A couple of days ago, I stood among the work of the ten years of my life, in a room being prepared to exhibit 50 paintings of the Savior's life. It was overwhelming what I felt. Countless memories came to mind of the people and the stories that were involved in creating these paintings and the immense gratitude that overtook me. I am not sure words can adequatedly express how I felt that day as I stood alone in that room. I don't know how talents are passed out, or what promises we make in regards to how we will use them, but I hope that my Heavenly Father and his Son are pleased with the efforts and the results that have been created these past few years and the many hands and hearts that have contributed.
Liz Lemon Swindle