Temple Cleaning
Last week I had the opportunity to clean the Temple. Every few months our LDS Ward gets a chance to pick up special cleaning supplies and sanitize that temple. There are hundreds of people that attend the temple each week so it is essential that we take an hour at the end of every day to make sure that the Lord’s House is clean. With this regular schedule you would come to understand that the Temple is already very clean. When I have volunteered in the past, I was expecting to really have to work hard at the job I was assigned but after several visits now, it is obvious that the temple is already spotless and we are just there to make sure it stays that way. What is funny is that it is so clean that it is thrilling to find a garbage can that isn’t empty or find a small water spot on the glass in the baptistery.
I have always really enjoyed cleaning the Mormon Temple in our area. It makes me feel like I have ownership in the building. It makes me feel like this is my Temple and that I’m not just a visitor. Every time there is a chance to volunteer for this opportunity, I say yes.
I think it is so funny that we all hate to work. But if we are giving our time to a good cause….we really want it to feel like we’ve done something great with that time. Like you looking for the spot or the full garbage. At home you grumble to take out the trash.
Also, my boys hate working around the house,………..well you send them down to Mexico on a service project………and they come back saying there wasn’t enough for them to do.
We all want our donated time to COUNT for something.
I am so glad to hear this. This would be my impression and hope for the Temple to be so clean. It would be nice if cleaning the meetinghouse was half as easy.
I just had the chance to help clean the Salt Lake Temple last night. One insight that I found really neat was how everything looked so amazing at first glance, but when you’re down on your knees cleaing the chairs, tables and lamps you start to notice small imperfections: dents, chips, smudges, tears, etc. I like the idea that the Lord accepts all these imperfections in the furnature as the natural result of being usefully employeed, and I hope that he sees many of my imperfections in the same light.