Sunday, March 31, 2013
-Ezra Taft Benson
"Give
me a young woman who loves home and family, who reads and ponders the
scriptures daily, who has a burning testimony of the Book of Mormon. Give me
a young woman who faithfully attends her church meetings, who is a seminary
graduate, who has earned her Young Womanhood Recognition Award and wears it
with pride! Give me a young woman who is virtuous and who has maintained her
personal purity, who will not settle for less than a temple marriage, and I
will give you a young woman who will perform miracles for the Lord now and
throughout eternity."
YW Broadcast
Want to know the secret to a successful Journey?
- "Do not fear, for I the Lord am with you
- Learn the Universal Language... (the Pure Love of Christ)
- Be of Good Cheer :)"
President Dieter F. Uchtdorf is the Man. :)
Friday, March 29, 2013
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
The Divine Mercy
Me: God, can I ask You a question?
God: Sure
God: Sure
Me: Promise You won't get mad
God: I promise
Me: Why did You let so much stuff happen to me today?
God: What do u mean?
Me: Well, I woke up late
God: Yes
Me: My car took forever to start
God: Okay
Me: at lunch they made my sandwich wrong & I had to wait
Me: Why did You let so much stuff happen to me today?
God: What do u mean?
Me: Well, I woke up late
God: Yes
Me: My car took forever to start
God: Okay
Me: at lunch they made my sandwich wrong & I had to wait
God: Huummm
Me: On the way home, my phone went DEAD, just as I picked up a call
God: All right
Me: And on top of it all off, when I got home ~I just want to soak my feet in my new foot massager & relax. BUT it wouldn't work!!! Nothing went right today! Why did You do that?
God: Let me see, the death angel was at your bed this morning & I had to send one of My Angels to battle him for your life. I let you sleep through that.
Me (humbled): OH
GOD: I didn't let your car start because there was a drunk driver on your route that would have hit you if you were on the road.
Me: (ashamed)
God: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick & I didn't want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn't afford to miss work.
Me (embarrassed):Okay
God: Your phone went dead because the person that was calling was going to give false witness about what you said on that call, I didn't even let you talk to them so you would be covered.
Me (softly): I see God
God: Oh and that foot massager, it had a shortage that was going to throw out all of the power in your house tonight. I didn't think you wanted to be in the dark.
Me: I'm Sorry God
God: Don't be sorry, just learn to Trust Me.... in All things , the Good & the bad.
Me: I will trust You.
God: And don't doubt that My plan for your day is Always Better than your plan.
Me: I won't God. And let me just tell you God, Thank You for Everything today.
God: You're welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I Love looking after My Children...
Monday, March 25, 2013
Sunday, March 24, 2013
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Life is Content :)
It feels nice to have a great comeback. Without the Lord on my side, I would've never made it through everything.
"Once you've hit bottom, the only place left to go is up."
~Sweet from Atlantis
For once, I'm content with my life. I may not be the cutest person on earth, I may not have the perfect life, the perfect clothes, a boyfriend, a car... but I don't need any of that. I have my family, my friends, myself, and the Lord. That's all the help and care in my life that I need :)
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Monday, March 18, 2013
Thursday, March 14, 2013
A Christian Poem
I call myself a Christian
but that's not the life I'm livin
I'm always wonderin if this God is fact or fiction
... but today's the day, I give up this contradiction
its time to start again with Christ, time to start another life
cause I'm gettin really tired of, livin this lie.
I don't really read the Bible even though I know I must
its just sittin on a shelf and its collectin all this dust
I used to go to church on Sunday; thought that was enough
but soon I quit that too, I guess it was just way too much
as a Christian I am failing, yea its true the stuff I'm sayin
wrap me in your arms cause I desperately need saving.
The door is never locked yet I cannot turn the handle
its like I'm goin up river, stuck without a paddle
I'm feelin incomplete like a ranch without the cattle
like a snake without its rattle, God, I'm feelin really baffled
show me where to go, light the way with a candle........
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Parable of the Lost Sheep
‘Twas
a sheep not a lamb that went astray
In the parable Jesus told,
‘Twas a grown sheep that wandered away
From the ninety and nine in the fold.
And out on the hilltop, and out in the cold,
‘Twas a sheep the Good Shepherd sought.
Back to the fold and back to the flock,
‘Twas a sheep that the Good Shepherd brought.
Now, why should the sheep be so carefully fed
And cared for even to-day?
Because there is danger if they go wrong,
They will lead the lambs astray.
The lambs will follow the sheep, you know,
Where’er they wander-where’er they go.
If the sheep goes wrong, it will not be long
Till the lambs are as wrong as they.
So still with the sheep we must earnestly plead,
For the sake of the lambs to-day.
If the lambs are lost, what a terrible cost
The sheep will have to pay!
---C.C. Miller
Monday, March 11, 2013
"FLU UPDATE "
What is the difference between Bird Flu and Swine Flu?
For bird flu you need tweetment and for swine flu you need oinkment
For bird flu you need tweetment and for swine flu you need oinkment
Now aren't you sorry that you still hang around with me?
Thursday, March 7, 2013
What I'm feelin Now...
She didn't have time to cry
She was so scared
She threw her hands up in the air
Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this road I'm on
For the first time in a long time
She bowed her head to pray
She said I'm sorry for the way
I've been living my life
I know I've got to change
So from now on tonight
Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this road I'm on
Oh I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
Save me from this road I'm on
Jesus take the wheel
She was so scared
She threw her hands up in the air
Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this road I'm on
For the first time in a long time
She bowed her head to pray
She said I'm sorry for the way
I've been living my life
I know I've got to change
So from now on tonight
Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this road I'm on
Oh I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
Save me from this road I'm on
Jesus take the wheel
Harder than I thought.. ;'(
I thought for sure that this could work between us because it was the
second time and we had both gone through things that I thought
would've made us better people, but You cant change people through Love. It just doesn't work that way, and I'm afraid I've made the same choices and mistakes that I did back then. I act like a punk and I need to change.
Yes, he goes to church with us, yes, he's more socialable, and yes, he's made better choices and gone back to school. But that doesn't change the fact that he won't accept the Gospel into his life. He's more Atheist than anything, which isn't a bad thing, everyone has their own Agency.
However, I NEED the Priesthood in my Home and I would like my husband to be a Return Missionary. I don't want to be the only one going on a Mission. I've tried talking to him about the Gospel but every time I do, it seems like he always has a Scientific answer for the way things "actually" work. He doesn't feel the Holy Ghost and he doesn't quite frankly believe in God. I AM getting Married in The House of the Lord, and with the way things are going, that won't happen in this relationship either.
As much as I love him, I have to let him go. I can't reach my full potential with him and he has a different plan that he wants to follow. I admit that I love him, but if we do this any longer...my heart will break. I can deal with the little cracks for now, but I'm slowly slipping away, and soon I'll be lost in the black abyss that lies beneath the ground.
As poetic as that sounds, its the whole truth. I'm attempting to be strong and put on a fake smile, but inside I'm tearing myself apart. I know that he loves me and I know that I love him, but I can't do this anymore. I know what I want and what I want will never work between us. I discovered that then and I've found it again.
Everything that I want my future husband to have and cherish and love isn't here, and I KNOW that The Lord will help me through this because He LOVES ME. I also KNOW that The Lord wants me to be Happy to EVERY SINGLE EXTENT, but I can't be happy living this way.
Its sooo Much easier said than done, now I just gotta do it..
Thanks for letting me vent...I just had to tell someone.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Sunday, March 3, 2013
My Oath to YOU
When you are sad.....I will dry your tears.
When you are scared.....I will comfort your fears.
When you are worried.......I will give you hope.
When you are confused......I will help you cope.
And when you are lost...and can't see the light, I
shall be your beacon...shining ever so bright.
This is my oath.....I pledge till the end.
Why you may ask?....Because you're my friend.
Signed: GOD
When you are scared.....I will comfort your fears.
When you are worried.......I will give you hope.
When you are confused......I will help you cope.
And when you are lost...and can't see the light, I
shall be your beacon...shining ever so bright.
This is my oath.....I pledge till the end.
Why you may ask?....Because you're my friend.
Signed: GOD
A ball
A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end. It keeps us together like our Circle of Friends. But the treasure inside for you to see is the treasure of friendship you've granted to me.
Today I pass the friendship ball to you.
Pass it on to someone who is a friend to you.
Today I pass the friendship ball to you.
Pass it on to someone who is a friend to you.
A Miracle
A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet.
She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three
times, even.. The total had to be exactly perfect... No chance here for mistakes..
Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.
She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment.
Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat
with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a
quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter.. That did it!
'And what do you want?' the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages,' he said without waiting for a reply to his question.
'Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,' Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone.. 'He's really, really sick....and I want to buy a miracle.'
'I beg your pardon?' said the pharmacist.
'His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?'
'We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help you,' the pharmacist said, softening a little.
'Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs.'
The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He stooped down and asked the little girl, 'What kind of a miracle does your brother need?'
' I don't know,' Tess replied with her eyes welling up. I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money..'
'How much do you have?' asked the man from Chicago .
'One dollar and eleven cents,' Tess answered barely audible.
'And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to.'
'Well, what a coincidence,' smiled the man. 'A dollar and eleven cents---the exact price of a miracle for little brothers.'
He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said 'Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle you need.'
That well-dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of charge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.
Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.
'That surgery,' her Mom whispered.. 'was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?'
Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost...one dollar and eleven cents...plus the faith of a little child.
In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need.
A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a higher law.
She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three
times, even.. The total had to be exactly perfect... No chance here for mistakes..
Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.
She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment.
Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat
with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a
quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter.. That did it!
'And what do you want?' the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages,' he said without waiting for a reply to his question.
'Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,' Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone.. 'He's really, really sick....and I want to buy a miracle.'
'I beg your pardon?' said the pharmacist.
'His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?'
'We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help you,' the pharmacist said, softening a little.
'Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs.'
The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He stooped down and asked the little girl, 'What kind of a miracle does your brother need?'
' I don't know,' Tess replied with her eyes welling up. I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money..'
'How much do you have?' asked the man from Chicago .
'One dollar and eleven cents,' Tess answered barely audible.
'And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to.'
'Well, what a coincidence,' smiled the man. 'A dollar and eleven cents---the exact price of a miracle for little brothers.'
He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said 'Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle you need.'
That well-dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of charge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.
Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.
'That surgery,' her Mom whispered.. 'was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?'
Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost...one dollar and eleven cents...plus the faith of a little child.
In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need.
A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a higher law.
Saturday, March 2, 2013
The World is Mine
Today, upon a bus, I saw a girl with golden hair.
I envied her, she seemed so gay, and wished I was as fair.
When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobbled down the aisle.
She had one leg and wore a crutch.
And as she passed... a smile.
Oh God, forgive me when I whine.
I have 2 legs, the world is mine
I stopped to buy some candy. The lad who sold it had such charm.
I talked with him, he seemed so glad.
If I were late, it'd do no harm.
And as I left, he said to me, "I thank you, you've been so kind.
It's nice to talk with folks like you. You see," he said, "I'm blind."
Oh God, forgive me when I whine.
I have 2 eyes, the world is mine.
Later while walking down the street,
I saw a child with eyes of blue.
He stood and watched the others play.
He did not know what to do.
I stopped a moment and then I said,
"Why don't you join the others, dear?"
He looked ahead without a word. And then I knew, he couldn't hear.
Oh God, forgive me when I whine.
I have 2 ears, the world is mine.
With feet to take me where I'd go.
With eyes to see the sunset's glow.
With ears to hear what I'd know.
Oh God, forgive me when I whine.
I've been blessed indeed, the world is mine........
~ Red Foley
I envied her, she seemed so gay, and wished I was as fair.
When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobbled down the aisle.
She had one leg and wore a crutch.
And as she passed... a smile.
Oh God, forgive me when I whine.
I have 2 legs, the world is mine
I stopped to buy some candy. The lad who sold it had such charm.
I talked with him, he seemed so glad.
If I were late, it'd do no harm.
And as I left, he said to me, "I thank you, you've been so kind.
It's nice to talk with folks like you. You see," he said, "I'm blind."
Oh God, forgive me when I whine.
I have 2 eyes, the world is mine.
Later while walking down the street,
I saw a child with eyes of blue.
He stood and watched the others play.
He did not know what to do.
I stopped a moment and then I said,
"Why don't you join the others, dear?"
He looked ahead without a word. And then I knew, he couldn't hear.
Oh God, forgive me when I whine.
I have 2 ears, the world is mine.
With feet to take me where I'd go.
With eyes to see the sunset's glow.
With ears to hear what I'd know.
Oh God, forgive me when I whine.
I've been blessed indeed, the world is mine........
~ Red Foley
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