My experience with standing in the snow in bare feet for 30 seconds. It brought tears to my eyes. Not just because it was cold and wet, but also because these faithful pioneers had nothing and did this every minute of every day in the winter of 1856. I could go into my warm house, put on my furry slippers and get warm fast. They didn't have that luxury. How thankful I am for faithful Saints whose "fire burned within them"!
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