3 Gifts of God

It is always interesting that when someone has a near death experience how one starts to re-evaluate their lives. Bob has certainly done that with his Kidney Cancer. He is completely cured, "cured of cancer before he knew it" he says. Yet, at the same time, in our Stake, a young father died of cancer leaving two teenage daughters. No one ever knows how much time we are given. Why would the Lord take this father and not my husband? Yet we are all allotted a gift of time. We just don't know how much time we have.

This gift of time is the first of three gifts God gives us. The second gift we are given is the gift of knowlege. Out of all the billions of people who have lived on the earth, we are given access to the knowlege of God and his mysteries through the scriptures in myriad of avenues. Scriptures are available in books, audio, electronic and equipment. The words of the prophet come to us by magazine, television, and closed circuit t.v. Revelation is pouring out to individuals who seek it, individually and in our temples. The third gift from God is Agency. How we use our time and our knowlege is our choice. Or even if we choose to seek the knowlege. I think it is good to re-evaluate how we use these three gifts because I am sure we will all be held accountabale for how we receive and use these gifts.

bat

I was so organized! Everything was all packed and ready to go for our trip to Sammy's baptism in Detroit. Bob and I were getting ready to go to bed and get a good nights sleep so that we wouldn't be so tired starting out on the long trip when all of a sudden I saw a bird flying behind Bob around our bed! I didn't have my glasses on. Yes...it turned out to be a hugh bat! Where it came from we don't know. Bob quickly shut the bedroom door so it wouldn't fly out of the room. We thought of calling Darren to borrow his Tennis rackquet (or bat killer) but it was too late. "Get a towel and throw it over him" I screamed as the bat kept circleing around the bed. So Bob gets a towel and at first trys to make it fly out the window. I said, "Bob, you can't herd bats!" Then the bat disappears under our chair. He turns it over and the bat is nowhere to be found. After 5 minutes of looking, I venture out of the bathroom and lay down on the bed when suddenlythe bat appears from under our bed and circles overhead. I didn't scream. I just didn't move. Then I hear Bob repeating "Come little bat. Come to me! Come little bat." And would you believe, that bat did come to Bob and landed on the towel he was holding up. Bob threw it out the window. The bat flew away unhurt to bat land and we finally made it to bed but not early enough to be rested for our trip.

Diets

I think the word "Diet" should be stricken from our language! It is damaging to our psyche! For example. You say you go "on a diet". Immediately you think it means less food! You are starving to death even if you are eating enough. It doesn't matter. You are still going without and you are starving. Look at Dad. He is on a "diet". He is starving! Rarely does he dream, but now he dreams of food. He gorged himself last night so much on the "forbidden foods" that he was sure he had gained weight by morning. He did wake up with a swollen eyelid though, and no he didn't gain anything. In fact he lost a pound. Which brings up another point. How can he lose weight and me always stay the same! I think its because of that horrible word "diet"! It has to go!

my first time

Today is the first time I have ever blogged! I don't know what I would do without the help of my wonderful daughter-in-law Dani because this would never have happened today without her help. I want to use this blog to communicate some of my thoughts about various subjects and hopefully help someone in the process. Who Knows Where This Will Lead!