Joyous Tomorrows

  Sometimes we think we are wise. We make our choices based on what we think is best. Then a day of reckoning comes and we have to decide which road to take. Our own pathway or trusting God and letting someone else take the wheel.      I  have been blessed to have some miracles happen in my life, so I know that miracles do happen.  This time it is not God's hands I worry about, it is the the Medical Field I am petrified off. I know they are good people, but I have several autoimmune challenges, that makes my reaction to drugs unpredictable.  It is enough to know because of a lump that grew to the size of a ping pong ball in my breast, they are want to remove the breast and my lymph nodes, which by the way are not involved. I know they have done so many improvements to the treatments for cancer. There I said it. My sweet Hero passed because the medication they were treating him with and was working, was pulled from his treatment plan, leaving him no hope. Another doctor overdosed hi

 Man will fail you, said my Bishop as Ned and I sat across from him to ask about the moving of our area to a different church and members we didn't know. We had never been in this situation before and we were concerned because we had only joined the church a few months before.  The loving gentle man said Brother and Sister why did you join the church? Well there were a number of reasons, but most of all it was answers to questions we had prior and shown to be true. Good, he said. It doesn't matter which church you are in, nor who you know, if you know the basic gospel and are true to it. God will not fail you but, if you put your faith in men, they can fail you.  This has been heavy on my mind this last month and I am just writing it down so I remember, and  never give up on what I am really fighting for. If I am faithful and true, to return to Heavenly Father and see my loving family members there. I found this picture in a public pray offering, and thought to share it here. G

  I have always loved this poem...  I have taught my kids, to love the person and hate the sin.  I hope I have taught them all to think for themselves, to be seeker's of truth and work as if it would save a life. I feel they are those kind of people. Well if they find this post they will be pleased until they go further then I may hear a phone call of mom we need to have a come to Jesus meeting... joking, but they are protective.    This morning I made a decision to keep chatting online with an unknown soldier. I know everyone tells me it is unsafe, but I feel the man is in need of a listening ear and a joke or two. I would be too if I were away from home and people were trying to kill me. I have done this before and sadly some of the soldier's I wrote to back in the 1960s, came back home and life failed them, sadly they are no longer with us. I made up my mind if I can make a difference it is worth the risk. I need to see positive come out of life. When I keep my mind on being