I'm going to post on my blog today without anything in mind to say. Let's see, today's Sunday, the sabbath day. I have a cold in the beginning to intermediate stage, so I'm sluffing church. It's not that I am too sick to go, but I'm perty sure I'm at the most contagious point right now. So, for the good of mankind, or at least my ward, I ain't goin'.
I've been feeling the Spirit of the Lord strongly lately. The idea to do a Book of Mormon blog came from The Church's recent General Conference earlier this month. There seemed to be a general theme in several of the talks centering on The Book of Mormon, missionary work, and using the technology available to help in any way possible. I ain't too hip on all the tech of today's world so I might be doing a sloppy job, but I'm doing my best. You can check it out by clicking on the Book of Mormon tab above.
In other news, Emilie's son McKay comes home from his mission in 2 days. This event will prove a theory of mine. That theory is this: No matter how far away a particular, anxiously awaited for event seems to be, it will eventually come. You think I'm being funny, but I really am fascinated by this. You might be anxious for graduation from college, but it seems so far away that it is difficult to think of it in this reality. And as time goes on, the event really isn't getting any closer, at least it feels that way. Every once in a while you hit a milestone, like a new year or something, but actually, the closer you get, the less real it seems.
The TV in my bedroom has a channel guide on channel 22 that scrolls through all the channels continuously. From 2 to 81, it never stops rolling. I'll turn it to 22 to see whats on, say Turner Classic Movies, channel 78, and it never fails that it will just be scrolling through channel 5 or 6 or something. So, I have to wait and wait and wait for 78 to finally come by. Sometimes I'll watch until it comes. Other times I turn it for a minute and then check back. Dang it!! It's on channel 8 again; missed it! Anywayz, point is, 78 will come, whether you stare at the TV with baited breath, or go back to your sewing, or impatiently turn the channel to something else for a minute, or whatever. And when 78 does come, I suggest you pay attention, 'cause that sucker will come and go in a matter of seconds.
|One of our engagement pics, taken by a great artist, Em's brother Parker.|
Two roads diverged in the wood. One path held life with Emilie and the other life without her. I chose the road more scary at the time, and that has made all the difference.
Thanks for listening...