Footprints in the Sand
One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.
Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand.
Sometimes there were two sets of footprints,
other times there were one set of footprints.
This bothered me because I noticed
that during the low periods of my life,
when I was suffering from
anguish, sorrow or defeat,
I could see only one set of footprints.
So I said to the Lord,
"You promised me Lord,
that if I followed you,
you would walk with me always.
But I have noticed that during
the most trying periods of my life
there have only been one
set of footprints in the sand.
Why, when I needed you most,
you have not been there for me?"
The Lord replied,
"The times when you have
seen only one set of footprints,
is when I carried you."
Our Stake is studying Conversion this year and I have loved finding quotes from our General Authorities about conversion. I truly want to be like the Lord, but I have such a long way to go and it is definitely a work in progress. I tell myself to, "Keep working!"
"Many of our Saints don't understand what repentance really is. Repentance is more than just undoing the wrongs you've done. It's a whole change of your outlook on life. You want to think like the Lord. You want to talk like the Lord. You want to act like the Lord. You want to believe, you want to pray, you want to love the way the Lord does. And then you're converted." Russell M. Nelson, "The Mission and Ministry of the Savior: A Discussion with Elder Russell M. Nelson", Ensign, June 2005
This week, Monday, I donated blood.(I try to do that every 8 weeks. I have B Neg, which only 2% of the population has, so it is needed.) The lady that stuck me(she did an awesome job) whispered to me that she wanted to know more about my church. She wouldn't give me her address, but I told her about families and the plan of salvation. I answered some of her questions and she said that she would look up Mormon. org. She seemed interested, then when I went to get a drink and wait my 15 minutes, a gentleman volunteer grilled me about my conversion and my parents religion and I was able to bear testimony to him and all the others sitting at the table. They all listened. The gentleman has had the discussions several time in Tahiti and always helped the missionaries there. Both people said that they were not suppose to talk about religion, but they saw my name tag and asked questions that I could answer.
|My first ladybug. It was on a plant at our motor home.|
|These snails are all over my pretty yellow-orange flowers by the front door of our office. They cover the bushes in the morning.|
|Reflection of me taking a picture, you can see the flowers|
|Chad had a job dissecting dead Seal lions here in Los Angeles so he stopped in for breakfast on his way to his job.(He lives in San Diego).|
|On the way home, we drove through Newport Beach and Balboa. We stopped and saw this huge yacht.|