Friday, October 30, 2009
Forever is Just A Heart Beat Away.
I'm missing a friend who passed away. This is from the movie Charly and it reminds me of that friend.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
my favorite season
Sunday, October 11, 2009
7 days.
Thanks Matt.
Randomly I get a text tonight that says, "So I had this idea and want to invite you to join with me. For one week starting tomorrow only listen to church music and see if you feel a difference."
I happily accepted this challenge from this dear friend and immediately switched out my music choices.
It is amazing how these "ideas" or challenges come when you desperately need them most.
The words to these songs mean so much to me. I feel blessed to have the friends and family that I do have.
I don't know who the missionaries are that found and baptized my dad, and I am not sure why my mom felt inspired to read the Book of Mormon as a teen...but I will be forever grateful that she did. Thank you to those missionaries that I may never meet, who laid the foundation to who I am today. I don't know you but I thank you and love you.
Also, to the missionaries that came to my home as a kid...thank you. I remember one missionary that was so amazing to me. I don't remember his name, but I remember watching as he played "Right Here Waiting" by Richard Marx on the piano each time they stopped by to visit and wanted nothing more than to marry someone JUST like him when I was older.
I often plunk that song out on the piano and think of those elders who ate dinner with us often and brought such a sweet spirit into our home.
Randomly I get a text tonight that says, "So I had this idea and want to invite you to join with me. For one week starting tomorrow only listen to church music and see if you feel a difference."
I happily accepted this challenge from this dear friend and immediately switched out my music choices.
It is amazing how these "ideas" or challenges come when you desperately need them most.
The words to these songs mean so much to me. I feel blessed to have the friends and family that I do have.
I don't know who the missionaries are that found and baptized my dad, and I am not sure why my mom felt inspired to read the Book of Mormon as a teen...but I will be forever grateful that she did. Thank you to those missionaries that I may never meet, who laid the foundation to who I am today. I don't know you but I thank you and love you.
Also, to the missionaries that came to my home as a kid...thank you. I remember one missionary that was so amazing to me. I don't remember his name, but I remember watching as he played "Right Here Waiting" by Richard Marx on the piano each time they stopped by to visit and wanted nothing more than to marry someone JUST like him when I was older.
I often plunk that song out on the piano and think of those elders who ate dinner with us often and brought such a sweet spirit into our home.
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