Partial children's story

A pitiful flower has bloomed and sees it's likeness in a neat little pot without thinking it rushes to join. It abandons the rocky terrain where it was a lonely flower among piles of rock. At first it is so happy to be with other flowers that it fails to notice the climate or soil, but upon so doing is so extremely happy and thrives and as it grows it realizes that it was far less than it's potential and realizes that given a chance to bloom in such conditions things would have been so different. The flower actually has only basic similarities with the much weaker blooms and it longs stupidly to go back to its. Accustomed environment.

Thoughts that belong together

"Where are you going?", he asked fully expecting a foolish answer.
"Just looking for the lost socks. It just struck me that in the law of conservation of Socks they cannot disappear so replacing them is silly. I decided to not put of their discovery one more minute. Who knows what else I may find..."

"They say the last place you look is where you'll find things."

"Well, duh. Why on earth would you keep looking after a thing has been found?

"Maybe you will find your (trails off)..." And he already regrets allowing the thought to cross his mind let alone his lips.

"What?"

"Darling, you know that I love you. I just want you to be happy again."

"And I suppose that wish would be met by realizing all of the wonderful things you do because you consider me oblivious to them."

"Please, don't get so huffy

Ok, here goes!

I wanted to write in permanent ink so that the words will not ever fade away.
Like a permanent eye liner that won't run when tears flow from expressing how I feel.
Maybe, I always loved you, and even if I am just one, I was always yours and it will likely be the same as is every other world.
Many things change, but this time I took a greater wager that we would end up working on that same project that we always have.
It won't be haloween forever, and the masks will come off to reveal who we really were.
It is no wonder I never had a thought that did not include you.
Different mothers same dad ofcourse we are family, adopted or not it does not matter. Even Leia loved Luke, and it sure makes a great story for a reason.

Movie idea

What if the Lord prayed to his father in Gathsemene and was rescued from having to suffer for the sins of the world?

Moral: though, to us our trials seem terrible and we pray for relief, maybe that is not the best thing to do cause our father wants to help us, and it hurts him to hear our complaints when those trials are the only way for us to fufill our duty.

Song October 2013

If I wrote the perfect lyrics and sang them to the most enchanting melody, still it could not capture that inner part of me that lives in a cage wanting to find the way somehow to communicate the thoughts would set me free.

I've loved you for so long,
I've loved you all along
So, the time has come at last to set my words to song
To tell you how I'm feeling
To somehow let you know that I cannot let you go, no matter what I try.

a journaled adventure of no particular canon

I just had a brilliant idea, I am going to write a journal of the significance of each chapter in the book of Mormon. I also intend to earn 5 dollars some how, and though it will take a long time I will eventually have two treasures. I am impressed that maybe I could get it published or orginally, I was just thinking that it would be a good record for me to refer to personally, and the money could be used to start a new wardrobe.

I intend to throw out all of my clothing and start over with only options that say the right things and help me become the woman I want to be. I very much like to think that it would all be something my diligence and devotion to studying the scriptures caused.

Another thing I thought of this morning was how they say that children are naturally spiritual, but I disagree. I for one was thrilled that my parents decided to not longer go to church. though that was not associated in my mind with not loving and worshiping God. to the point where as a young adult I decided that I no longer needed to attend church to learn or practice the gospel.

But, finally, when I first moved out here, I stopped attending, too because it seemed unnecessary and my example was that if things conflicted with what you wanted then do not do them. It was then that I realized that I actually wanted the benefits of attending church and "force" (oooh, I hate that word) my own kids to go faithfully. I hope they never for a moment think that spirituality originates with them. It is true they are the soil or garden, but they must have the seed planted and nurtured.

This is what you're looking for

Maybe I will give it a,new title of Pandora's Box, for if you read it, you'll wish you hadn't.

It is a story of a girl who decides to go against wisdom and listen to her aged heart. It leads her to and from many circumstances that seem fateful but she fails to see the orchestration of her own heart until she learns to follow it disregarding conventionalism for a time.

Agree to follow everything your heart chooses and see how you feel. You ought to feel liberated. The truly best choice is debatable, unless you decide to obey only one voice.

It seems crazy that it might be a real honest to goodness threat that others might not believe in Christ, in our day. It seems unbelievable. How could anyone not believe in his way? There could be no other substitute.