<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590</id><updated>2012-02-23T12:33:51.851-08:00</updated><category term='getting lost'/><category term='comfort'/><category term='imperfect'/><category term='movies'/><category term='grace'/><category term='heaven'/><category term='opposition'/><category term='Jesus lives'/><category term='France'/><category term='birds'/><category term='atonement'/><category term='lightening'/><category term='Kansas City Missouri'/><category term='service'/><category term='safety'/><category term='warmth'/><category term='mary'/><category term='Thomas S Monson'/><category term='bets'/><category term='flat 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type='html'>Spiritually Minded is Life Eternal</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-3005321137629383787</id><published>2012-02-17T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T15:31:17.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kansas City Missouri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Walk With Jesus</title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xd0lPAIbN3M/TzqysLA_9XI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vb7YKRv4a_8/s1600/boise-temple-759365-gallery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xd0lPAIbN3M/TzqysLA_9XI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vb7YKRv4a_8/s320/boise-temple-759365-gallery.jpg" width="196" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boise, Idaho&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="line" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/new-era/2010/11/if?lang=eng"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;By Carma Salvesen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If I could go to Galilee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And walk where Jesus walked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And sit in tender grasses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="figure"&gt;&lt;div class="stanza"&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;On the hillside where He taught.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="stanza"&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If I could sit and ponder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;On a rock that knew His hand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Or walk along the seashore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;Where His feet had touched the sand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="stanza"&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;My spirit yearns within me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;But it doesn’t seem my fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;I’ll never walk where Jesus walked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;I’ll never see … but wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="stanza"&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I worship in His temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Where I know He’s walked before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Have His feet been down this hallway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Have His fingers touched this door?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="stanza"&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Has He stood here in this very room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And looked at what I see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Mqc-iVGCsY/TzqzhUOwFHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/jydFbQF5N5s/s1600/rexburg-temple-766574-gallery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Mqc-iVGCsY/TzqzhUOwFHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/jydFbQF5N5s/s320/rexburg-temple-766574-gallery.jpg" width="214" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rexburg, Idaho&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;In the beauty of His temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I can feel His love for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="stanza"&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I close my eyes and picture Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My worries melt away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I don’t need to go to Galilee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Or travel far away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="stanza"&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;For my tender heart is filled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;With what He wants me to be taught&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And my testimony burns within—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I’ve walked where Jesus walked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="line" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I can truly testify that this is true. I, most likely, am never going to be able to afford going to Galilee and so as of right now I can't walk there. But I do know that when I go to the temple I feel the presense of the Lord. There is just a special feeling that you get when you enter into the house of the Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So if you want to have the opportunity to walk where Jesus walked and walks but can't afford to go to Israel then work on going to the temple. There are many different ways to go to the temple. If you are a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and older than 12 you can go and participate in ordinances for yourself and &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/faq/#Temples"&gt;for others who didn't have the opportunity to participate in those ordinances in this life.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ehv4XvwWnwM/Tzqy_7B_QVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/H8QB2zynYiM/s1600/st-george-temple-775944-gallery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ehv4XvwWnwM/Tzqy_7B_QVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/H8QB2zynYiM/s320/st-george-temple-775944-gallery.jpg" width="211" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;St. George, Utah&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you aren't a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints but would still like the opportunity to go to a temple there is still the chance for you. Before any of the temples are dedicated they are open to the public to go through and see what they are like. The soonest temple open house is in Kansas City Missouri. Here is the link for more information on that (Kansas City Missouri starting March 12, 2012 &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/church/temples/reservations?lang=eng"&gt;http://www.lds.org/church/temples/reservations?lang=eng&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But if you don't want to go inside a temple&amp;nbsp;at least go and&amp;nbsp;see where the nearest one to you is and just go and walk around the grounds. You can have a very special experience with walking on holy temple ground. Here is a link to see where the nearest temple to you is &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/church/temples/find-a-temple?lang=eng"&gt;http://www.lds.org/church/temples/find-a-temple?lang=eng&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿In any case that you can I stronly encourage and ask you just to go to the temple. You will find that it will change your life. You will find peace and joy by being able to walk where Jesus walked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6M8S_yGETi8/Tz7iYb5unfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/QVFxETMzj9M/s1600/WalkWithJesus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6M8S_yGETi8/Tz7iYb5unfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/QVFxETMzj9M/s320/WalkWithJesus.jpg" width="320" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-3005321137629383787?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/3005321137629383787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2012/02/walk-with-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/3005321137629383787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/3005321137629383787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2012/02/walk-with-jesus.html' title='Walk With Jesus'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xd0lPAIbN3M/TzqysLA_9XI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vb7YKRv4a_8/s72-c/boise-temple-759365-gallery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-7480309475826617368</id><published>2012-02-10T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T15:33:53.238-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael mclean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartache'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not alone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>You're not alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0d5KWXGqfc/TzQU1cFQzGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6yUeiJD6rJ4/s1600/you-are-not-alone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0d5KWXGqfc/TzQU1cFQzGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6yUeiJD6rJ4/s320/you-are-not-alone.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a piano growing up and my mother had all of us younger kids learn how to play the piano. I am not really for sure why we had a piano at first because even mom didn't learn how to play until I was probably 8 or 9. Well anyways we always had a piano and we always had a ton of piano music. Once I got old enough to play I could start picking out some of my favorite music. I remember one of my most favorite songs, even at a young age, was "You're Not Alone" by Michael McLean. It really hit a chord with me. God is always there for us. He will never leave us alone. He loves us so much that He won't ever ignore us. How wonderful and amazing is that! &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/general-conference/1991/04/never-alone?lang=eng&amp;amp;query=&amp;quot;never+alone&amp;quot;"&gt;President Monson said&lt;/a&gt; about our Heavenly Father "To you He speaks the heavenly and divine assurance: 'I am with you; you are &lt;span class="highlight" id="searchQueryTerm"&gt;never alone&lt;/span&gt;.'” So don't ever forget that our Heavenly Father loves you so much. He is there for you when you need Him. He is the one person that won't ever let you down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0EIj_1R_uo/TzWmGJCTs5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/GbusvZS5cq0/s1600/imagesCAE58ZFE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0EIj_1R_uo/TzWmGJCTs5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/GbusvZS5cq0/s320/imagesCAE58ZFE.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heres a little song,&lt;br /&gt;to help you get along&lt;br /&gt;it will see you through&lt;br /&gt;when your feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;and though its not profound&lt;br /&gt;when your feeling down &lt;br /&gt;so down &lt;br /&gt;sing this little tune&lt;br /&gt;and you'll feel better soon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your not alone&lt;br /&gt;even though right now your on your own&lt;br /&gt;you are loved in ways that cant be shown &lt;br /&gt;your needs are known &lt;br /&gt;your not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you cry, &lt;br /&gt;your just letting go a heartache deep inside &lt;br /&gt;so tommorow there'll be sunshine in the sky &lt;br /&gt;and love close by &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4f95LES890E/TzWnsmR_J9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/kxeJQrv8Sjs/s1600/sunshine+and+love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4f95LES890E/TzWnsmR_J9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/kxeJQrv8Sjs/s320/sunshine+and+love.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your not alone &lt;br /&gt;and I know that its not easy &lt;br /&gt;but&amp;nbsp;I know it wont last &lt;br /&gt;coz one that loves you more than me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;is sending blessings fast &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your not alone &lt;br /&gt;say it one more time&amp;nbsp;I am not alone &lt;br /&gt;even when its hard to find the words &lt;br /&gt;your always heard &lt;br /&gt;your not alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your not alone &lt;br /&gt;say it one more time &lt;br /&gt;I'm not alone &lt;br /&gt;even when its hard to find the words &lt;br /&gt;your prayers ARE heard &lt;br /&gt;your not alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-7480309475826617368?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/7480309475826617368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2012/02/youre-not-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/7480309475826617368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/7480309475826617368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2012/02/youre-not-alone.html' title='You&apos;re not alone'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0d5KWXGqfc/TzQU1cFQzGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6yUeiJD6rJ4/s72-c/you-are-not-alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-429233862182211100</id><published>2012-02-02T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T15:11:20.328-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='widow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='renewal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joseph'/><title type='text'>Fall in Love with Jesus...Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RiNygKVwYxY/TyrgzQCIOCI/AAAAAAAAAOc/EzvEGGZHeqg/s1600/images2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RiNygKVwYxY/TyrgzQCIOCI/AAAAAAAAAOc/EzvEGGZHeqg/s1600/images2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is never to late for us to rekindle our relationship with&amp;nbsp;our Savior, Jesus Christ. Here are some movies that go over&amp;nbsp;His life.&amp;nbsp;They are great for personal reflection as well as getting your family to get to know the life of Christ a little bit better. &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/bible-videos/?lang=eng"&gt;New videos&lt;/a&gt; are constantly being put up and they are great because they quote directly&amp;nbsp; from the Bible (the King James Version). So I encourage everyone to check them out and I promise that you will feel uplifted. Remember everyday to fall in love with our Savior!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Living Water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;John 4:5-29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/zF7ma1yoLNk/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zF7ma1yoLNk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zF7ma1yoLNk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Widows Mite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mark 12:41-44&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/e1G-aZIempw/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e1G-aZIempw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e1G-aZIempw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mary and Angel Gabriel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luke 1:26-38&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/i99ZVpsHjVY/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i99ZVpsHjVY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i99ZVpsHjVY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mary and Elizabeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luke 1:39-55&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/0KA4M4zv6DA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0KA4M4zv6DA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0KA4M4zv6DA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mary and Joseph travel to Bethlehem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luke 2:4-7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/GLEjPrdRLuI/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GLEjPrdRLuI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GLEjPrdRLuI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shepherds and the Angel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luke 2:8-18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/wLGo9HnPsyU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wLGo9HnPsyU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wLGo9HnPsyU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jesus being presented at the Temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luke 2:22-38&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-429233862182211100?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/429233862182211100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2012/02/fall-in-love-with-jesusagain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/429233862182211100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/429233862182211100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2012/02/fall-in-love-with-jesusagain.html' title='Fall in Love with Jesus...Again'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RiNygKVwYxY/TyrgzQCIOCI/AAAAAAAAAOc/EzvEGGZHeqg/s72-c/images2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-7254503809959045644</id><published>2012-01-27T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T15:10:56.746-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flat tire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helping others'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Tires and Charity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_nI7FDj30pc/TvthAYuSvgI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ql89d8dvE28/s1600/flat+tire.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_nI7FDj30pc/TvthAYuSvgI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ql89d8dvE28/s1600/flat+tire.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Flat tire. I really don't like flat tires. On cars they are fine, I feel confident enough that I could change a tire on a car. Now I am not so confident on a truck, they are just to big. Well we got one. Yep a flat tire on our truck. Yuck. Our options were to try to change it ourselves or call someone for help. We called someone for help. Then it turned out that our windshield whipper was broken as well.&amp;nbsp;Through the kindness of people I have learned what really makes someone a true christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st person: We called him to help us with our tire and he came right away. It was pretty cold that day and he could have came up with excuses to not come but he didn't. Then he took care of the whole thing himself and paid to get our tire fixed. When we tried to pay him back he wouldn't let us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UCR2-7sOJ9g/TyMuz_oMa_I/AAAAAAAAAOU/Mim15mqrTIw/s1600/helping_hand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UCR2-7sOJ9g/TyMuz_oMa_I/AAAAAAAAAOU/Mim15mqrTIw/s320/helping_hand.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2nd person: After we got our tire fixed we went to the nearest automotive store. We explained that our windshield whipper was broken and we needed to replace them. The employee there was wonderful. He found the right sizes and then changed them for us. When we went to pay he said that it was on him. Again another kind act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As I think of these two people I am awed by their kindness and charity. Not once did they think, "What is in this for me?" They served out of love. They are true Christians. They did exactly what the Savior would do, the reached out to people in need. When we serve others we are also serving God. &lt;a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/mosiah/2?lang=eng" name="17"&gt;Mosiah&lt;/a&gt; 2:17&lt;span class="verse"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"&lt;/span&gt;And behold, I tell you these things that ye may learn wisdom; that ye may learn that when ye are in the service of your fellow beings ye are only in the service of your God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6CT0MImEFyc/TyMt2SHAyTI/AAAAAAAAAOE/sThfsSAEk6k/s1600/people+helping+others.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="160" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6CT0MImEFyc/TyMt2SHAyTI/AAAAAAAAAOE/sThfsSAEk6k/s200/people+helping+others.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So my challenge to you this week is be a Christian. Look for opportunities to help others and then do it. I guarantee that it will make your week 100% better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-7254503809959045644?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/7254503809959045644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2012/01/tires-and-charity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/7254503809959045644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/7254503809959045644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2012/01/tires-and-charity.html' title='Tires and Charity'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_nI7FDj30pc/TvthAYuSvgI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ql89d8dvE28/s72-c/flat+tire.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-2477492245245852488</id><published>2012-01-12T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T13:57:24.076-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dieter F Uchtdorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='princess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mirror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true worth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Who we really are</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When you look in the mirror what do you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lcgPYlKXt3g/Tw9WpLzCS3I/AAAAAAAAANc/fCkmbCFxb7k/s1600/PICT0048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lcgPYlKXt3g/Tw9WpLzCS3I/AAAAAAAAANc/fCkmbCFxb7k/s200/PICT0048.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I see a girl with redish hair and premature smile wrinkles. I see a girl who is shortish, has pretty white skin, has some freckles, and brownish eyes or as some people say fish eyes. Sometimes I see as girl who is full of spunk, who loves to laugh and have fun. I see a girl who won't back down when she knows what is right. I see a girl who has many faults, who is prideful and makes a billion mistakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Luckily for us we don't have to live life based on what we see of ourselves but of what God sees of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"God sees you not only as a mortal being on a small planet who lives for a brief season—He sees you as His child. He sees you as the being you are capable and designed to become. He wants you to know that you matter to Him." &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2011/10/you-matter-to-him?lang=eng"&gt;President Uchtdorf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What God sees:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A divine daughter that is a princess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yULTCkSOibE/Tw9Srb0r2_I/AAAAAAAAANU/XR3lQS6IUVg/s1600/little-girl-swing-761322-wallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yULTCkSOibE/Tw9Srb0r2_I/AAAAAAAAANU/XR3lQS6IUVg/s320/little-girl-swing-761322-wallpaper.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-2477492245245852488?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/2477492245245852488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2012/01/who-we-really-are.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/2477492245245852488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/2477492245245852488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2012/01/who-we-really-are.html' title='Who we really are'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lcgPYlKXt3g/Tw9WpLzCS3I/AAAAAAAAANc/fCkmbCFxb7k/s72-c/PICT0048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-6051807473733481053</id><published>2012-01-04T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T10:18:29.207-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='connection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Prayer! What is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HZI6b1j-E4U/Tv5ILipB6WI/AAAAAAAAALE/wliIjK7unf4/s1600/prayer.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HZI6b1j-E4U/Tv5ILipB6WI/AAAAAAAAALE/wliIjK7unf4/s1600/prayer.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;According to a &lt;a href="http://dictionary.com/"&gt;dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="header"&gt;&lt;span class="dnindex"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;devout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;petition&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;object&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;worship.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="body"&gt;&lt;div class="pbk"&gt;&lt;div class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;span class="dnindex"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;spiritual&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;communion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;object&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;worship,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;supplication,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;thanksgiving,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;adoration,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;confession.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;span class="dnindex"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;act&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;practice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;praying &lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;object&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;worship.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span class="dnindex"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;formula&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;sequence&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;words&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;appointed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;praying&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;Lord's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;Prayer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span class="dnindex"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;prayers,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;religious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;observance,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;either&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;public&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;private,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;consisting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;wholly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;mainly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What does prayer mean to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is what prayer means to&amp;nbsp;these people.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://che-onwardandoutward.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sister Asendente&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"Prayer is a line that connects us to our Father in Heaven. It is a line that doesn't get busy. So you can call Him anytime."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jhefmt2fDTM/Tvy0kyii2TI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/jJv9924ILPg/s1600/Emily+Wray.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="136" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jhefmt2fDTM/Tvy0kyii2TI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/jJv9924ILPg/s200/Emily+Wray.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Emily Wray: "&lt;/span&gt;Pray to me is a connection to something bigger than human, a light that is in all of us, and feeling, brightness. A relief that when you pray, God hears. A connection that not only God see's but what other people can feel."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I4XeFg63cC8/Tvy1MSGRMrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Y4_sBTgJDjE/s1600/Elder+Sabin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I4XeFg63cC8/Tvy1MSGRMrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Y4_sBTgJDjE/s200/Elder+Sabin.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eldersabin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elder Sabin&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;/span&gt;Prayer to me is like having the ability to communicate with somebody who knows all the answers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYxsWkwIjUY/Tv5DPakr8lI/AAAAAAAAAKU/IQK1cUdC8Rk/s1600/Sister+Mace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYxsWkwIjUY/Tv5DPakr8lI/AAAAAAAAAKU/IQK1cUdC8Rk/s200/Sister+Mace.jpg" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sistermace.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sister Mace&lt;/a&gt;: "Prayer is what keeps me sane and gives me the capacity to keeping going, even when I think I have reached my limits. Prayer is my source of strength and is a direct communication with a loving Heavenly Father who not only listens and hears every word, but answers all of the fears, concerns, frustrations, and questions that we all have. Prayer is also how we can give thanks for all of the many blessings, patients, love and understanding he has given each of us in our times of need."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wt1I_1dfYJM/Tv5EPbQtKoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/HHxknY4YSaw/s1600/Sister+Green.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wt1I_1dfYJM/Tv5EPbQtKoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/HHxknY4YSaw/s200/Sister+Green.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sistermagreen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sister Green&lt;/a&gt; : "Pray is vocalized Faith. It is the opportunity to talk to and recieve guidance from a perfect Father. It is the will of us aligning with Him and allowing us to recieve the blessings he wants to give us but is conditional upon us asking for them."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iT8kt7WDfU/TwNEMUJUAbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/WUsR-79u2QQ/s1600/Lacey+Johnson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="141" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iT8kt7WDfU/TwNEMUJUAbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/WUsR-79u2QQ/s200/Lacey+Johnson.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lacey Griffiths: "Prayer is a moment that I can take, anytime, anywhere, any way I get a face to face moment with God. In those few precious moments I am am not judged, ridiculed, nor&amp;nbsp;am&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;passed judgement! I cherish each moment I get with my Lord and Savior to ask for and thank him for the blessings bestowed upon me and my home!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A19blNrv9oc/TwNE2cE6pWI/AAAAAAAAALc/LbsLK7gZP2I/s1600/Sister+Smith.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A19blNrv9oc/TwNE2cE6pWI/AAAAAAAAALc/LbsLK7gZP2I/s200/Sister+Smith.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica King: Prayer is proof to me of a loving Heavenly Father. He has provided a way for us to communicate with him at any time. He is always there when I need him, always within listening distance. It just shows me how much He loves me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68IGZZLXlhM/TwNGr30iWjI/AAAAAAAAALo/uILlQf-buvE/s1600/Laura+Lehman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68IGZZLXlhM/TwNGr30iWjI/AAAAAAAAALo/uILlQf-buvE/s200/Laura+Lehman.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laura Lehman: Personal prayers are my favorite. I can completely let down my guard and have a conversation with my Father in Heaven. I also have the time to listen for, and feel the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="content noh" id="id.159876467448916"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rJsirOTluC4/TwSUfPKhk8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/5FdTseY9aLU/s1600/Sister+Tuckett.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rJsirOTluC4/TwSUfPKhk8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/5FdTseY9aLU/s1600/Sister+Tuckett.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sister Tuckett: Prayer gives me peace, it lets me know that everything will be alright. I know that&amp;nbsp;I can pray and that God will answer and that I can have strength. He has been there for me so many times in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is one of the most special gifts that we have been given by God. It allows us to know that we are not alone and that someone loves us unconditionally. If it has been a while since you have prayed talk the time to open up your soul to the Lord and come to know that He is always there for you. Then think about what prayer means to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-6051807473733481053?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/6051807473733481053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2012/01/prayer-what-is-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/6051807473733481053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/6051807473733481053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2012/01/prayer-what-is-it.html' title='Prayer! What is it?'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HZI6b1j-E4U/Tv5ILipB6WI/AAAAAAAAALE/wliIjK7unf4/s72-c/prayer.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-4538616403325532601</id><published>2011-12-16T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T15:29:19.100-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being intuned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='listening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Ghost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mothers'/><title type='text'>Shh... Whisper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BY4q3ki03ts/TujyvmZ5hoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/oEutwuhjAfs/s1600/feeding+horse.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BY4q3ki03ts/TujyvmZ5hoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/oEutwuhjAfs/s1600/feeding+horse.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One time when I was in high school my friend Teddi and I went to her house for lunch. Well we looked out her window and her horses had gotten out. Now I grew up in the country on a farm of sorts but we had sold our horse when I was maybe four so I really don't know how to handle horses. Teddi really didn't know what to do either because she didn't grow up with them. So here we are two teenage girls trying to get two horses into a corral. Luckily one behaved and trotted right back in. The other one was a tad more stubborn. Everytime we would get even a tiny bit close the horse would run off in the other direction. Finally a random thought came into my mind. Put some oats in a bucket and have the horse that is in the corral eat it and the other horse will come then you can lead him around to the gate. Nothing else was working so it was worth a try. Well it worked and we were kind of shocked but extremely grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VCbDBmKs2mA/Tuj0RKlAtTI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/l597YCmE464/s1600/loud+noice.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VCbDBmKs2mA/Tuj0RKlAtTI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/l597YCmE464/s1600/loud+noice.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Later that evening I told my mom that story. Afterwards she made a interesting comment. First she asked me where my idea for the horse came from since I really didn't know anything about horses. Pretty sure my answer back was, "I don't know, it just popped into my head." In response she told me that it was from the Holy Spirit. What? The Spirit? Then she explained that the Holy Spirit will tell us things pertain to every part of our life if we are listening not just religious things. Also the Spirit talks to us in a still small voice so softly that sometimes we don't recognize it from our own thoughts. This really was something different for me because I had assumed that the Spirit would speak loud enough to me that I would automatically recognize it or that it would yell at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As life has gone on I have realized how true my mother was. I have never had the Spirit yell at me. I have never seen an angel. I have never had a life altering experience like you see of the people in the scriptures. But I have had the Holy Spirit talk to me. I have had ideas pop into my mind that most definitely didn't come from me. I have had warm feelings of peace. I have had feelings of joy, or rightness, or love... etc. (&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/gal/5?lang=eng"&gt;Galations 5:22-23&lt;/a&gt;) I am also sure that most people will have experiences with the Spirit talking to them the same way that I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tq5Cl4kMHaM/TuvT7QlBk9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/NSzU40TzeLE/s1600/listen+to+God.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tq5Cl4kMHaM/TuvT7QlBk9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/NSzU40TzeLE/s320/listen+to+God.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Remember that the Holy Spirit doesn't yell at us, it talks softly. To make sure that we are listening we have to stay in tuned by reading the scriptures, praying, going to church, and keeping the commandents. At first it may be hard to recognize the Spirit but the neat thing is that the more you listen the more you will hear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-4538616403325532601?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/4538616403325532601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/12/shh-whisper.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/4538616403325532601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/4538616403325532601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/12/shh-whisper.html' title='Shh... Whisper!'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BY4q3ki03ts/TujyvmZ5hoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/oEutwuhjAfs/s72-c/feeding+horse.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-8036927968601739091</id><published>2011-12-08T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T10:20:14.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atonement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus lives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Songs of Christmas</title><content type='html'>With Christmas season here what is your favorite Christmas song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e77W0jdHHtY/Tt_BVwkya9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/rHG6mtIJhp0/s1600/carolers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e77W0jdHHtY/Tt_BVwkya9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/rHG6mtIJhp0/s200/carolers.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I have a couple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gY6cg5bR2Aw/Tt_BJFsEgOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/CoGW5k9coQ8/s1600/Nativity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xE5QJWZENcQ"&gt;Oh Holy Night&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/churchmusic/detailmusicPlayer/index.html?searchlanguage=1&amp;amp;searchcollection=1&amp;amp;searchseqstart=210&amp;amp;searchsubseqstart=%20&amp;amp;searchseqend=210&amp;amp;searchsubseqend=ZZZ"&gt;With Wondering Awe&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/churchmusic/detailmusicPlayer/index.html?searchlanguage=1&amp;amp;searchcollection=2&amp;amp;searchseqstart=54&amp;amp;searchsubseqstart=%20&amp;amp;searchseqend=54&amp;amp;searchsubseqend=ZZZ"&gt;Christmas Bells&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last year I acquired a new favorite Christmas song: &lt;a href="http://lds.org/churchmusic/detailmusicPlayer/index.html?searchlanguage=1&amp;amp;searchcollection=1&amp;amp;searchseqstart=200&amp;amp;searchsubseqstart=%20&amp;amp;searchseqend=200&amp;amp;searchsubseqend=ZZZ"&gt;Christ the Lord is Risen Today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x9IsIda6Qbc/TuD_eY0qtjI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Jd8g6NQ_fzs/s1600/Jesus+Livess.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x9IsIda6Qbc/TuD_eY0qtjI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Jd8g6NQ_fzs/s320/Jesus+Livess.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You may be wondering why one of my favorite Christmas songs is a traditional Easter song. Well I will tell you why. Last year I was watching the First Presidency's Christmas Devotional (check it out &lt;a href="http://lds.org/broadcasts/watch/christmas-devotional/2010/12?lang=eng&amp;amp;vid=699805565001&amp;amp;pkey=AQ%2E%2E,AAAAD5C7cik%2E,NkEKrBzbuXJBcGJrgsDFjLEiJ-nXhUBl&amp;amp;pid=610705729001"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). Anyways the idea was presented that it is important to celebrate Jesus' birth but if it wasn't for His Atonement, suffering for our sins, dying on the cross, and resurrection, there would be no need to celebrate His birth. So in my own way I show that Christmas is much more than celebrating a birth it is celebrating a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-8036927968601739091?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/8036927968601739091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/12/songs-of-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/8036927968601739091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/8036927968601739091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/12/songs-of-christmas.html' title='Songs of Christmas'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e77W0jdHHtY/Tt_BVwkya9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/rHG6mtIJhp0/s72-c/carolers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-533015444489818129</id><published>2011-11-29T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T10:36:00.909-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scriptures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><title type='text'>How do you know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other day a man asked me a very interesting question. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"How do you know that Jesus is your Savior?"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yCGL2PzWYsU/TtUlWu75_XI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NvEoNWSvgaM/s1600/he+is+risen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yCGL2PzWYsU/TtUlWu75_XI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NvEoNWSvgaM/s320/he+is+risen.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought a lot about that and then applied that questions to other things. Like how do I know that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is Christ's church on the earth again. How do I know that the Book of Mormon is true? How do I know that there is a prophet on the earth again? How do I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TXiwmJ7gfHQ/TtUjPq0XqXI/AAAAAAAAAG0/pqrxSEjGGn4/s1600/getting+out+of+bed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="204" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TXiwmJ7gfHQ/TtUjPq0XqXI/AAAAAAAAAG0/pqrxSEjGGn4/s320/getting+out+of+bed.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well let me answer by first asking another question. How do you know that the floor is there in the morning when you are lying in bed? I mean I always trust that the floor is there every morning but I still have to try it out and put my feet down. I have to act and do my part. If I lay in bed and just say that the floor is there doesn't really help to know if the floor is there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nephi also teaches us how we can know certain things of God. Here is a &lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/1-ne/15?lang=eng"&gt;converstaion&lt;/a&gt; that he had with his brothers.&lt;br /&gt;"And I said unto them: Have ye inquired of the Lord?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div uri="/scriptures/bofm/1-ne/15.9"&gt;And they said unto me: We have not; for the Lord maketh no such thing known unto us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div uri="/scriptures/bofm/1-ne/15.10"&gt;Behold, I said unto them: How is it that ye do not keep the commandments of the Lord? How is it that ye will perish, because of the hardness of your hearts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div uri="/scriptures/bofm/1-ne/15.11"&gt;Do ye not remember the things which the Lord hath said?—If ye will not harden your hearts, and ask me in faith, believing that ye shall receive, with diligence in keeping my commandments, surely these things shall be made known unto you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L98neGyyI3Q/TtUje9SNCCI/AAAAAAAAAG8/I6I7u1DD7q8/s1600/reading+scriptures.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L98neGyyI3Q/TtUje9SNCCI/AAAAAAAAAG8/I6I7u1DD7q8/s1600/reading+scriptures.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So to answer the question of how do I know. I know because I have acted. I know that Jesus is my Savior because I have accepted Him and then I have followed Him. I know that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is Christ's church on the earth, that the Book of Mormon is the word of God, and that we have a prophet on the earth today&amp;nbsp;because I have prayed and asked God and then I followed my answer that I have received. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing, I know that you can come to know these truths for yourself. All you have to do is ask God with a open heart and then be willing to act. Be willing to take that step on the floor. I know it will change your life and make it better than better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-533015444489818129?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/533015444489818129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-do-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/533015444489818129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/533015444489818129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-do-you-know.html' title='How do you know?'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yCGL2PzWYsU/TtUlWu75_XI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NvEoNWSvgaM/s72-c/he+is+risen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-2620289983381844785</id><published>2011-11-15T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T12:56:07.660-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commandments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='badmitton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Run Run Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-GcJimlpLA/TrwhEV-fE1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/_7_dSc23ZCM/s1600/tired_runner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-GcJimlpLA/TrwhEV-fE1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/_7_dSc23ZCM/s320/tired_runner.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once upon a time in High School I took a PE class. For the most part it wasn't too bad. We did fun things like badmitton, and volleyball, and swimming. Then we had to take these tests like how many sit-ups we could do and how long we could jump with a jump rope. Most of them weren't that bad but the worst one was the mile. To get a decent grade for the mile you had to run it in 8 minutes. Now I think the fastest I have ever run a mile was in maybe 9 minutes and that was when I was in really good shape. So here I am having to run the mile knowing that the best grade I could get on it was a D. Knowing this I could have just given up and walked the mile. I mean if I was going to get a bad grade I better not kill myself. But instead I decided that I would run the whole thing. It wasn't easy but I felt that I had tried my best and even though I didn't get a great grade I still knew that I had given it my all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vAQVM1WVMfE/TsLRgEkvyeI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7-Vq9wM0pkk/s1600/Jesus+mercy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228px" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vAQVM1WVMfE/TsLRgEkvyeI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7-Vq9wM0pkk/s320/Jesus+mercy.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You know that really is all that Jesus expects us to do. He knows that life is hard and that there are certain things that we don't want to do. But if we really try and give our all then He will make up the rest. He will take our D and turn it into a A+. He wants us to succeed but we have to do our part as well.&amp;nbsp; "For we know that it is by grace that we are saved, after all we can do." (&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/25?lang=eng"&gt;2 Nephi 25:23&lt;/a&gt;) So go ahead and run that mile, go and keep the commandments, go and follow God. It won't be easy but it is possible and Jesus will help us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-2620289983381844785?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/2620289983381844785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/11/run-run-run.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/2620289983381844785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/2620289983381844785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/11/run-run-run.html' title='Run Run Run'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-GcJimlpLA/TrwhEV-fE1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/_7_dSc23ZCM/s72-c/tired_runner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-2713927248697173331</id><published>2011-11-03T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T11:15:56.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portuguese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='listening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Ghost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heavenly Father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind'/><title type='text'>Confusão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F12b2LnweNU/TqmiAcwAvAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ctnRa2D8FE0/s1600/confused.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F12b2LnweNU/TqmiAcwAvAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ctnRa2D8FE0/s200/confused.bmp" width="158px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_img0nh="489" tc="null"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_img0nh="490" tc="null"&gt;hey!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_img0nh="491" tc="null"&gt;Você não vai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_img0nh="492" tc="null"&gt;entender&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_img0nh="493" tc="null"&gt;isso, porque&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_img0nh="494" tc="null"&gt;você não fala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_img0nh="495" tc="null"&gt;em portugues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_img0nh="496" tc="null"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_img0nh="497" tc="null"&gt;Lembre-se que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_img0nh="498" tc="null"&gt;Deus te ama e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_img0nh="499" tc="null"&gt;se preocupa com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_img0nh="500" tc="null"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_img0nh="500" tc="null"&gt;Uh... what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_img0nh="500" tc="null"&gt;Have you ever had a time that you had someone speak to you in another language, or even sometimes in your native language, and you just have no idea what they are saying? I sure have. May last few companions have been waiting for their visa to go down to Brazil. Sometimes they will speak portugues out loud and then look at me like I should understand. I just give them a blank stare back because I don't speak Portuguese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Have you ever felt that perhaps God speaks to us in a different language? That perhaps&amp;nbsp;He is speaking to us in Portuguese? That maybe He isn't even speaking at all? Well I can testify that He does speak to us. He is there. He is reaching out to us and all we have to do is listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uStQYqDVvu8/TrLTbD8ck9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/205x5TeaZ_s/s1600/Prayer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uStQYqDVvu8/TrLTbD8ck9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/205x5TeaZ_s/s1600/Prayer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Listening to God though is different than listening to someone next to us talking. To listen to God we don't just listen with our ears but we listen with our hearts and with our minds."Yea, behold, I will tell you in your mind and in your heart, by the Holy Ghost, which shall come upon you and which shall dwell in your heart." &lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/dc-testament/dc/8?lang=eng"&gt;Doctrin and Covenants 8:2&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; We have to really be focused. One of the main ways we can hear God by praying and actually talking with Him not just to Him. When we really seek out to have a conversation with our Heavenly Father and really let Him know how we are doing He will answer us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you feel that maybe God is speaking in Portuguese have a conversation with Him and you will find out that you can understand Him perfectly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-2713927248697173331?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/2713927248697173331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/11/confusao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/2713927248697173331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/2713927248697173331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/11/confusao.html' title='Confusão'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F12b2LnweNU/TqmiAcwAvAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ctnRa2D8FE0/s72-c/confused.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-4103523835589572810</id><published>2011-10-26T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T11:51:59.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunrise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="quote_text"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IMhoI7Jyp38/TqhUUAC4LqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Szuvt9eVczE/s1600/sunrise.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IMhoI7Jyp38/TqhUUAC4LqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Szuvt9eVczE/s1600/sunrise.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Hope . . . is like the beam of sunlight rising up and above the horizon of our present circumstances. It pierces the darkness with a brilliant dawn. It encourages and inspires us to place our trust in the loving care of an eternal Heavenly Father, who has prepared a way for those who seek for eternal truth in a world of relativism, confusion, and of fear." President Dieter F Uchtdorf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="quote_text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="quote_text"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8EhS6d7THw/TqhTEW8YhhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/qYa-Y34dVPw/s1600/hope.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8EhS6d7THw/TqhTEW8YhhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/qYa-Y34dVPw/s200/hope.bmp" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One thing that really does make me smile is hope. Knowing that there is always something better out there for us is wonderful. All we have to do is to put our trust in God. When we put our trust in God then there really is always something better to look forward to. It is that hope that we will one day live with God again that keeps me moving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;For more ways that hope can help you check out this website all about &lt;a href="http://lds.org/topic/finding-hope/"&gt;HOPE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-4103523835589572810?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/4103523835589572810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/hope.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/4103523835589572810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/4103523835589572810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IMhoI7Jyp38/TqhUUAC4LqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Szuvt9eVczE/s72-c/sunrise.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-8180338655618930231</id><published>2011-10-25T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T13:06:13.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. George'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stubborn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digging'/><title type='text'>Holes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LIxLx4zSClM/TqcTkBaWJsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/te4nr5cSc2U/s1600/holes.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LIxLx4zSClM/TqcTkBaWJsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/te4nr5cSc2U/s1600/holes.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was about 9 years old we went down to St. George Utah to visit my Grandmother and Grandpa Phil. They always liked to have activities for us kids so that we weren't bored to death and we enjoyed going down there. This one visit&amp;nbsp;when we got to their home they told us that Grandpa Phil had dug a hole and we were to guess the dimensions for this hole. Once we had all guessed and it was a little coolier in the day they drove us out to this hole. I don't remember who was closest, pretty sure it wasn't me. I remember though that it was a very long hole and me feeling bad that Grandpa Phil dug that hole it the ridiculous heat of Southern Utah. I have no idea of how long it took him to dig that hole but I imagine that it took him quite a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Sometimes we too end up digging holes for no apparent reason. We dig and we dig and we dig. It can be quite exhausting. Our holes can be of saying wrong things, spending too much time from home and family, bad habits, technology, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UKtJzMIft_w/TqcWZwETTwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4WCY3LueQAE/s1600/climbing+a+ladder.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UKtJzMIft_w/TqcWZwETTwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4WCY3LueQAE/s1600/climbing+a+ladder.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we get deeper and deeper in our holes it becomes our norm and we are often afraid to leave and face the real world. Even if we do want to leave we often feel we are to deep to get out by ourselves. Luckily the&amp;nbsp;Savior understands that we put ourselves in these holes and He is constantly walking to the edge of each of our holes and asking us if we want help out. If we are afraid to leave we may yell at Him and curse at Him. The interesting thing is He just says, "Ok, I'll be back in 5 minutes in case&amp;nbsp;you change you mind," and He always comes back. He will keep visiting our hole until we are ready to accept His help to get out.&amp;nbsp;Then He lowers a ladder a helps us out. We just got to climb up the ladder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-8180338655618930231?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/8180338655618930231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/holes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/8180338655618930231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/8180338655618930231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/holes.html' title='Holes'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LIxLx4zSClM/TqcTkBaWJsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/te4nr5cSc2U/s72-c/holes.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-2423301516423954041</id><published>2011-10-20T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T14:51:09.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redemption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heavenly Fahter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Best Gift Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;When you think of gifts what do you think of? Do you think of gifts that you have been given or gifts that you have given? Honestly, I think of what I have been given. Though after a tiny bit I start to think of the gifts that I have given which in the long run make me so much happier than the ones I have received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0bdxBjBwlE/TqCT7SV3ngI/AAAAAAAAAE8/r_hEjqK1Mnw/s1600/Jim+Shore.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0bdxBjBwlE/TqCT7SV3ngI/AAAAAAAAAE8/r_hEjqK1Mnw/s1600/Jim+Shore.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember this one time I wanted to get my mom an amazing gift. Well I saw that a nativity set that she had been wanting was on sale. I pulled all my money together and I had enough. So I bought it feeling extremely giddy. The only problem was that Christmas was the previous week and my mom's birthday wasn't for another couple of months. Just waiting to give her the gift was almost too much for me and I almost gave it to her earlier. Finally her birthday arrived. As she opened the present I was filled with so much happiness. Just seeing her face of shock made up for having to wait all those months to give it to her. It was then that I truly understood that when you give to others you get more than you give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oewd0wPeB78/Tp8c0rhvmMI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6iib2TjKWXg/s1600/jesus+saves.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oewd0wPeB78/Tp8c0rhvmMI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6iib2TjKWXg/s1600/jesus+saves.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now these last couple of months I have been able to share an even greater gift to those I love. It is the gift of the knowledge of our Savior Jesus Christ and His Restored Gospel. I was given this gift myself and it truly fills all my soul with so much happiness that I want to share it with others. Knowing my purpose of being here on earth and what I can do to be even happier really is the best gift I could ever receive or give. I want to bear testimony that I know that it is only through Jesus Christ that we can return to live with our Heavenly Father; that through His love He willingly came down here to earth for each one of us to save us, to redeem us. This is the best gift we have or will ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have received this gift, go share it with others. It will make you so happy and help you feel fulfilled. If you haven't received this gift or don't understand how Jesus Christ can make you have greater happiness I strongly encourage you to go to &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/"&gt;mormon.org&lt;/a&gt;, explore, and then request missionaries that can and will share this gift with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Christmas season coming up let us all try to remember always what the best gift ever was: Jesus Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f2vcnoV2rjk/TqCWlRX7RqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BbdAWCrln1Q/s1600/Jesus+Christ+Risen.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f2vcnoV2rjk/TqCWlRX7RqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BbdAWCrln1Q/s320/Jesus+Christ+Risen.jpeg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-2423301516423954041?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/2423301516423954041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/best-gift-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/2423301516423954041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/2423301516423954041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/best-gift-ever.html' title='Best Gift Ever'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0bdxBjBwlE/TqCT7SV3ngI/AAAAAAAAAE8/r_hEjqK1Mnw/s72-c/Jim+Shore.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-4818981988712985271</id><published>2011-10-13T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T12:00:05.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='standards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='influence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SdGLelh9klE/To4Z04SoruI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0dxRbNHD3dg/s1600/joy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SdGLelh9klE/To4Z04SoruI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0dxRbNHD3dg/s1600/joy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Choose your friends carefully. They will greatly influence how you think and act, and even help determine the person you will become. Choose friends who share your values so you can strengthen and encourage each other in living high standards. A true friend will encourage you to be your best self." &lt;a href="https://lds.org/youth/for-the-strength-of-youth/friends?lang=eng"&gt;For the Strength of the Youth &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We have so many people that pass through our lives and they all influence us. We need to make sure that we are surrounded by people that really do help us to become better. Never forget the one person who will be by you through thick and thin. Who will be that best friend that you could ever ask for. Jesus Christ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tvLcnkriaI/Tpc0YhFJmpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/AoXIKwjpQCY/s1600/Jesus+and+child.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tvLcnkriaI/Tpc0YhFJmpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/AoXIKwjpQCY/s1600/Jesus+and+child.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-4818981988712985271?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/4818981988712985271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/4818981988712985271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/4818981988712985271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SdGLelh9klE/To4Z04SoruI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0dxRbNHD3dg/s72-c/joy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-973092631701647241</id><published>2011-10-12T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T14:56:28.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dirt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gold panning'/><title type='text'>I'm Rich!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp-5hI8ASwA/TpXNqRWHxuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bgCAkj91A00/s1600/gold.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp-5hI8ASwA/TpXNqRWHxuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bgCAkj91A00/s320/gold.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The other day Sister Ricks and I went gold panning with a person that we are teaching. While panning I found a piece of gold about the size of one of the two shone above. I automatically exclaimed, "I'm rich!" We then weighed the gold to see how much it was worth. I was pretty excited. Never had I earned that much money over doing something so basic as washing dirt out of a gold pan. Then I was asked where my true riches lie. They aren't worldly wealth or what man say are important. So what are our true riches? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HthUP3qGZ9o/TpXRAiX-fiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/_8cnBif4HUo/s1600/prayer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HthUP3qGZ9o/TpXRAiX-fiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/_8cnBif4HUo/s1600/prayer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/best-gift-ever.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/09/families-love-them-dont-hate-them.html" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0BRiuo2xFB0/TpXRoAG28qI/AAAAAAAAAEM/01Ozgart28k/s1600/family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/09/families-love-them-dont-hate-them.html"&gt;Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fIvymNG2u_Q/TpXSzc8P-eI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TnR3aQ0a76g/s1600/friends.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fIvymNG2u_Q/TpXSzc8P-eI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TnR3aQ0a76g/s1600/friends.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/friends.html"&gt;Friends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-973092631701647241?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/973092631701647241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-rich.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/973092631701647241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/973092631701647241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-rich.html' title='I&apos;m Rich!'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp-5hI8ASwA/TpXNqRWHxuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bgCAkj91A00/s72-c/gold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-6008579100415716300</id><published>2011-10-04T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:10:47.730-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scriptures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iron rod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='staying firm'/><title type='text'>Paris, Texas or Paris, France?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;One time when I was younger I was watching this tv show and one of the characters had gone on vacation. Well after a while another one of the characters wanted to join him but could only remember that they had gone to Paris. So they booked there ticket and flew over to Paris only to find out that their friend was on vacation in Paris, Texas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rh4EAUUOHj0/TotiidbAZ4I/AAAAAAAAADs/V8pCbvPqM4k/s1600/ConfusingMap.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="138px" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rh4EAUUOHj0/TotiidbAZ4I/AAAAAAAAADs/V8pCbvPqM4k/s200/ConfusingMap.gif" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We can equally get confused in our lives when we don't hear something quite right or we think something is one way when really it is another. ﻿ This is what Satan strives to do. He wants us to think that we can gain happiness by doing one thing that seems close but not quite. He truly is out to confuse us. "Wo unto them that call evil good, and good evil, that put darkness for light, and light for darkness, that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!" &lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/15?lang=eng&amp;amp;query=calling+good+evil"&gt;2 Nephi 15:20&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;But if we know that this is his plot then we can stay on guard to not let this happen. We can remain holding on the the iron rod. Meaning reading our scriptures, going to church, saying our prayers, helping those in need. When we do these things then we won't be deceved by Satan because when he says,"Let's go to Paris," you can say, "Well I think Texas is just to hot right now. I think I will stay where I am at."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-raDutR6Tro0/TotmDC-QE2I/AAAAAAAAADw/uwF4XY6Tlx0/s1600/Iron+rod.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-raDutR6Tro0/TotmDC-QE2I/AAAAAAAAADw/uwF4XY6Tlx0/s1600/Iron+rod.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-6008579100415716300?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/6008579100415716300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/paris-texas-or-paris-france.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/6008579100415716300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/6008579100415716300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/paris-texas-or-paris-france.html' title='Paris, Texas or Paris, France?'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rh4EAUUOHj0/TotiidbAZ4I/AAAAAAAAADs/V8pCbvPqM4k/s72-c/ConfusingMap.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-1680606669309082773</id><published>2011-10-04T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T12:18:48.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='repentance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scripture study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Window'/><title type='text'>Clean That Window</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oB_NP-bEXAc/ToY5iQcdEGI/AAAAAAAAADk/DIRixxj7F8g/s1600/handprints.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oB_NP-bEXAc/ToY5iQcdEGI/AAAAAAAAADk/DIRixxj7F8g/s320/handprints.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The last semester of college that I took before I came on the mission I took up an early morning custodial job. The hours were from 4-7 in the morning and I woke up at 3:30 5 days a week to get there in time. It wasn't a horrible job once you got used to the not so great hours. Really it was pretty easy. I did the same thing every single day. I vacuumed the entry ways and washed all the glass doors. I really didn't mind the vacuuming part it was my favorite. The doors on the other hand were a little annoying. No matter how clean you washed them the day before there were always new, fresh hand prints for me to clean. Just because I cleaned the day before did not guarantee that they would stay perfectly clean for the next day. If one day was missed, for example we didn't clean on Sunday, then the doors were just filthy and it took a little bit longer to clean them. Even though it seemed like a small task, maybe 5 minutes for each door, it was something that needed to be done each and every single day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pE0nCtrcUn4/ToY_mYAMtaI/AAAAAAAAADo/skvL7Edasgg/s1600/scripture+study.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pE0nCtrcUn4/ToY_mYAMtaI/AAAAAAAAADo/skvL7Edasgg/s200/scripture+study.bmp" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In our own lives there are things that we need to do each day to make sure that our souls stay clean. They seem so easy that we might forget them or we might not think that they are important; reading our scriptures, saying our prayers, repenting daily, being kind to those around us, remember Jesus Christ. It only took me 5 minutes for each door but if I made sure that I cleaned them each day then the next day it was just as easy. If we get in the habit of reading our scriptures and saying our prayers then next day it is just as easy to do them. But if we forget then it does seem hard to get back on the path even if we didn't do it one day. So lets all take the time and do the simple each day. Everytime we do we really do draw closer to Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ which is our purpose of being here on earth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-1680606669309082773?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/1680606669309082773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/clean-that-window.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/1680606669309082773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/1680606669309082773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/10/clean-that-window.html' title='Clean That Window'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oB_NP-bEXAc/ToY5iQcdEGI/AAAAAAAAADk/DIRixxj7F8g/s72-c/handprints.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-8347262175739735604</id><published>2011-09-28T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T12:25:57.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>Love the Rainstorms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lUB4hjeuPR8/ToNxEofMSUI/AAAAAAAAADg/yBnov65I6n8/s1600/Be+Happy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lUB4hjeuPR8/ToNxEofMSUI/AAAAAAAAADg/yBnov65I6n8/s320/Be+Happy.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look at this picture. Remember the days when playing in the rain was fun? Well maybe for some of us those days are still now. But one thing that really stood out to me is how happy she looks. She isn't concerned that she is getting all wet or that the people are rushing to and fro around her. She is taking the time to be happy even during a time that might for some be a trial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Monson &lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=92764bb52a73d110VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;hideNav=1"&gt;said&lt;/a&gt;, "This is our one and only chance at mortal life—here and now. The longer we live, the greater is our realization that it is brief. Opportunities come, and then they are gone. I believe that among the greatest lessons we are to learn in this short sojourn upon the earth are lessons that help us distinguish between what is important and what is not. I plead with you not to let those most important things pass you by as you plan for that illusive and nonexistent future when you will have time to do all that you want to do. Instead, find joy in the journey—now." Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let us all take the time to find the joy even in the rainstorm. If you think about it we all need water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-8347262175739735604?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/8347262175739735604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-rainstorms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/8347262175739735604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/8347262175739735604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-rainstorms.html' title='Love the Rainstorms'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lUB4hjeuPR8/ToNxEofMSUI/AAAAAAAAADg/yBnov65I6n8/s72-c/Be+Happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-1585035820745800630</id><published>2011-09-27T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T13:14:27.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opposition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikes'/><title type='text'>Uphill Downhill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This past summer I have tried to ride bikes alot instead of driving the truck. I have different reasons why. One, the weather is nice. Two, it is quicker than walking. Three, it saves on miles (As missionaries you are only allowed a certain amount of miles that you can drive for a month). For the most part biking has been fine. I liked doing it in Conrad and in Fairfield. It was really nice in Townsend and we had really nice bikes. Well when I found out that I was going to be in a car share here in Helena and only have the truck half the week I thought no problem. I have been riding bikes this whole summer I am a pro. Oh how I was wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The difference between riding bikes in Conrad, Fairfield, Townsend and now Helena is that those first areas were flat and Helena has so many hills.&amp;nbsp; Going down is a breeze but making it back up those hills is a real challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TjG9hruBKPM/ToIodRxfbCI/AAAAAAAAADU/UUqhmXpsRxg/s1600/Hill.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TjG9hruBKPM/ToIodRxfbCI/AAAAAAAAADU/UUqhmXpsRxg/s200/Hill.bmp" width="146px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I really think that life is like this. Sometimes in our life everything seems to be pretty easy going, pretty flat. We like it. It really doesn't require that much effort. Then something happens where you now feel like you are going up hill all the time. It is hard. Sometimes you just want to stop and take a rest. But the wonderful thing is that even though you have all those tough hills to go&amp;nbsp;up going down them is so much better then staying flat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We have to have some hard things in our lives to truly appreciate the blessings that God has given us.&amp;nbsp;Lehi states this clearly in &lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/2?lang=eng"&gt;2 Nephi 2:11﻿&lt;/a&gt;. He says," For it must needs be, that there is an opposition in all things." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now I still don't really like going up hill but I do enjoy flying down hill alot better then just riding on a flat road all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-1585035820745800630?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/1585035820745800630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/09/uphill-downhill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/1585035820745800630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/1585035820745800630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/09/uphill-downhill.html' title='Uphill Downhill'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TjG9hruBKPM/ToIodRxfbCI/AAAAAAAAADU/UUqhmXpsRxg/s72-c/Hill.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-1764252902830485143</id><published>2011-09-15T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T12:00:20.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blankets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bear hug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warmth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everlasting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love Without End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Have you ever had one of those days where it just seems like the world is getting you down? I sure know that I have. It is on those days where I just want to crawl into my bed, wrap up in my favorite blanket, and lose myself either in a good book or a movie. Sometimes if I am feeling real bad I will actually go to someone to hug or to cry on their shoulder. This doesn't really happen a lot because I am not really that touchy feely person. Now the other day I read an amazing scripture Jeremiah 31:3,"The &lt;span class="deitySmallCaps"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt; hath appeared of old unto me, &lt;span class="clarityWord"&gt;saying,&lt;/span&gt; Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love: therefore with lovingkindness have I drawn thee."&lt;/div&gt;Christ will always love us and is just dying to let us know that He loves us. I really like that it says that we have His everlasting&amp;nbsp;love. I don't know that I have anything else that is everlasting in my life. On those hard days He really does want to give us a giant bear hug. I think that He is one of the people that I am ok with doing that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egRKlgRYDAk/Tm-3D628YjI/AAAAAAAAADE/I10M5mklIr0/s1600/Jesus+loves+you.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egRKlgRYDAk/Tm-3D628YjI/AAAAAAAAADE/I10M5mklIr0/s200/Jesus+loves+you.jpg" width="138px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So when you are having a hard day and you are just dying to be hugged or to feel comfort turn to Christ because He is always there for you and just waiting to give you that hug you rightly deserve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-1764252902830485143?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/1764252902830485143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-without-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/1764252902830485143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/1764252902830485143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-without-end.html' title='Love Without End'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egRKlgRYDAk/Tm-3D628YjI/AAAAAAAAADE/I10M5mklIr0/s72-c/Jesus+loves+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-4358163370881519</id><published>2011-09-13T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T12:41:24.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thomas S Monson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GPS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Prophet = GPS of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So lately I have been getting lost a lot. For most of my mission here in Montana I have been serving in small towns with the population no more than 3,000. I like it that way. I grew up in a small town and only having so many streets to have to worry about. If you did get lost you could probably walk the whole town in about 30 minutes or less and find out where you need to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tNSte_a9ej4/Tm-xWE-3lKI/AAAAAAAAADA/n7xO9O2zbh4/s1600/getting+lost.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tNSte_a9ej4/Tm-xWE-3lKI/AAAAAAAAADA/n7xO9O2zbh4/s200/getting+lost.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok so I am used to small. So lately trying to figure out the crazy streets of Helena has left be confused. I have a map and we get a long fairly well but we sure do get lost a lot as well. People have asked me why don't I just us a GPS. Well for one I didn't have a GPS and two I am stubborn and wanted to&amp;nbsp;see if I could learn the area better by using a map. But finally I caved in after getting lost one too many times even while using a map and borrowed a GPS. What a difference. Now I don't get lost. Miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HTLJx00HWs/Tm-wiGKWYwI/AAAAAAAAAC8/vDMiExSL3oQ/s1600/Thomas-S-Monson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HTLJx00HWs/Tm-wiGKWYwI/AAAAAAAAAC8/vDMiExSL3oQ/s200/Thomas-S-Monson.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wouldn't be nice if we could have a GPS for our lives. Sure we can get around fine just doing our own thing but if we something or someone to help lead us to where we want to go, heaven, it would sure make it alot easier. Luckily we do. We have a modern day prophet to help lead, guide, and direct us here on earth so that we can live with God again. &lt;a href="http://lds.org/ensign/1996/04/teaching-our-children-to-love-the-prophets?lang=eng&amp;amp;query=role+prophet"&gt;Elder Neil L Anderson&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;said, "In the confusion and commotion of our day and of the days ahead, we and our children need the power of revelation from the Lord’s prophets. The Lord has always revealed his will through his servants the prophets (see &lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/ot/amos/3.7?lang=eng#6"&gt;Amos 3:7&lt;/a&gt;), but as the world’s course diverges even more dramatically from the path of righteousness, our trust in the voice of the Lord through his servants (see &lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/dc-testament/dc/1.38?lang=eng#37"&gt;D&amp;amp;C 1:38&lt;/a&gt;) will be even more critical to our knowing right from wrong."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So by following the prophet we have our very own GPS, guidence positioning system, for life. We can make follow the path that will lead us directly to God and back to Heaven. We have a prophet on the earth today, &lt;a href="http://lds.org/search?lang=eng&amp;amp;clang=eng&amp;amp;role-1=on&amp;amp;collection=global-search"&gt;Thomas S Monson&lt;/a&gt;, and I suggest that you each take the time to see what he has been saying and apply it into your life so you can have a modern day GPS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-4358163370881519?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/4358163370881519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/09/prophet-gps-of-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/4358163370881519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/4358163370881519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/09/prophet-gps-of-life.html' title='Prophet = GPS of Life'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tNSte_a9ej4/Tm-xWE-3lKI/AAAAAAAAADA/n7xO9O2zbh4/s72-c/getting+lost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-715540328531880463</id><published>2011-09-07T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T12:23:43.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Proclamation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jensen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Families, Love Them Don't Hate Them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;I love my family! I mean I really love them. Just look at them. How could you not love them? Each one&amp;nbsp;brings a special spirit to our home.&amp;nbsp;The greatest thing is that I know that they will always be there for me. Now my family isn't perfect but it sure is great. They are the ones that I can fully be myself with. My favorite times of the year always have to do on whether I am around my family or not. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday simply because that is usually when we all get together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dG-nkG96lG4/TmZjCH0QGiI/AAAAAAAAACo/qlA8WsGk59Y/s1600/Family.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dG-nkG96lG4/TmZjCH0QGiI/AAAAAAAAACo/qlA8WsGk59Y/s320/Family.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The greatest thing is that no matter what our family situation is like the Gospel of Jesus Christ can strengthen our relationships. "Happiness in family life is most likely to be achieved when founded upon the teachings of the Lord Jesus Christ. Successful marriages and families are established and maintained on principles of faith, prayer, repentance, forgiveness, respect, love, compassion, work, and wholesome recreational activities." &lt;a href="http://lds.org/family/proclamation?lang=eng"&gt;The Family: A Proclamation to the World&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;How very true this is. If we just take the time to be with each other, to build each other up, to share the Gospel with each other, and to love each other then our families will start to be on the path of where we would like them to be.&amp;nbsp; We can start now. We can mend bridges or we can keep our ties strong as we follow the example of our Savior and love our families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qg8gbFRwql4/TmfDRAF2HAI/AAAAAAAAACs/sFvjed818pQ/s1600/Family.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qg8gbFRwql4/TmfDRAF2HAI/AAAAAAAAACs/sFvjed818pQ/s1600/Family.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5y_KeXhFHWQ/TmfDr1pRNpI/AAAAAAAAACw/wtXt7ViQLys/s1600/family.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5y_KeXhFHWQ/TmfDr1pRNpI/AAAAAAAAACw/wtXt7ViQLys/s320/family.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super excited to help my family grow closer together and to be with them for eternity. If you would like your family life to be a little better read the rest of &lt;a href="http://lds.org/family/proclamation?lang=eng"&gt;The Family: A Proclamation to the World&lt;/a&gt; and try out the different things it suggest. I know it will bless you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-715540328531880463?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/715540328531880463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/09/families-love-them-dont-hate-them.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/715540328531880463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/715540328531880463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/09/families-love-them-dont-hate-them.html' title='Families, Love Them Don&apos;t Hate Them'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dG-nkG96lG4/TmZjCH0QGiI/AAAAAAAAACo/qlA8WsGk59Y/s72-c/Family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-5130179394209195698</id><published>2011-09-01T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T12:14:30.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>God Loves You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9sLRAnCMvNY/Tl_Tb4AT3XI/AAAAAAAAACk/U7atG4Kw_vs/s1600/God+Loves+You.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="156px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9sLRAnCMvNY/Tl_Tb4AT3XI/AAAAAAAAACk/U7atG4Kw_vs/s200/God+Loves+You.jpg" width="200px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Hey guess what? God loves you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;I think that this is the most important thing that any of us could understand. All other knowledge doesn't really mean a whole ton until you come to understand that God loves you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;But first before you can know that God loves you you have to know who God is to you. Is God someone who is close to you? Do you think that He is just some being up in the heavens that isn't really mindful of you? I can tell you that God is close to you and that you can have a very personal relationship with Him. In fact He is the father of our spirits. He created us. He knows everything there is to know about us. He even knows us better than we know ourselves. The scriptures strongly testify of who God is and how much He knows and cares for us. In &lt;a href="https://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/18?lang=eng"&gt;Alma 18:32&lt;/a&gt; it says,"...and he knows all the thoughts and intents of the heart; fory by his hands were they all created from the beginning."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;So God does know and love each and every single one of us. Knowing that He does opens all sorts of doors. For me the main thing that it helps me with is the understanding that He will and does answer my prayers. ﻿I just imagine how much my dad loves me and how he will answer my questions. God loves us even more than we can understand and if our dads will answer us then of course so will our Heavenly Father. "What man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will he give him a stone? Or if he ask a fish, will he give him a serpent? If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them that ask him?" (&lt;a href="https://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng"&gt;Matthew 7: 9-11&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;But you don't have to take my word for it. Look around and see God's love. Pray to Him and feel God's love. Everytime you read the scriptures I know you will be able to understand that God does love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-5130179394209195698?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/5130179394209195698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/09/god-loves-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/5130179394209195698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/5130179394209195698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/09/god-loves-you.html' title='God Loves You'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9sLRAnCMvNY/Tl_Tb4AT3XI/AAAAAAAAACk/U7atG4Kw_vs/s72-c/God+Loves+You.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-8016361839736994313</id><published>2011-08-27T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T11:01:44.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Hidden Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c81zdiD67zk/TlkuilTVQiI/AAAAAAAAACU/KxEcTb9-Fd8/s1600/house.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c81zdiD67zk/TlkuilTVQiI/AAAAAAAAACU/KxEcTb9-Fd8/s200/house.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once upon a Fourth of July my siblings and I decided to light of some fireworks. Now these weren't big ones but the small black cat variety. We were just having a jolly ol' time watching the fireworks explode, you know just doing kid things. Well when we were done we went inside and went into the family room just talking with the family about the summer and different things. In the middle of our chit-chattings a nice man decided to knock and then open our door and tell us our house is on fire. Now the rest is typical 911 called,&amp;nbsp;fire trucks come and try to hose down the house, and in the end the house is gone. But you know as sad as it was it was a blessing in disguise. How could it be a blessing in disguise? Well our house was a 1950s, or earlier, farm house. It was ok but definitely needed work and some up keep but because we had the house all the way paid off and it was fully insured the house insurance company covered the cost of a brand new house. So because of the fire we got a brand new house for free. Blessing in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Avk6D5mPRnY/TlkvQsVSqpI/AAAAAAAAACY/QvtPLGfhi9Y/s1600/Water+from+rock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Avk6D5mPRnY/TlkvQsVSqpI/AAAAAAAAACY/QvtPLGfhi9Y/s200/Water+from+rock.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok so there once were these people that we having a little jaunt into the desert totally to about 40 years. Well in the middle somewhere they got real thirsty. I can understand I mean a desert is really hot and there really isn't a lot of water around. So they were thirsty and started to complain. Well Moses, the prophet, got sick of them complaining and asked God for help. God told Moses to strike a rock with his staff. Now this is a true story. He struck the rock with his staff and water flowed out of the rock. There was enough water to quench the thirst of thousands and thousands of Israelites and their animals, all from a split rock. Blessing in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=""&gt;So now we have two examples of blessings that came in a way that we didn't expect them, blessings in disguise. I bet if you take the time you can come up with a huge list of blessings in disguise that you have received. All you have to do is take the time to pick them out. Remember that God is constantly giving us good gifts. In Matthew 7 it takes about how much God knows how to give us good gifts, "&lt;span class="verse"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Or what man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will he give him a stone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="verse"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Or if he ask a fish, will he give him a serpent? &lt;span class="verse"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If ye then, being  evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more  shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them that ask  him?"&amp;nbsp; So God he wants to give us gifts, blessings, treasures, blessings in disguise, and all we have to do is ask.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1DF-Q-ABRrY/TlkwgvQydVI/AAAAAAAAACg/GzWMrWGdLLY/s1600/ask_seek_knock_importunity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1DF-Q-ABRrY/TlkwgvQydVI/AAAAAAAAACg/GzWMrWGdLLY/s320/ask_seek_knock_importunity.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-8016361839736994313?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/8016361839736994313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/08/hidden-blessings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/8016361839736994313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/8016361839736994313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/08/hidden-blessings.html' title='Hidden Blessings'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c81zdiD67zk/TlkuilTVQiI/AAAAAAAAACU/KxEcTb9-Fd8/s72-c/house.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-4484000113315218664</id><published>2011-08-16T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T13:00:20.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Can Find Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/epNjOrfmdlA?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can all find happiness. We just got to look for it and God will show us where it is. God wants us all to be happy and to live with Him in a "state of never-ending happiness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-4484000113315218664?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/4484000113315218664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/08/we-can-find-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/4484000113315218664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/4484000113315218664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/08/we-can-find-happiness.html' title='We Can Find Happiness'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/epNjOrfmdlA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-9166310015976244404</id><published>2011-08-11T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T11:08:22.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Multiplication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miracles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><title type='text'>2+2=350</title><content type='html'>Just this past week a member from one of our wards passed away. He was a very liked person and well known throughout the community. I had only met him once before he died but anytime anyone talked about him I could feel the goodness of his character. I don't think that there was one person that he didn't touch personally while he was alive. So, needless to say that at his funeral there wasn't a spare room. The chapel, the overflow, the gym, and the stage were all full and many people were standing. Those that had prepared the food for the meal were a little anxious. They were told only to prepare food enough for about 180 people. Well they started to express their doubts after the funeral service and were told that most people won't go to the grave side and most won't stay for the meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Break for a second. Remember in the Bible the story of Christ feeding the multitudes? A multitude had joined together to listen to Jesus Christ preach. The time had gotten away from everyone and the Apostles saw that the time was growing late and started to feel a little anxious for the people because they didn't have food for them. But Jesus, in His love, sends the Apostles&amp;nbsp;out to find food and a miracle occurs. In &lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/mark/6.41?lang=eng#40"&gt;Mark chapter 6&lt;/a&gt; we follow the rest of the story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AaAbQaBNVTY/TkGpZieextI/AAAAAAAAACI/Xnf72KlQQPc/s1600/Christ+Miracle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AaAbQaBNVTY/TkGpZieextI/AAAAAAAAACI/Xnf72KlQQPc/s320/Christ+Miracle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"He saith unto them, How many loaves have ye? go and see. And when they knew, they say, Five, and two fishes. And he commanded them to make all sit down by companies upon the green grass.&lt;span class="verse"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;And they sat down in ranks, by hundreds, and by fifties. And when he had taken the five loaves and the two fishes, he looked up to heaven, and blessed, and brake the loaves, and gave &lt;span class="clarityWord"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt; to his disciples to set before them; and the two fishes divided he among them all. And they did all eat, and were filled. And they took up twelve baskets full of the fragments, and of the fishes. And they that did eat of the loaves were about &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;five&lt;/span&gt; thousand men."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0T1BtOOzVs0/TkQXgFtRLWI/AAAAAAAAACM/aDMN4ubUV2I/s1600/Food.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0T1BtOOzVs0/TkQXgFtRLWI/AAAAAAAAACM/aDMN4ubUV2I/s200/Food.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This is where the miracle occured just like it had with Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp;More than the 180 people that they had prepared came to the&amp;nbsp;meal. They said a prayer over the food that it would multiply just like it had when Christ blessed the loaves and the fishes. People were pilling food upon their plates thinking there would be enough. The women that were serving were constantly saying a prayer that there would be enough food and there was. Over 350 people were fed on the food that should have fed only 180. What a modern day miracle! The wonderful thing to notice is that all they had to do was to ask and then have faith that the food would multiply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This is true in our lives as well. Miracles can&amp;nbsp;and will happen we just have to have the faith&amp;nbsp; and believe and they will happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="verse"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yea, and how is it that ye have forgotten that the Lord is able to do all things according to his will, for the children of men, if it so be that they exercise faith in him? Wherefore, let us be faithful to him." (&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/1-ne/7?lang=eng"&gt;1 Nephi 7:12&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Goh3rQYuEFE/TkQYJCTdgoI/AAAAAAAAACQ/z4yNG9zD47Q/s1600/Believe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Goh3rQYuEFE/TkQYJCTdgoI/AAAAAAAAACQ/z4yNG9zD47Q/s200/Believe.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-9166310015976244404?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/9166310015976244404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/08/22350.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/9166310015976244404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/9166310015976244404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/08/22350.html' title='2+2=350'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AaAbQaBNVTY/TkGpZieextI/AAAAAAAAACI/Xnf72KlQQPc/s72-c/Christ+Miracle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-587596662489727721</id><published>2011-08-04T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T12:40:57.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rooms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imperfect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atonement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darkness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human'/><title type='text'>Blink into the light</title><content type='html'>Imagine that you are in a room that is completely dark, pitch black. &lt;br /&gt;Can you see anything? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;Can you still get your way around? Sure, but it isn't that easy. At first it will be kind of difficult but the more you get used to it the easier it is to get around. Now while you are used to getting around in the dark how much easier would it be if someone turned the light on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5qH2BYfEUo/TjrmjIN6aOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ab-BN1pD9DA/s1600/Jesus+is+the+Light.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5qH2BYfEUo/TjrmjIN6aOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ab-BN1pD9DA/s200/Jesus+is+the+Light.jpg" t$="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok so the light is on and you can see so much better. You can see that the walls are painted a soft ivory, that the molding is made from walnut. The carpet has a leaf pattern in it. The furniture is forest green and big and comfy.&amp;nbsp;This&amp;nbsp;room is much more wonderful now that you can actually see it in full detail. Before you only knew the main gist of it but for all the full details all you could do is guess. Isn't it interesting what light can do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Now that we have the light on, would you go back to a life of pitch darkness? Hopefully not. There is so much more you can experience when there is light in your life. You can see better, you can move around better. Life it&amp;nbsp;just way easier. So, we don't want to be in the dark. We like the light on. Interestingly though, no matter how much we love our new life in the light there are times that we are in the darkness again, even for a split second. We blink. We shut our eyes and surround ourselves momentarily in darkness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tkuKtGxD9u4/Tjr0hdSGQNI/AAAAAAAAACA/pm37a-hyB1U/s1600/Blink.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tkuKtGxD9u4/Tjr0hdSGQNI/AAAAAAAAACA/pm37a-hyB1U/s200/Blink.jpg" t$="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;How do we stop? Well really we can't. We are human. Because we are imperfect there are times of darkness in our lives even though we want to be in the light. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Now remember what life was like before you really knew about Jesus Christ or His Gospel? It was like living in that dark room. Sure, you got around and life was fine but remember how much greater you life became when you learned about Jesus Christ, the light? Things just seemed so much better. You learn about His grace and love and how you can express your love back to Him by following Him. You strive each day to do better, to be better, to always stay in the light. Now we aren't perfect we make mistakes, we blink. But we don't have to focus just on the times that we blink and then think that we are never going to be able to live with God again. Sure we make mistakes but that is where repentance comes in. That is where our Savior comes in. If we are striving to have our lives as bright as possible and trying our best&amp;nbsp;each day, Jesus will make up the difference and bring in the light that we lack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dUdz6HjKLJE/Tjr1OzEtpwI/AAAAAAAAACE/wgHd97aUf3U/s1600/light-of-the-world3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="139" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dUdz6HjKLJE/Tjr1OzEtpwI/AAAAAAAAACE/wgHd97aUf3U/s200/light-of-the-world3.JPG" t$="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We blink, that is life but we can surround ourselves&amp;nbsp;with so much light that we focus more on the light&amp;nbsp;then on the darkness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-587596662489727721?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/587596662489727721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/08/blink-into-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/587596662489727721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/587596662489727721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/08/blink-into-light.html' title='Blink into the light'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5qH2BYfEUo/TjrmjIN6aOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ab-BN1pD9DA/s72-c/Jesus+is+the+Light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-8701486991138102598</id><published>2011-07-27T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T14:27:53.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dieter F Uchtdorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atonement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='December'/><title type='text'>Christmas in July</title><content type='html'>"Merry Christmas!"&lt;br /&gt;"Uhh, I think you are confused, it is July not December."&lt;br /&gt;"I know it is July."&lt;br /&gt;"Ok well Christmas is in December not July."&lt;br /&gt;"Haven't you heard of Christmas in July?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One tradition that my family has that I love is celebrating Christmas in July. It all started with my Grandmother who saw a tree on the side of the road that looked like a Christmas tree and she wanted to decorate it even though it was July. I can imagine her thinking why limit yourself to celebrating Christ's birth only once a year. So started Christmas in July. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;In the last Christmas Devotional &lt;a href="http://lds.org/broadcasts/article/christmas-devotional/2010/12/seeing-christmas-through-new-eyes?lang=eng"&gt;President Dieter F Uchtdorf&lt;/a&gt; said, "Christmas is a time for remembering the Son of God and renewing our determination to take upon us His name. It is a time to reassess our lives and examine our thoughts, feelings, and actions. Let this be a time of remembrance, of &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;gratitude, and a time of forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt; Let it be a time to ponder the Atonement of Jesus Christ and its meaning for each of us personally. Let it especially be a time of renewal and recommitment to live by the word of God and to obey His commandments. By doing this, we honor Him far more than we ever could with lights, gifts, or parties." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we celebrate Christ, when we remember Him, when we take the time to try to give back to Him we are celebrating Christmas. So why not celebrate Christmas in July and take the time to celebrate that our Savior Jesus Christ lives. That He came down here to Earth for us and fulfilled the Atonement. Let us celebrate Him all year round, even in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eRQYx8uK9So/TjCA0lBxA3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/LaXifTq5z0U/s1600/Christmas+in+July.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eRQYx8uK9So/TjCA0lBxA3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/LaXifTq5z0U/s320/Christmas+in+July.jpg" t$="true" width="264px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-8701486991138102598?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/8701486991138102598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/07/christmas-in-july.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/8701486991138102598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/8701486991138102598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/07/christmas-in-july.html' title='Christmas in July'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eRQYx8uK9So/TjCA0lBxA3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/LaXifTq5z0U/s72-c/Christmas+in+July.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-4886108790533480408</id><published>2011-07-11T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T10:14:53.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathways</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The other day I was listening to a song from the musical "My Turn on Earth". It was about looking for the future outcomes from the decisions that we make today. One line is, "If you choose the very first step on the road you also choose the last. So if you don't like the end of the road you better back up, you know you better back up fast." How very true and the blessing is that we can back up we can repent and start over fresh. We can have the joy and blessing to know that every single day we can make sure we are on the right path.&lt;br /&gt;One thing we need to remember though is our steps not only affect us but also those that we love. I hope we will all have the courage to make the right decisions so that not only we can stay on the right path but those we love as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/gWQ5dPeixdw/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gWQ5dPeixdw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gWQ5dPeixdw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-4886108790533480408?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/4886108790533480408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/07/pathways.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/4886108790533480408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/4886108790533480408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/07/pathways.html' title='Pathways'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-2217609428584002270</id><published>2011-06-14T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T12:27:56.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hamburgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doubt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pounds'/><title type='text'>"I betcha..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hI-YbAIxJiA/Tfey7m_pNTI/AAAAAAAAABc/5UgAhaotVCc/s1600/Fuddruckers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hI-YbAIxJiA/Tfey7m_pNTI/AAAAAAAAABc/5UgAhaotVCc/s200/Fuddruckers.jpg" t8="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;When I was still down in Billings I decided that one day I was going to eat a one pound hamburger. Why I decided this? Because people told me that I couldn't. Well finally I made a bet with another missionary that I would do it, I would eat this one pound hamburger. Naturally if you looked at me you would probably think that I couldn't do it either. I mean I am a small person so where would all this food go? Well we went to the resturant and I ordered my hamburger and fries and a drink. Really I was a little hesitant when I saw my food. That was a lot of food and I was starting to second think my decision. But I had to do it. I had ordered my food and everyone was expecting me to attempt this challenge. Strangly enough I did it. I, Sister Jensen, ate a one pound hamburger and fries and a drink. Those that were there were shocked that I could do it. Those that I tell this story to are shocked that I could do it. The more I think about it the more I am shocked that I could do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have had a lot of experiences where people have doubted whether I could do something because of my size, or my age, or, sadly enough, because I am a woman. They like to make bets with me that they think I will lose. Often times I prove them wrong but sometimes I don't. Whether I do or I don't it is never a pleasant feeling when someone thinks you can't do something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Really that is the way Satan wants you to think too, that you can't do something or anything. It is that negative thinking that starts to work at us and prevents us from really accomplishing any tasks. Luckily God is not this way. He is that person sitting next to you at that table when you have a couple more bites left saying, "Come on I know you can do it. Just a few more bites left." He is the one to tell you that He knows you can do it even before you pull up to the resturant. He is our number one supporter. Sometimes things may seem hard and we don't know if we can accomplish them but with God's help we can do anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ln5WJz-nkI/Tfe0wtqWCFI/AAAAAAAAABs/c8k9KsUhPmI/s1600/th_god.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ln5WJz-nkI/Tfe0wtqWCFI/AAAAAAAAABs/c8k9KsUhPmI/s200/th_god.jpg" t8="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Now I don't know if I can eat a one pound hamburger again but I do know that I can do hard things. I can do them because&amp;nbsp;I have God on my side to help me and to support me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-2217609428584002270?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/2217609428584002270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-betcha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/2217609428584002270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/2217609428584002270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-betcha.html' title='&quot;I betcha...&quot;'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hI-YbAIxJiA/Tfey7m_pNTI/AAAAAAAAABc/5UgAhaotVCc/s72-c/Fuddruckers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-3120231319746325600</id><published>2011-06-08T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T13:32:13.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tract'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knocking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><title type='text'>Superba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Learned a new word this weekend from a very interesting man. The word; superba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ix058DjWLZ8/Tek3-7S_0GI/AAAAAAAAABI/Tw1otk4PSOw/s1600/superba.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ix058DjWLZ8/Tek3-7S_0GI/AAAAAAAAABI/Tw1otk4PSOw/s200/superba.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;One Sunday afternoon we decided to go tract a town that we had never been to before. As we were out we ran into an elderly man that was a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints but because he lived about 30 miles away from the nearest church building and didn't have transportation he doesn't really attend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we knocked on his door and he opened it, he just looked so happy and grateful that we were there. At the time neither I nor my companion knew that he was a member. From that visit we learned a lot about him and his history. One thing stood out to me was that he kept asking us if we were from the ward and when we would say yes he would clap his hands and say, "Superba!" He was just so happy to have the Spirit in his home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BkRK1M9trBk/Te_buQjK3YI/AAAAAAAAABY/Vgs7vPIK-Ng/s1600/Christ_at_the_Door.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BkRK1M9trBk/Te_buQjK3YI/AAAAAAAAABY/Vgs7vPIK-Ng/s320/Christ_at_the_Door.jpg" t8="true" width="168px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think that we all go through times in our lives when we have drawn away from God and Jesus Christ. That because of one reason or another our relationship with them weakens and it isn't as strong as it once was. The wonderful thing is that Jesus Christ is always on the other side of the door knocking waiting for us to answer and let him in. Just like this fella answering the door and exclaiming, "superba" because we were there we to should open the door to Jesus Christ and shout, "superba" because he is in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-3120231319746325600?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/3120231319746325600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/06/superba.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/3120231319746325600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/3120231319746325600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/06/superba.html' title='Superba'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ix058DjWLZ8/Tek3-7S_0GI/AAAAAAAAABI/Tw1otk4PSOw/s72-c/superba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-4206412791244016378</id><published>2011-06-07T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T12:32:29.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thunder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lightening'/><title type='text'>Lightening = wake up!</title><content type='html'>No surprise to anyone it has been raining a lot in Montana. Now I don't really have a problem with rain I love to watch storms move in. One thing I really love is thunderstorms. There is something behind watching the lightening and listening to the thunder. It just gives me a thrill of some sorts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OKQTWarSCZ8/Te6Wv1IQnBI/AAAAAAAAABM/bU9P_0O4wD8/s1600/imagesCAI5DILD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OKQTWarSCZ8/Te6Wv1IQnBI/AAAAAAAAABM/bU9P_0O4wD8/s200/imagesCAI5DILD.jpg" t8="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With all this rain I was expecting us to have a thunderstorm anytime soon. Days would go by but no storm. Rain would fall but no storm. I had almost lost hope that we would have a storm. Finally one came at 4:30 in the morning. Not at all when I had hoped for or even desired. Luckily for me the thunder woke me up and I was able to see a couple of lightening strikes before I fell back to sleep. The next morning I was talking to a lady we live with about the storm. My companion later on asks if there was a storm because she didn't wake up from anything and had only heard about it from me and our host member talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of when Christ is going to come again. He says he will come as a thief in the night. We won't know when it will come and we each&amp;nbsp; pray that we will be able to recognize when he comes. Now I don't want to be a deep sleeper in spiritual things and miss over the signs in life that point me to God because I can't wake up. This can happen to any of us though. We can each be deep sleepers. Luckily though God loves us and He wants us to be awake for when Christ comes again. He gives us prophets and the scriptures to wake us up. By following the guidance of the Lord's words we can be awake and ready for the day when Christ will return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhE7y003HYo/Te6XBAW0dCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2SkvAo0bm8s/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhE7y003HYo/Te6XBAW0dCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2SkvAo0bm8s/s1600/untitled.bmp" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-4206412791244016378?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/4206412791244016378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/06/lightening-wake-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/4206412791244016378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/4206412791244016378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/06/lightening-wake-up.html' title='Lightening = wake up!'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OKQTWarSCZ8/Te6Wv1IQnBI/AAAAAAAAABM/bU9P_0O4wD8/s72-c/imagesCAI5DILD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-244231291952697067</id><published>2011-05-30T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T11:18:13.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Memorial Day!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to those who have come before us and fought for the freedom that we hold so dear to our hearts now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BRtkVo0Z8qU/Td_-9wnYb6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Bj5er4sIR3c/s1600/DadArmy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BRtkVo0Z8qU/Td_-9wnYb6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Bj5er4sIR3c/s200/DadArmy.jpg" width="146px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glen Jensen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pnaIae5S__c/Td__pDhll1I/AAAAAAAAABA/1s6RyDoJUMA/s1600/216057_1019025687821_1590536904_48494_141_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pnaIae5S__c/Td__pDhll1I/AAAAAAAAABA/1s6RyDoJUMA/s200/216057_1019025687821_1590536904_48494_141_n.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeramy Jensen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3zLEA8wLnKY/TeAAgcJ6oPI/AAAAAAAAABE/Pb-AHEUluDw/s1600/lhcjusmc_bevel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3zLEA8wLnKY/TeAAgcJ6oPI/AAAAAAAAABE/Pb-AHEUluDw/s200/lhcjusmc_bevel.jpg" width="139px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lawrence Jensen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-244231291952697067?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/244231291952697067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-memorial-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/244231291952697067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/244231291952697067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-memorial-day.html' title='Happy Memorial Day!'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BRtkVo0Z8qU/Td_-9wnYb6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Bj5er4sIR3c/s72-c/DadArmy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-1659556075422101750</id><published>2011-05-25T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T14:00:21.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perserverance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Perennial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="header"&gt;&lt;h2 class="me"&gt;per·en·ni·al&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span class="pronset"&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: block; margin-top: 8px;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;p&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="boldface"&gt;ren&lt;/span&gt;-ee-&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" class="luna-Img" src="http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" /&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="pron_toggle" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="pg"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;–adjective&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;span class="dnindex"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bWI-x_oq_Q/TdbDFj2AfeI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z7ufRoIYBvo/s1600/index.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bWI-x_oq_Q/TdbDFj2AfeI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z7ufRoIYBvo/s200/index.jpg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;lasting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;indefinitely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;time&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;enduring:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;span class="dnindex"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;(of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;plants)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;cycle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;lasting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;than&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;years.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;span class="dnindex"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;lasting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;continuing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;throughout&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;entire&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;year,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;stream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;Now I have decided that if I am ever going to have a garden I will most likely have a ton of perennial flowers because they come back every year. I kind of like that because then you don't have to worry about replanting every year; you plant them and they grow and then come back each year. Also they are just pretty to look at. While they do come back each year you still have to water them and weed them and fertilize them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;Now gospel time. Our testimony should be perennial testimonies, lasting for an indefinitely long time; enduring; lasting and continuing throughout the entire year. How much easier would that be? We wouldn't have to redevelop our testimonies or re-find them each year. All we would have to do is tend them. Some might say that tending our testimonies takes to much time and effort. While yes you do have to continually be working at it, reading, praying, keeping the commandments, going to church it is so much easier to keep it alive and strong then having to redevelop or regrow&amp;nbsp;it each year. Also another blessing about keeping&amp;nbsp;our testimonies in the perennial section is that instead of having to start over fresh you can just keep building on it and making it stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep taking care of your perennial bulbs so you don't have to replant them every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-1659556075422101750?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/1659556075422101750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/05/perennial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/1659556075422101750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/1659556075422101750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/05/perennial.html' title='Perennial'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bWI-x_oq_Q/TdbDFj2AfeI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z7ufRoIYBvo/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-5554618169312043128</id><published>2011-05-23T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T10:32:16.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I Am a Child of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JOrcqqpHCt8?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love this clip and how it really shows that we are all children of God our Heavenly Father. Take time today and think how it makes you feel to be a child of God and write your own verse to this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-5554618169312043128?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/5554618169312043128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-child-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/5554618169312043128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/5554618169312043128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-child-of-god.html' title='I Am a Child of God'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JOrcqqpHCt8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-5643187572056554492</id><published>2011-05-18T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T13:33:50.127-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='branding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Brands and Trust</title><content type='html'>This past week we went and helped a member in one of our wards brand his calves.&amp;nbsp;We were pretty excited to do it because I feel like that is a Montanan experience that you can't pass up. It was a very interesting experience and something that wouldn't bother me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UAxrL26FRcY/TdQs7k3rH7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/7cgbVQszy_g/s1600/Cattle_branding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UAxrL26FRcY/TdQs7k3rH7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/7cgbVQszy_g/s320/Cattle_branding.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I thought was interesting was the different ways the calves responded to being poked, prodded, and branded. Most would squirm and cry out and let us all know they didn't appreciate what we were doing to them. Some would try to get out of the contraption; most didn't succeed. One calf did though and I would say that I was pretty shocked and kind of happy for him. Then there were a couple of calves that didn't even move or cry out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Sister Williams and I were observing these different reactions we tried to decide what kind of calf we would be. Would I be normal and squirm and cry, would I try my hardest to get out of it, would I get out of it, or would I not do anything at all and just lay there?&amp;nbsp;For a while I was saying that I would be like the one calf who broke his way out of the calving table and got loose. I don't know now if I would want to be that calf because he just was dragging it out even longer because he had to go back through the whole process again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't want to be one that just tries to go around trials or just avoid them because they don't go away they just get bigger. I think of us as those calves here on earth and God and Jesus as those men that branded the calves. Sometimes we go through hard things but they won't give us anything that we can't handle. Those calves that put their trust in the men had the branding go by so much faster than those who kicked and fought against it. The same works with God. The prophet Alma teaches his son Helaman this exact concept and he says to him,"that whosoever shall put &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;their trust in God shall be supported in their trials, and their troubles, and their afflictions, and shall be lifted up at the last day."(Alma 36:3)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't easy nor was it meant to be easy but I do know that as we put our trust in the Lord, especially during in our trials, life is so much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-5643187572056554492?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/5643187572056554492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/05/brands-and-trust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/5643187572056554492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/5643187572056554492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/05/brands-and-trust.html' title='Brands and Trust'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UAxrL26FRcY/TdQs7k3rH7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/7cgbVQszy_g/s72-c/Cattle_branding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-894970592160586926</id><published>2011-05-13T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T11:58:10.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french horn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Uniqueness</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Every star is different and so is every child." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that really does make me happy is being unique. I like doing things, saying things, wearing thing others don't. In high school I used to get the biggest urges to wear things that were just weird that carried on to college and even now. I picked to play the&amp;nbsp;french horn because I knew no one else&amp;nbsp; in my area played it. Then of course, I say things that most people don't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has always been something deep inside of&amp;nbsp;me that tells me I have to be different, It makes me think my mom was inspired than to name me what she did--Crikette. I have yet to meet someone with their first name as Crikette; regardless of the spelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful thing is I know that God love me the way I am; in fact, He created me. In Jeremiah 31:3 the Lord speaks of how much He loves us: "...yea I have loved thee with an everlasting love, therefore with loving kindness have I drawn thee." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves us with all our quircks and differences. He loves us even when we are 5'1" with red hair. He loves us just the way we are&amp;nbsp;because He has created us just the way we are. Look at all the variety in nature. To me that testifies that He loves diversity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s7F5FGQKo0o/Tc1-cYr7mzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LxhVNtK9F_Q/s1600/neweralp.nfo+o+151b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s7F5FGQKo0o/Tc1-cYr7mzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LxhVNtK9F_Q/s200/neweralp.nfo+o+151b.jpg" width="155" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So celebrate your uniqueness! Celebrate that you are a beloved child of God with your own personality. Celebrate individuality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-894970592160586926?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/894970592160586926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/05/uniqueness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/894970592160586926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/894970592160586926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/05/uniqueness.html' title='Uniqueness'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s7F5FGQKo0o/Tc1-cYr7mzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LxhVNtK9F_Q/s72-c/neweralp.nfo+o+151b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-7855734125711768284</id><published>2011-05-04T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T13:05:24.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Language</title><content type='html'>So... I make up a lot of words and so does my family. We use words like skonk, potlicker, scrounger, gooby, blackhinder,etc. Why we use these words I don't know. What I do know is that people are always getting after me because they don't understand these words. Usually I just tell them to figure it out and just take the word in the context that it is in.&amp;nbsp;It helps when I am around to help them understand a meaning of a word but if I am not there then they can&amp;nbsp;either try to guess what it means and possibly be wrong or they can&amp;nbsp;just stay confused.&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of what happened when the&amp;nbsp;priesthood authortiy was taken off the earth. Without that authority people didn't truly understand what&amp;nbsp;God's plan&amp;nbsp;for them was because they didn't have that person to explain things they didn't understand. They, like some of my friends,&amp;nbsp;ended up guessing on&amp;nbsp;certain meanings or just&amp;nbsp;gave up. But just like I eventually explain what one of my weird&amp;nbsp;words mean,&amp;nbsp;God brought back&amp;nbsp;His&amp;nbsp;priesthood authority so that we wouldn't be confused&amp;nbsp;and we could know how to return and live with&amp;nbsp;Him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mormon.org/restoration/"&gt;http://mormon.org/restoration/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-7855734125711768284?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/7855734125711768284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/05/language.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/7855734125711768284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/7855734125711768284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/05/language.html' title='Language'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-3085727905202667902</id><published>2011-04-27T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T11:20:53.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pugp8Nl2QwQ/TbhUqldexII/AAAAAAAAAAg/V1FEZG425i0/s1600/PICT0044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pugp8Nl2QwQ/TbhUqldexII/AAAAAAAAAAg/V1FEZG425i0/s200/PICT0044.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you, thank you, thank you. Two really simple words that really can make a major difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So once upon a time where I wasn't really happy. It was a long hard couple of months and I wanted to pull my hair out. I wrote to my mom and told her what I was going through. Her advice was to make a gratitude bowl. So every night on a slip of paper I write something that I was grateful for that day. Sometimes it is the weather, or people, or something I read in the scriptures, or something we ate. Really it was anything that I felt thankful for at that moment. The interesting thing was that it actually helped. I felt happier, I felt more at peace. I felt like I was me again. All this came about really by saying two simple words...&amp;nbsp;thank you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhYuMcbDCCI/TbhU0YlQj_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/4qESNwFF9fk/s1600/PICT0043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhYuMcbDCCI/TbhU0YlQj_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/4qESNwFF9fk/s200/PICT0043.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"My brothers and sisters, do we remember to give thanks for the blessings we receive? Sincerely giving thanks no only helps us recognize our blessings, but it also unlocks the doors of heaven and helps us feel God's love." - &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2010/10/the-divine-gift-of-gratitude?lang=eng"&gt;President Thomas S. Monson&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, feel down and out? Feeling not like yourself? Feeling like no one understands? Maybe think about having a gratitude bowl and see how your life will change because you can feel the love of God better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-3085727905202667902?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/3085727905202667902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/04/fanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/3085727905202667902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/3085727905202667902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/04/fanks.html' title='Fanks'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pugp8Nl2QwQ/TbhUqldexII/AAAAAAAAAAg/V1FEZG425i0/s72-c/PICT0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-7592538403629002289</id><published>2011-04-18T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T10:44:55.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>The other day I came across a wonderful story that really shows how the Atonement works. You can read it here. &lt;a href="http://www.sermonillustrationlibrary.org/illustration52"&gt;http://www.sermonillustrationlibrary.org/illustration52&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dSyksT1viVE/Tax342tcdUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/x_KtbiCcUrM/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dSyksT1viVE/Tax342tcdUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/x_KtbiCcUrM/s320/images.jpeg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just want to leave my testimony at this Easter season. I know that Jesus Christ died and took upon Himself all of our sins for each and everyone of us.I know that He died on the cross but on the third day that He arose and that He still lives today. That He loves us and that He is constantly wanting us to turn to Him. He will never give up on us and even when it seems that we turn against Him He is always there just waiting for us to return to Him again. I know that it is only through Jesus Christ that we all can be saved. That it is through Him we have the possibility of living with Heavenly Father again and that we have the opportunity to be sealed to our families in the temple so that we can live with them again as well. I am so grateful for a loving Heavenly Father that knew that we would make mistakes so that He sent down His only Begotten Son so that we can make right our wrongs. This I know and am so very very grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/pages/his-sacred-name-an-easter-declaration?lang=eng"&gt;http://lds.org/pages/his-sacred-name-an-easter-declaration?lang=eng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-7592538403629002289?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/7592538403629002289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/7592538403629002289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/7592538403629002289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dSyksT1viVE/Tax342tcdUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/x_KtbiCcUrM/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-8246962272082574260</id><published>2011-04-08T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T11:31:17.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternal spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atonement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christ'/><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>The other morning between my alarm at 6:25 and my next one at 6:30 I heard the most wonderful surprise. What I heard was the birds singing good morning to each other. With all the snow and crazy weather that we have been having I didn't know if I would ever hear them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4sPBICMrTjw/TZ9jGry1d2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Gw__pw8OhI8/s1600/bluebirds-spring-joy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4sPBICMrTjw/TZ9jGry1d2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Gw__pw8OhI8/s200/bluebirds-spring-joy.jpg" width="153" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What I love most about listening to the songs are how cheerful they are. I can just imagine what the birds are singing. "Good morning how are you? The sun is coming up and I am wonderful. Spring is close. Spring is near. I love spring." Some mornings I too want to join in their songs about spring. What a wonderful season. A renewal of green grass, flowers, birds, and new baby animals. Spring light and bright sun casts away the gloom that sometimes accompanies winter. It is a time where we can go outside and actually want to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the World Book Encyclopedia it says, "Spring is the time of year when life begins again." Spring only comes once a year but something even more wonderful is that our life can begin again whenever we apply the &lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bd/atonement?lang=eng&amp;amp;letter=a"&gt;Atonement&lt;/a&gt; to it. Through repentance, baptism, receiving the gift of the Holy Ghost, and the sacrament (all made possible through Jesus Christ) we can have a new life, a Christ centered life. We can be new people and have a spring season with Christ in our lives. "Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold all things become new." &lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/2-cor/5?lang=eng"&gt;2 Corinthians 5:17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While spring only happens once a year we have an eternal spring, when a Christ centered life begins, daily if we choose so. Let us be like those birds singing about "spring". Let us be so happy and excited that it bursts from us each morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-8246962272082574260?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/8246962272082574260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/8246962272082574260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/8246962272082574260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4sPBICMrTjw/TZ9jGry1d2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Gw__pw8OhI8/s72-c/bluebirds-spring-joy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445354256230461590.post-1301663922760645309</id><published>2011-03-28T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T11:06:04.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stomach'/><title type='text'>Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JhMx-OTgPxE/TYeL2m0vh6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SaIJhsweq6k/s1600/Sound_of_Laughter_by_hersley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JhMx-OTgPxE/TYeL2m0vh6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SaIJhsweq6k/s200/Sound_of_Laughter_by_hersley.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love to laugh. I love to be happy. Really who doesn't? You can tell the days that I am happy because it is full of laughter. One of the best sounds in the world is a child laughing at something. There was one boy in Billings that after he would tell a joke he would laugh and laugh and laugh and hold his stomach. I loved hearing that. I remember as a child and even now laughing so hard that I can't breath and my stomach hurts and just feeling happy and looking forward to the rest of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter to me means that either I am happy or the person who is laughing is happy. True happiness leads us to feel joy in our lives. We know that it is our purpose to feel joy and to be happy. "...Men are, that they might have joy." &lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/2?lang=eng"&gt;2 Nephi 2:25&lt;/a&gt; Joy is something that I am always looking for. Joy is eternal happiness. When I have joy I know that not only will I feel that happiness now but I will feel that happiness for eternity. The thing that brings me the most joy is knowing that Jesus Christ died for &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;, that He took upon Himself &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; sins and that I can always change to be a better person. I also know that He did that for everyone on the planet, all those who live now, all those who have lived, and all those who will live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time that you are feeling down on yourself just remember what Christ has done for you and feel the joy. Also a day without laughter is a day wasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445354256230461590-1301663922760645309?l=happycrikette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/feeds/1301663922760645309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/03/joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/1301663922760645309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445354256230461590/posts/default/1301663922760645309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happycrikette.blogspot.com/2011/03/joy.html' title='Joy'/><author><name>Sister Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091684476827696610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JhMx-OTgPxE/TYeL2m0vh6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SaIJhsweq6k/s72-c/Sound_of_Laughter_by_hersley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
