The last two weeks have been very painful for me. My old back injury has been giving me big problems. When I wake up in the morning, I can barely stand. It feels like an internal hydraulic press is dragging my body into a standing contortion that is excruciating.
I have always thought that pain was just part of my condition as a mortal, part of my schooling as a disciple, and part of the test that life is meant to be. I’ve also thought of pain as a message and a diagnostic tool. We know what is wrong by where and how it hurts.
I’ve given a lot of thought to storms the last couple of weeks. Since I wrote my post about lighthouses and their strength amid the storms and relentless pounding, I’ve had some time to reflect on some of the storms in my own life. Some of them are things that I have no control over. […]
Sometimes there are days when we just want to let go, and give up. Some days we feel like we’re all spent and can do no more to further our own progression or the work of God. But then there are the days that the love which never lets us go reaches down and reminds […]
I have often contemplated how my favorite chapter of Isaiah was never quoted or referred to in the Book of Mormon. It speaks of the last days and, according to the notes in the LDS edition, of the Restoration of the gospel. The famous quote we always use about the Salt Lake valley comes from […]
In 1980, while working at a warehouse job, I was out at the dock doing receving. A case of cash register tape was being delivered. The dock was built to accommodate large semis. This package was being delivered by a small delivery type truck. Be the first to like. Like Unlike