This week we traveled through Canada to upstate New York and visited Palmyra, where our church was first organized. We walked through the Sacred Grove where Joseph Smith saw God the Father and Jesus Christ. We climbed Hill Cumorah, and walked through Joseph's bedroom and I stood in front of Lucy's kitchen sink. But the most powerful moment for me came unexpectedly as we stood in the E.B. Grandin printing shop. I felt the spirit so strongly and was so grateful for another confirmation that the gospel of Jesus Christ has been restored to the earth and that the Book of Mormon is true. As we stood in the front of the shop, the missionary who was guiding us told us that the floor was original and that these were the very boards that Joseph had walked on. As I looked down, I was overwhelmed by the spirit and filled with gratitude...for the words in the book printed in this very shop nearly 200 years ago, the words that have changed my life and bound my sweet husband and our children to me forever. I am so grateful this week for small beginnings, for the man who walked these floors, and especially for the words themselves.