Saturday, January 26, 2013

Angels


Once upon a time it was Thursday.  Our ward was planning on going to the temple in the evening.  We were meeting at 6, which is when I get off of work.  So I decided to wear a skirt to work and appropriate shoes. 

This also happened to be the day that the atmosphere decided to cover Provo in a sheet of ice.  People were falling in the parking lot right and left.  And I was wearing my church shoes with no grip.  But I didn’t fall!  Wahoo!

Anyway, so I brushed off my car and got inside.  I put my car in reverse and started my journey.  I switched to drive and lost control.  By lost control I mean I started sliding forward and my break wasn’t working.  I was headed for a parked car.  So I put my car in park and fortunately it stopped.  I got out of my car.  I was barely a few inches away from the car.  I knew that if I took my car out of park I would slide right into the car. 

I called a total of five people.  Everyone either answered their phone or called me back.  That is what I am most impressed about.  In my moment of horror I found that I do have people I can count on.  Of course, only one of those persons actually helped in the process of getting my car out of its predicament, but my point is that everyone was willing. 


The next day was Friday.  As I drove to work, I couldn’t help thinking that the niceness of the weather was God’s manifestation that He loves us all.  Thus said, Thursday’s weather was God’s way of helping us recognize His love on Friday.  I also believe that there were angels walking around on Thursday.  They helped me with my car.  

Saturday, January 12, 2013

The Things That Matter

Think for a moment of a game of cards being played on the floor.  Everyone is in different positions.  One person is sitting Indian style.  One person is sitting on his/her stomach with his/her legs extending out behind.  One person is squatting.  One person is sitting awkwardly on his/her knees.  You get my point.  There's all these people sprawled out on the floor.  Everyone is in their own comfortable positions.  There's unity among them.  No one feels bad about himself/herself.  Being on the floor is not bad in and of itself.

Now think for a moment of someone who gets pushed to the floor.  Some people stay there on the ground.  That person doesn't feel good.  Some people rise and stand a little taller.  No one likes being pushed to the ground.  It's not because they don't like being on the ground.  It's the idea that they were pushed to that state.  When someone like me is pushed, it just makes me want to stand as tall as I can.  

Now, you could argue that it is equally annoying when someone pulls you to your feet when you don't want to stand.  Equally annoying - maybe - but it's not the same.  It's not based in the same intentions.  Of course, the effect could be similar.  Some people who are forced to stand will do everything in their power to sit.  

Some people have accused me of being cryptic in my posts before.  This would be one of those posts.

Earlier today I read about this.  It kind of scares me the direction this country is headed.  There are some things that people don't take very seriously.  

Also, I think Kitty Werthmann's account is very interesting and worth looking into.  If you want to read it, check out snopes here.  If you'd rather listen to her, check out this website.  

Now you might say that these two stories are not related to each other.  Maybe, but I think they are both illustrations of why the things we did in yesteryear aren't enough to keep us safe this year.  Well, that's my spill for today.  


Saturday, January 05, 2013

Second Star to the Right and Straight on Until OH NO SOMEONE GRABBED MY LEG

I don't want to grow up!  I don't want to grow up!  I don't want to grow up!  I don't want to grow up!  I don't want to grow up!  I don't want to grow up!  I don't want to grow up!  I don't want to grow up!

So I graduated from BYU.  I got an email telling me that they're getting ready to send me my diploma.  I'M GRADUATED! AAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!

And I have a job.  Why did that have to happen so quickly?  I wanted to bum the single life for a bit.

Oh well, I guess that means that I don't get to join the statistics of the college grads without jobs.  I do get to join those who have jobs that aren't in their field; although I'm pretty close.  I work with an accountant.

Umm, ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies.

Did you want a picture?  Ok fine, I'll add a picture.

This is медведь.  I think.  I think that's what I named him.  Anyway, you can just call him bear.