Monday, October 19, 2015

Ye Will be Saved - Omni 1:26

And now, my beloved brethren, I would that ye should come unto Christ, who is the Holy One of Israel, and partake of his salvation, and the power of his redemption. Yea, come unto him, and offer your whole souls as an offering unto him, and continue in fasting and praying, and endure to the end; and as the Lord liveth ye will be saved.
(Omni 1:26)

It appears to me that salvation is obtained through our coming unto Christ and giving up our whole soul as an offering to him.  We demonstrate that we have given our will and heart to him by our willingness to give up food in search of his will (fasting) and pondering on what he would have us do (praying).  

Through doing this we will feel peace and know what will must do.  Indeed it is the power of his redemption.

Sunday, October 11, 2015

Enos 1:27

And I soon go to the place of my rest, which is with my Redeemer; for I know that in him I shall rest. And I rejoice in the day when my mortal shall put on immortality, and shall stand before him; then shall I see his face with pleasure, and he will say unto me: Come unto me, ye blessed, there is a place prepared for you in the mansions of my Father. Amen. Enos 1:27

I believe that once I calculated that 75 years on earth was the equivalent to 2 hours of God’s time (based on one day equals 1,000 years) and so it is not difficult for all of us to say that I soon go to the place of my rest.

What a pleasant thought that the place of my rest is with my redeemer for truly he has atoned for our sins and through his enabling the power of the atonement has borne our grief.  There isn’t a better word to use than Redeemer.

I love the idea that at that time, we will see his face with pleasure, and can you just imagine hearing him say “come unto me”, he has been planning for me all along, there is a place prepared in the mansions of His Father and my Father.  (Confer Matthew 11:28-30).

Thursday, August 15, 2013

DK Died

15 or maybe 20 years ago a scrawny cat had the gall to invade our cat adverse homestead. When Mom was a little girl, a cat had kittens on her bed and from that time on, every family member was indoctrinated as to why we don't like cats. We were a dog family.

The most liberal family members endured a cat that crossed the property line.  Most of us just chased them off with yelling, hooping, hollering, loud noises and waving arms.  But the scrawny cat crossed the line and hung around.  Soon he was tolerated by Dad (who was starting to exhibit signs of Alzheimers).  DK got her name from a less charitable family member who referred to her frequently as Dumb Kitty. That sounded a bit harsh however, so the initials "DK" became the name. DK became Dad's "dog" and would walk with him up and down the street to do his visiting with the neighbors.  "There goes Huff and his dog" we would hear the neighbors say.

Mom gave up and bought cat food but DK new her limits.  She could sleep on the porch furniture but wouldn't/couldn't come in the house.  She would hop to the window sill early in the morning and howl to wake us up for breakfast.  I think at some point Mom even softened to DK.  During the winters, she would leave a heating pad, turned on, on the porch couch for DK.

As Dad took a turn for the worse, he and DK quit walking but sat together on the porch an dad would pet his "dog".  Then, as his health declined, those times became fewer and further between .

Dad died on Memorial Day 8 years ago.  DK hung around and continued to rule the porch couch and howl at the window sill.  How she lasted for so long, I'll never know.  Two weeks ago as I talked with Mom she said that DK had lost all her teeth and she only drinking milk.  Always a finicky eater DK didn't want to be watched so mom would pour the milk and then spy on her from inside the house to make sure that she was getting the food and not some other feline interloper. Mom said that she even told DK that she needed to go check up on Huff.

Early this week mom saw DK sleeping partially under a car.  It seemed strange to her so she went out to check on her.  Mom found that DK was sleeping the sleep for the ages.  DK is gone to look after Huff, but her nickname continues.  Now its just Dead Kitty. Sleep well.

Tuesday, February 26, 2013


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