Spiritual Sunday-Thoughts on the Theme

"Wherefore, stand ye in holy places, and be not moved, until the day of the Lord come; for behold, it cometh quickly, saith the Lord. Amen."

(D/C 87:8)

"Standing in holy places is all about being in good company, whether you are alone or with others. It’s being where the Holy Ghost is our companion—alone or in a crowd."

-Sharon G. Larson

If we are to "be not moved" from our holy places, then we need to create a holy place wherever we go.

Biking Weather is here.
Also, I bought a new flower for my bedroom.
It's pretty great.

Frances Monson

The world lost a wonderful lady on Friday. I thought I would pay my respects with this story:

 "The first day I saw Frances, I knew I'd found the right one. The Lord brought us together later, and I asked her to go out with me. I went to her home to call on her. She introduced me, and her father said, 

"Monson'-that's a Swedish name, isn't it?" I said, Yes." He said, "Good." Then he went into another room and brought out a picture of two missionaries with their top hats and their copies of the Book of Mormon. "Are you related to this Monson," he said, "Elias Monson?" I said, "Yes, he's my grandfather's brother. He too was a missionary in Sweden." Her father wept. He wept easily. He said, "He and his companion were the missionaries who taught the gospel to my mother and father and all of my brothers and sisters and to me." He kissed me on the cheek. And then her mother cried, and she kissed me on the other cheek. And then I looked around for Frances. She said, "I'll go get my coat"

(President Thomas S. Monson, "Abundantly Blessed," Ensign, May 2008, 111.)

Big symphony bars

Quick story about my mom:


Once upon a time there was a mom whose favorite child was her youngest daughter, Janna. Janna loved her mom very much and wanted her to know how grateful she was for her. Janna supposed that the whole world felt the same way because on May 12th there was a holiday created called Mother's Day. On Mother's all the kids tried to show their mom's some small portion of their gratitude for everything their mothers had given them. To celebrate mothers, Janna's ward sometimes passed out flowers, or letters, or big honking symphony bars. Janna's mom was such a great, selfless lady that when it was a big honking symphony bar that the ward gave, she gave it to Janna. Janna marveled at how someone could be so selfless that she even gave away the gift we tried to give her for giving to us.

Happy Mother's day.

I just want you to have a nice day

It's a Wednesday. We all need a smile.

It's just Africa

I drew Africa on the fridge. No biggie. 

Spiritual Sunday

"If this isn't your castle, then you're not my prince"

I'm going to try and keep this short and sweet today. 

Dear boys of the world,

Respect is the most attractive thing you can do.

Respect your priesthood.

Respect women.

Respect the church.

Respect yourself.

Dear girls of the world, 

Keep looking. 

You can do better. 

Wait for respect.

Amen.

Listin'

:Wishing they were still in Utah

:Eating all the toquitoes

:Buying birthday presents

:Procrastinating 

:Missing my Dad (Taiwan this time) 

:Wearing my pants with a hole and a grass stain

:Not caring 

Mister Jeffrey

Short and sweet sounds good to me:

Jeffrey is my brother.

He is now 17.

It's an understatement to say that he's my hero.