I have this book that I hope to read soon. "The Story of Edgar Sawtelle" by David Wroblewski.
page 161, 5th complete sentence, reads:
Just when normal life felt almost possible -- when the world held some kind of order, meaning, even loveliness (the prismatic spray of light through an icicle; the stillness of a sunrise), some small thing would go awry and the veil of optimism was torn away, the barren world revealed.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
GRATEFUL SUNDAYS
Draper Temple Dedication. What a beautiful edifice and what a special dedication. The speakers were wonderful and the music was uplifting. I felt the presence all those pioneers who came to this inhospitable valley, tilled, planted, watered, and worked mightily for it to literally bloom like a rose. I pay tribute to all of them, especially my own early pioneer ancestors. To see the new Draper Temple standing solidly upon the hill in Corner Canyon must be a dream come true. As I look upon the stunning beauty of the Sego Lily design used within the temple and the beautiful furnishings, wood, and glass, I realize it truly is a dream come true. A wonderful house dedicated to the Lord, it epitomizes the hard work and effort it took to come to this land, travel across the vast wilderness and desert, and build up a city and people. We are the recipients of this hard work.
People who arrive early. What a change!! In order to get a comfy seat in the chapel or overflow, we need to arrive at the meetinghouse at least 30 minutes early. Many folks arrive early so that they can talk to their neighbors and friends. For the dedication, we arrived at 2:50 p.m. (we needed to be seated at 4 p.m., dedication at 4:30 p.m.). By 3:10 p.m. all of the soft seats were occupied. I learned this the hard way. I left for Stake Conference at 9:30 a.m. (it began at 10:00 a.m.). When I pulled into the parking lot, most of the spots were already taken. When I walked in at 8:40 a.m., I was led into the cultural hall where I secured at chair about halfway down. The chair was really hard after two hours of sitting on it and I vowed I would get a soft seat for the temple dedication. Who knew these members come to their meetings at these early hours of the day? Usually Mormon Time is arriving 10 minutes late. It is so nice not having the interruption of people finding their places after the meeting has started. I will add extra time on the front in order to acquire a "soft" seat.
People who arrive early. What a change!! In order to get a comfy seat in the chapel or overflow, we need to arrive at the meetinghouse at least 30 minutes early. Many folks arrive early so that they can talk to their neighbors and friends. For the dedication, we arrived at 2:50 p.m. (we needed to be seated at 4 p.m., dedication at 4:30 p.m.). By 3:10 p.m. all of the soft seats were occupied. I learned this the hard way. I left for Stake Conference at 9:30 a.m. (it began at 10:00 a.m.). When I pulled into the parking lot, most of the spots were already taken. When I walked in at 8:40 a.m., I was led into the cultural hall where I secured at chair about halfway down. The chair was really hard after two hours of sitting on it and I vowed I would get a soft seat for the temple dedication. Who knew these members come to their meetings at these early hours of the day? Usually Mormon Time is arriving 10 minutes late. It is so nice not having the interruption of people finding their places after the meeting has started. I will add extra time on the front in order to acquire a "soft" seat.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
3/15/09
Technology. During our recent move, we were without computers, cable TV, and telephones. How appreciative I am of those who enable these devices for our enjoyment and use.
Good doctors. Since my husband's eye problem, I am thankful for his doctor, one of the best in the country. He has worked tirelessly to understand, medicate and use surgery, to try to save Bart's right eye. It is never easy to have a rare eye disease. Through a process of elimination, it was found that the virus which causes chicken pox and lies dormant in the body had attacked the retina of his eye. We are grateful for doctors who care and have the experience needed to make us whole again.
Sacrament meeting and other speakers who edify and uplift us to do better and to know more. When we're ready to hear, the mysteries of God will be unfolded to us. I'm grateful for their love of the Savior and their knowledge of things before, presently, and in the future. When I remember and think about a recent talk, I know the Holy Ghost has whispered to my soul the truthfulness of the words.
Snowcapped mountains, cool sunny days, and crocus. What better sign that spring is on the way. I even see a few scattered daffodils lifting their faces to the sun. They were planted in a warm corner of the garden. Tulips are bursting through the ground. It won't be long until their beautiful petals add magnificent color to the flower beds. The mountains are exquisite especially with a background of blue sky and some puffy white clouds. It truly is a postcard scene. The Globe Willows branches have been yellow-green for about a month now. They are the first tree to show signs of life after a long winter. The neighbors have planted friendly faced pansies that really lighten my heart when I see them. (Remember the song, "Little Purple Pansies?") It's good to see signs of spring.
Newspaper. It is nice to be able to sit quietly for a little while and thumb through the newspaper, do the crossword and sudoko puzzles, the cryptoquote, and read some of the funnies. The word scrambles are the hardest for me to solve, but I keep trying. And I love to read the recipes in the Wednesday edition.
Technology. During our recent move, we were without computers, cable TV, and telephones. How appreciative I am of those who enable these devices for our enjoyment and use.
Good doctors. Since my husband's eye problem, I am thankful for his doctor, one of the best in the country. He has worked tirelessly to understand, medicate and use surgery, to try to save Bart's right eye. It is never easy to have a rare eye disease. Through a process of elimination, it was found that the virus which causes chicken pox and lies dormant in the body had attacked the retina of his eye. We are grateful for doctors who care and have the experience needed to make us whole again.
Sacrament meeting and other speakers who edify and uplift us to do better and to know more. When we're ready to hear, the mysteries of God will be unfolded to us. I'm grateful for their love of the Savior and their knowledge of things before, presently, and in the future. When I remember and think about a recent talk, I know the Holy Ghost has whispered to my soul the truthfulness of the words.
Snowcapped mountains, cool sunny days, and crocus. What better sign that spring is on the way. I even see a few scattered daffodils lifting their faces to the sun. They were planted in a warm corner of the garden. Tulips are bursting through the ground. It won't be long until their beautiful petals add magnificent color to the flower beds. The mountains are exquisite especially with a background of blue sky and some puffy white clouds. It truly is a postcard scene. The Globe Willows branches have been yellow-green for about a month now. They are the first tree to show signs of life after a long winter. The neighbors have planted friendly faced pansies that really lighten my heart when I see them. (Remember the song, "Little Purple Pansies?") It's good to see signs of spring.
Newspaper. It is nice to be able to sit quietly for a little while and thumb through the newspaper, do the crossword and sudoko puzzles, the cryptoquote, and read some of the funnies. The word scrambles are the hardest for me to solve, but I keep trying. And I love to read the recipes in the Wednesday edition.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
1/17/09 What an amazing month!
On December 22, 2008, our ninth grandchild, Braxton Bart Davis, was born, making 5 grandsons and 4 granddaughters. He was a little early. I'll write about that another time.
My husband got a sore eye and we finally have a diagnosis. Acute Retinal Necrosis caused by the chicken pox virus that lies dorman within the body and is usually activated by stress. (say shingles, etc.) We are hoping to save his eyesight in that eye.
So this is my first attempt to blog. I'll have pictures sometime later.
On December 22, 2008, our ninth grandchild, Braxton Bart Davis, was born, making 5 grandsons and 4 granddaughters. He was a little early. I'll write about that another time.
My husband got a sore eye and we finally have a diagnosis. Acute Retinal Necrosis caused by the chicken pox virus that lies dorman within the body and is usually activated by stress. (say shingles, etc.) We are hoping to save his eyesight in that eye.
So this is my first attempt to blog. I'll have pictures sometime later.
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