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Sometimes, I think that if we let it, scripture study can become rote and not meaningful. I know that for me, I am not always as diligent as I should be in "feasting on the words of Christ" or in other words, really digging in and studying with a purpose; but instead, it may be late at night and I only skim a few verses. Also, I think that because the scriptures are so readily available, I sometimes take them for granted. On the other hand, there are times when I... Read More
This past Sunday was awesome. It was just about one of the best Sabbath's days that I have enjoyed in a long time. Not only did I feel the Spirit overwhelmingly during sacrament, but the Spirit was VERY strong during Sunday School and during Relief Society. I truly left my ward on Sunday feeling greatly inspired and humbly fortified by the love and teachings of Heavenly Father. Jeffrey R. Holland, ââA Teacher Come from Godâ,â Ensign, May 1998, 25 Most people donât come to chur... Read More
Some people say that love is never having too say your sorry. i dont quite believe that, because at one point or another you'll have to say it. So I asked myself that suppost to be simple question, What is LOVE? haha, the answer didnt come all at once and didnt come with a beautiful bow tied around it, its a little rough around the edges like me and proberly sounds like a third grader wrote it, but this is what love is too me. I want to say one thing before i begin Love has to have... Read More
Perspective is very interesting and complex. On one hand, I had an awful day. Actually, my whole week has been terrible. Politics and ugliness at work have just clouded my mind and hurt my heart. On the other hand, my day was good and my week has been blessed. How can it be both? Is it a contradiction? No, not really. If my life began and ended with work, then I would be correct in saying that my day/week was awful. But I have a blessed miracle in my life. My life DEFINIT... Read More
I realized this last month that the weight of this world we live in can crush the spirit. Now, I bet when you were in your âyoung adultâ years you thought that the only weights dropped were more like Wile E. Coyote dropping an Anvil on the Road Runner. One big heavy massive weight, coming out of nowhere and SPLAT. I kept my eye out for that anvil and one day, when I was 45, realized the odds of the ANVIL splatting me are actually worse than the odds of... Read More
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