Don’t Wait

There once was an old man who lived in a tiny village. This old man lived a fairly simple life. He never had much luxury but he never wanted for anything. To sum it all up, he lived a content life in his little village. The only thing he ever spent money on for himself is chocolate milk. Something about it seemed to both comfort and relax him. The best time to drink it was after a long, grueling day in the field. In fact, he only drank it after particularly grueling days. It was his reward for handling such days. He loved chocolate milk.

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General Conference thoughts: Consider the Goodness and Greatness of God

There is an account in the Book of Mormon that amazes me every time I read it. It is found in Alma 24 and begins with verse 7. The newly called Anti-Nephi-Lehies have trouble in the form of armed soldiers marching toward them. What is their act of defense? A long list of gratitude and a refusal to take up arms. The fact that when faced with certain death this group of people chose to lift up their voices in gratitude sets an example for me of how to be grateful even under the worst circumstances. There is always something to be grateful about.

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23 Thank Yous: Thanksgiving 2017

A few years ago, I read an excerpt from a book called 365 Thank Yous: The Year a Simple Act of Daily Gratitude Changed My Life by John Kralik. 

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The author was finishing the worst year of his life in 2007 and through a series of events decided to write a different thank you note each day for a year.  The experience changed his life.

Since I have decided to jump back into reading this year I have made sure I am not without a book to read each night.  Either one chapter a day or 10 pages whichever comes first and my attention span holds out on.  Right before Thanksgiving I finished a book so I decided to read the entire book this year over the Thanksgiving holiday.  It seemed like an appropriate choice for the holiday. Continue reading

A Rose in the Dark

roseWinter had not been pleasant. Even the old-timers said it had been awhile since we’ve seen so much white. The snow storms in Wyoming sometimes cause the roads to close. At one point, all roads out of town were closed. It might have been at night when I wouldn’t have been going anywhere anyway but I could still feel the effect of it. Trapped. Loss of freedom. What if I wanted to go for a midnight drive to a neighboring state? Too bad. I felt stuck. It wasn’t just from the snow storm either.

For some time I have felt lost. Like I am drifting without any real goal to head to. Or like I am constantly in fog. Or a mist of darkness.

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