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The present

"We want a whole race perpetually in pursuit of the rainbow's end, never honest, nor kind, nor happy now, but always using as mere fuel wherewith to heap the altar of the future every real gift which is offered in the Present."

Learn from the past, live in the present, plan for the future...but live in the present.

Where will I be next year? In five years? Will I have a job? A family? These are the kind of thoughts that, if taken too seriously or too far, can distract me from "the present voice of conscience, bearing the present cross, receiving the present grace, giving thanks for the present pleasure."

We often fear to live in the present. The words "eat, drink, and be merry" make us nervous about feeling too comfortable enjoying the pleasures (and pains) of now. Upon further pondering, it seems to me that enjoying the now is exactly what we should be doing. While the idea of eating, drinking, and being merry carries negative connotations, let us no…

It's simple

Who seeks for heaven alone to save his soul,
May keep the path, but will not reach the goal;
While he who walks in love may wander far,
Yet God will bring him where the blessed are.
--Henry Van Dyke
A friend of our family gave us an interesting gift this Christmas--a copy of Henry Van Dyke's book The Mansion. (Read it here.) Reading this story, along with another of Van Dyke's books, The Story of the Other Wise Man, has put me into a rather ponderous mood.

Under the influence of these inspired stories, I cannot help but feel that life, beneath its facade of complexity, is painfully simple. Have I done any good in the world today? If not, I have failed indeed.

I was recently taught the importance of introducing order into my life in areas where chaos currently reigns. In addition to meaningful prayer and searching the scriptures, my bishop taught that anonymously serving others for a few minutes each day is critical to removing chaos and establishing order.

It's true.


Things that should not be rushed

In alphabetical order:






The Gift

The gift to feel another’s pain
Is not a gift that brings you gain.
It’s not a gift that makes you glad.
If anything you feel quite sad,
While sitting there you listen well
As the person tells his tale
Of valiant struggles, dismal chances--
Overwhelming circumstances.
The twists and turns and plots untold
Prick heart and soul as they unfold,
And soon you cannot bear to hear
More words from him whom you hold dear.
Your eyes tear up, your heart--it throbs,
And deep inside you feel a sob.
Perhaps the part that stings the most--
The part that haunts you like a ghost--
Is knowing that despite your care
And wishing for his load to share,
You cannot do a single thing,
But comfort and your friendship bring.
You cannot take the pain away.
You cannot choose to change his ways.
You feel you cannot change his chances--
His overwhelming circumstances.So why the gift--this chance to feel,
If not to alter human will?
If not to give him fighting chances--
And slightly alter circumstances?
You do the best with what you’re given…

Break down the walls

Break down the walls
Pound down the doors
That bottle up your fright
Throw back the shutters
Fling wide the windows
That block the Son's bright light
Open the gates
Clear the way
That leads into your heart
Let go the fear
Forget the pain
That damned you from the start