General Conference thoughts: Take Up Our Cross

To demonstrate a visual of this talk you’re going to need some rocks. Or books. Ask a volunteer to come to the front of the room and ask what are some things that worry everyone during a given day. With each answer, give the volunteer a rock (or book) to hold until she can’t hold anything else. Then ask her if she’d be comfortable holding all that in that spot for the rest of the lesson. Unless she is being mischievous, she will decline. Continue reading →

The HUB: Processing

II

I arrived home an hour after my normal time.  This threw my routine off and left me feeling a little angry.  With each passing day I was fortunate to grow older I relied more on routine like an anchor.

My landlady peeked out of her apartment when she heard me coming up the stairs.  “Rent’s due,” she croaked. Continue reading →

The HUB: The Bus Ride Home

I.

We sat in silence.

Of course we sat in silence.  On the bus ride home there was always silence.  Even though we sat in clusters of departments in the HUB.  In the front sat the chemists.  They mostly kept their noses face down at their screens.  Presumably still working.  In the middle sat the office workers.  If there was occasional chit chat it came from this group.  Usually from new hires.  Soon enough they learned it’s best to keep quiet.  They also kept their noses face down looking at their screens.  Presumably they communicated with their families outside the gates.  In the back of the bus sat the miners.  That was my group.  We avoided anything with lights and just kept our noses down and usually our eyes shut.  At least, most of the miners did.  I sat by myself and stretched out on the seat so that I could look out the window. Continue reading →