Friday, April 20, 2012
Friday, March 23, 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Monday, March 5, 2012
My husband and I have been craving Red Robin's delicious steak fries so we decided to go for "family night" this week. It was delicious!!!
I was very excited for my meal!
Lane loves his burgers...but not being in pictures so much.
This is a BBQ Chicken Wrap...I get it every time and love it more each time. Yumm
We're not sure who Fred and Jim are but they kept our condiments company.
RED ROBIN: YUM!
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
The Couch Incident...
Fun fact: Sometimes following instructions can be misleading...especially instructions included on a box containing a product that is produced in and distributed from another country. Our country loves these items. We purchase them every day. We don't think much of it considering instructions, directions, and packaging are all in familiar ENGLISH. However, next time you decide to buy nice couches, brought home in boxes with dotted lines that say "CUT HERE", clearing displaying a picture of a razor blade, (which most normal, sane, even smart people would take as a clear picture, signifying the appropriate tool for the job), you may want to double check the master mind behind your product.
Lane and I found a deliciously comfortable sectional, ataman and all, at Costco a few weeks ago. Originally we had our eyes set on a cheaply made sofa, (extremely comfortable with unique and fun features, not knowing it was cheap at the time) but we usually like to think things over and by the time we came back to take another look at purchasing, it was too late. The only one they had left was the floor model and it was clear it had been turned into a playground. Needless to say, that was not meant to be.
Well, we knew that Lane had his surgery coming up with some inevitable down time for recovery, and the current couch we have is not built for comfort. It was generously given to us by my boss. We had no furniture to speak of getting married but were fortunate enough to have generous people on our side. We graciously accepted the couch, not caring how old or uncomfortable it was, and went on enjoying our marital bliss. It came to our attention during one of the surgery discussions, that something a little more comfortable would be greatly appreciated during Lane's recovery. We were so abundantly blessed when we got married and have been able to save all the money that we received from loving friends and family, so we decided this could be an awesome opportunity to purchase our first piece of furniture. We proceeded to take a closer look at some of the other furniture pieces that Costo had (side note: if you're a Boyer, it is a requirement to fall in love with Costco) and discovered and awesome sectional that was in our budget. We took a week or so to look around on the web to see how comparable the price really was for the quality and found that it was a great deal. It was bigger than I think we originally thought about getting, but we liked it a lot and decided to go for it.
There is only one downside to the deals at Costco. No delivery. So this purchase started a series of multiple trucking excursions. We borrowed my dad's truck and also had Lane's dad show up to help with the second section of the sectional. We got them back to the house and with the help of my dad and brother, got them into the house with only a little breathlessness. We were so excited to get them out and sit as giddy newlyweds on our very first couches. After thanking our families for their help and swapping cars back, Lane quickly assessed the giant box situation and whipped out the razor blade. The boxes clearly "forbid" you to cut along the natural openings of the box and distinctly directed your attention to the dotted lines all around the bottom of the boxes, where it says "CUT HERE". That's exactly what my handsome husband did. We got the cardboard cut and, with teamwork, removed the giant box from the first one.
Drumroll right?
But there it was. A kick in the face to Lane. He was no happy camper as he realized that the razor blade had slashed the bottom edges of each couch. He was devastated, and who can blame him?? After convincing him he wasn't an idiot and no one could possibly know the couches would sit right at the very edges of the box, we proceeded to set them up in the living room. After all, there wasn't anything we were going to be able to do about it for the rest of the weekend.
Happy ending: We forgot about the slashes for a few weeks (well, almost forgot. Lane still felt crummy when he stopped in the kitchen and could see one slices end staring at him) and were able to FALL IN LOVE with our couches during Lane's recovery.
Positive plug for Costo: When Lane was coming out of surgery, still groggy from anesthesia, he happened to retell the comical couch story to his mom. She took matters into her own hands and called Costco for us. They immediately told her to bring them back. They didn't care that it was essentially our fault (but not really...dotted line people) and just told us to bring them back in for a trade or full refund.
Sad ending: When we finally got our ducks in a row to take the couches back down town, they were completely sold out, with no more in production for ship. :( We were super bummed. We really did love those couches. Parting is such sweet sorrow. Needless to say, old Mr. frumpy uncomfortable is back in the living room. Someday we'll find the perfect couch. It will be comfy and nice and you'll probably hear us saying "What Costco sectional?". ... Ok, who could forget this experience? But we WILL find a nice couch.
Fun fact: Sometimes following instructions can be misleading...especially instructions included on a box containing a product that is produced in and distributed from another country. Our country loves these items. We purchase them every day. We don't think much of it considering instructions, directions, and packaging are all in familiar ENGLISH. However, next time you decide to buy nice couches, brought home in boxes with dotted lines that say "CUT HERE", clearing displaying a picture of a razor blade, (which most normal, sane, even smart people would take as a clear picture, signifying the appropriate tool for the job), you may want to double check the master mind behind your product.
Lane and I found a deliciously comfortable sectional, ataman and all, at Costco a few weeks ago. Originally we had our eyes set on a cheaply made sofa, (extremely comfortable with unique and fun features, not knowing it was cheap at the time) but we usually like to think things over and by the time we came back to take another look at purchasing, it was too late. The only one they had left was the floor model and it was clear it had been turned into a playground. Needless to say, that was not meant to be.
Well, we knew that Lane had his surgery coming up with some inevitable down time for recovery, and the current couch we have is not built for comfort. It was generously given to us by my boss. We had no furniture to speak of getting married but were fortunate enough to have generous people on our side. We graciously accepted the couch, not caring how old or uncomfortable it was, and went on enjoying our marital bliss. It came to our attention during one of the surgery discussions, that something a little more comfortable would be greatly appreciated during Lane's recovery. We were so abundantly blessed when we got married and have been able to save all the money that we received from loving friends and family, so we decided this could be an awesome opportunity to purchase our first piece of furniture. We proceeded to take a closer look at some of the other furniture pieces that Costo had (side note: if you're a Boyer, it is a requirement to fall in love with Costco) and discovered and awesome sectional that was in our budget. We took a week or so to look around on the web to see how comparable the price really was for the quality and found that it was a great deal. It was bigger than I think we originally thought about getting, but we liked it a lot and decided to go for it.
There is only one downside to the deals at Costco. No delivery. So this purchase started a series of multiple trucking excursions. We borrowed my dad's truck and also had Lane's dad show up to help with the second section of the sectional. We got them back to the house and with the help of my dad and brother, got them into the house with only a little breathlessness. We were so excited to get them out and sit as giddy newlyweds on our very first couches. After thanking our families for their help and swapping cars back, Lane quickly assessed the giant box situation and whipped out the razor blade. The boxes clearly "forbid" you to cut along the natural openings of the box and distinctly directed your attention to the dotted lines all around the bottom of the boxes, where it says "CUT HERE". That's exactly what my handsome husband did. We got the cardboard cut and, with teamwork, removed the giant box from the first one.
Drumroll right?
But there it was. A kick in the face to Lane. He was no happy camper as he realized that the razor blade had slashed the bottom edges of each couch. He was devastated, and who can blame him?? After convincing him he wasn't an idiot and no one could possibly know the couches would sit right at the very edges of the box, we proceeded to set them up in the living room. After all, there wasn't anything we were going to be able to do about it for the rest of the weekend.
Happy ending: We forgot about the slashes for a few weeks (well, almost forgot. Lane still felt crummy when he stopped in the kitchen and could see one slices end staring at him) and were able to FALL IN LOVE with our couches during Lane's recovery.
Positive plug for Costo: When Lane was coming out of surgery, still groggy from anesthesia, he happened to retell the comical couch story to his mom. She took matters into her own hands and called Costco for us. They immediately told her to bring them back. They didn't care that it was essentially our fault (but not really...dotted line people) and just told us to bring them back in for a trade or full refund.
Sad ending: When we finally got our ducks in a row to take the couches back down town, they were completely sold out, with no more in production for ship. :( We were super bummed. We really did love those couches. Parting is such sweet sorrow. Needless to say, old Mr. frumpy uncomfortable is back in the living room. Someday we'll find the perfect couch. It will be comfy and nice and you'll probably hear us saying "What Costco sectional?". ... Ok, who could forget this experience? But we WILL find a nice couch.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Dear K,
Today I gave you BLISS!
February 14, 2012= The very BEST Valentine's Day I have EVER had! I have a husband who I adore so much more than any words can express. He is handsome and thoughtful and so loving.
Savor this,
Today I gave you BLISS!
February 14, 2012= The very BEST Valentine's Day I have EVER had! I have a husband who I adore so much more than any words can express. He is handsome and thoughtful and so loving.
He called me on his break, just to hear my voice :)
He brought home take out from Chili's (which we love)
because he wanted to avoid the hustle and bustle of going out and cozy up with me and a flick :)
because he wanted to avoid the hustle and bustle of going out and cozy up with me and a flick :)
He brought me home flowers that were BEAUTIFUL to say the least :)
He hugged and kissed me all night long :)
He made me feel like a million dollars :)
He relived our wedding day with me by putting in our wedding video
and putting up with my teary eyes :)
The feeling I get when I'm with him is greater than any other feeling I get. And the very best part is that it isn't just on special days like Valentine's that I feel it...it's every single day. Every moment I get to spend with him is better than the moment before. He's magical and doesn't even know it. I am truly blessed and in love. In deep, real, passionate, sweet, sublime love.I think I'll smile some more now. :)
Thank you Lane.
Savor this,
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Dear K,
Today I gave you a twinge of the heart as you heard a quote and fell in love again. Oh and I gave you the most incredible husband in the universe. You're welcome.
"You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn’t true.
I know a lot about love.
I’ve seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate… It made me want to turn away and never look down again.
But when I see the way that mankind loves…
You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful.
So yes,
I know that love is unconditional.
But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and… What I’m trying to say, is… I think I love you.
Is this love? I never imagined I’d know it for myself.
My {heart}… It feels like my chest can barely contain it.
Like it’s trying to escape
because it doesn’t belong to me any more.
It belongs to you.
And if you wanted it, I’d wish for nothing in exchange – no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too.
Just your heart, in exchange for mine."
Yvaine--From the motion picture, "Stardust"
Today I gave you a twinge of the heart as you heard a quote and fell in love again. Oh and I gave you the most incredible husband in the universe. You're welcome.
"You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn’t true.
I know a lot about love.
I’ve seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate… It made me want to turn away and never look down again.
But when I see the way that mankind loves…
You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful.
So yes,
I know that love is unconditional.
But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and… What I’m trying to say, is… I think I love you.
Is this love? I never imagined I’d know it for myself.
My {heart}… It feels like my chest can barely contain it.
Like it’s trying to escape
because it doesn’t belong to me any more.
It belongs to you.
And if you wanted it, I’d wish for nothing in exchange – no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too.
Just your heart, in exchange for mine."
Yvaine--From the motion picture, "Stardust"
~*~
Friday, January 13, 2012
Dear K,
Today I gave you light. I made your heart desire to reach out to the things you are passionate about and gave you reason to believe that you are enough. I gave you weakness so that you might know you can barrell through it, even when running on two hours of sleep.
Today I gave you a husbands smile. Didn't his eyes scream "I love you!" as you made him soup and held his head in your lap? Savor that.
Today I gave you friendship and a chance to share in someone else's excitement. Her marriage reminds of your own and your heart strings thrill at the memories made on that beautiful day. Remember the kiss...the first one as husband and wife? Remember the twirling you did in your gown? The way you couldn't stop staring at him, knowing he was yours forever.
::sigh::
Savor that.
Today I gave you light. I made your heart desire to reach out to the things you are passionate about and gave you reason to believe that you are enough. I gave you weakness so that you might know you can barrell through it, even when running on two hours of sleep.
Today I gave you a husbands smile. Didn't his eyes scream "I love you!" as you made him soup and held his head in your lap? Savor that.
Today I gave you friendship and a chance to share in someone else's excitement. Her marriage reminds of your own and your heart strings thrill at the memories made on that beautiful day. Remember the kiss...the first one as husband and wife? Remember the twirling you did in your gown? The way you couldn't stop staring at him, knowing he was yours forever.
::sigh::
Savor that.
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Dear K,
Today you looked inward and I gave you an opportunity to move forward...
I have been concerned lately with "who I am", feeling like I lack the identity needed to be able to claim that I know who I am. Through recent words of scripture and prophets and much pondering I've realized that the discovery of our true identity happens in and through our Savior Jesus Christ, living His gospel, and learning his teachings. With such realization and more eternal goals in mind, I decided to purchase a new triple combination. I hope to dive into the living waters and begin absorbing knowledge I've truly been missing.
I have set a temple goal. No date yet, but while talking with my bishop I decided that striving to enter the temple, worthy and prepared, would be an excellent way to focus my good intentions and turn them into patterns of righteousness that I hope to pursue for the rest of eternity.
I have decided not to have my name put on my new set of scriptures until I am able and worthy to enter the temple. It will serve as a symbol of discovering my identity. By obtaining and maintaining a temple recommend I will be able to say that I know who I am... Kelsee...A daughter of a divine Heavenly Father and a disciple of Jesus Christ, who has made it possible for me to have a life of substance, meaning and every lasting happiness I could ever imagine.
I'm grateful for growth and
opportunity
and [humbled]
by
His grace and
Love.
You're doing great
Today you looked inward and I gave you an opportunity to move forward...
I have been concerned lately with "who I am", feeling like I lack the identity needed to be able to claim that I know who I am. Through recent words of scripture and prophets and much pondering I've realized that the discovery of our true identity happens in and through our Savior Jesus Christ, living His gospel, and learning his teachings. With such realization and more eternal goals in mind, I decided to purchase a new triple combination. I hope to dive into the living waters and begin absorbing knowledge I've truly been missing.
I have set a temple goal. No date yet, but while talking with my bishop I decided that striving to enter the temple, worthy and prepared, would be an excellent way to focus my good intentions and turn them into patterns of righteousness that I hope to pursue for the rest of eternity.
I have decided not to have my name put on my new set of scriptures until I am able and worthy to enter the temple. It will serve as a symbol of discovering my identity. By obtaining and maintaining a temple recommend I will be able to say that I know who I am... Kelsee...A daughter of a divine Heavenly Father and a disciple of Jesus Christ, who has made it possible for me to have a life of substance, meaning and every lasting happiness I could ever imagine.
I'm grateful for growth and
opportunity
and [humbled]
by
His grace and
Love.
You're doing great
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Dear K,
Today I reminded you that HE LIVES!! Remember what you believe in...
Today, while I was low and trying to find those feelings within myself to bring me higher, turning a corner in the car I came upon this glorious, beautiful, inspiring sight.
I felt loved.
And I thank my Heavenly Father for that.
Savor That
Today I reminded you that HE LIVES!! Remember what you believe in...
He lives all glory to His name.
He lives my Savior still the same.
He lives, and while he lives I'll sing
He lives, my prophet priest and King.
And I thank my Heavenly Father for that.
Savor That
Friday, July 30, 2010
Dear K,
Today I presented exactly how you were feeling through the thoughts of someone else. Inspiration can always be found, even if it's just another blog.
Waiting for Tears
by Iris Orprecio a.k.a. Iris Orpi
http://irisisms.wordpress.com/
A man is playing a sad song
on a violin in my head
and I’m waiting for him
to get to a crescendo
so I could
get carried away
and overflow
anything
that could assist
in shaking me out
of this numbness
this unwanted
suspended state
of refusing to feel
let me cry,
please
I have time, I’m not busy
I have time, I’m young enough
don’t let me grow old
let this pain
not take root
in my impressionable soul
let me spit out
the bad seeds
I can’t smile about this
tomorrow
if I don’t cry about it
today
Today I presented exactly how you were feeling through the thoughts of someone else. Inspiration can always be found, even if it's just another blog.
Waiting for Tears
by Iris Orprecio a.k.a. Iris Orpi
http://irisisms.wordpress.com/
A man is playing a sad song
on a violin in my head
and I’m waiting for him
to get to a crescendo
so I could
get carried away
and overflow
anything
that could assist
in shaking me out
of this numbness
this unwanted
suspended state
of refusing to feel
let me cry,
please
I have time, I’m not busy
I have time, I’m young enough
don’t let me grow old
let this pain
not take root
in my impressionable soul
let me spit out
the bad seeds
I can’t smile about this
tomorrow
if I don’t cry about it
today
Play on
Dear K,
I know you are still hurting, but I'm giving you experience to help you down the road...
Right now my insides feel like a paper cut out.
You know how when you're in elementary and you lie down on a big piece of paper and your teacher or peer traces the outline of your fragile, innocent little body? Then the assignment is to decorate in ways and with things that represent and describe yourself? Then the teacher would hang them around the classroom, lifeless forms to stare, at swaying as the central air catches an edge. As I reflect on that memory, those paper people seem more real than I feel inside.
My insides are a paper cut out...
left blank...
never put on display because
it was never completed as the assignment depicted.
Still, the breeze catches the edges.
But with no anchor, it simply begins to curl up and blow away.
I'm on the outside, crayon in hand,
wishing,
wanting,
needing to complete the assignment of filling in
my paper cut out.
But I can't.
I seem lifeless.
Helpless.
Held back by something so heavy
it renders me immovable.
Heavy things like
fear and discouragement
disappointment and heartache
confusion and wonder
guilt and sadness
The crayon falls out of my hand,
limp.
Without moving my head,
my eyes shift downward
as the color melts into the hot pavement,
heat waves rising, distorting my now distant view of that
dwindling paper cut out
blowing away.
One silent tear fell,
evaporated,
just like all those "things"
that were suppose to fill the inside of
my paper cut out.
Right now my insides feel like a paper cut out.
I'm rooting for you
I know you are still hurting, but I'm giving you experience to help you down the road...
Right now my insides feel like a paper cut out.
You know how when you're in elementary and you lie down on a big piece of paper and your teacher or peer traces the outline of your fragile, innocent little body? Then the assignment is to decorate in ways and with things that represent and describe yourself? Then the teacher would hang them around the classroom, lifeless forms to stare, at swaying as the central air catches an edge. As I reflect on that memory, those paper people seem more real than I feel inside.
My insides are a paper cut out...
left blank...
never put on display because
it was never completed as the assignment depicted.
Still, the breeze catches the edges.
But with no anchor, it simply begins to curl up and blow away.
I'm on the outside, crayon in hand,
wishing,
wanting,
needing to complete the assignment of filling in
my paper cut out.
But I can't.
I seem lifeless.
Helpless.
Held back by something so heavy
it renders me immovable.
Heavy things like
fear and discouragement
disappointment and heartache
confusion and wonder
guilt and sadness
The crayon falls out of my hand,
limp.
Without moving my head,
my eyes shift downward
as the color melts into the hot pavement,
heat waves rising, distorting my now distant view of that
dwindling paper cut out
blowing away.
One silent tear fell,
evaporated,
just like all those "things"
that were suppose to fill the inside of
my paper cut out.
Right now my insides feel like a paper cut out.
I'm rooting for you
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Dear K,
Recently I've given you pain. Perhaps it was more choice that I gave you and the result was pain, but I hope you'll find the lesson I can give you in the pain.
You'll never see this, but I want you to know
Recently I've given you pain. Perhaps it was more choice that I gave you and the result was pain, but I hope you'll find the lesson I can give you in the pain.
You'll never see this, but I want you to know
It may have
just been a moment
to you,
but it changed
every single one
that followed for me.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Dear K,
Today I threw you a life line. I showed you that it is through things of the spirit that you are truly saved. I believe you grabbed on tight...
Searching the soul is a task that takes patience and a desire to understand the things not understood. In searching my own soul after heartache brought about by my own transgression, I was led to the following scriptures that saved me at a particular time when I was struggling treading water.
Moroni 8:16
16 Wo be unto them that shall pervert the ways of the Lord after this manner, for they shall perish except they repent. Behold, I speak with boldness, having authority from God; and I fear not what man can do; for perfect love casteth out all fear.
Mormon 9:27
27 O then despise not, and wonder not, but hearken unto the words of the Lord, and ask the Father in the name of Jesus for what things soever ye shall stand in need. Doubt not, but be believing, and begin as in times of old, and come unto the Lord with all your heart, and work out your own salvation with fear and trembling before him.
Romans 8:35-39
35 Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?
36 As it is written, For thy sake we are killed all the day long; we are accounted as sheep for the slaughter.
37 Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us.
38 For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come,
39 Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Isaiah 1:18
18 Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.
The Lord sees us while we struggle and sends us what we need. It is real. It is true. There is always hope and an attainable salvation.
Others that brought me strength
D&C 19:16
16 For behold, I, God, have suffered these things for all, that they might not suffer if they would repent;
Alma 42:22-24
22 But there is a law given, and a punishment affixed, and a repentance granted; which repentance, mercy claimeth; otherwise, justice claimeth the creature and executeth the law, and the law inflicteth the punishment; if not so, the works of justice would be destroyed, and God would cease to be God.
23 But God ceaseth not to be God, and mercy claimeth the penitent, and mercy cometh because of the atonement; and the atonement bringeth to pass the resurrection of the dead; and the resurrection of the dead bringeth back men into the presence of God; and thus they are restored into his presence, to be judged according to their works, according to the law and justice.
24 For behold, justice exerciseth all his demands, and also mercy claimeth all which is her own; and thus, none but the truly penitent are saved.
And to sum it all up, here is my prayer. No other words could capture what I wish from my heart. I'm grateful for the gospel and for the word of God that brings us enlightenment in times of darkness.
Psalms 51
1 Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness: according unto the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions.
2 Wash me throughly from mine iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin.
3 For I acknowledge my transgressions: and my sin is ever before me.
4 Against thee, thee only, have I sinned, and done this evil in thy sight: that thou mightest be justified when thou speakest, and be clear when thou judgest.
5 Behold, I was shapen in iniquity...
6 Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts: and in the hidden part thou shalt make me to know wisdom.
7 Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
8 Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.
9 Hide thy face from my sins, and blot out all mine iniquities.
10 Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.
11 Cast me not away from thy presence; and take not thy holy spirit from me.
12 Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with thy free spirit.
13 Then will I teach transgressors thy ways; and sinners shall be converted unto thee.
14 Deliver me from bloodguiltiness, O God, thou God of my salvation: and my tongue shall sing aloud of thy righteousness.
15 O Lord, open thou my lips; and my mouth shall shew forth thy praise.
16 For thou desirest not sacrifice; else would I give it: thou delightest not in burnt offering.
17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit:
a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.
18 Do good in thy good pleasure unto Zion: build thou the walls of Jerusalem.
19 Then shalt thou be pleased with the sacrifices of righteousness, with burnt offering and whole burnt offering: then shall they offer bullocks upon thine altar.
Be renewed. Be refreshed. Keep moving forward.
Today I threw you a life line. I showed you that it is through things of the spirit that you are truly saved. I believe you grabbed on tight...
Searching the soul is a task that takes patience and a desire to understand the things not understood. In searching my own soul after heartache brought about by my own transgression, I was led to the following scriptures that saved me at a particular time when I was struggling treading water.
Moroni 8:16
16 Wo be unto them that shall pervert the ways of the Lord after this manner, for they shall perish except they repent. Behold, I speak with boldness, having authority from God; and I fear not what man can do; for perfect love casteth out all fear.
D&C 95:1
1 Verily, thus saith the Lord unto you whom I love, and whom I love I also chasten that their sins may be forgiven, for with the chastisement I prepare a way for their deliverance in all things out of temptation, and I have loved you— John 14:27
27 Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.Numbers 14:18
18 The Lord is longsuffering, and of great mercy, forgiving iniquity and transgression...Mormon 9:27
27 O then despise not, and wonder not, but hearken unto the words of the Lord, and ask the Father in the name of Jesus for what things soever ye shall stand in need. Doubt not, but be believing, and begin as in times of old, and come unto the Lord with all your heart, and work out your own salvation with fear and trembling before him.
Romans 8:35-39
35 Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?
36 As it is written, For thy sake we are killed all the day long; we are accounted as sheep for the slaughter.
37 Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us.
38 For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come,
39 Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Isaiah 1:18
18 Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.
The Lord sees us while we struggle and sends us what we need. It is real. It is true. There is always hope and an attainable salvation.
Others that brought me strength
D&C 19:16
16 For behold, I, God, have suffered these things for all, that they might not suffer if they would repent;
Alma 42:22-24
22 But there is a law given, and a punishment affixed, and a repentance granted; which repentance, mercy claimeth; otherwise, justice claimeth the creature and executeth the law, and the law inflicteth the punishment; if not so, the works of justice would be destroyed, and God would cease to be God.
23 But God ceaseth not to be God, and mercy claimeth the penitent, and mercy cometh because of the atonement; and the atonement bringeth to pass the resurrection of the dead; and the resurrection of the dead bringeth back men into the presence of God; and thus they are restored into his presence, to be judged according to their works, according to the law and justice.
24 For behold, justice exerciseth all his demands, and also mercy claimeth all which is her own; and thus, none but the truly penitent are saved.
And to sum it all up, here is my prayer. No other words could capture what I wish from my heart. I'm grateful for the gospel and for the word of God that brings us enlightenment in times of darkness.
Psalms 51
1 Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness: according unto the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions.
2 Wash me throughly from mine iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin.
3 For I acknowledge my transgressions: and my sin is ever before me.
4 Against thee, thee only, have I sinned, and done this evil in thy sight: that thou mightest be justified when thou speakest, and be clear when thou judgest.
5 Behold, I was shapen in iniquity...
6 Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts: and in the hidden part thou shalt make me to know wisdom.
7 Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
8 Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.
9 Hide thy face from my sins, and blot out all mine iniquities.
10 Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.
11 Cast me not away from thy presence; and take not thy holy spirit from me.
12 Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with thy free spirit.
13 Then will I teach transgressors thy ways; and sinners shall be converted unto thee.
14 Deliver me from bloodguiltiness, O God, thou God of my salvation: and my tongue shall sing aloud of thy righteousness.
15 O Lord, open thou my lips; and my mouth shall shew forth thy praise.
16 For thou desirest not sacrifice; else would I give it: thou delightest not in burnt offering.
17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit:
a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.
18 Do good in thy good pleasure unto Zion: build thou the walls of Jerusalem.
19 Then shalt thou be pleased with the sacrifices of righteousness, with burnt offering and whole burnt offering: then shall they offer bullocks upon thine altar.
Be renewed. Be refreshed. Keep moving forward.
Friday, June 11, 2010
Dear K,
Today I happified your insides and you chose to recognize it.
Sometimes being able to wittiness the simple pleasures in the lives of others brings me more joy than the simple moments I experience in my own life. For example, I was driving home from work the other day and a man was driving in the opposite direction with his window down, arm hanging out in the sunshine, feeling the breeze in his fingers, and it just happified my insides (yes, happify is a word). Our lives are so fragile and brief and yet they are so significant. There are too many beautiful, wonderful, simple, special things in this life that we overlook on a daily basis because we're too stressed about the things that don't actually matter all that much. I related to that man and though it may sound odd, for that moment I had a connection with a complete stranger that I will more than likely never encounter again. I believe it is moments like that one that build our lives and give us significant things to look at during this mortal experience. If you can count on your fingers and toes the number of times you've smiled or felt even a slight tug of joy at your heart then you aren't living the God intended. There are so many things in this dismal world worth smiling and getting goose bumps over. Just look. Really open your eyes and look. You'll be truly amazed.
Today I happified your insides and you chose to recognize it.
Sometimes being able to wittiness the simple pleasures in the lives of others brings me more joy than the simple moments I experience in my own life. For example, I was driving home from work the other day and a man was driving in the opposite direction with his window down, arm hanging out in the sunshine, feeling the breeze in his fingers, and it just happified my insides (yes, happify is a word). Our lives are so fragile and brief and yet they are so significant. There are too many beautiful, wonderful, simple, special things in this life that we overlook on a daily basis because we're too stressed about the things that don't actually matter all that much. I related to that man and though it may sound odd, for that moment I had a connection with a complete stranger that I will more than likely never encounter again. I believe it is moments like that one that build our lives and give us significant things to look at during this mortal experience. If you can count on your fingers and toes the number of times you've smiled or felt even a slight tug of joy at your heart then you aren't living the God intended. There are so many things in this dismal world worth smiling and getting goose bumps over. Just look. Really open your eyes and look. You'll be truly amazed.
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