You know what happens when you peel 250 bananas? Your hands get stained- and look much like an auto mechanic working in a grease pit. Well that's what happened to me. I peeled the bananas to freeze them to make frozen bananas to use at a private sale for my work. My hands looked awful. I tried scrubbing and scrubbing to no avail. I went to bed Friday night and woke up with yep- darkened stained hands. I tried scrubbing again with cleanser- this time I got a little off my fingers, but my palms were still stained bad. I thought- "what will I do, I'm supposed to work in the temple today"? So finally I kneeled down and prayed to Heavenly Father. I told Him that I had tried everything to get clean hands and needed clean hands to work in the temple today. I decided to leave it with Him to decide whether I could work in the Temple today or not. I went about my morning and forgot about my hands. About 3:00 p.m. I decided to go upstairs and get ready for the temple. As I started the water in the tub, I noticed my hands. They were completely clean. I was totally amazed and knelt down and thanked Heavenly Father for giving me clean hands to work in the Temple that day.
hey family I have a blog- now when Rachael Ane teaches me how to put photos on I'll get to that part too. Love you all. Grams
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I love that you finally got a blog set up. Can't wait to read all the fun stories you alway have to share.
YEAH! I'm so glad you got a blog! Share, share, share away! We're so excited to read your blogs.
gloria, I loved your story!
Hi aunt Gloria, this is your long lost nephew Mike. I just wanted to shoot you a quick note to say hi. Nicole and I are doing well, living in Thousand Oaks, CA. We have two children, Savannah 4 and Cole 1 /2, and Nicole is pregnant with our third. I just started blogging recently and absolutely love it. Now I can keep in touch with you and my cousins, something I've never done before. Anyways, it is great to see you on here and to see you are doing well. I love you and appreciate your story. Love, Mike and Nicole Strong
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