I have been working on my little blog since 2011. During that time I have grown from sporadic posts to four regular posts a week. The time has come to make another adjustment. This time I am going to cut down on my weekly posts. This will be my last Monday meme. After October 25 there will be no more General Conference thoughts. Instead, I will focus on Wednesday’s poems and my prose will be on Saturdays. Instead of four-part short stories I will attempt five-part short stories whenever a month has five Saturdays. My goal in this switch is to work on quality over quantity for awhile. Once I was able to let go of my 10-view-a-day goal I was able to make these plans. I am excited and hope to see an improvement in my writing. Thanks as always for reading and hope you will continue on this journey with me. Photo taken in southwest Wyoming.
General Conference thoughts: The Blessing of Continuing Revelation to Prophets and Personal Revelation to Guide Our Lives
This seems pretty simple to me. If Christ rose on the third day and is now alive why would He not continue to communicate with us?
He did rise the third day. He is alive in a resurrected body. He does continue to guide us today.
Continue readingPlan B
I am by no means an expert in this thing called life. I just thought I should start with that disclaimer and get it out in the open. So take this for what you will but I think I have discovered at least one key to life. I guarantee there is probably more than one but from personal observation I have gleaned at least this one key component. Here it is: life is all about plan B.
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My number one goal
I am a pretty simple soul. I do not ask for much and I am pretty content. Just get me to Friday and I will be happy. Photo taken in southwest Wyoming.
General Conference thoughts: The Great Plan
When I was younger, I thought plans were restrictive. Why divide life up by plans? Plans that if not achieved only led to disappointment and frustration. What a naive girl I was back then.
Continue readingBroken Table and Broken Dreams
I finally conceded I needed to give the table away. It is a big (by today’s standards) kitchen table probably built in the 1940’s. All wood, it is heavy and cumbersome. Not really designed for today’s compact modern world. But for me giving it away was a difficult decision because it represented a dream unfulfilled. Although I have lived long enough to know the importance of plan B’s in my life, giving up on a long held dream is not an easy thing to do. I took comfort in the fact that the table not only represented a plan B in my life, but it must have also been similar for my grandma nearly 55 years earlier. We are connected with this broken table and broken dreams. At least, that’s what I tell myself.
Judas’ Feet
I had an idea for a poem but couldn’t get it quite right. I attempted three times to get this thought right and finally gave up. Today and next Wednesday I will share two of the attempts.
Jesus washed the feet
of His disciples one by one.
He performed the service
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Hope before faith
Sometimes my faith is weak and I’m not sure of things. During those moments I rely on my hope. I may not know it to be true but I sure hope it is. Photo taken in southwest Wyoming.
General Conference thoughts: Hear Him
Imagine being called as a prophet of God. Your life’s work is to turn people to God to find a better way of life. Usually prophets have to remind (constantly) the people of their time of certain weaknesses or road blocks that prevent them from coming to God. Moses broke it down into 10 basic rules to help his people. Elijah told people not to worship other Gods. You get the idea.
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