When I was a little girl, I remember singing that song, “I’ve got the joy, joy, joy, joy, down in my heart.” It was such a cheerful tune and lighted up my soul as I sang along with all my friends and we clapped our hands in the happiness of the moment. Can you recall a time like that in your life, when your face hurt because you were smiling so hard, but you just couldn’t stop? Or has time erased some of what was once so easy to bring to mind? It isn’t hard these days to lose sight of our inner child, the one who craves the simple sound of a song. So here, I hope you’ll find a pocket full of joy to fill your day with just enough of that tune to see you through whatever is your need. Stop for a moment. Breathe deeply. And soon, you may be singing of joy as well.
This is the truth, and as we were taught, just because a person doesn’t choose to recognize it as truth, doesn’t make it any less truth.
If you would like more than a pocketful of joy, read on, consider her words, read the Book of Mormon, ponder,and pray.
Ask of God (see James 1:5, in the Bible) and He will reveal the truth to you by the Holy Ghost. Christ lives. Heavenly Father loves us all.
This is my testimony.
Originally posted on MORMON SOPRANO:
A few weeks ago I was drawn into a conversation on Facebook by a former High School classmate about our prophet Joseph Smith, Jr.. An estranged member of my church at an early age, she happened to be reading a “very scary and fascinating book” [her words] known to be highly critical of Joseph Smith and the LDS Church in general. Admirably, she reached out to her “Mormon friends” to weigh in on the criticisms and rather shocking claims raised in the book.
I researched her concerns carefully in order to respond respectfully & accurately. I provided not only my personal thoughts but also the official LDS stance. I learned more about the book in question; written by a novelist with no experience with and limited knowledge of my church. I read critiques by historians who pointed out the many gaps and inaccuracies in the book. Although presented as “extensively researched” there was a notable bias, ‘twisted truths’, ‘exclusions of information’, shoddy research, and even a few blatant lies in order…
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I’m not at all sure what I am doing. I completed the first part of my assignment in Blogging 101in that I added a search feature to my blog.
But now I’m supposed write a short post about it (this) and link it back to The Commons to share with everyone else. I still don’t understand about links…how they work, how to create them. I tried to do this before, but I don’t think it worked.
So, if it works, great! If not, I’ll be back to edit this until I get it right. Wish me luck!
I have to re-blog this post, just because I love the music so much.
My husband says that my funeral is going to have to be a three-day affair in order to fit all the music in that I want. I told him to just play everything in the hymnbook and call it done.
Saturday’s session is almost over, but I hope you enjoy this anyway.
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THIS IS IT! Only ‘ONE DAY MORE’ until the 184th Semiannual General Conference of the Church! In preparation for the big day, here’s some classic Top 5 General Conference songs you may want to keep an
eye ear out for this weekend!
These “top 5″ hymns have lasting power and seem (to me) to be performed most often. :)
HOW FIRM A FOUNDATION
The hymn “How Firm A Foundation” has been a popular favorite among Christians ever since 1787. It was included in the first Latter-day Saint hymnbook and has been a staple. For more about this hymn, read here.
In the October 2006 General Conference, President Thomas S. Monson used this hymn as inspiration for the title and subject of his message:
“Eventually we must have our own strong and deeply placed foundation, or we will be unable to withstand the storms of life, which will come…”
- President Thomas S. Monson, How Firm A Foundation, October…
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Because I have similar health issues, this post really resonates with me. All I can say is that my faith has grown, as well, and in the end, as always, it is in our Heavenly Father’s hands. We simply (not easily) have to exercise our faith.
Which is what my blog is all about…how faith, hope, and love leads us to the joy that God wants us all to carry with us.
I’m not there yet, but I’m farther along on the path than I was two years ago when I took my first conscious step toward joy.
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Only five more days until the 184th Semiannual General Conference! In preparation, today’s inspirational message is about mountains, trials, despair and prayer. I have a story to tell, and there’s a sweet new song I think you’re gonna wanna hear.
It’s been one year this month since Daughter A. returned home from her full-time LDS mission after serving for seven wonderful months. She loved her mission, and her mission loved her. Our family loved her weekly inspirational emails. I loved being a “Missionary Mom”. Everything was great…until it suddenly wasn’t. It was a sad day for everyone when we got the unexpected call that due to serious illness, Sister A was being sent home for medical treatment. We had 48 hours notice. Two hours after we picked her up from the airport she was honorably released from her mission service. At that point, it felt like we all “fell down the rabbit hole”. We found ourselves wandering around in a very strange and surreal world where everything was off-kilter, unfamiliar…
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The question is posed as to whether I like fiction or non-fiction. I like both. But my heart belongs to poetry. I love songs and haiku and Emily Dickinson. I would much rather hear a hymn as listen to LaHaye.
When I was a little girl, I had dreams of becoming a poet-laureate. I would be known the world round and I would have respect and honor and all the things that eluded me at the age of seven. So poor then. The ridicule of the Gaston Foster classroom. I’d show them.
But I didn’t. I grew up to be just me. I have come to realize that it’s okay, though. I became a mother, which was so much more rewarding than any earthly honors could have awarded me. To hear my seven-year-old ask me, “Mom? How did you get to be so perfect?” and to realize that I asked my mother the same question when I was likely the same age both broke my heart and cheered me beyond measure
Which brings me back to poetry. It was the first thing I read to my boys. The nursery rhymes we rehearsed together are enduring memories of Jack Sprat, Little Miss Muffett, and Jack and Jill.
I may not have become the poet laureate, but I was the poet laureate of my children’s lives, and I guess that’s what counts the most.
I like the idea of connecting with other creatives. Thanks for the opportunity. I’m looking forward to getting to know who else is out there and seeing what comes next.
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Well this is the third post I have done like this so far and I have seen some great connections. I’ll keep doing these off and on and I think they provide a great way for “active bloggers” to network. This post now has over 1,000 active bloggers waiting to connect in it. I encourage anyone looking for new blogs to view or people to converse with to browse through the comment section and network.
All bloggers are welcome to use this post as a “Self-Promotion” thread for their blog, projects, causes, writing, books, eBooks, food, fashion, or whatever you are into. You may post links, book covers, or whatever you like and feel free to revisit and leave a new comment as this thread will quickly fill up.
Hopefully some authors, photographers, painters, writers, and bloggers will take the opportunity to push their work. Please keep promotional comments on the…
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