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SeaWorld Photos
Thursday, April 30, 2009
♦ 4/30/2009 11:19:00 PM 0 comments

Hey, peeps. Just letting you know that I do have some of my photos online now. Click here to take a looksee.

P.S. Anyone afraid of whales or other Water Creatures need not fear. These are all botanical-y related photos.

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Trifecta Mondays
♦ 4/30/2009 10:22:00 PM 0 comments

I'm trying to eat a sandwich right now, and my jam is oozing all over the place. Silly jam.

Anyway. So Monday I convinced the Trifecta to go down to Newport Beach's Temple with me. My Mushu specifically asked for a picture with the cornerstone before we left, so of course we had to go find that.

It was a small preview for the three of us of what our June road-trip to Utah will be like.

We took pictures (mostly me) at the temple, and then we went and found DINNER!!!! Because my People love me, we ordered my three favorite items off the menu at P.F. Chang's and then we ate everything and still had room for....

Sprinkles!!! Sprinkles Cupcakes are everything Michelle (of the BYU Card Club fame) ever cracked them up to be. We each ordered 2, only I saved one of mine for Tuesday's breakfast.

After dessert, there were fun times running around Fashion Island. My Christopher Robin promised to buy me a couch that I like (and shook on it) as soon as I have my own apartment/house. We aren't forgetting about this. However, there were also maybe broken mirrors involved, so we don't know how well my luck will hold about that.

Hope you all enjoy the pictures. SeaWorld post is still coming, promise.

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Wednesday, April 29, 2009
♦ 4/29/2009 08:27:00 PM 1 comments

The sister and I went to SeaWorld yesterday. Now I have like... a gazillion pictures to upload and show you and all that. Before I only had a billion (there were 7 hours of Trifecta Funtimes on Monday. Nuff said). So, moral is, now you have something to look forward to.

Etsy Prints Again
Monday, April 27, 2009
♦ 4/27/2009 12:54:00 PM 2 comments

OK, people. I've decided (sort of. Vaguely.) which pictures I'm going to offer on etsy. Next question. What size?? Help!

(I kind of expect anyone who commented on the last post to comment on this post. Don't disappoint me. And, of course, I still welcome input on the other post, too.)

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A Drawly a Day week 11
Sunday, April 26, 2009
♦ 4/26/2009 09:54:00 PM 1 comments


A bunch of laughs
♦ 4/26/2009 09:48:00 PM 0 comments

So, I meant to blog this yesterday when I got home from work, but instead I fell asleep for two hours (which I also did today, and it was lovely. I love sleeping).

Once upon a time I was working and having lots of annoying camera problems. I am actually starting to think that some of it my be psychological, because I only really have major problems when my Christopher Robin is EQ. So it's probably my way of sending a curse to my camera/pda just so he has to visit me.

So my Christopher Robin comes and switched out my cable, and then proceeded to break his costume. Because he wanted to see if he could. It was pretty awesome, but hard to explain unless you have the costume in front of you. But he only broke it on one side, and that made me think to myself "unbalanced!" every time I looked over at him. With very little peer pressure, I was able to convince him to break the other side. And that is how my Christopher Robin's vest became One of a Kind.

The end.

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Free Fridays!
Friday, April 24, 2009
♦ 4/24/2009 07:56:00 PM 0 comments

I thought for sure I had a list of all the free things I've been given since moving to CA, but apparently I do not. This is slightly disappointing as I can't quite remember everything anymore.

But, moral of the story is: people keep giving me things. For free. For example: today I finally made it to the floral shop/design school that I've been meaning to go to for about a month and talked to the owner. He gave me the bouquet he made for his class today, a topiary design he made for his class earlier this week, and some stems of my favorite flower ever (orchids, duh). Also information about the school, but I asked for that and haven't looked over it yet. But I didn't ask for the flowers.

Also, I'm in the beginning stages of setting up my etsy shop. If you want to see Specific Prints for Sale, then you should probably tell me which ones you think will sell. You should probably tell me that, even if you're not going to buy any from me. Because I've only had one person comment on that part. So here is a link to the last post about that: Etsy Prints

And that's all I have to say about that.

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Thursday, April 23, 2009
♦ 4/23/2009 09:45:00 PM 0 comments

Step 1: respond and rework—answer the questions on your own blog, replace one question that you dislike with a question of your own invention, add one more question of your own.
Step 2: tag—other people.

Make a list of things you can see without getting up: A select handful of my movies, some Disney things, a candle, my Eeyore, pig, bedding, roommate's mess.... I could go on and on and on

Favorite football team: I always have this hope that BYU will be awesome.

What are you wearing now? T-shirt and jeans

What’s the last thing you read/are currently reading? Good Omens by Terry Pratchett. Now I am, once again, out of Terry Pratchett books to read. Sad.

Do you nap a lot? I wish.

Who was the last person you hugged? This little girl hugged my leg at work today. Does that count?

What’s your current obsession/addiction? NCIS. But now I'm done with Season 3 and have to wait for Season 4.

What was the last thing you said aloud? "Is this an earthquake?"

What Web sites do you always visit when you go online? gmail, twitter.

What was the last thing you bought? A pizza

What are you listening to right now? My roommate has the T.V. on and is crunching something crunchy.

What is something you wish you could do more? See my kitty.

What gives you hope? The blossoms on all of the trees along our street.

What is your favorite weather, and why? Sunny. Temperatures between 68 and 73. Or warm rain.

What time do you usually get up? 6:50 am

What is your most challenging goal right now? Decide what I am doing with my life.

If you could have a house–totally paid for, fully furnished–anywhere in the world, where would you want it to be? Somewhere awesome, duh. After that, I don't know.

Favorite vacation spot? Maybe Hawaii? It used to be California, but now I live there...

What is your favorite children’s book? The Giving Tree

Name one thing you just can’t resist no matter how bad it is for you: Ice cream? Maybe staying up late reading.

Have you ever met anyone famous? Yes.

If you could have any job in the world , what would it be? This question has something to do with me not knowing what I'm doing with my life, doesn't it?

What was the last thing you ate? Pizza.

If you had $500 in your hand right now.... what would you do with it? Save it.

If you didn't have a job or go to school what would you do with your time? I would find a job.

What is your favorite place to go out to eat and what do you order? P.F. Chang's (Chicken Lo Mein or Sweet and Sour Chicken) or The Old Spaghetti Factory (Browned Butter and Mizithra)

What is your very first memory? Some scary cats chasing me to our front door when we lived at some apartments, and I couldn't get inside. Actually, I'm not sure if this is my first memory or not. There might be some before it.

What is one thing that scares you more than anything else? Needles. Definitely needles.

What cheers you up?
My cat. The Trifecta. People Visiting me. Presents.

Would you rather experience a tornado or a hurricane? I think a tornado. There is supposedly less water involved.

Chilly gets to do this. And anyone else that wants to.


Etsy Prints?
Monday, April 20, 2009
♦ 4/20/2009 12:55:00 PM 7 comments

So, I've been thinking about this for a while and I've maybe had a few encouraging comments from some people, but I need help making decisions.

So anyway, there's this place online called Maybe you've heard of it ("Your place to buy and sell all things handmade"). Going along with their motto, I've been sore tempted to try to sell some of my photography on their site (I would sell clay things, but I haven't time or supplies for that right now). What I need from you, faithful readers, is input. A) Do I go through with this idea? and B) If so, which prints do I offer to be sold?

This Link includes everything I have posted under the "photography" label. Below you will find a few of my "favorite" images.













And also pretty much everything in this post. Plus others, but I think there are enough pictures in here.

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It's alive!
Sunday, April 19, 2009
♦ 4/19/2009 10:28:00 PM 0 comments

(Kind of like jello, but with less movement -I've been napping a lot)

You may wonder why I haven't blogged for a week. Well, let me tell you.

I had some of my favorite people ever visiting me. Namely the Grandparent People (and Cousin, but he fits in with the "people" bit. Usually). Also the Parents came to keep them company when I Party Pooped out of Disney, which was sure nice of them. It was also sure nice of me to get them into Disney for cheaper than the average Joe's ticket price. (The perks of being a Disney Robot.) So that's what I've been up to.

Anyway, like I said. There were Disney things. I didn't really do the whole picture-taking thing with them at the Parks (except for the part where they came and visited me while I was working, but that doesn't count because that was Work and I was payed to take that picture). But I believe they had fun (and got soaked on a ride or two), despite the weather not being as hot as it was today. Darn weather.

Unfortunately, The Mom got sick on Wednesday and had to stay at the hotel all day. Don't worry, though, she didn't spend the whole day alone. After a while I was Disney'd out and walked back over there where we promptly both fell asleep for a while and I also watched NCIS (Season 3. It's beautiful, but I believe I will need Season 4 for that one thing in May that is coming up). There were also shopping things involved where I helped the Grandmother Person and the Cousin Person get discounts and the Grandmother Person also bought me the adorable Precious Moments Finding Nemo snow globe.

Thursday was fun times with Relatives at the Santa Ana Zoo. Please enjoy this short/long/medium sized Photo Essay (I have yet to decide how many pictures I am uploading. It's a surprise for all of us!)

I'm not entirely sure how it can be ethical for the National Bird to be locked in a giant cage, but I guess that's not something I have to worry about.

The Santa Ana Zoo likes monkeys. A lot. I don't know what kind this one was other than the sleeping kind. He (she? Werf. We'll go with "werf") and werf's hand sticking through the fence.

No photo essay of mine is complete without flowers. We should all know this.

We once learned that Red Panda's do not make good pets. But I couldn't see any sign that said anything about adorable little monkeys.

Emu Fume. I had a book of palindromes once. (If you think about it, that second statement totally makes sense.)

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A Drawly a Day (week 10)
♦ 4/19/2009 01:00:00 AM 0 comments


He Is Not Here
Sunday, April 12, 2009
♦ 4/12/2009 02:00:00 AM 0 comments

Gordon B. Hinckley, “‘He Is Not Here, but Is Risen’,” Ensign, May 1999, 70

But of all the things for which I feel grateful, I am most thankful this Easter morning for the gift of my Lord and my Redeemer. This is Easter, when, with all of Christendom, we commemorate the Resurrection of Jesus Christ.

This was not an ordinary thing. It was the greatest event in human history. I do not hesitate to say that.

“If a man die, shall he live again?” asked Job (Job 14:14). There is no question of greater importance than this.

Those of us who live in comfort and security seldom give any thought to death. Our minds are on other things. Yet there is nothing more certain, nothing more universal, nothing more final than the closure of mortal life. No one can escape it, not one.

...All who have lived upon the earth before us are now gone. They have left all behind as they have stepped over the threshold of silent death. None has escaped. All have walked their way to “the undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveler returns” (Hamlet, act 3, scene 1, lines 79–80). Shakespeare so described it.

But Jesus the Christ changed all that. Only a God could do what He did. He broke the bonds of death. He too had to die, but on the third day, following His burial, He rose from the grave, “the firstfruits of them that slept” (1 Cor. 15:20), and in so doing brought the blessing of the Resurrection to every one of us.

Contemplating this wondrous thing, Paul declared: “O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?” (1 Cor. 15:55).


He walked the dusty roads of Palestine. He had no home that He could call His own, no place to rest His head. His message was the gospel of peace. His teachings were those of generosity and love. “If any man will sue thee at the law, and take away thy coat, let him have thy [cloak] also” (Matt. 5:40).

He taught with parables. He performed miracles the like of which were never performed before or since. He healed those whose sickness was of long standing. He caused the blind to see, the deaf to hear, the lame to walk. He raised the dead, and they lived again to speak His praises. Surely no man had ever done such before.

A few followed Him, but most hated Him. He spoke of the scribes and Pharisees as hypocrites, as whited sepulchers. They plotted against Him. He drove the money changers from the house of the Lord. They doubtless joined those who planned to destroy Him. But He was not deterred. He “went about doing good” (Acts 10:38).

Was not all of this enough to make His memory immortal? Was it not enough to place His name among, and even above, those of the great men who have walked the earth and who have been remembered for what they said or did? Certainly He would have been ranked among the great prophets of all time.

But all of this was not enough for the Son of the Almighty. It was but prelude to greater things to come. They came in a strange and terrible way.

He was betrayed, arrested, condemned to death, to die in awful agony by crucifixion. His living body was nailed to a cross of wood. In unspeakable pain, His life slowly ebbed away. While yet He breathed, He cried out, “Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do” (Luke 23:34).

The earth shook as His spirit passed. The centurion who had seen it all declared in solemnity, “Truly this was the Son of God” (Matt. 27:54).

Those who loved Him took His body from the cross. They dressed it and placed it in a new tomb offered by Joseph of Arimathaea. The tomb was sealed with a great stone at its opening, and a guard was set.

His friends must have wept. The Apostles He loved and whom He had called as witnesses of His divinity wept. The women who loved Him wept. None had understood what He had said about rising the third day. How could they understand? This had never happened before. It was totally unprecedented. It was unbelievable, even for them.

There must have been a terrible sense of dejection and hopelessness and misery as they thought of their Lord taken from them in death.

But that was not the end. On the morning of the third day, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary returned to the tomb. To their utter amazement, the stone was rolled away and the tomb was open. They peered inside. Two beings in white sat at either end of the burial site. An angel appeared to them and said, “Why seek ye the living among the dead?

“He is not here, but is risen: remember how he spake unto you when he was yet in Galilee,

“Saying, The Son of man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, and be crucified, and the third day rise again” (Luke 24:5–7).

These simple words—“He is not here, but is risen”—have become the most profound in all literature. They are the declaration of the empty tomb. They are the fulfillment of all He had spoken concerning rising again. They are the triumphant response to the query facing every man, woman, and child who was ever born to earth.

The risen Lord spoke to Mary, and she replied. He was not an apparition. This was not imagination. He was real, as real as He had been in mortal life. He did not permit her to touch Him. He had not yet ascended to His Father in Heaven. That would happen shortly. What a reunion it must have been, to be embraced by the Father, who loved Him and who also must have wept for Him during His hours of agony.

He would appear to two men on the road to Emmaus. He would converse with them and eat with them. He would meet with His Apostles behind closed doors and teach them. Thomas was not present on the first occasion. On the second occasion, the Lord invited him to feel of His hands and His side. In utter wonder he exclaimed, “My Lord and my God” (John 20:28). He spoke with 500 at one time.

Who can dispute the documentation of these facts? There is no record of any repudiation of the testimony of those who had these experiences. There is abundant evidence that they bore witness of these events throughout their lives, even giving their own lives in affirmation of the reality of the things they had experienced. Their word is clear, and their testimony is secure.

Men and women by the millions through the centuries have accepted that testimony. Countless numbers have lived and died in affirmation of its truth, which has come to them by the power of the Holy Ghost and which they could not in truth deny. Surely no event of human history has been tested more widely as to its validity.

And there is another witness. This biblical companion, the Book of Mormon, testifies that He appeared not only to those of the Old World but also to those of the New. For had He not at one time declared, “Other sheep I have, which are not of this fold: them also I must bring, and they shall hear my voice; and there shall be one fold, and one shepherd”? (John 10:16).

To those of this hemisphere He appeared following His Resurrection. At His descent through the clouds of heaven, the voice of God the Eternal Father was heard again in solemn declaration: “Behold my Beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased, in whom I have glorified my name—hear ye him” (3 Ne. 11:7).

Here again He called 12 Apostles, who would become witnesses of His name and divinity. He taught the people and blessed and healed them as He had done in Palestine, and peace reigned in the land for 200 years as the people sought to live by that which He had taught them.

And if all of this is not enough, there is the testimony, sure and certain and unequivocal, of the great prophet of this dispensation, Joseph Smith. As a boy he went into the woods to pray seeking light and understanding. And there appeared before him two Personages, whose brightness and glory defy all description, standing above him in the air. One of them spoke to him, calling him “by name and said, pointing to the other—This is My Beloved Son. Hear Him!” (JS—H 1:17).

This same Joseph declared on a subsequent occasion: “We beheld the glory of the Son, on the right hand of the Father, and received of his fulness; …

“And now, after the many testimonies which have been given of him, this is the testimony, last of all, which we give of him: That he lives!” (D&C 76:20, 22).

And so on this wonderful Easter morning, as the servants of the Almighty, as prophets and apostles in His great cause, we lift our voices in witness and testimony of our immortal Savior. He came to earth as the Son of the Everlasting Father. He did as Isaiah prophesied He must do. He bore “our griefs, and carried our sorrows. …

“… He was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed” (Isa. 53:4–5).

In everlasting immortality He arose the third day from the rock-hewn grave. He spoke with many. His Father repeatedly affirmed His divine sonship.

Thanks be to the Almighty. His glorified Son broke the bonds of death, the greatest of all victories. As Paul declared, “For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive” (1 Cor. 15:22).

He is our triumphant Lord. He is our Redeemer, who atoned for our sins. Through His redeeming sacrifice all men shall rise from the grave. He has opened the way whereby we may gain not only immortality but also eternal life.

As an Apostle of the Lord Jesus Christ, I bear witness and testimony of these things this Easter day. I speak in solemnity and reverence and gratitude, in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, amen.

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A Drawly a Day (week 9)
♦ 4/12/2009 01:00:00 AM 0 comments


God Shall Be with You Foreer and Ever; a Svithe
Saturday, April 11, 2009
♦ 4/11/2009 10:04:00 PM 0 comments

OK, so, here's the thing. This ain't no research paper or English essay, or anything like that, so the citing of sources is very limited in here. So I'll just say it now, if it didn't come from the manual, then chances are it either came from Lessons from Liberty Jail (by Jeffery R. Holland) or The Ministry of Angels (by the same).

So, basically, if something I say impresses you here, chances are 100% probably sure that I'm not the one that actually said it. Just FYI.

And here's a Scripture Quick Link for you, should you feel inclined to read any of those in context.

Hopefully there is time to teach most of this tomorrow (Oh yeah. Did I mention I'm teaching Relief Society and that this is the lesson?), because I don't even know what I will leave out if I have to cut it short.
Joseph Smith lesson 31

Mosiah 2:41
And moreover, I would desire that ye should consider on the blessed and happy state of those that keep the commandments of God. For behold, they are blessed in all things, both temporal and spiritual; and if they hold out faithful to the end they are received into heaven, that thereby they may dwell with God in a state of never-ending happiness. O remember, remember that these things are true; for the Lord God hath spoken it.

Mosiah 23:21
Nevertheless the Lord seeth fit to chasten his people; yea, he trieth their patience and their faith.

By October of 1838, all-out war seemed inevitable between Mormon and non-Mormon forces confronting each other over these issues. After being driven from several of the counties in the western part of that state and under the presumption they had been invited to discuss ways of defusing the volatile situation that had developed, five leaders of the Church, including the Prophet Joseph, marching under a flag of truce, approached the camp of the Missouri militia near the small settlement of Far West, located in Caldwell County.
As it turned out, the flag of truce was meaningless, and the Church leaders were immediately put in chains and placed under heavy guard. The morning after this arrest, two more Latter-day Saint leaders, including the Prophet’s brother Hyrum, were taken prisoner, making a total of seven in captivity.
Injustice swiftly moved forward toward potential tragedy when a military “court” convened by officers of that militia ordered that Joseph Smith and the six other prisoners all be taken to the public square at Far West and summarily shot. To his eternal credit, Brigadier General Alexander Doniphan, an officer in the Missouri forces, boldly and courageously refused to carry out the inhumane, unjustifiable order. In a daring stand that could have brought him his own court-martial, he cried out against the commanding officer:
It is cold-blooded murder. I will not obey your order. . . . And if you execute these men, I will hold you responsible before an earthly tribunal, so help me God.1
Their execution averted, these seven Church leaders were marched on foot from Far West to Independence, then from Independence to Richmond… They arrived in Liberty on December 1, 1838, just as winter was coming on.
In the dungeon the floor-to-ceiling height was barely six feet, and inasmuch as some of the men, including the Prophet Joseph, were over six feet tall, this meant that when standing they were constantly in a stooped position, and when lying it was mostly upon the rough, bare stones of the prison floor covered here and there by a bit of loose, dirty straw or an occasional dirty straw mat.
The food given to the prisoners was coarse and sometimes contaminated, so filthy that one of them said they “could not eat it until [they] were driven to it by hunger.”2 On as many as four occasions they had poison administered to them in their food, making them so violently ill that for days they alternated between vomiting and a kind of delirium, not really caring whether they lived or died.
Holland, Jeffery R.. "Lessons from Liberty Jail." CES Fireside. 07 September, 2008.
Adversity lasts only a small moment; if we endure well, we will be exalted in the presence of God. (page 362)
D&C 121:1-3
O God! where art Thou? And where is the pavilion that covereth Thy hiding place? How long shall They hand be stayed, and Thine eye, eye Thy pure eye, behold from the eternal heavens, the wrongs of Thy people, and of Thy servants, and Thy ear be penetrated with their cries? Yea, O Lord, how long shall they suffer these wrongs and unlawful oppressions, before Thine heart shall be softened towards them, and They bowels be moved with compassion towards them?

(#1)When lonely, cold, hard times come, we have to endure, we have to continue, we have to persist…When what has to be has been and when what lessons to be learned have been learned, it will be for us as it was for the Prophet Joseph. Just at the time he felt most alone and distant from heaven’s ear was the very time he received the wonderful ministration of the Spirit and wonderful, glorious answers that came from his Father in Heaven.

Elder Holland goes on to say, “Into this dismal dungeon and this depressing time, the voice of God came, saying:

D&C 121:7-8
My son, peace be unto they soul; thine adversity and thine afflictions shall be but a small moment; And then, if thou endure it well, God shall exalt thee on high; thou shalt triumph over all thy foes.
How does this scripture bring comfort to you?
God’s power is greater than any evil, and the truths of the gospel will ultimately triumph.

Alma 36:3
Whosoever shall put their trust in God shall be supported in their trials, and their troubles, and their afflictions, and shall be lifted up at the last day.

(#2)(page 364) “Hell may our forth its rage like the burning lava of mount Vesuvius, or of Etna, or of the most terrible of the burning mountains; and yet shall ‘Mormonism’ stand. Water, fire, truth and God are all realities. [God] is our shield. It is by Him we received our birth. It was by His voice that we were called to a dispensation of His Gospel in the beginning of the fullness of times. It was by Him we received the Book of Mormon; and it is by Him that we remain unto this day; and by Him we shall remain, if it shall be for our glory; and in His Almighty name we are determined to endure tribulation as good soldiers unto the end.
“… You will learn … that walls and irons, doors and creaking hinges, and half-scared-to-death guards and jailers are calculated in their very nature to make the soul of an honest man feel stronger than the powers of hell.”
What do you think it means to feel stronger than the powers of hell?
The Savior understands all our suffering, and He will be with us forever and ever.

(#3)(page 364) “If thou art called to pass through tribulations; if thou art in perils among false brethren; if thou art in perils among robbers; if thou art in perils by land or by sea; if thou art accused with all manner of false accusations; if thine enemies fall upon thee; if they tear thee away from the society of thy father and mother and brethren and sisters; and if with a drawn sword thine enemies tear thee from the bosom of thy wife, and of thine offspring, and thine elder son, although but six years of age, shall cling to thy garments, and shall say, My father, my father, why can’t you stay with us? O, my father, what are the men going to do with you? And if then he shall be thrust from thee by the sword, and thou be dragged to prison, and thine enemies prowl around thee like wolves for the blood of the lamb; and if thou shouldst be cast into the pit, or into the hands of murderers, and the sentence of death passed upon thee; … and above all, if the very jaws of hell shall gape open the mouth wide after thee, know thou, my son, that all these things shall give thee experience, and shall be for thy good.
“The Son of Man hath descended below them all; art thou greater than he?”
(#4) Joseph was not greater than the Savior, and neither are we. And when we promise to follow the Savior, to walk in His footsteps and be His disciples, we are promising to go where that divine path leads us. And the path of salvation has always led one way or another through Gethsemane. So if the Savior faced such injustices and discouragements, such persecutions, unrighteousness, and suffering, we cannot expect that we are not going to face some of that if we still intend to call ourselves His true disciples and faithful followers… However heavy our load might be, it would be a lot heavier if the Savior had not gone that way before us and carried that burden with us and for us.
Very early in the Prophet Joseph’s ministry, the Savior taught him this doctrine. After speaking of sufferings so exquisite to feel and so hard to bear, Jesus said:
I, God, have suffered these things for all, that they [and that means you and I and everyone] might not suffer if they would repent. [D&C 19:16]
In our moments of pain and trial, I guess we would shudder to think it could be worse, but the answer to that is clearly that it could be worse and it would be worse. Only through our faith and repentance and obedience to the gospel that provided the sacred Atonement is it kept from being worse.
No affliction can separate us from the love of God and fellowship with one another.

Hymn #100 Nearer, My God, to Thee (verse 4)
Then, with my waking thoughts bright with thy praise,
out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise;
so by my woes to be
nearer, my God, to thee;
nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee

We are not alone in our little prisons here. When suffering, we may in fact be nearer to God than we’ve ever been in our entire lives.

D&C 84:88
“I will go before your face. I will be on your right hand and on your left, and my Spirit shall be in your hearts, and mine angels round about you, to bear you up.”

(#5) When we speak of those who are instruments in the hand of God, we are reminded that not all angels are from the other side of the veil. Some of them we walk with and talk with—here, now, every day. Some of them reside in our own neighborhoods. Some of them gave birth to us, and in my case, one of them consented to marry me. Indeed heaven never seems closer than when we see the love of God manifested in the kindness and devotion of people so good and so pure that angelic is the only word that comes to mind.
…My beloved brothers and sisters, I testify of angels, both the heavenly and the mortal kind. In doing so I am testifying that God never leaves us alone, never leaves us unaided in the challenges that we face. “[N]or will he, so long as time shall last, or the earth shall stand, or there shall be one man [or woman or child] upon the face thereof to be saved.”13 On occasions, global or personal, we may feel we are distanced from God, shut out from heaven, lost, alone in dark and dreary places. Often enough that distress can be of our own making, but even then the Father of us all is watching and assisting. And always there are those angels who come and go all around us, seen and unseen, known and unknown, mortal and immortal.
(Elder Jeffrey R. Holland, The Ministry of Angels October 2008 Conference Saturday afternoon session)

D&C 121:9
Thy friends do stand by thee, and they shall hail thee again with warm hearts and friendly hands.

When it is obvious that a little time in Liberty Jail waits before you (spiritually speaking), remember these first two truths taught to Joseph in that prison-temple. First, God has not forgotten you, and second, the Savior has been where you have been, allowing Him to provide for your deliverance and your comfort.

The still, small voice whispers consolation to our souls in the depths of sorrow and distress.

(page 366) “Yes, that still small voice, which has so often whispered consolation to my soul, in the depths of sorrow and distress, bade me be of good cheer, and promised deliverance, which gave me great comfort. And although the heathen raged, and the people imagined vain things, yet the Lord of Hosts, the God of Jacob was my refuge; and when I cried unto Him in the day of trouble, He delivered me; for which I call upon my soul, and all that is within me, to bless and praise His holy name. For although I was ‘troubled on every side, yet [I was] not distressed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed.’”

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Rain, rain, come to play?
Friday, April 10, 2009
♦ 4/10/2009 09:23:00 PM 0 comments

It didn't rain today.

I have been seriously miffed about this since I woke up this morning.


Magic #15
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
♦ 4/08/2009 10:35:00 PM 2 comments

I've managed to get my google reader down to just 15 unread blogs.

It's been floating around 75 for the past... well, since January, really. Basically I have my favorite blogs, and I keep up pretty well on those, but then I have my other slightly less favorite blogs (or, due to my short attention span, they just start to be less-interesting and I put off reading them in hopes that if I wait long enough they'll be interesting again- which works, by the way) that maybe don't get read for a few weeks at a time.

So here's a request, love from me. I request that you all be funny and interesting (if you want me to keep up on your blog on a more regular, nearly daily basis) and comment on my blog to tell me just how interesting you are being.

Basically, just remind me how un-boring you are and we'll call it good.

Primordial Man
Tuesday, April 07, 2009
♦ 4/07/2009 10:11:00 PM 1 comments

Last night the Trifecta did something a little different and actually let other people in on our shindigs. These other people should feel honored and blessed right now, because this is not something that happens every Monday. Also, we all got to witness something Beautiful and nearly sacred. My Mushu had his first Bonfire.


My Mushu also had his first s'more. It was a very special moment and one that I think the whole trifecta will cherish forever and ever. It was almost like watching a baby take it's first steps, or seeing that first tooth poke through the gums (OK, that's a little gross, so maybe not the second one).

I also ate several s'mores, but I think I had more fun lighting all the marshmallows on fire and trying to make them go hollow without falling off the stick. Mostly I failed at that, but it was still fun to watch the marshmallows explode in the fire. If you've never witnessed this phenomenon, then you seriously need to reconsider your roasting priorities next time you are around an open fire and roasting something.

Also, minorly disappointing: hot dogs do not explode in the fire.

Meanwhile, I hope you all enjoy this very magical picture of My Mushu and My Christopher Robin.

(Man, check out those magic skills I have. I am so amazing, I could almost work for QA*.)

*This is a Work Related Comment. If you don't understand it, don't worry about it.

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Terrific Tuesday
♦ 4/07/2009 03:03:00 PM 0 comments


A Drawly a Day (week 8)
Sunday, April 05, 2009
♦ 4/05/2009 01:00:00 AM 0 comments


The California's Macy's
Saturday, April 04, 2009
♦ 4/04/2009 02:06:00 PM 2 comments

So, back when I was a student bunny at the Y, I never really liked to shop at Macy's. Give me a Harmon's or an Albertson's any day, but Macy's really wasn't my cup of cocoa. (I know, I know. Great deals and all that, but it feels like a warehouse, and I'm not really into that kind of thing.)

But then I moved to California, where Harmon's doesn't exist and Albertson's is smaller, and no one sells Rhodes Rolls! You can't even begin to imagine the heartache I've been feeling about this. Also the stomach pangs. Pangs of sadness and loss. I was starting to think that I've been doomed to live out the rest of my days without ever again eating another Chilly roll (I plan to make them like you do).

And then I had the bright idea to go to Rhodes' website and click on their product locator. That's when I discovered that Food 4 Less sells them! There was driving and maybe the attacking of the freezer door when I saw them, and then there was rejoicing. I could almost ignore the fact that Food 4 Less is practically the same thing as Macy's. I may not shop there on a regular basis, but I can guarantee that this will be the first place I look when I need more rolls in my life.

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Oo. You didn't get one!
Thursday, April 02, 2009
♦ 4/02/2009 09:46:00 PM 0 comments

I was tired and ornery, but then I watched my favorite commercial ever, and now I'm just tired.


Toot Toot!
Wednesday, April 01, 2009
♦ 4/01/2009 05:49:00 PM 3 comments

Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I think this is adorable.

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