For almost two years now I’ve been sharing bits of our journey with you. I would imagine that some parts have made you roll your eyes and others have produced a spontaneous chuckle here and there.
My hope is that some of them have made you stop and think, even if for just a moment, and then ask yourself pertinent questions.
I like to refer to it as ponder and wonder.
One of my favorite ponder and wonder topics is faith. I know that it is the first principle of the gospel and that by 48 I should probably have it down by now, but we all know that I’m just a bit simplistic.
It takes me a while for it all to sink in.
Hence, the pondering and wondering.
I have a firm testimony that whatever my Heavenly Father’s will and direction is for my life is ALWAYS better than what I could scrape together on my own. It always has been, and always will be.
Our Savior’s example in the Garden of Eden of submission to the will of His Father at a point when He would have the bitter cup pass has been one I have spent a lot of time trying to emulate.
At least in my own silly, mortal way.
Continue reading Is exercising faith a matter of being “all in”?
A wonderful friend and priesthood brother of mine is going through something unimaginable, and has been for years now.
As a husband and a father, this is just about as tough as it gets; I can’t even begin to imagine the pain that plummets the depths of his soul.
We’ve talked several times throughout this experience about a fundamental human need that helps us make it through these tough trials:
What is hope?
He shares that he can understand having hope in the long run; you know, hope in the next life, hope that things eventually will work out okay.
(Source: Alex Batty)
But what about today?
Or, even more difficult, what about tomorrow, when it is even darker than today?
I’ve lain awake trying to pull my thoughts together and put words to what I feel and know within. Chances are pretty good that I’m going to botch this up, but I’ll try anyway.
Continue reading What is hope?
It’s pretty common to hear people talk about their trials.
Everyone has them.
Yet, when we combine the unique set of circumstances, and history, and severity, and emotional strength, and physical endurance (you get the idea), then each trial is different.
It really comes down to the fact that each of us is a unique and important child of our Heavenly Father.
We can understand that our trials are almost personalized, just right for us.
Continue reading Do my choices bring me peace?
How long can you hold your breath?
I guess it would depend on a variety of factors, wouldn’t it? Lung conditioning, body size, depth of determination. I’m sure there are many.
How long can you hold your breath under water?
The factors from above suddenly take on secondary importance, don’t they? Now the first factor comes down to one question really: how badly do you want to stay alive?
Continue reading Feel like you’re drowning?
Our son Nick sent us something that he has learned while in Peru. I’ve had a hard time getting it out of my mind.
Apparently there is a certain type of eagle that will generally live about 30 years. I don’t know if eagles more closely match dog years or human years, but I would think that as far as birds go, that is probably a pretty good run.
However, if the eagle somehow breaks its beak and claws off, it will grow new ones and live another 30 years.
My first thought was how could the eagles communicate with each other to snap off those appendages at year 29.75.
I don’t know the answer to that. I can’t imagine that there is a little spot behind the water cooler at Eagle Central where the secret is passed on from one to another.
So is it just dumb luck? Continue reading Why should we smile through our trials?