Thursday, August 28, 2008
I never noticed it before but the ground around us looks like there was a football game played on the lawn before we took the pictures. Aren't we a sharp lookin' pair???? N looks so young and me in my "Joseph Smith" tux.
3 YEARS
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Thanx baby, for all the laughter and joy you've brought into my life. At times it seems like a Wonderdream, but always it feels like home. I will always try to be worthy of your incredible love and kindness. 3 years down and eternity to go.
And by the way .... I love you more!!!!!!!
Full Moon
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
I took these photos the other night. It was creepy and way cool all at the same time. I thought I saw a vampire but it turned out to be an insurance salesman. Then I thought I saw a werewolf, but it turned out to be a therewolf. OK already, enough , it's time for bed. Goodnight all.
Every Member a Missionary
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Well here goes something.....what I don't know. I've been called to serve as the Ward Mission Leader. For a long time now I've wanted to heed the call to proclaim the Gospel, but the thought of actually doing it scared the heck out of me. I've wanted to dive into the Preach My Gospel manuel but have yet to crack it open. And not too long ago I sniveled to my wife that I didn't think the Ward Missionaries were doing a very good job and that our Ward was pretty sucky at fellowshiping and retaining newly the baptized.
Well the Lord has once again manifest himself in my life. It seems he's given me the kick in the pants I've been needing to grow in the building Zion department and use some of the talents and strength that I've been keeping under the "bushel basket" , so to speak.
Having never served a mission I don't have that experience from which to draw, but I have other attributes that I'm sure will serve the mission well. The bottom line is when all else fails I can, (and will) employ the Nephi logic, The Lord called me to this, and he will make a way for me to be an instrument in his cause. I will be asking all of you(in the ward) to get involved on some level. I am humbled and mostly unqualified for this gig, so I must be in the right place...right??
"Who the Lord calls,the Lord qualifies" I'm sooo countin' on it.
TRIBUTE
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
When I first met Penny, she booted me out of the relative security of the very back row in the chapel. She somewhat forcefully informed me that the back row was reserved for "old people" who need to get to the restroom quickly during the meeting so you'll have to move. It was my first time in that ward after a 32 year wrong turn tour of the wicked world. I remember thinking "damn the fellowship in the church sure has changed". She then smiled and said "You can however come and sit with me." And we pretty much sat together from then on. We became fast friends, and it was my pleasure to serve her over the years. She was my biggest fan as I gradually got my life in order.
Penny was a straight shooter, you never had to wonder where you stood with her cuz she'd tell ya. Sure sometimes she had all the tact of a wreaking ball, but her candid assesments were refreshing in a sickeningly P.C. world. I feel that through our association as time went on she met more of the younger people in the Ward, cuz before I came along she usually only attended the Sacrement meeting, and only sorted with a few of the old timers.
By the time the Lord called Penny home she was well liked or loved by many of us. She loved the Lord and promised him if he would take care of her grandchildren while they served missions for the church, she would go to all her meetings and get more involved. He did, and so did she. She used to always say to me "Isn't it funny how we found each other." It wasn't funny, it was the hand of the Lord. We needed each other to learn and serve. And so many lives were the better for it.
Penny Catto was a dear friend to me, I loved her and I'll be ever grateful for the time we had together.And I know we'll meet again. I'm in no rush for a reunion mind you, but we'll meet again.
