Saturday, September 14, 2013

rain, rain, never go away

(thursday's post that was never actually posted)

Today has consisted of rain, good reads, and some camera play. And may I just say that I'm in my happy place. Sometimes there is nothing more tranquil than just being alone doing what you please while listening to the rain drip outside your window. (I can also hear native-soul-searching music outside, so that adds to my happiness).

This morning I read about the power of the Holy Ghost. It's really cool how we
have the ability to learn things that man doesn't know
to remember things when we need to
to be comforted in times of trouble
to know what to do even when we really don't know what to do
and so much more all by our worthiness through the power of the Holy Ghost. It's such a blessing. I love being able to feel so happy when I try a little harder to be a little better.

So, I was playing with my camera this morning. I finally figured out how to get the effects that I've been dying to capture, therefore, I will be taking a much needed trip up the canyon soon to take some shots. All parties welcome.

I also read this story this morning

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same
hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an
hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from
his lungs.

His bed was next to the room's only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on
his back.

The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their
homes, their jobs, their involvement in the
military service, where they had been on

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the
window could sit up, he would pass the time by
describing to his roommate all the things he could
see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those
one hour periods where his world would be
broadened and enlivened by all the activity and
colour of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.

Ducks and swans played on the water while
children sailed their model boats. Young lovers
walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every colour
and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen
in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in
exquisite details, the man on the other side of
the room would close his eyes and imagine this
picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window
described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band -
he could see it in his mind's eye as the
gentleman by the window portrayed it with
descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.
One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring
water for their baths only to find the lifeless body
of the man by the window, who had died
peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital
attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man
asked if he could be moved next to the window.
The nurse was happy to make the switch, and
after making sure he was comfortable, she left
him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one
elbow to take his first look at the real world
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window
besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have
compelled his deceased roommate who had
described such wonderful things outside this

The nurse responded that the man was blind and
could not even see the wall.

She said, 'Perhaps he just wanted to encourage

Yep, it was just too good not to share.

What if we all looked for ways to make someone's day a little more beautiful?

Happy Saturday,

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

What will you choose?

So I know I'm super late, but last Thursday I celebrated the big 2-0. It's weird because 20 year-olds used to be the people that I thought were considered old. So yeah, I guess now I'm OLD. It's cool, though. Another year older, another year wiser... I mean, that's how it works, right?

So thank you to everyone who made my birthday so special. I felt very loved and I am so grateful to have such good people that care so much about me. Seriously though, I really felt super cool every time someone posted on my thank y'all for all the posts, emails, and birthday wishes. I love y'all.

But really, this past year has been the best year of my life because I've learned so much.
about what is right
what is wrong
who I am now and who I am meant to be
what I really want out of life
what is important and what is not
how to be more selfless and considerate of others
how to let go of things that I can't control
how to trust in and rely on the Lord with all the energy of my soul
that good things and happiness come to those who are worthy
that we experience things because they help us to be who we are supposed to be
that listening is sometimes more important than always having an answer
how to be patient and loving of people, even if they're hard to love
that everyone has something to share
to not make excuses
that humility really helps relieve daily struggles
that sharing and giving of myself is more important than always looking out for myself
to find beauty in the small and simple things
to be grateful for everything, even when I struggle
to always remember what I know, where I stand, and what my purpose is
to be forgiving of others as well as myself
to be willing to sacrifice good things for better things
that just because others may seem like they are okay doesn't mean they aren't struggling on the inside
to be there for others
and that the Lord really does love me and you so much, despite our imperfections.

I just want to say how grateful I am for the Gospel of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I've really come to love this Gospel with all of my heart. It really lights this fire inside of me that just makes me feel so happy and at peace. Our Heavenly Father knows us, even better than we think we know ourselves. He knows what we are capable of and the worth of our each of our souls is sooo great in His sight. We are so precious to Him. I know that He loves each of us with such a love that I don't think we even comprehend sometimes. I know Christ lived and died for us because of the pure love He has for each of us. He completely and perfectly understands us. He knows exactly how we feel when we are sad and frustrated, but also when we are excited and happy. This Gospel is true. If anything is true and right and good, it IS this Gospel.

This weekend, a bunch of good people and I gathered to watch the CES Devotional given by Elder Russell M. Nelson called Youth of the Noble Birthright: What Will You Choose?. In this enlightening and inspired devotional, Elder Nelson posed eight questions:

1) What will you choose to increase in learning?
2) What manner of living will you choose?
3) Will you establish priorities to help make choices in life?
4) With whom will you choose to associate?
5) Will you choose freedom or bondage?
6) Will you choose to follow the Lord or the philosophies of men?
7) How will you prepare for your personal interview with the Savoir?
8) In whom will you put your trust?

Wow, right?
This life is the time for us to prepare to meet God. Life after death isn't just something people talk about and hope for-- it is a real thing. We are going to stand before our Heavenly Father one day.

Are we ready for that?

We can't forget how much God loves us. We are capable of living righteous lives, even if it is hard. It is through those struggles that we find out how strong we really are and it is through those struggles that we realize who we really are and who we really can become. Elder Nelson put it so perfectly when he said "As you choose to live on the Lord's side, you are never alone. God has given you access to His help while you move along mortality's perilous pathway. As you diligently, earnestly pour your heart out to Him in daily prayer, He will send His angels to help you." 

It's just really awesome how beautiful life can be.

Happy Monday-ish,