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From a book by Sheri L. Dew

Living Up To Our Potential

It's not that I haven't read or seen an uplifting story before, it's just that today I decided to pass it on...via my blog.

I am grateful for those who not only believe in Jesus Christ, but regardless of the reason, strive to share the truthfulness of his gospel to others. I am a Mormon. I know that Jesus Christ lives. I am thankful for the opportunities to live up to my potential as daughter of God. I am grateful for the gentle, and not so gentle reminders of this. I am blessed. I am a wife and mother, a daughter(in-law), sister(in-law), aunt, niece and friend. I am loved by many and I am striving daily to fulfill Gods purpose for me on earth. 

I watched this video today via Mormon Messages, I wanted to share it.

Rachel

p.s. click on the link in the post below,as I haven't figured out how to embed it here yet.

New Blog Topic

Well, I have changed the subject title of my blog to "conform" if you 

will, to what I am really doing with it right now.

I am actually in a blogging phase, I think. I mean hope. 

Whatever, I'm actually blogging and I don't want the subject line of my blog title to be a constant reminder that:

I have not moved forward from writing a few rough drafts.

I have not enrolled for another set of helpful college classes.

I have not looked at my first few stories since I wrote them.

Having admitted that, I feel much better.

Buuuut, I do believe that blogging my routines, experiences, thoughts, etc. will be a catalyst of sorts to get me back in the groove of writing.

Having said that, today I cleaned. Just cleaned. I didn't wear gloves either. Now my finger tips hurt. Too much bleach, I guess.
I'm waiting for some guests to arrive, although I did not get a confirmation of the time change.

Hmmm...if they don't come, I think I'll just finish my loads of laundry today. That will mean that I'll have more time to finish a few other projects tomorrow that I haven't gotten to.

Bla, bla, bla, and perhaps a little hope.

I don't like the rain much. I take that back. I don't like gloomy, gray skies, and muggy, humid weather. On days like these I think it changes my chemical make-up, or at least my hormones seem to notice the difference and I react accordingly. Bummed-out. Don't get me wrong, I don't mean I'm depressed or anything, not that I haven't been there. I generaly don't respond well to ill-fated weather reports. I wind up feeling like I'm ninetyfive and have arthritis; my bones start to ache.
If you haven't checked the weather in Missouri, well, not only is it raining, but it is gloomy.

Whoa! Wait a minute! Can this truly be? As I sit here typing the sun has come up out of the clouds in all its glory. The sky is turning blue. Oh let it last, let it last.