The writings/stories here are basically about the Word of God and the testimony of the author based on the teachings of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints as understood by the author including other inspiring, uplifting, encouraging, and faith messages and stories written by other persons or group of persons.
We live in a society that often seems to value outgoing, adventurous personalities over others. In a variety of ways, our culture suggests that we need to be bold to be successful, talkative to be happy, even loud to be worth hearing. This message is so pervasive that those who are more introspective, private, and quiet can begin to feel ashamed of their personality traits. They may long to be the life of the party-not the one who sits in the corner, lost in thought. They might [.....]
There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm. He was given a slingshot to play with out in the woods. He practiced in the woods; but he could never hit the target. Getting a little discouraged, he headed back for dinner. As he was walking back he saw Grandma's pet duck. Just out of impulse, he let the slingshot fly, hit the duck square in the head and killed it. He was shocked and grieved! In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the [.....]
Here are some true stories that happened to real people and were told from the first person... Enjoy)
-Today, my mom has been blind for 15 years. She lost her vision in the same car accident that took my dad’s life. I am 18 years old now. She has raised me as a single mom since I was 3, without her vision. And yes, she did a heck of a job!
-Today, I met the prettiest woman on a plane. Assuming I wouldn’t see her again [.....]
Loved ones are like violin, the music may stop playing but the strings remain. Losing a well beloved person is indeed a sorrow that may not be easily softened in the heart and often brings unforgettable memories thereby adding more pains to the sorrow but our Savior gave us the assurance that “death is swallowed up in victory”.
I felt terribly sad when the news of my brother’s death came to me, in fact it was like thunders bolt that is lightening with all the forces it can ever carry and it almost destroyed the fabrics of my heart. I felt so devastated feeling as if I’m in an endless pit of pain looking for help but [.....]
If it’s true, as Shakespeare wrote, that “parting is such sweet sorrow,”1 then perhaps we could say that reuniting is the sweetest joy. While saying goodbye can be heart-wrenching at times, reconnecting with loved ones we haven’t seen in a while can be among life’s greatest moments. For this reason, airports can be the happiest and the saddest of places-full of goodbyes and hellos that bring a tear to the eye and a lump to the throat. Soldiers returning from active service are joyously embraced. Loved ones away [.....]
A wise ship captain keeps his vessel in constant repair. He knows that a small leak today can grow into a sizeable hole tomorrow and sink the boat. He would never postpone even a small fix, because it could not only save a costly repair later but could also save the very lives of his passengers.
This seems logical and responsible when applied to leaky ships, but many of us don’t take similar immediate action when small cracks appear in our relationships. Too often it seems easier [.....]
I believe in the scriptural injunction, “judge not that ye be not judged” [because] “with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again” (Mat. 7:1-2). I have learned to always pause and think before condemning another person’s action. Knowing the reasons behind actions before coming to a conclusion has given me an understanding heart and always makes me a better judge. For example, when I was on mission, we had a new missionary from the Missionary Training Center. This new missionary was always crying. Everybody thought he was feeling homesick-something that usually happens to most new missionaries. So no attention was given to him. His [.....]
When a young family moved into their first home, they decided to build a playhouse for the kids in the backyard. The parents and children threw their hearts into the project, carefully selecting the wood, the shingles, and all the supplies. Great pride and satisfaction swelled in their hearts as it took shape. When friends came to play, the children would proudly show them how the playhouse was coming along. And the first thing they said to Dad when he came home from work was, “When can we work on our playhouse?”
But when the playhouse was finished, the parents noticed that the children rarely played in it. They discovered “that having the house wasn't really what motivated them. It was [.....]
My dear friends, as we commemorate the death, burial, and resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ, I want us to ruminate the very reason that infinite sacrifice was made. Jesus Christ went through excruciating pains to offer us the most exorbitant gift of resurrection.
The transgression of our first parents-Adam & Eve, brought upon the human family a condition in which all of us must unavoidably perish. In this condition of eternal doom, we cannot save ourselves. Hence the coming of Christ to die for us so that whosoever believes in him "should not perish but have everlasting life" and again that [.....]
