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Saturday, January 23, 2010
Don't forget to dance.
After watching the dance video on Hannah's post, I remembered this "new version" of the poem, 'Footprints'. This will be a good place to put it so I don't loose it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I have. And, don't forget to dance.
FOOTPRINTS
A NEW VERSION
Imagine you and the Lord Jesus are walking down the road together.
For much of the way, the Lord’s footprints go along steadily, consistently, rarely varying the pace. But your footprints are disorganized stream of zigzags, starts, stops, turnarounds, circles, departures, and returns.
For much of the way, it seems to go like this, but gradually your footprints come more in line with the Lord’s, soon paralleling His consistently.
You and Jesus are walking as true friends.
This seems perfect, but then an interesting thing happens: Your footprints that once etched the sand next to Jesus’ are now walking precisely in His footsteps.
Inside His larger footprints are your smaller ones, you and Jesus are becoming one.
This goes on for many miles, but gradually you notice another change. The footprints inside the large footprints seem to grow larger.
Eventually they disappear altogether. There is only one set of footprints; they have become one.
This goes on for a long time, but suddenly the second set of footprints is back. This time it seems even worse! Zigzags all over the place. Stops. Starts. Gashes in the sand. A variable mess of prints.
You are amazed and shocked. Your dream ends. Now you pray: “ Lord, I understand the first scene with zigzags and fits. I was a new Christian. I was just learning. But you walked on through the storm and helped me learn to walk with you.”
“That is correct.”
“And when the smaller footprints were inside of Yours, I was actually learning to walk in Your steps and followed you very closely.”
“Very Good. You have understood everything so far.”
“When the smaller footprints grew and filled in Yours, I suppose that I was becoming like you in every way.”
“Precisely.”
“So, Lord, was there a regression or something? The footprints separated, and this time it was worse than at first.”
There is a pause as the Lord answers with a smile in his voice.
“You didn’t know? That was when we danced.”
To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven:
A time to weep, a time to laugh,
A time to mourn, and a time to dance.
(Ecclesiastes 3:1,4)
A NEW VERSION
Imagine you and the Lord Jesus are walking down the road together.
For much of the way, the Lord’s footprints go along steadily, consistently, rarely varying the pace. But your footprints are disorganized stream of zigzags, starts, stops, turnarounds, circles, departures, and returns.
For much of the way, it seems to go like this, but gradually your footprints come more in line with the Lord’s, soon paralleling His consistently.
You and Jesus are walking as true friends.
This seems perfect, but then an interesting thing happens: Your footprints that once etched the sand next to Jesus’ are now walking precisely in His footsteps.
Inside His larger footprints are your smaller ones, you and Jesus are becoming one.
This goes on for many miles, but gradually you notice another change. The footprints inside the large footprints seem to grow larger.
Eventually they disappear altogether. There is only one set of footprints; they have become one.
This goes on for a long time, but suddenly the second set of footprints is back. This time it seems even worse! Zigzags all over the place. Stops. Starts. Gashes in the sand. A variable mess of prints.
You are amazed and shocked. Your dream ends. Now you pray: “ Lord, I understand the first scene with zigzags and fits. I was a new Christian. I was just learning. But you walked on through the storm and helped me learn to walk with you.”
“That is correct.”
“And when the smaller footprints were inside of Yours, I was actually learning to walk in Your steps and followed you very closely.”
“Very Good. You have understood everything so far.”
“When the smaller footprints grew and filled in Yours, I suppose that I was becoming like you in every way.”
“Precisely.”
“So, Lord, was there a regression or something? The footprints separated, and this time it was worse than at first.”
There is a pause as the Lord answers with a smile in his voice.
“You didn’t know? That was when we danced.”
To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven:
A time to weep, a time to laugh,
A time to mourn, and a time to dance.
(Ecclesiastes 3:1,4)
Saturday, January 16, 2010
"I Love to See the Temple"
My new picture is of the Salt Lake City Temple. This last December, I was able to join the YM/YW of Twin Falls 8th ward to enjoy a day at Temple Square for a youth conference. It was amazing. This picture was taken from the top floor of the Joseph Smith Building. What a beautiful building and day.

And the blanket of snow on this nativity shows the reason why the Savior wasn't born in December in the Salt Lake Valley.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Christmas Forever?
Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't enjoy Christmas, because I do. And it's not that I want that Christmas feeling to go on forever, because I do. But I would like to change my blog to something more timely. However, it's the end of the quarter and report cards await. So, until they are done and I am caught up......Merry Christmas!
(In other words, I know my blog is out of date!! I will try to change it soon)
(In other words, I know my blog is out of date!! I will try to change it soon)
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Before I leave Thanksgiving Behind. . . .
After reading Becky's blog, I reminisced to the wonderful holiday and all that happened. Here are some of my thoughts.
Wednesday, November 25
It was a busy day, filled with shopping and preparing for the Thanksgiving feast. As Scott, Lyric, and Gregory drove in I knew the holiday had officially started. And as we waited for Derek, Ariane, and Brody to arrive safely, I took my first picture of the holiday weekend, a turkey floating in a tub, and posted it neatly onto my blog.
Thursday, November 26
Picturable moments:
Wednesday, November 25
It was a busy day, filled with shopping and preparing for the Thanksgiving feast. As Scott, Lyric, and Gregory drove in I knew the holiday had officially started. And as we waited for Derek, Ariane, and Brody to arrive safely, I took my first picture of the holiday weekend, a turkey floating in a tub, and posted it neatly onto my blog.
Thursday, November 26
Picturable moments:
- Marc and Derek returning from the YM Turkey Bowl
- Grandchildren getting to know each other.
- Justin, Becky, and sweet Audrey driving in for the big day.
- A 28 lb turkey making it's entrance into the kitchen.
- Drage taking a tumble down the stairs
- Food galore and all of us enjoying it
- Football in the background
- Adult children visiting and renewing their friendships until 1:00 am.
But no pictures, just a picture of a turkey floating in a tub. Maybe tomorrow.
Friday, November 27
Picturable moments
- Pumpkin Waffles
- No early shopping, just laying around waiting for turns to the showers
- Worried parents watching grandchildren play around my glass coffee table
- Brody learning how to go down the stairs
- Ari, Lyric, Ashlee, and Maudie were escorted to New Moon by Derek. How sweet that he was willing to make sure we got there safe.
- Everyone bundled up and headed to Christmas in the Nighttime Sky (local fireworks)
- Gregory's eyes when he realized he was on a school bus!!!
- Brody warming up to his grandfather.
- A late night of playing games and visiting.
- Listening to my children laughing around the kitchen .What a beautiful sound!!!
But no pictures, just one picture of a turkey floating in a tub. Maybe tomorrow.
Saturday, November 28
Picturable moments:
- Audrey helping Grandma with the Breakfast Burritos
- Justin, Becky, and Audrey pack up and leave
- BYU Blue day as we prepare for the game
- Tacos for game day
- Ariane and Derek packing up to go home
- BYU win over Utah in Overtime
- a quick trip to target for fun
But no pictures, just one of a turkey floating in a tub. Maybe tomorrow.
Sunday, November 29
- A slow relaxing morning
- Sacrament meeting with dad conducting
- A roast that Marc and Ashlee donated
- Goodbye's to Scott, Lyric, and Gregory
There are many memories etched into my mind from a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday along with one picture of a turkey floating in a tub.
May Christmas bring more pictures.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Thanksgiving

Well, we are now into Thanksgiving Day, 2009 for 30 minutes. I think you should all know what is going on at my house.
I was so excited when I found this huge, 28 lb turkey at Winco today. But I forgot I would have to thaw it before I cooked it. After it sat in my kitchen sink for most of the day, Ashlee suggested it might be a good idea to put it into the tub. So here it sits, defrosting in my tub. If my calculations are correct, I should be pulling it out and getting it ready at about 2:00 am this morning. The good news is, that should be about the time Ariane and Derek will be driving in from Las Vegas, Nevada.
Lyric and Scott arrived at around 6:00 pm this evening and we had sloppy joes with them and Marc and Ashlee here at home.
tomorrow, Justin and Becky arrive. It is going to be a great Thanksgiving. I just hope we are able to have Turkey.
I guess I had better go check on the turkey.
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