The cowboy might have been
a tough ranch hand
alone most days
set in his ways
a nomad roaming the land. Continue reading
Month: January 2018
Where are you, springtime?
At least January is winding down. Now to get through that mean little February.
General Conference thoughts: The Priesthood and the Savior’s Atoning Power
by Elder Dale G. Renlund
If you’re looking for a definition of the priesthood then read this talk. Not only does Elder Renlund explain what it is he also explains the why. And I do love a good why explanation. Continue reading
New Book!
I always fancied myself as a writer until I found out how much hard work it takes. Not only does a writer have to worry about the logistics of writing but also that pesky connecting which has never been my strong suit. If a story doesn’t engage a reader it’s probably not going to be read. It may even be mocked.
This little blog of mine that I started almost 7 years ago has filled a need for me. I can write to my heart’s content but I don’t have to worry about being good before I can share. For someone with little patience, this has worked out quite well for me. I realized in my seven year journey that even though I will probably always write I probably won’t always write well. My stories leave a lot to be desired but that’s okay, I, along with my writing, am a work in progress. Continue reading
Endure
Day 1:
I am excited to be here!
I am full of energy and zeal.
I will do my best
I will not rest
I know this is the true deal. Continue reading
Enough Time 2018
General Conference thoughts: The Book of Mormon: What Would Your Life Be Like without It? and Seek Ye Out of the Best Books
by President Russell M. Nelson and ElderIan S. Ardern
The most striking thing about President Nelson’s talk the day he delivered it was his quiet way of showing how to sustain a prophet of God. His whole talk focused on how he took President Monson’s last conference talk and applied it. What a great example! Continue reading
Pulling Through
A short thought on overcoming:
You find that one truth to hold onto and hold onto it tight. Even if that truth is a mere hope in your heart. You hold onto it and let it pull you through your mist. When you get to the other side you can look back and say, “It is no longer a hope because I know it is truth. It has become my truth.”
Mary’s Grave
There is a place
not too far away
that is hidden
to the human eye
but where the antelope play. Continue reading
Don’t Mess with my Monkeys, Man!
There is that saying going around, “Not my circus, not my monkeys.” I added an addendum. To each his own unless his own interferes with my own.
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