whom I learnt later as the temple President’s wife) wanted to lead me to the dressing room to change out my temple clothes, and said she would get the ordinance card back to me.   I told her I would like to wait and see if the sealing could be done.    I couldn’t remember if it was President MLS. or someone else who came back and escorted me back to a sealing room.    The sealer came in.   Michael came in.    President MLS. came in with 2 other temple workers, one of whom acted as proxy for my father.   Mike acted as proxy for my paternal grandfather while I for my paternal grandmother.     My eyes were teary when dad was finally sealed to his parents.   

Dad had migrated to Malaysia from China.   I and my brothers were born in Malaysia.    Grandpa and grandma never left China.   There were no visits between him and my grandparents.   There were no phone calls as well, except snail mail.  Both sides could not afford the trips.   And so we never got to meet our grandparents or know them.    I imagined my dad and my grandparents missing each other tremendously.

Meeting the temple president is like meeting Heavenly Father.    He knew that I wanted my father to be sealed to my grandparents this day.   My father has been waiting for this.   And even though the next sealing will only be 4 hours later, at 6:10pm, the temple president has the authority to have this sealing done, so that I do not have to wait and that we could travel back to Tulsa, which was 1-1/2 hrs drive away.

Sister KOt. interesting remarked (after hearing my story) said that my father said he is not going to let that moment passed.   He had pushed me in a manner that I had missed the dressing room.