Do you know how those face clocks that stare at you when you stare back at it while you're waiting for school to end and time just seems to sloooooowwwwwww down and you just stare at the clock waiting for its second hand and minute hand to move painful tick by painful tock?
Well.... today felt something like that....but not quite.
It was more of like a Countdown. That click as the hand moves closer to its goal.
I felt the build up studying for a test this morning. The excitement.
A new test! What will it be like? Will I be able to do well? Or not well?
Will this style of studying work out? or not workout?
Well...on a pretestresults thing, I think the test method will work out pretty well.
But in other news.
As I was taking the test, it didn't seem that hard.
But I was aware of...that build up of tension.
Right before the second hand clicks in its sloooowww motion to the next dash on the face clock.
And as I completed that test.
I felt like I heard that click.
Like in All Dogs Go to Heaven, where the clock ticks one final time underwater before it stops ticking.
It echoed all around me.
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And I thought to myself. "One test down......"
It felt like a countdown.
Towards graduation.
One test finished.
One tick of the clock that moved with finality towards its destination.
Graduation. Midnight.
Noon. Something...the number 7 ;) lol.
It was a momentous step.
In a rather small test like way.
One step closer to finishing the class and hopefully passing it.
One step I won't have to do again.
Its final.
I'm heading towards the end.
Graduation.
And so the clock ticks on.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
Ahead of the Curve
You know.
I have a knack.
A knack for being ahead of the curve.
lol I'm not really meaning the 'school grading curve'
Some classes I'm ahead, some I'm in the curve.
No....
I've decided that I'm ahead of the 'events' curve.
Here, let me explain. :)
I was moping a bit today.
Yep. Being self pitying and self centered, and all that lonely jazz.
Thinking about how I couldn't really connect with anyone today.
Because I felt more....for lack of a better word 'mature'
I'm thinking today's mopyness was from having to get up early.
But...
There is a factor in the 'more mature thing....'
Because it seems like I do things before other people....even if they're older or my age.
For example. A year ago, I took Anatomy.
This semester...everyone and their Mom seems to be taking Anatomy.
Another example...I took a Written Test back in the end of the summer and just took a Performance test.
This month...everyone and their Mom has been signing up to take/or just barely took the Written test....while I'm waiting on results from my Performance test.
There are other factors not really school related but still school related....where everyone...and yes their mom, seems to be having a 'tough year in college'
Upon further inspection....I've already had this 'tough year' a couple of years ago.
Soo....am I just ahead of everyone on this curve?
Probably.
lol I tend to do things at a 'faster' pace then others....in most cases....writing being an exception...it takes me a while to do that... ;) haha.
But...the Maturity thing....
It's not really that I'm more mature. There are lots of things I'm 'still' immature at.
Its more of.....I'm more aware of others then other people are aware of others....
And I feel responsible for them.
Responsible for what needs to be done.
Basically I take on the responsibilities....feeling more Mature....while everyone else still gets to be 'care free and leave it up to somebody else to do'
It's a Leadership thing....
And I'm super aware of the Leadership thing....due to spiritual things....and the like.
So in a sense...I'm more responsible.
But I'm pretty sure in other areas (like the....random fun curve) I appear to be behind the curve.
All in all...I'm probably pretty average.
Just like everyone else. :)
But for right now....I feel ahead of the curve.
Goal: Go find someone that's done something I haven't....and say 'Hey! You're ahead of the curve! Congrats!"
haha. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
It had ended. Months of torment where I slaved away covered in soot slaving away only to be locked in the basement, where there was more soot...and evil flying flies that would try to get at my eyes so I lived terrified in a corner trying to keep the flies from my eyes until they would let me out again.
Well...somehow I got out.
I got rich.
And I had cool technology where the toy chevron cars....well I could shrink real cars to that size and tote them around.
I was free! Free from whatever spell I was under.
And I had magic of my own.
And I saw that fly, that would scare me to death because it would try to eat my eyes.
And saw that it had a human head that was small for its small fly body. The human head of a boy I once knew. Who was a bully. I couldn't fix what had happened to him, but I tried to give him compensation. I gave him money and a purple car that was shrunk as a kind of thank you as well.
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
I have a knack.
A knack for being ahead of the curve.
lol I'm not really meaning the 'school grading curve'
Some classes I'm ahead, some I'm in the curve.
No....
I've decided that I'm ahead of the 'events' curve.
Here, let me explain. :)
I was moping a bit today.
Yep. Being self pitying and self centered, and all that lonely jazz.
Thinking about how I couldn't really connect with anyone today.
Because I felt more....for lack of a better word 'mature'
I'm thinking today's mopyness was from having to get up early.
But...
There is a factor in the 'more mature thing....'
Because it seems like I do things before other people....even if they're older or my age.
For example. A year ago, I took Anatomy.
This semester...everyone and their Mom seems to be taking Anatomy.
Another example...I took a Written Test back in the end of the summer and just took a Performance test.
This month...everyone and their Mom has been signing up to take/or just barely took the Written test....while I'm waiting on results from my Performance test.
There are other factors not really school related but still school related....where everyone...and yes their mom, seems to be having a 'tough year in college'
Upon further inspection....I've already had this 'tough year' a couple of years ago.
Soo....am I just ahead of everyone on this curve?
Probably.
lol I tend to do things at a 'faster' pace then others....in most cases....writing being an exception...it takes me a while to do that... ;) haha.
But...the Maturity thing....
It's not really that I'm more mature. There are lots of things I'm 'still' immature at.
Its more of.....I'm more aware of others then other people are aware of others....
And I feel responsible for them.
Responsible for what needs to be done.
Basically I take on the responsibilities....feeling more Mature....while everyone else still gets to be 'care free and leave it up to somebody else to do'
It's a Leadership thing....
And I'm super aware of the Leadership thing....due to spiritual things....and the like.
So in a sense...I'm more responsible.
But I'm pretty sure in other areas (like the....random fun curve) I appear to be behind the curve.
All in all...I'm probably pretty average.
Just like everyone else. :)
But for right now....I feel ahead of the curve.
Goal: Go find someone that's done something I haven't....and say 'Hey! You're ahead of the curve! Congrats!"
haha. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
It had ended. Months of torment where I slaved away covered in soot slaving away only to be locked in the basement, where there was more soot...and evil flying flies that would try to get at my eyes so I lived terrified in a corner trying to keep the flies from my eyes until they would let me out again.
Well...somehow I got out.
I got rich.
And I had cool technology where the toy chevron cars....well I could shrink real cars to that size and tote them around.
I was free! Free from whatever spell I was under.
And I had magic of my own.
And I saw that fly, that would scare me to death because it would try to eat my eyes.
And saw that it had a human head that was small for its small fly body. The human head of a boy I once knew. Who was a bully. I couldn't fix what had happened to him, but I tried to give him compensation. I gave him money and a purple car that was shrunk as a kind of thank you as well.
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Precious Fruit
You know.....when sitting in church.....
trying to pay attention to the lesson or talk...
the mind tends to wander every now and then.
Onto strange paths....
Where when you think back on it....you don't know how you got on this tangent.
Or...more commonly, when you're startled out of your thinking...you then go... Now what was I thinking about before this point?
And you come up blank.
Well...not today. :)
I ended up thinking about apples.
Calling them the 'most precious fruit' in my head.
Which I thought was odd...
I like pears.....
And then I got to thinking.
I used to have this huge pair sitting in the fruit bowl in the kitchen.
It was BIG!
Awesomely goodness looking!
And....ended up getting tossed into the garbage.
(sorry parents...I ate one of the two! :( )
Why?
Because....well it rotted. Y_Y
And I've decided....that's the problem with waiting...
Waiting for the 'perfect moment'
You end up getting busy doing something else,
Totally forget about this one thing.
And by the time you get back to it....
Its rotted.
Now fruit. You just stare at it. Its shiny luster, or its size and think:
Man...that fruit is just soo beautiful! I can't...no I can't eat it just yet.
One more day, and then its yummy lusterness will be in my tummy.
But for now...I don't want to go through the effort of cutting it up.
Then....its forgotten.
And then....like yesterday....or maybe it was the day before yesterday.
You go to eat that delicious apple....
or like the pear I had...months upon months ago.
To find it all....rotting and not very nice feeling or....*shudders* well i can just picture what eating it would have been like.
:(
Soo that was like a missed opportunity.
There was so much potential in that fruit.
And now...it was wasted.
Now to make a far fetched connection....
Because I do that. ;) lol
Just like the rotting fruit.
There is a certain time span to 'do' things.
You can't plant your garden three weeks before the end of fall.
you can't register for classes two weeks after the deadline.
And....for me....I shouldn't just sit around waiting for the 'perfect' time to work on writing.
Because as I 'wait' for that perfect time...
I end up doing something else.
And end up missing that 'time frame to write'
And what happens?
The 'fruit rots.'
Or in other words....bed time comes and I can't stay up all hours of the night writing....cus of school in the morning.
Sooo I need to work on 'eating the fruit when its ripe.'
And not finding it 'after its rotten.'
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
trying to pay attention to the lesson or talk...
the mind tends to wander every now and then.
Onto strange paths....
Where when you think back on it....you don't know how you got on this tangent.
Or...more commonly, when you're startled out of your thinking...you then go... Now what was I thinking about before this point?
And you come up blank.
Well...not today. :)
I ended up thinking about apples.
Calling them the 'most precious fruit' in my head.
Which I thought was odd...
I like pears.....
And then I got to thinking.
I used to have this huge pair sitting in the fruit bowl in the kitchen.
It was BIG!
Awesomely goodness looking!
And....ended up getting tossed into the garbage.
(sorry parents...I ate one of the two! :( )
Why?
Because....well it rotted. Y_Y
And I've decided....that's the problem with waiting...
Waiting for the 'perfect moment'
You end up getting busy doing something else,
Totally forget about this one thing.
And by the time you get back to it....
Its rotted.
Now fruit. You just stare at it. Its shiny luster, or its size and think:
Man...that fruit is just soo beautiful! I can't...no I can't eat it just yet.
One more day, and then its yummy lusterness will be in my tummy.
But for now...I don't want to go through the effort of cutting it up.
Then....its forgotten.
And then....like yesterday....or maybe it was the day before yesterday.
You go to eat that delicious apple....
or like the pear I had...months upon months ago.
To find it all....rotting and not very nice feeling or....*shudders* well i can just picture what eating it would have been like.
:(
Soo that was like a missed opportunity.
There was so much potential in that fruit.
And now...it was wasted.
Now to make a far fetched connection....
Because I do that. ;) lol
Just like the rotting fruit.
There is a certain time span to 'do' things.
You can't plant your garden three weeks before the end of fall.
you can't register for classes two weeks after the deadline.
And....for me....I shouldn't just sit around waiting for the 'perfect' time to work on writing.
Because as I 'wait' for that perfect time...
I end up doing something else.
And end up missing that 'time frame to write'
And what happens?
The 'fruit rots.'
Or in other words....bed time comes and I can't stay up all hours of the night writing....cus of school in the morning.
Sooo I need to work on 'eating the fruit when its ripe.'
And not finding it 'after its rotten.'
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Saturday, January 28, 2012
April 1990 Conference Priesthood Session
Here is another session of the April 1990 General Conference. :D Here comes the Priesthood Session!
Priesthood Session
Boyd K. Packer- The Library of the Lord
Institute, too, has its fun and games and a course in courtship and marriage. Now the boy-girl chase becomes more exciting because they begin to catch one another!
You do that. And if you can think anything better to say, say it and quote me.
The Lord said that when we read the revelations to one another, by his power we can testify that you have heard my voice, and know my words.
Robert D. Hales- The Aaronic Priesthood: Return with Honor
It is not an activity; and second, it is not a priesthood in which we advance because of age. We are advanced in the priesthood because of worthiness.
Return with honor.
All of us on earth are winners because we chose to come to this mortal probation.
Return with Honor. This motto was a constant reminder to us of our determination to return to our home base with honor only after having expended all of our efforts to successfully complete every aspect of our mission.
Faith is a gift of God bestowed as a reward for personal righteousness.
We are preparing to return with honor.
When fire-warning lights come on in our lives, our eternal progress may be blocked, the price we pay for neglecting the warning. If we ignore the warning lights in our lives, we may not return with honor.
Sometimes choosing good friends is difficult, but the important choices we make in our lives are influenced by our friends. We cannot excuse our conduct because of the actions of our friends or because of the pressure they place upon us.
Do you know how to recognize a true friend? A real friend loves us and protects us.
A true friend makes it easier for us to live the gospel by being around him.
Similarly, a true friend does not make us choose between his way and the Lord's way. A true friend will help us return with honor.
What kind of friend are we? Are we the type of friend who always make sure that those around us know it will be easier for them to live gospel principles, such as the Word of Wisdom or the law of chastity, when they are with us? Do our friends know that they will never have to choose between what we want them to do and what the Lord would have them do?
May we this evening resolve that when fire-warning lights of this nature come on in our lives, we will have made up our minds to do the right thing-to remember who we are and to act accordingly.
[You] should be preconditioned with an automatic response to keep gospel standards.
If we keep these three promises, we are given one of the greatest blessings that can be bestowed upon us: that we will have his Spirit to be with us always, meaning that we will have the Holy Ghost in our lives to guide us and protect us and direct us each day.
As important as obedience is, sometimes people are deceived and choose to be selectively obedient.
Remember, the Lord told us, Keep my commandments continually... and except thou do this, where I am you cannot come.
Be obedient and exercise your free agency righteously. Be worthy and be prepared to perform your calling well.
Kenneth Johnson- The Motorcycle Ride
I determined that day that never again would I let somebody else control my life.
Make sure that every invitation you extend and every invitation you receive is an invitation to come unto Christ.
Clinton L. Cutler- The Greatest Joy
The gospel of Jesus Christ is true. It is the greatest joy, the only pure joy, we have in this life. As we embrace it and all things we hold dear--families, loved ones--all else is wrapped in that great package of love from a Father on high who loves us.
Malcolm S. Jeppsen- Who Is a True Friend?
Now, there is a lesson here. the attendant had erroneously perceived Sneaky as something less than the friend he was.
Phrases like 'just try it once' or 'everybody does it' or 'who is going to know' are all too commonly used. If they were true friends, would they pressure us that way?
In addition, the real damage from the use of these things is usually even more severe to our spiritual lives than it is to our physical bodies. Now, would a true friend be one to entice you to use them? I'm sure he wouldn't.
Look closely at your friends. Cultivate good friends. They're so valuable. Remember the Savior valued his friends so highly that he would lay down his life for them. He had this to say about friends.
Friendship is an extremely important part of your life. Someone has said a true friend is someone who makes it easier to live the gospel of Jesus Christ.
My young friends, you don't have to reject your friends who are on the wrong path; you don't even have to give them up necessarily. You can be their caring friend, ready to help them when they are ready to be helped. You can talk to them and lift them and bear your testimony to them. Lead them by example.
But don't ever be led into displeasing your Father in Heaven by your friends who might ask that as a condition of being your friend, you must choose between their way and the Lord's way.
If that happens, choose the Lord's way and look for new friends.
Especially important are our friends in times of need when we may have feelings f loneliness or despair. True friends will stand by you.
Thy friends do stand by thee, and they shall hail thee again with warm hearts and friendly hands.
Cultivate our Savior and Redeemer Jesus Christ as your friend above all. Being his friend will without exception lift your vision and bring you comfort, guidance, peace, and, yes, even the companionship of other true friends.
Just thing! With Jesus as your friend, you may receive increased strength and testimony that will uphold you against temptations when they arise.
Choose your friends wisely. They will provide the foundation of spiritual strength that will enable you to make difficult, extremely important decisions correctly when they come in your life.
Above all, be a friend of the Savior. You, my young men, are the honored holders of a royal priesthood. If you have not done so previously, now is the time to let him know you consider him your true friend and that you will be a true friend of his.
Thomas S. Monson- My Brother's Keeper
-I liked the stories in this talk. :)
Gordon B. Hinckley- Keeping the Temple Holy
Eligibility for a temple recommend is not based on financial worth. that has nothing whatever to do with it. It is based on consistent personal behavior, on the goodness of one's life. It is not concerned with money matters, but rather with things of eternity.
But if it be defiled I will not come into it, and my glory shall not be there; for I will not come into unholy temples.
Each of our temples has on its face the statement, 'Holiness to the Lord,' to which I should like to add the injunction 'Keep His House holy!'
This being the decision, Bishops of Wards and Presidents of Stakes will see the increased necessity for care, so that no unworthy person will be recommended for ordinances in the Temples.
We now have forty-three operating temples.
Entering the temple is a privilege to be earned and not a right that automatically goes with Church membership.
Of course, one is expected to be a full-tithe payer, The payment of tithing is simply a faithful response to a commandment of the Lord. It is a mark of obedience to the divine will. Furthermore, long observation has shown that the faithful and honest payment of tithing is an indicator of faithfulness in other matters.
Loyalty to leadership is a cardinal requirement of ll who serve in the army of the Lord.
Obedience to law, when that law has been declared constitutional, is incumbent upon the Latter-day Saints and therefore becomes a standard of eligibility to enter the temples of the Church.
The temple recommend which you carry, if honestly obtained, is certification of your moral worthiness.
What a unique and remarkable thing is a temple recommend. It is only a piece of paper with a name and signatures, but in reality it is a certificate that says the bearer is 'honest, true, chaste, benevolent, virtuous, and that he or she believes in doing good to all, that if there is anything virtuous, lovely, or of good report or praiseworthy, he or she seeks after such.
Live worthy to serve in that House. Keep it holy. Do your part to keep from the Lord's House any unclean or defiling influence or person. Enjoy its beauty. Enjoy the wonder of the things that are spoken there, the beauty and the blessing of the ordinances there administered.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves!
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
There was something involving a boy....
but then I was in my home.
Well....we were looking to buy a remodeled home, my family was.
It was a big sprawling mansion.
With many different rooms...that seemed to be part of a children's book store.
I found a room I liked, but Kikay liked it as well....and we were arguing about whose room it should be.
I liked it for its Emerald Green color and it was connected to a downstairs bedroom.
Then we got talking about our house.
How they had basically remodeled everything and the only original part of the house left, was Kikays bedroom and my parent's bedroom. The rest of the house had been....taken apart and destroyed.
:S And everything in it had been destroyed as well.
We couldn't save anything.
Which meant that everything precious to me....was gone.
Jasper was gone. My laptop was gone.
I hadn't thought that they would destroy anything when they were redoing the house.
So I hadn't taken anything with me....
and Now....it was all gone....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Priesthood Session
Boyd K. Packer- The Library of the Lord
Institute, too, has its fun and games and a course in courtship and marriage. Now the boy-girl chase becomes more exciting because they begin to catch one another!
You do that. And if you can think anything better to say, say it and quote me.
The Lord said that when we read the revelations to one another, by his power we can testify that you have heard my voice, and know my words.
Robert D. Hales- The Aaronic Priesthood: Return with Honor
It is not an activity; and second, it is not a priesthood in which we advance because of age. We are advanced in the priesthood because of worthiness.
Return with honor.
All of us on earth are winners because we chose to come to this mortal probation.
Return with Honor. This motto was a constant reminder to us of our determination to return to our home base with honor only after having expended all of our efforts to successfully complete every aspect of our mission.
Faith is a gift of God bestowed as a reward for personal righteousness.
We are preparing to return with honor.
When fire-warning lights come on in our lives, our eternal progress may be blocked, the price we pay for neglecting the warning. If we ignore the warning lights in our lives, we may not return with honor.
Sometimes choosing good friends is difficult, but the important choices we make in our lives are influenced by our friends. We cannot excuse our conduct because of the actions of our friends or because of the pressure they place upon us.
Do you know how to recognize a true friend? A real friend loves us and protects us.
A true friend makes it easier for us to live the gospel by being around him.
Similarly, a true friend does not make us choose between his way and the Lord's way. A true friend will help us return with honor.
What kind of friend are we? Are we the type of friend who always make sure that those around us know it will be easier for them to live gospel principles, such as the Word of Wisdom or the law of chastity, when they are with us? Do our friends know that they will never have to choose between what we want them to do and what the Lord would have them do?
May we this evening resolve that when fire-warning lights of this nature come on in our lives, we will have made up our minds to do the right thing-to remember who we are and to act accordingly.
[You] should be preconditioned with an automatic response to keep gospel standards.
If we keep these three promises, we are given one of the greatest blessings that can be bestowed upon us: that we will have his Spirit to be with us always, meaning that we will have the Holy Ghost in our lives to guide us and protect us and direct us each day.
As important as obedience is, sometimes people are deceived and choose to be selectively obedient.
Remember, the Lord told us, Keep my commandments continually... and except thou do this, where I am you cannot come.
Be obedient and exercise your free agency righteously. Be worthy and be prepared to perform your calling well.
Kenneth Johnson- The Motorcycle Ride
I determined that day that never again would I let somebody else control my life.
Make sure that every invitation you extend and every invitation you receive is an invitation to come unto Christ.
Clinton L. Cutler- The Greatest Joy
The gospel of Jesus Christ is true. It is the greatest joy, the only pure joy, we have in this life. As we embrace it and all things we hold dear--families, loved ones--all else is wrapped in that great package of love from a Father on high who loves us.
Malcolm S. Jeppsen- Who Is a True Friend?
Now, there is a lesson here. the attendant had erroneously perceived Sneaky as something less than the friend he was.
Phrases like 'just try it once' or 'everybody does it' or 'who is going to know' are all too commonly used. If they were true friends, would they pressure us that way?
In addition, the real damage from the use of these things is usually even more severe to our spiritual lives than it is to our physical bodies. Now, would a true friend be one to entice you to use them? I'm sure he wouldn't.
Look closely at your friends. Cultivate good friends. They're so valuable. Remember the Savior valued his friends so highly that he would lay down his life for them. He had this to say about friends.
Friendship is an extremely important part of your life. Someone has said a true friend is someone who makes it easier to live the gospel of Jesus Christ.
My young friends, you don't have to reject your friends who are on the wrong path; you don't even have to give them up necessarily. You can be their caring friend, ready to help them when they are ready to be helped. You can talk to them and lift them and bear your testimony to them. Lead them by example.
But don't ever be led into displeasing your Father in Heaven by your friends who might ask that as a condition of being your friend, you must choose between their way and the Lord's way.
If that happens, choose the Lord's way and look for new friends.
Especially important are our friends in times of need when we may have feelings f loneliness or despair. True friends will stand by you.
Thy friends do stand by thee, and they shall hail thee again with warm hearts and friendly hands.
Cultivate our Savior and Redeemer Jesus Christ as your friend above all. Being his friend will without exception lift your vision and bring you comfort, guidance, peace, and, yes, even the companionship of other true friends.
Just thing! With Jesus as your friend, you may receive increased strength and testimony that will uphold you against temptations when they arise.
Choose your friends wisely. They will provide the foundation of spiritual strength that will enable you to make difficult, extremely important decisions correctly when they come in your life.
Above all, be a friend of the Savior. You, my young men, are the honored holders of a royal priesthood. If you have not done so previously, now is the time to let him know you consider him your true friend and that you will be a true friend of his.
Thomas S. Monson- My Brother's Keeper
-I liked the stories in this talk. :)
Gordon B. Hinckley- Keeping the Temple Holy
Eligibility for a temple recommend is not based on financial worth. that has nothing whatever to do with it. It is based on consistent personal behavior, on the goodness of one's life. It is not concerned with money matters, but rather with things of eternity.
But if it be defiled I will not come into it, and my glory shall not be there; for I will not come into unholy temples.
Each of our temples has on its face the statement, 'Holiness to the Lord,' to which I should like to add the injunction 'Keep His House holy!'
This being the decision, Bishops of Wards and Presidents of Stakes will see the increased necessity for care, so that no unworthy person will be recommended for ordinances in the Temples.
We now have forty-three operating temples.
Entering the temple is a privilege to be earned and not a right that automatically goes with Church membership.
Of course, one is expected to be a full-tithe payer, The payment of tithing is simply a faithful response to a commandment of the Lord. It is a mark of obedience to the divine will. Furthermore, long observation has shown that the faithful and honest payment of tithing is an indicator of faithfulness in other matters.
Loyalty to leadership is a cardinal requirement of ll who serve in the army of the Lord.
Obedience to law, when that law has been declared constitutional, is incumbent upon the Latter-day Saints and therefore becomes a standard of eligibility to enter the temples of the Church.
The temple recommend which you carry, if honestly obtained, is certification of your moral worthiness.
What a unique and remarkable thing is a temple recommend. It is only a piece of paper with a name and signatures, but in reality it is a certificate that says the bearer is 'honest, true, chaste, benevolent, virtuous, and that he or she believes in doing good to all, that if there is anything virtuous, lovely, or of good report or praiseworthy, he or she seeks after such.
Live worthy to serve in that House. Keep it holy. Do your part to keep from the Lord's House any unclean or defiling influence or person. Enjoy its beauty. Enjoy the wonder of the things that are spoken there, the beauty and the blessing of the ordinances there administered.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves!
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
There was something involving a boy....
but then I was in my home.
Well....we were looking to buy a remodeled home, my family was.
It was a big sprawling mansion.
With many different rooms...that seemed to be part of a children's book store.
I found a room I liked, but Kikay liked it as well....and we were arguing about whose room it should be.
I liked it for its Emerald Green color and it was connected to a downstairs bedroom.
Then we got talking about our house.
How they had basically remodeled everything and the only original part of the house left, was Kikays bedroom and my parent's bedroom. The rest of the house had been....taken apart and destroyed.
:S And everything in it had been destroyed as well.
We couldn't save anything.
Which meant that everything precious to me....was gone.
Jasper was gone. My laptop was gone.
I hadn't thought that they would destroy anything when they were redoing the house.
So I hadn't taken anything with me....
and Now....it was all gone....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Friday, January 27, 2012
Over the Ice
So there I was.
1:59pm staring up at me from my clock face.
Class starting at 2:00pm
And I was not outside the classroom.
I wasn't even in the classroom.
No. I was a seven minute brisk walk away from my class.
So what did I do?
Yep.
Ran.
Grabbing my keys, phone, Ipod out of my pockets and holding them tight in my hands
-I didn't want them to fall out and break/ or fall down a drain, though if I slipped....we'll just not think on that possibility. :)
So there I was.
In a mad dash to get to class on time.
Down the stairs and outside I ran.
Made all the more dangerous....with the snow outside.
I had to avoid the grass because the snow had become Ice.
So through the parking lots.
On a constant outlook for icy patches.
lol I must have been a sight to see.
Running full out.
Racing the cars trying to find spaces in the parking lots.
Long hair streaming behind me.
But I made it to class!
At like 2:02pm
Great news!
The teacher showed up after me.
So I was still on time!
Woot!
But.
>.>
<.<
The teacher must have sensed that I was late to his class.
Because I ended up being the guinea pig today.
:) It was fun :)
lol....Now to still recover from that mad dash.
Double Mad Dash.
Kikay and I ended up running to catch the shuttle to get home quicker.
;)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
1:59pm staring up at me from my clock face.
Class starting at 2:00pm
And I was not outside the classroom.
I wasn't even in the classroom.
No. I was a seven minute brisk walk away from my class.
So what did I do?
Yep.
Ran.
Grabbing my keys, phone, Ipod out of my pockets and holding them tight in my hands
-I didn't want them to fall out and break/ or fall down a drain, though if I slipped....we'll just not think on that possibility. :)
So there I was.
In a mad dash to get to class on time.
Down the stairs and outside I ran.
Made all the more dangerous....with the snow outside.
I had to avoid the grass because the snow had become Ice.
So through the parking lots.
On a constant outlook for icy patches.
lol I must have been a sight to see.
Running full out.
Racing the cars trying to find spaces in the parking lots.
Long hair streaming behind me.
But I made it to class!
At like 2:02pm
Great news!
The teacher showed up after me.
So I was still on time!
Woot!
But.
>.>
<.<
The teacher must have sensed that I was late to his class.
Because I ended up being the guinea pig today.
:) It was fun :)
lol....Now to still recover from that mad dash.
Double Mad Dash.
Kikay and I ended up running to catch the shuttle to get home quicker.
;)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Red Ninja Revisited
Some of you might have been wondering over a week ago...
When I posted a post titled "Red Ninja"
AndRIEclearlyDonlyNtalkedIaboutNaJWhiteANinja.
Hehehehehe.
Well....There was a Red Ninja hidden in that post.
And in subsequent posts where I mentioned the White Ninja. The Red Ninja Will Strike!
You see this duo of Red and White....
Are having a bit of a war.
So where the White Ninja is mentioned....because Sarnic insists on it.
There will be some Red Ninja commentary somewhere in the blog post. Lo there! I'm right here!
Good Luck finding it!
What is this war you might ask?
Well...you see I wasRgoingEtoDhideNaIWhiteNNinjaJinAmy background, because you know in the typing area of the blog posts....the background is white.
But then I realized....
on my actual blog, the background is red.
And so the war began. Its a competition actually, not a war.
White Ninja makes their presence known through the whiteish colored lettering I use on this blog. :)
Red Ninja...got jealous. But wants to stay more ninja and hidden. :)
I am NOT jealous!!! I'm the much better Ninja, that's all. I've set out to prove my point.
So there you go.
If you see White Ninja written anywhere....look for Red Ninja commentary somewhere else. ;) lol
Until you next see these words; or the Red Ninja
I'll be watching the leaves. because Sarnic can't find the Red Ninja
Enjoy the day! Don't forget the Night either!!
-Sarnic Dirchi
When I posted a post titled "Red Ninja"
AndRIEclearlyDonlyNtalkedIaboutNaJWhiteANinja.
Hehehehehe.
Well....There was a Red Ninja hidden in that post.
And in subsequent posts where I mentioned the White Ninja. The Red Ninja Will Strike!
You see this duo of Red and White....
Are having a bit of a war.
So where the White Ninja is mentioned....because Sarnic insists on it.
There will be some Red Ninja commentary somewhere in the blog post. Lo there! I'm right here!
Good Luck finding it!
What is this war you might ask?
Well...you see I wasRgoingEtoDhideNaIWhiteNNinjaJinAmy background, because you know in the typing area of the blog posts....the background is white.
But then I realized....
on my actual blog, the background is red.
And so the war began. Its a competition actually, not a war.
White Ninja makes their presence known through the whiteish colored lettering I use on this blog. :)
Red Ninja...got jealous. But wants to stay more ninja and hidden. :)
I am NOT jealous!!! I'm the much better Ninja, that's all. I've set out to prove my point.
So there you go.
If you see White Ninja written anywhere....look for Red Ninja commentary somewhere else. ;) lol
Until you next see these words; or the Red Ninja
I'll be watching the leaves. because Sarnic can't find the Red Ninja
Enjoy the day! Don't forget the Night either!!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
From Little Me
It CAME today!!
You remember like two days ago when I told you about my letter from my past self?
Well...I had my mom mail it to me. :D
hehe and it came!
lol...I'm actually surprised it managed to get to my house...
haha. My mom left a sticky note on the original envelope (she mailed the letter within another envelope so I could see the original envelope as well.) That apparently I didn't know my zip code when I was 11.
lol checking the envelope...she was right.
I got the first two digits right and the 4th one. But the 3rd and 5th. I put 1 and 8....there is no 1 or 8 in those spots in my zip code.
And apparently I liked to spell North as N-
lol. Anyway. Mistakes in address set aside.
I got my letter!
What would it be?! What would it contain?!
As speculated. It was a letter to myself.
And it goes like so in cursive. Dun dun dun. Things in parenthesis's in this letter were things that I erased but I could still see what I'd written. Everything else is originally how I wrote it soo many years ago.
My Letter to me:
May 31, 2001
Dear Me: (Myself)
How are things doing in 2008 or as that not come yet or are you past that year. Today I'm going to get 200 A.R. points. It is the second to last day of school, I'm in the 5th grade. I have about one dozen friends. My (techer) teacher is Mrs. Call. We are doing (the) a talent show and auction today. As Sadie and or Pepper dieded yet? Do you drive a car yet? Is Nick still my boy friend? If not who? The style of hair for boys these year is short or shaved hair, for girls it is short and curly hair. Will we have space cars? The stuff I do well in is reading, gymnastics, and piano? Am still good at them. I'm I in high school yet? Is the home work hard? Do they do any talent shows or auctions in high school. I could be done with this paper right now I could of not done it at all put I wanted to be truthful to my self. Well thats about it.
Sincley
Sarnic Dirchi
P.S. Rats, I'm done!
lol....I seriously can't remember writing this. There is a vague memory....but its very vague.
And I just have to say.. Awwweeee How cute was I?!! So full of questions. So innocent lol and I obviously thought this assignment was kinda dumb by the last couple of sentences lol.
And I wish we had the technology to write ourselves in the past. Because that would be tons of fun to answer little me back.
So I'm going to do it anyway. :)
January 25, 2012
Dear Little Me;
Things are going pretty good here in the year 2012. I'm finishing up my last semester in College. Yah. Crazy right?! I'm almost done with college! I'm almost done with school for like...ever. Can you even imagine that that little yellow ABC ASL sign on the elementary playground influenced me to do an ASL major? I can't either. It was so long ago. The world itself in 2012 seems to be getting busier and busier and not as friendly. It seems like people are more paranoid and like to blame others for their own mistakes. I wish we could go back to 2001 when the world was an innocent place. After all you wrote your letter in May. You wouldn't know that in 4 months time that 9/11 would happen and the 'good times' would disappear into a state of paranoia. Hold on to the good times little me. You lived in a blissful easy going time. :)
That is awesome that you're going to get 200 AR points today! I remember all the other kids having smaller goals of 10-40 points, but that didn't stop you. You wanted to read as much as possible. You didn't want to just do the minimum you wanted to stretch yourself and improve. :) That is such a great skill that is kinda lacking here in 2012. Everyone just wants to do the minimum. Not the maximum it seems like.
I'm rather jealous that you have a dozen friends at the moment. While I have kept some of my 5th grade friends around, I don't get to see them much. I don't hang out with friends much either and it saddens me. Again, life has gotten much busier so my current friends and I can't hang out much.
I wish I could remember this talent show/ auction that went on. It sounds like fun. Yes we had talent shows in High School, they were basically the same thing as the 5th grade talent shows.
Surprisingly Sadie and Pepper haven't died yet. Though Sadie is getting very old. She's like 14 now, and she's suffered a few strokes and has gone deaf and is basically blind. She spends most of her days sleeping. Pepper is just as hyper as ever and not acting like she's 11 years old.
Yes I drive a car. Kikay and Meralto also drive as well. Isn't that weird to imagine? You're younger siblings driving and going on dates? Its odd.
Unfortunately Nick is no longer my boyfriend. I haven't seen him in years. Not since Jr. High it seems like. We lost contact. :( Currently I don't have a boyfriend. I did for a little bit this time last year, but it didn't work out.
That's interesting about the hairstyles. It seems like guys like to sport longer hair styles here, and girls shorter hair styles, but it depends on the areas. I've seen all different lengths on boys and girls.
Reading is still a favorite pastime of mine, though unfortunately I chose to give up Gymnastics when I turned 12 so I could participate in Young Womens. I do still occasionally play the piano though. Mostly I play hymns for Institute classes -its like church Sunday School but way more fun! Since I'm living in an apartment now, I don't have access to a piano to practice on. Otherwise....I probably would continue to play some more. I plan to buy a piano when I move into a house. Kikay and Meralto took up lessons though. Did you know? Kikay is the only one who actively still plays the piano though with college getting to her she doesn't play as much anymore. She makes up for it when we visit the parents at home though.
Yes. I was in high school. :) It wasn't that bad, you have nothing to fear. The homework wasn't that hard unless it was math. Otherwise, you learn alot and you can do the homework pretty easily. :)
I'm glad that even though you didn't want to, that you took the time to write a letter to me. It brightened my day to hear from you. :) Though I am curious as to why you wanted to be truthful to yourself?
And I am super curious as to why you say Rats. It sounds vaguely familiar to me and I recall using it for a little bit. Why did you ever start using that? Was it something between Jessica and you? She's still my friend by the way. :)
I hope that your summer goes great and that you enjoy the sunny days and lack of homework!
Until I next hear from you.
Enjoy the day!
Sincerely,
Sarnic Dirchi
^^;;; Yes. That was fun to write lol :D
*sniff* Such a sentimental thing. ^^;;;
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed Little Me's and My letters.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was standing near the top of a long fancy staircase waiting to be seen from one of two...or three people on the top of the floor. It was like a reception area in a hotel or a fancy building. There were two lines of us. Girls and Boys all dressed up fancy. The guys were wearing suits, the girls were wearing...well they looked like nightgowns to me. And some of the guys were not in suits. But I was standing with Kikay and the Fuzzies (Fluffy, Fizzie, and Floofy ). They were behind me as we stood waiting. I noticed that this line of hundreds of people were wearing nearly the same colors. Different shades of light/sky blue. There were a few people in line wearing golden/yellow dresses but most of us were wearing the light blue shades. But as I looked closer I noticed that some had more white in them, or some were wearing white. Kikay for example had on a whiter dress then I did. The Fuzzies had some white and blue. I thought I was just blue...but as I looked closer I saw that I was about half and half. Half blue half white.
I turned my attention back to the top of the stair case because my turn was basically next. But then the line got a bit jumbled and a few people went ahead of me. Which scared me because out of the three people I saw...I wanted to go to the first guy. He was tall, had longer brown hair, a beard, and was wearing a robe. The other two looked more normal. A girl and a black guy sitting at the computers. I wanted to go tot he bearded man.
Why?
It was Christ.
Finally the user told me that I should go to the black guy.
My heart dropped a little. But I willingly stepped forward to go to him.
But the black guy looked up and was like "Oh I'm not set up yet! Don't come to me." -Apparently he had just arrived. The girl was busy.
But Christ basically said "Bring Sarnic over to me. She'll be the last before I go grab lunch then come back. So I went to stand before Christ at his desk with computers and other random assortments. He turned to a screen behind him and began scrolling through my life.
I only remember him commenting that I had died after I had decided to hide underneath a flowerbed in my apartment during a fire. -I thought to myself....well that was a stupid way to die as I tried to recall where were there flowerbeds at the Tana?
And then it was time.
Where was he going to put me.
I saw him flick through options.
That basically went like this:
Not close.
Acquaintance.
Close friend
Closer friend
Great Friend
Exclusive friendship.
Inner group friend.
I anxiously watched where he would put me.
He went all the way to inner group friend, hesitated took me down a notch or two...and then put me up a couple of notches into 'Prophet/ess group'
I was like O.o
You put me where?!
That was like the exclusives of the exclusive group.
And I was like....But I'm not a prophet.....
Soo I was rather confused with that...but then Christ stood from his desk and invited me to come along with him. So I followed him to a different area. Where there were tall double doors that lead into a ballroom. He opened them and invited me to come in with him.
It was very easy to talk to Christ. He seemed like an easy going caring guy. He genuinely cared and was very chatty and fun. He seemed so relaxed and happy. It was just fun to be around him. He was a fun person. A person who would tell jokes and such. :)
I hesitated and looked over seeing my sister and the Fuzzies standing in the distance waiting for me.
Christ said that I could go to them in a bit.
I found myself back at the staircase looking at all the different guys.
There seemed to be a few twins and triplets coming up waiting to be judged.
I thought for a moment that there were sextuplets because they all had similar beard mustache things going on. But no.
But I did see a couple of people....who weren't wearing blue/white/or gold. I don't remember what color they were wearing.
But I think Gold meant that these people had an automatic extension....to the celestial kingdom. But I'm not sure. When I first was analyzing what the colors meant while waiting for my turn I came to the conclusion that gold might be below blue and white. Perhaps these people had already chosen what kingdom of glory they went to? I'm not sure.
I was in a room with a couple other guys. They were....testing me. Because I was a mermaid of sorts and they were seeing what I could and couldn't do. But something happened and this wall of glass came crashing down on us. I used a blanket to cover me and one of the guys on the bed from the sharp pieces. When I pulled the blanket down. I saw that the second guy had been covered in glass. I moved to try and get to him, but pieces of glass were digging into my own skin and the first guy basically told me that the guy was dead. So instead we focused on pulling the glass out of our skin...which was painful and I worried that I might not be getting all the pieces out
But me and the same guy made it out alive and we had gotten married. He and I were on our honeymoon driving about the country and getting lost because the roads didn't make sense or they ended up going in a direction we didn't want to go. I dropped off my husband by a racetrack thing...and went to go find a spot, and ended up almost getting forced onto the highway, I turned around before that point though and was heading back up the track when cars started doing 'drag races' in the sense that all these different cars old and new would one at a time go racing down the straight stretch with a concrete barrier on one side and the highway on the other and see how far they would go. Then some cars...when they crashed would have a person eject out of the seat...or somewhere out of the car. The couple I saw ejected out superman style though the movements looked rather odd...like they were manikins instead. I worked my way back up the track to my husband where I had dropped him off by an old school bus...that had cars being catapulted onto it sometimes in the drag races. As I almost reached him one car almost hit me because I was crawling on the road. And when he got there, he was like "yah...they're supposed to eject the man out of the seat and that one epic one you saw was actually a car landing on another car that had gotten stuck in the school bus and that car's guy was ejected so it didn't count."
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
You remember like two days ago when I told you about my letter from my past self?
Well...I had my mom mail it to me. :D
hehe and it came!
lol...I'm actually surprised it managed to get to my house...
haha. My mom left a sticky note on the original envelope (she mailed the letter within another envelope so I could see the original envelope as well.) That apparently I didn't know my zip code when I was 11.
lol checking the envelope...she was right.
I got the first two digits right and the 4th one. But the 3rd and 5th. I put 1 and 8....there is no 1 or 8 in those spots in my zip code.
And apparently I liked to spell North as N-
lol. Anyway. Mistakes in address set aside.
I got my letter!
What would it be?! What would it contain?!
As speculated. It was a letter to myself.
And it goes like so in cursive. Dun dun dun. Things in parenthesis's in this letter were things that I erased but I could still see what I'd written. Everything else is originally how I wrote it soo many years ago.
My Letter to me:
May 31, 2001
Dear Me: (Myself)
How are things doing in 2008 or as that not come yet or are you past that year. Today I'm going to get 200 A.R. points. It is the second to last day of school, I'm in the 5th grade. I have about one dozen friends. My (techer) teacher is Mrs. Call. We are doing (the) a talent show and auction today. As Sadie and or Pepper dieded yet? Do you drive a car yet? Is Nick still my boy friend? If not who? The style of hair for boys these year is short or shaved hair, for girls it is short and curly hair. Will we have space cars? The stuff I do well in is reading, gymnastics, and piano? Am still good at them. I'm I in high school yet? Is the home work hard? Do they do any talent shows or auctions in high school. I could be done with this paper right now I could of not done it at all put I wanted to be truthful to my self. Well thats about it.
Sincley
Sarnic Dirchi
P.S. Rats, I'm done!
lol....I seriously can't remember writing this. There is a vague memory....but its very vague.
And I just have to say.. Awwweeee How cute was I?!! So full of questions. So innocent lol and I obviously thought this assignment was kinda dumb by the last couple of sentences lol.
And I wish we had the technology to write ourselves in the past. Because that would be tons of fun to answer little me back.
So I'm going to do it anyway. :)
January 25, 2012
Dear Little Me;
Things are going pretty good here in the year 2012. I'm finishing up my last semester in College. Yah. Crazy right?! I'm almost done with college! I'm almost done with school for like...ever. Can you even imagine that that little yellow ABC ASL sign on the elementary playground influenced me to do an ASL major? I can't either. It was so long ago. The world itself in 2012 seems to be getting busier and busier and not as friendly. It seems like people are more paranoid and like to blame others for their own mistakes. I wish we could go back to 2001 when the world was an innocent place. After all you wrote your letter in May. You wouldn't know that in 4 months time that 9/11 would happen and the 'good times' would disappear into a state of paranoia. Hold on to the good times little me. You lived in a blissful easy going time. :)
That is awesome that you're going to get 200 AR points today! I remember all the other kids having smaller goals of 10-40 points, but that didn't stop you. You wanted to read as much as possible. You didn't want to just do the minimum you wanted to stretch yourself and improve. :) That is such a great skill that is kinda lacking here in 2012. Everyone just wants to do the minimum. Not the maximum it seems like.
I'm rather jealous that you have a dozen friends at the moment. While I have kept some of my 5th grade friends around, I don't get to see them much. I don't hang out with friends much either and it saddens me. Again, life has gotten much busier so my current friends and I can't hang out much.
I wish I could remember this talent show/ auction that went on. It sounds like fun. Yes we had talent shows in High School, they were basically the same thing as the 5th grade talent shows.
Surprisingly Sadie and Pepper haven't died yet. Though Sadie is getting very old. She's like 14 now, and she's suffered a few strokes and has gone deaf and is basically blind. She spends most of her days sleeping. Pepper is just as hyper as ever and not acting like she's 11 years old.
Yes I drive a car. Kikay and Meralto also drive as well. Isn't that weird to imagine? You're younger siblings driving and going on dates? Its odd.
Unfortunately Nick is no longer my boyfriend. I haven't seen him in years. Not since Jr. High it seems like. We lost contact. :( Currently I don't have a boyfriend. I did for a little bit this time last year, but it didn't work out.
That's interesting about the hairstyles. It seems like guys like to sport longer hair styles here, and girls shorter hair styles, but it depends on the areas. I've seen all different lengths on boys and girls.
Reading is still a favorite pastime of mine, though unfortunately I chose to give up Gymnastics when I turned 12 so I could participate in Young Womens. I do still occasionally play the piano though. Mostly I play hymns for Institute classes -its like church Sunday School but way more fun! Since I'm living in an apartment now, I don't have access to a piano to practice on. Otherwise....I probably would continue to play some more. I plan to buy a piano when I move into a house. Kikay and Meralto took up lessons though. Did you know? Kikay is the only one who actively still plays the piano though with college getting to her she doesn't play as much anymore. She makes up for it when we visit the parents at home though.
Yes. I was in high school. :) It wasn't that bad, you have nothing to fear. The homework wasn't that hard unless it was math. Otherwise, you learn alot and you can do the homework pretty easily. :)
I'm glad that even though you didn't want to, that you took the time to write a letter to me. It brightened my day to hear from you. :) Though I am curious as to why you wanted to be truthful to yourself?
And I am super curious as to why you say Rats. It sounds vaguely familiar to me and I recall using it for a little bit. Why did you ever start using that? Was it something between Jessica and you? She's still my friend by the way. :)
I hope that your summer goes great and that you enjoy the sunny days and lack of homework!
Until I next hear from you.
Enjoy the day!
Sincerely,
Sarnic Dirchi
^^;;; Yes. That was fun to write lol :D
*sniff* Such a sentimental thing. ^^;;;
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed Little Me's and My letters.
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was standing near the top of a long fancy staircase waiting to be seen from one of two...or three people on the top of the floor. It was like a reception area in a hotel or a fancy building. There were two lines of us. Girls and Boys all dressed up fancy. The guys were wearing suits, the girls were wearing...well they looked like nightgowns to me. And some of the guys were not in suits. But I was standing with Kikay and the Fuzzies (Fluffy, Fizzie, and Floofy ). They were behind me as we stood waiting. I noticed that this line of hundreds of people were wearing nearly the same colors. Different shades of light/sky blue. There were a few people in line wearing golden/yellow dresses but most of us were wearing the light blue shades. But as I looked closer I noticed that some had more white in them, or some were wearing white. Kikay for example had on a whiter dress then I did. The Fuzzies had some white and blue. I thought I was just blue...but as I looked closer I saw that I was about half and half. Half blue half white.
I turned my attention back to the top of the stair case because my turn was basically next. But then the line got a bit jumbled and a few people went ahead of me. Which scared me because out of the three people I saw...I wanted to go to the first guy. He was tall, had longer brown hair, a beard, and was wearing a robe. The other two looked more normal. A girl and a black guy sitting at the computers. I wanted to go tot he bearded man.
Why?
It was Christ.
Finally the user told me that I should go to the black guy.
My heart dropped a little. But I willingly stepped forward to go to him.
But the black guy looked up and was like "Oh I'm not set up yet! Don't come to me." -Apparently he had just arrived. The girl was busy.
But Christ basically said "Bring Sarnic over to me. She'll be the last before I go grab lunch then come back. So I went to stand before Christ at his desk with computers and other random assortments. He turned to a screen behind him and began scrolling through my life.
I only remember him commenting that I had died after I had decided to hide underneath a flowerbed in my apartment during a fire. -I thought to myself....well that was a stupid way to die as I tried to recall where were there flowerbeds at the Tana?
And then it was time.
Where was he going to put me.
I saw him flick through options.
That basically went like this:
Not close.
Acquaintance.
Close friend
Closer friend
Great Friend
Exclusive friendship.
Inner group friend.
I anxiously watched where he would put me.
He went all the way to inner group friend, hesitated took me down a notch or two...and then put me up a couple of notches into 'Prophet/ess group'
I was like O.o
You put me where?!
That was like the exclusives of the exclusive group.
And I was like....But I'm not a prophet.....
Soo I was rather confused with that...but then Christ stood from his desk and invited me to come along with him. So I followed him to a different area. Where there were tall double doors that lead into a ballroom. He opened them and invited me to come in with him.
It was very easy to talk to Christ. He seemed like an easy going caring guy. He genuinely cared and was very chatty and fun. He seemed so relaxed and happy. It was just fun to be around him. He was a fun person. A person who would tell jokes and such. :)
I hesitated and looked over seeing my sister and the Fuzzies standing in the distance waiting for me.
Christ said that I could go to them in a bit.
I found myself back at the staircase looking at all the different guys.
There seemed to be a few twins and triplets coming up waiting to be judged.
I thought for a moment that there were sextuplets because they all had similar beard mustache things going on. But no.
But I did see a couple of people....who weren't wearing blue/white/or gold. I don't remember what color they were wearing.
But I think Gold meant that these people had an automatic extension....to the celestial kingdom. But I'm not sure. When I first was analyzing what the colors meant while waiting for my turn I came to the conclusion that gold might be below blue and white. Perhaps these people had already chosen what kingdom of glory they went to? I'm not sure.
I was in a room with a couple other guys. They were....testing me. Because I was a mermaid of sorts and they were seeing what I could and couldn't do. But something happened and this wall of glass came crashing down on us. I used a blanket to cover me and one of the guys on the bed from the sharp pieces. When I pulled the blanket down. I saw that the second guy had been covered in glass. I moved to try and get to him, but pieces of glass were digging into my own skin and the first guy basically told me that the guy was dead. So instead we focused on pulling the glass out of our skin...which was painful and I worried that I might not be getting all the pieces out
But me and the same guy made it out alive and we had gotten married. He and I were on our honeymoon driving about the country and getting lost because the roads didn't make sense or they ended up going in a direction we didn't want to go. I dropped off my husband by a racetrack thing...and went to go find a spot, and ended up almost getting forced onto the highway, I turned around before that point though and was heading back up the track when cars started doing 'drag races' in the sense that all these different cars old and new would one at a time go racing down the straight stretch with a concrete barrier on one side and the highway on the other and see how far they would go. Then some cars...when they crashed would have a person eject out of the seat...or somewhere out of the car. The couple I saw ejected out superman style though the movements looked rather odd...like they were manikins instead. I worked my way back up the track to my husband where I had dropped him off by an old school bus...that had cars being catapulted onto it sometimes in the drag races. As I almost reached him one car almost hit me because I was crawling on the road. And when he got there, he was like "yah...they're supposed to eject the man out of the seat and that one epic one you saw was actually a car landing on another car that had gotten stuck in the school bus and that car's guy was ejected so it didn't count."
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Are you Batty Too?
Kikay will do strange things sometimes at night.
I'll talk to her the next day and find out that she wrote a bunch, or drew this, or looked up that, or organized this....if she can't sleep....she finds strange things to do.
Not really strange, it actually makes sense what she does.
Its just strange she decides to do them 'after she's gone to bed'
Usually...that's my job. ;) haha White Ninja like.
To sneak around and do this and that when everyone else is going to or has gone to bed.
So the night before last night.
Kikay decided to look up an animal quiz.
She did this to try and figure out 'potential patronuses (patronusi?)' that some people could have.
And she came across this quiz http://www.animalinyou.com/test.php
She took it and got a Fox.
Then decided...yesterday, that she would have me take it as well. lol
We ended up getting our other roommates to take it as well to see what animal we were.
Kikay got a Fox. Kah got a Shrew. Ti had a Sable. and I got the Bat.
Ooo A Bat! :) lol
And beyond telling you what your animal is. It will tell you some of the 'personality' or 'characteristics' that people with this animal could have.
I found it interesting and pretty true. :)
So I thought I'd share what the bat said about me.
This is a decidedly nonconformist creature, for as an airborne personality, the bat tends to look down at the conventions of the ground animals. I am nonconformist...and airborne does sound like me. Looking down...yah...I do that a little....okay more then a little. Y_Y'''' I'm working on that....
And yet, since it is not a true bird and has not mastered the art of smooth controlled flight, it often appears awkward in social situations (hence the phrase "acting batty"). I often feel awkward. Especially when I try to tell a funny story. I think I tell them wrong...I'm only Batty when I'm hyper. ;)
But as compensation for this social ungainliness, many bat personalities sport a built-in radar which enables them to intuitively read the motivations of others. Yes...I can tell peoples motivations. I can sometimes also tell what I need to say in order to motivate them.
Identifying bat personalities is not difficult. :( But I want to be Difficult! ;)
Being nocturnal creatures, they come alive at night and can be spotted in underground clubs or dimly lit bars. So true about coming alive at Night. I love night life. So quiet. But you won't find me in a club or any dimly lit bars. *shakes head* Nope nope.
They prefer the sanctuary of dark clothing and dark corners, and you'll never see a bat sporting a heavy tan. Yah...I don't tan. I'm pretty pale. I like to wear greens and browns and purples. But also Red...red isn't dark...
These are intelligent, spiritual, creative individuals who use their full range of senses (other than their poor eyesight) to carefully navigate their way through life. Hey! Just because I wear contacts doesn't mean I have poor eyesight! Disagree. But they complimented me before that. Aww ^^ -its true. ;)
Bats have a habit of flitting in and out of social situations, swooping down to interact briefly with others before quickly flying off to resume their bat lives. Very true here. Its how I roll. :P
Unassertive and aloof, they'll take flight at the first hint of a confrontation to seek comfort in their personal spaces, generally decorated in unusual but expressive ways. Yes. When friends fight I don't pick a side. I leave until its over with. And yes...my room is unusually decorated :D
A sixth sense gives bats a number of advantages in their work, and their insightful nature enables them to understand others better than they understand themselves. Okay..... I like the sixth sense thing. :)
This intuitiveness makes bats excellent psychiatrists, psychologists, social workers and palm readers.
Ha. Palm reader. lol funny...I want to try that out now. See how well I do. lol.
They respond poorly to direction however, and function best as a sole practitioners in their own business. I'm going to go with "it depends on how the direction is given' but...yah...true enough.
Preferring to work at night and sleep by day, a bat's job must be flexible enough to accommodate these unusual hours. Oh man! I don't know how often I've said that I wish I could switch my schedule so I'm awake all night. I think I'd be more proactive at night if I ever do switch it up.
A creative streak often finds them in the design and architectural fields, and their unique relationship with dark caves makes you a natural archaeologist or spelunker. Sweet. I've considered being an archaeologist. It seems like a fun thing to do. I like history.
Although the bat's spiritual side is always on display, they are not overly emotional. Unless hyper.
Because of their unusual and sometimes awkward approach to life they can sometimes have difficulty finding companions. ....yah....
However, bats respond well to anyone who shares their philosophical perspective, and they love spending long hours in deep conversation. True on the conversation...not deep though. I try to avoid philosophy. The arguments are just circular and annoying.
Once they have successfully located a partner, bats prove to be both dependable and committed companions. I am dependable and committed once I set my mind to it. :)
Ah.
Personality Quizzes.
Ha! I found the name of the website www.blogthings.com/quizzes
Anyway. When I took a quiz that struck particularly true I would add it to my 'about me' when I used to play www.gaiaonline.com
Those were fun days.
Then it got too time consuming for both Blogthings and Gaia.
So I just....stopped. Maybe I'll get back into both in the future...
I don't know. Actually other time consuming websites have taken their place....hmmmm
So yah. :)
That's my Bat personality. lol.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
The scene opened up almost like a CSI scene. Where you slowly enter the room and there is a guy sitting in a chair. But as you come around to see him fully.
He was peppered with arrows. Well, more like darts. This man had darts stuck all over his body and attached to the darts were strings and the strings led to points on a wall map that was on like a small board in front of the dude sitting in the lazy chair. And that map was covered in lines as well and it basically all looked like a convoluted mess.
I thought that the guy was dead at first.
But apparently he was still alive.
Because when two of his friends came in and found him.
He was like "They're after me! After us! He's coming!" or something like that and the two friends were like O.o dude!!
One of the guys figured out that the strings leading to the different cities which then had lines leading to certain letters....was a code. Whoever had done this had left a message. And one of them was in Texas and involved the letter M...E....it changed.
And the guy was like "We can't tell anybody about this! He'll kill us. He could be watching us now!"
So they went off....
and I needed to pack up so we could load everything in the car because our vacation at the cabin was almost over. I had a green bag and I had loaded a few things like clothes and stuffed animals into it when I realized that I'd forgotten to put in the square items first. The Square Items were my scriptures and the case of the 8 Harry Potter movies that looks like a trunk.
So I loaded those in and was working on figuring out how I'd get all my other things into this one bag, particularly my stuffed animals and work on getting the rest of the house ready and cleaning and such.
When the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
I'll talk to her the next day and find out that she wrote a bunch, or drew this, or looked up that, or organized this....if she can't sleep....she finds strange things to do.
Not really strange, it actually makes sense what she does.
Its just strange she decides to do them 'after she's gone to bed'
Usually...that's my job. ;) haha White Ninja like.
To sneak around and do this and that when everyone else is going to or has gone to bed.
So the night before last night.
Kikay decided to look up an animal quiz.
She did this to try and figure out 'potential patronuses (patronusi?)' that some people could have.
And she came across this quiz http://www.animalinyou.com/test.php
She took it and got a Fox.
Then decided...yesterday, that she would have me take it as well. lol
We ended up getting our other roommates to take it as well to see what animal we were.
Kikay got a Fox. Kah got a Shrew. Ti had a Sable. and I got the Bat.
Ooo A Bat! :) lol
And beyond telling you what your animal is. It will tell you some of the 'personality' or 'characteristics' that people with this animal could have.
I found it interesting and pretty true. :)
So I thought I'd share what the bat said about me.
This is a decidedly nonconformist creature, for as an airborne personality, the bat tends to look down at the conventions of the ground animals. I am nonconformist...and airborne does sound like me. Looking down...yah...I do that a little....okay more then a little. Y_Y'''' I'm working on that....
And yet, since it is not a true bird and has not mastered the art of smooth controlled flight, it often appears awkward in social situations (hence the phrase "acting batty"). I often feel awkward. Especially when I try to tell a funny story. I think I tell them wrong...I'm only Batty when I'm hyper. ;)
But as compensation for this social ungainliness, many bat personalities sport a built-in radar which enables them to intuitively read the motivations of others. Yes...I can tell peoples motivations. I can sometimes also tell what I need to say in order to motivate them.
Identifying bat personalities is not difficult. :( But I want to be Difficult! ;)
Being nocturnal creatures, they come alive at night and can be spotted in underground clubs or dimly lit bars. So true about coming alive at Night. I love night life. So quiet. But you won't find me in a club or any dimly lit bars. *shakes head* Nope nope.
They prefer the sanctuary of dark clothing and dark corners, and you'll never see a bat sporting a heavy tan. Yah...I don't tan. I'm pretty pale. I like to wear greens and browns and purples. But also Red...red isn't dark...
These are intelligent, spiritual, creative individuals who use their full range of senses (other than their poor eyesight) to carefully navigate their way through life. Hey! Just because I wear contacts doesn't mean I have poor eyesight! Disagree. But they complimented me before that. Aww ^^ -its true. ;)
Bats have a habit of flitting in and out of social situations, swooping down to interact briefly with others before quickly flying off to resume their bat lives. Very true here. Its how I roll. :P
Unassertive and aloof, they'll take flight at the first hint of a confrontation to seek comfort in their personal spaces, generally decorated in unusual but expressive ways. Yes. When friends fight I don't pick a side. I leave until its over with. And yes...my room is unusually decorated :D
A sixth sense gives bats a number of advantages in their work, and their insightful nature enables them to understand others better than they understand themselves. Okay..... I like the sixth sense thing. :)
This intuitiveness makes bats excellent psychiatrists, psychologists, social workers and palm readers.
Ha. Palm reader. lol funny...I want to try that out now. See how well I do. lol.
They respond poorly to direction however, and function best as a sole practitioners in their own business. I'm going to go with "it depends on how the direction is given' but...yah...true enough.
Preferring to work at night and sleep by day, a bat's job must be flexible enough to accommodate these unusual hours. Oh man! I don't know how often I've said that I wish I could switch my schedule so I'm awake all night. I think I'd be more proactive at night if I ever do switch it up.
A creative streak often finds them in the design and architectural fields, and their unique relationship with dark caves makes you a natural archaeologist or spelunker. Sweet. I've considered being an archaeologist. It seems like a fun thing to do. I like history.
Although the bat's spiritual side is always on display, they are not overly emotional. Unless hyper.
Because of their unusual and sometimes awkward approach to life they can sometimes have difficulty finding companions. ....yah....
However, bats respond well to anyone who shares their philosophical perspective, and they love spending long hours in deep conversation. True on the conversation...not deep though. I try to avoid philosophy. The arguments are just circular and annoying.
Once they have successfully located a partner, bats prove to be both dependable and committed companions. I am dependable and committed once I set my mind to it. :)
Ah.
Personality Quizzes.
Ha! I found the name of the website www.blogthings.com/quizzes
Anyway. When I took a quiz that struck particularly true I would add it to my 'about me' when I used to play www.gaiaonline.com
Those were fun days.
Then it got too time consuming for both Blogthings and Gaia.
So I just....stopped. Maybe I'll get back into both in the future...
I don't know. Actually other time consuming websites have taken their place....hmmmm
So yah. :)
That's my Bat personality. lol.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
The scene opened up almost like a CSI scene. Where you slowly enter the room and there is a guy sitting in a chair. But as you come around to see him fully.
He was peppered with arrows. Well, more like darts. This man had darts stuck all over his body and attached to the darts were strings and the strings led to points on a wall map that was on like a small board in front of the dude sitting in the lazy chair. And that map was covered in lines as well and it basically all looked like a convoluted mess.
I thought that the guy was dead at first.
But apparently he was still alive.
Because when two of his friends came in and found him.
He was like "They're after me! After us! He's coming!" or something like that and the two friends were like O.o dude!!
One of the guys figured out that the strings leading to the different cities which then had lines leading to certain letters....was a code. Whoever had done this had left a message. And one of them was in Texas and involved the letter M...E....it changed.
And the guy was like "We can't tell anybody about this! He'll kill us. He could be watching us now!"
So they went off....
and I needed to pack up so we could load everything in the car because our vacation at the cabin was almost over. I had a green bag and I had loaded a few things like clothes and stuffed animals into it when I realized that I'd forgotten to put in the square items first. The Square Items were my scriptures and the case of the 8 Harry Potter movies that looks like a trunk.
So I loaded those in and was working on figuring out how I'd get all my other things into this one bag, particularly my stuffed animals and work on getting the rest of the house ready and cleaning and such.
When the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Monday, January 23, 2012
Letter from the Past
I just got a call from my Mom.
Apparently I just got a letter from myself in the mail.
O.o
In the split moment before my mom told me how this was possible....
I thought to myself.
Self....have you written a letter recently to yourself?
Nope.
Not recently.
I wrote one a while back...but I already got that one.
Then my mom said.
"Yah, it has a younger picture of you on the back and it says "Mrs. Call."
O.O
I got a letter from myself from 5th Grade?!
*blink blink*
I don't remember this!
O.o How can I not remember writing a letter to myself?!?!
(It's pretty easy actually, other things come up....)
And the worst part.
I WAS HOME like TWO days AGO!!
But no....this letter couldn't come then.
It had to come today!
>.>
<.<
Must... know what is in this White Ninja Envelope that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.....
I wonder if I was creative, or serious, or just plain silly. I think I was creative. Perhaps spiritual too. Sooo curious I don't know what to think! Oh.. RED NINJA! ;) haha.
Luckily...my Mom is going to mail it too me. :D
It should arrive in the next couple of days.
Because you know...I'm not patient enough to wait until the next time I go up to visit to get it.
No. I want it ASAP.
lol.
Because I want to see what little me wrote.
:)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
There was a....bit of a race going on.
Where different groups were trying to sew these silk like pieces together -blue and white...maybe gold... into one huge piece for a parade in the institute underground parking area.
I could hear the timer counting down.
As we hurried about in our little groups to make something unique, but make it be able to fit all together in one long quilt thing.
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Apparently I just got a letter from myself in the mail.
O.o
In the split moment before my mom told me how this was possible....
I thought to myself.
Self....have you written a letter recently to yourself?
Nope.
Not recently.
I wrote one a while back...but I already got that one.
Then my mom said.
"Yah, it has a younger picture of you on the back and it says "Mrs. Call."
O.O
I got a letter from myself from 5th Grade?!
*blink blink*
I don't remember this!
O.o How can I not remember writing a letter to myself?!?!
(It's pretty easy actually, other things come up....)
And the worst part.
I WAS HOME like TWO days AGO!!
But no....this letter couldn't come then.
It had to come today!
>.>
<.<
Must... know what is in this White Ninja Envelope that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.....
I wonder if I was creative, or serious, or just plain silly. I think I was creative. Perhaps spiritual too. Sooo curious I don't know what to think! Oh.. RED NINJA! ;) haha.
Luckily...my Mom is going to mail it too me. :D
It should arrive in the next couple of days.
Because you know...I'm not patient enough to wait until the next time I go up to visit to get it.
No. I want it ASAP.
lol.
Because I want to see what little me wrote.
:)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
There was a....bit of a race going on.
Where different groups were trying to sew these silk like pieces together -blue and white...maybe gold... into one huge piece for a parade in the institute underground parking area.
I could hear the timer counting down.
As we hurried about in our little groups to make something unique, but make it be able to fit all together in one long quilt thing.
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Sunday, January 22, 2012
April 1990 Conference Saturday Afternoon
Time for the next part of the 1990 April General Conference. :)
Enjoy! :)
Saturday Afternoon
Thomas S. Monson-The Sustaining of Church Officers
Gordan B. Hinckley – First Counselor
Thomas S. Monson – Second Counselor
Howard W. Hunter –President of the Council of the 12 Apostles
Boyd K. Packer
Marvin J. Ashton
L. Tom Perry
David B. Haight
James E. Faust
Neal A. Maxwell
Russell M. Nelson
Dallin H. Oaks
M. Russell Ballard
Joseph B. Wirthlin
Richard G. Scott
Wilford G. Edling- The Church Audit Committee Report
F. Michael Watson- Statistical Report 1989
~Total membership at the close of 1989 -7,300,000
David B. Haight- Filling the Whole Earth
~The truth of God will go forth boldly,... till it has penetrated every continent, visited every clime, swept every country, and sounded in every ear, till the purposes of God shall be accomplished, and the Great Jehovah shall say the work is done.
~America
~The Bible is replete with admonitions to remember the might acts of God as He has intervened in history for His people. We are witnesses of His mighty, intervening hand in the world even today.
~Do not underestimate the profound influence--politically and socially--of the principles of the restored gospel upon all of mankind.
~Save [them] from error,...to turn...from evil and to learn to do good.
~We may not be responsible for past generations, but we cannot escape the responsibility for this present one.
~We must prove ourselves, have the desire, and be found worthy to assist the Lord in accomplishing His purposes with men on earth.
Hans B. Ringger- Choose You This Day
~It is one thing to know the way, and another to take it. Some of us probably struggle to find guiding principles, some sort of foundation on which to build, and others have designed the perfect plan but never find the motivation, time, or courage to use it. In one way or another, we are paralyzed by the lack of understanding that true happiness comes from realizing our plans, beliefs, and hopes.
~Our lives must be founded on true principles and our actions must reflect that. but I do not believe that wee can pick and choose which principles are the most convenient ones.
~A double minded man is unstable in all his ways.
~A Christian life demands decision and dedication. It is a dedication that is free of fanaticism but full of understanding and love. It is a dedication that knows no selfishness but yet knows of our personal needs. It is a dedication that embraces all mankind and yet keeps an eye single to the Lord. And it is a dedication that brings joy but is seldom free of hardship, disappointment, and discomfort.
~The needy are all around us. Too often, however, we are blind to those needs or fear those people whose company makes us feel uncomfortable.
~Let us decide to serve now, even if that means leaving the comfort of our homes temporarily.
~We cannot hope for a better world, for more perfect governments and societies, if we are not wiling to do our share.
~We need to look around us, and if we cannot see poverty, illness, and despair in our own neighborhood or ward, then we have to look harder.
~Service should never discriminate and is hardly ever easy.
~I believe that no good cause is in vain, and if we can only touch one life, the world is a better place. Choose your service today, and choose it wisely.
~To say “I cannot” is a decision for no. It is a decision that will rob us of the very happiness we are seeking.
Spencer J. Condie- Some Scriptural Lessons on Leadership
Enjoy! :)
Saturday Afternoon
Thomas S. Monson-The Sustaining of Church Officers
Ezra Taft Benson –Prophet
Gordan B. Hinckley – First Counselor
Thomas S. Monson – Second Counselor
Howard W. Hunter –President of the Council of the 12 Apostles
Boyd K. Packer
Marvin J. Ashton
L. Tom Perry
David B. Haight
James E. Faust
Neal A. Maxwell
Russell M. Nelson
Dallin H. Oaks
M. Russell Ballard
Joseph B. Wirthlin
Richard G. Scott
Wilford G. Edling- The Church Audit Committee Report
F. Michael Watson- Statistical Report 1989
~Total membership at the close of 1989 -7,300,000
David B. Haight- Filling the Whole Earth
~The truth of God will go forth boldly,... till it has penetrated every continent, visited every clime, swept every country, and sounded in every ear, till the purposes of God shall be accomplished, and the Great Jehovah shall say the work is done.
~
~The Bible is replete with admonitions to remember the might acts of God as He has intervened in history for His people. We are witnesses of His mighty, intervening hand in the world even today.
~Do not underestimate the profound influence--politically and socially--of the principles of the restored gospel upon all of mankind.
~Save [them] from error,...to turn...from evil and to learn to do good.
~We may not be responsible for past generations, but we cannot escape the responsibility for this present one.
~We must prove ourselves, have the desire, and be found worthy to assist the Lord in accomplishing His purposes with men on earth.
Hans B. Ringger- Choose You This Day
~It is one thing to know the way, and another to take it. Some of us probably struggle to find guiding principles, some sort of foundation on which to build, and others have designed the perfect plan but never find the motivation, time, or courage to use it. In one way or another, we are paralyzed by the lack of understanding that true happiness comes from realizing our plans, beliefs, and hopes.
~Our lives must be founded on true principles and our actions must reflect that. but I do not believe that wee can pick and choose which principles are the most convenient ones.
~A double minded man is unstable in all his ways.
~A Christian life demands decision and dedication. It is a dedication that is free of fanaticism but full of understanding and love. It is a dedication that knows no selfishness but yet knows of our personal needs. It is a dedication that embraces all mankind and yet keeps an eye single to the Lord. And it is a dedication that brings joy but is seldom free of hardship, disappointment, and discomfort.
~The needy are all around us. Too often, however, we are blind to those needs or fear those people whose company makes us feel uncomfortable.
~Let us decide to serve now, even if that means leaving the comfort of our homes temporarily.
~We cannot hope for a better world, for more perfect governments and societies, if we are not wiling to do our share.
~We need to look around us, and if we cannot see poverty, illness, and despair in our own neighborhood or ward, then we have to look harder.
~Service should never discriminate and is hardly ever easy.
~I believe that no good cause is in vain, and if we can only touch one life, the world is a better place. Choose your service today, and choose it wisely.
~To say “I cannot” is a decision for no. It is a decision that will rob us of the very happiness we are seeking.
Spencer J. Condie- Some Scriptural Lessons on Leadership
~A leader must have a vision of the work which lies ahead.
~A leader must be humble and obedient.
~We learn that even kings must be careful. Leadership positions do not totally protect us from temptation.
~Knowledge and wisdom alone do not qualify people to lead.
~And they spake unto him, saying, If thou wilt be a servant unto this people this day, and wilt serve them, and answer them, and speak good words to them, and they will be thy servants for ever.
~If any man desire to be first, the same shall be last of all, and servant of all.
~To lead is to serve
~Leaders can make a difference! Faith in the Lord and high expectations can bring about a mighty change of heart among an entire people.
~Leaders are duty-bound and obligated to prepare others to take their place at some future time.
~A great leader must have high expectations, tempered with patience.
~Perfection takes a long, long time.
~A leader in the Lord’s kingdom must be meek and lowly of heart.
F. Melvin Hammond- The Resurrection
~To the credit of gentle, loving women everywhere, our Redeemer chose as the first mortal witness of His resurrection from the dead a woman, Mary Magdalene.
Joseph B. Wirthlin- Personal Integrity
~Love him, because of the integrity of his heart, and because he loveth that which is right.
~To me, integrity means always doing what is right and good, regardless of the immediate consequences. It means being righteous from the very depth of our soul, not only in our actions but, more importantly, in our thoughts and in our hearts. Personal integrity implies such trustworthiness and incorruptibility that we are incapable of being false to a trust or covenant.
~We all have within us the ability to know what is right and good.
~Having received the Spirit of Christ to know good from evil, we should always choose the good.
~Integrity, a firm adherence to the highest moral and ethical standards, is essential to the life of a true Latter-day Saint.
~Integrity is so precious that it is beyond price; it is invaluable.
~His integrity and character, more than the brilliance of his intellect, made him the choice of his countrymen as their leader.
~He marched, built, sawed, hewed, plowed, planted with everyone else. His muscular body was a result of physical exertion. His mind was ‘an IDEAL’ of unrelenting seeking.
~His greatness did not lie alone in prophesying,… speaking, or writing, but in what he was.
~A man’s true greatness is not in what he says he is, nor in what people say he is; [but really] in what he really is.”
~Our integrity determines what we really are.
~A little lying, a little cheating, or taking a little unfair advantage are not acceptable to the Lord. The scriptures warn that these are Satan’s ways to lead us carefully down to [destruction].
~The world desperately needs men and women of integrity.
~If thou borrowest… , thou shalt restore that which thou hast borrowed.
~Oh, how we wish for more honesty and less corruption, more goodness instead of so much cleverness, and more wisdom in lieu of unanchored brilliance.
~The rewards of integrity are immeasurable. One is the indescribable inner peace and serenity that come from knowing we are doing what is right; another is an absence of the guilt and anxiety that accompany sin.
~When we are doing what is right, we will not feel timid and hesitant about seeking divine direction.
~My brothers and sisters, let us live true to the trust the Lord has placed in us. Let us strive for personal, practical integrity in every endeavor, regardless of how mundane or inconsequential it may seem. The small matters accumulate to the shape the direction of our lives.
Neal A. Maxwell- Endure It Well
~What has happened today would not have occurred had you not married so well spiritually so many years ago.
~First, because God has repeatedly said He would structure mortality to be a proving and testing experience.
~Hence, enduring is vital, and those who so last will be first spiritually!
~We tend to think only in terms of our endurance, but it is God’s patient long-suffering which provides us with our chances to improve, affording us urgently needed developmental space or time.
~Otherwise, if certain mortal experiences were cut short, it would be like pulling up a flower to see how the roots are doing. Put another way, too many anxious openings of the oven door, and the cake falls instead of rising. Moreover, enforced change usually does not last, while productive enduring can ingrain permanent change.
~Patient endurance is to be distinguished from merely being “acted upon.” Endurance is more than pacing up and down within the cell of our circumstance; it is not only acceptance of the things allotted to us, it is to “ct for ourselves” by magnifying what is allotted to us.
~If, for instance, we are always taking our temperature to see if we are happy, we will not be. If we are constantly comparing to see if things are fair, we are not only being unrealistic, we are being unfair to ourselves.
~Therefore, true enduring represents not merely the passage of time, but the passage of the soul—and not merely from A to B, but sometimes all the way from A to Z. To endure in faith and doeth God’s will.
~Rather than shoulder-shrugging, true enduring is soul-trembling.
~Sometimes spiritual obedience requires us to ‘hold on’ lovingly, such as to a rebellious child, while others cry, ‘Let go!’ Enduring may likewise mean, however, ‘letting go,’ when everything within us wants to ‘hold on,’ such as to a loved one ‘appointed unto death.’
~You and I tend to dally over and dabble in temptations, entertaining them for a while, even if we later evict them. However, to give temptations any heed can set the stage for later succumbing.
~The customized challenges are often the toughest and the most ironical.
~Will we have the same perceptive tolerance for those being wrenched by a cruel irony? When, for the moment, we ourselves are not being stretched on a particular cross, we ought to be at the foot of someone else’s—full of empathy and proffering spiritual refreshment. On the straight, narrow path, which leads to our little Calvarys, one does not hear a serious traveler exclaiming, “Look, no hands!”
~How many times have good individuals done the right thing initially only to break under subsequent stress? Sustaining correct conduct for a difficult moment under extraordinary stress is very commendable, but so is coping with sustained stress subtly present in seeming routineness. Either way, however, we are to ‘run with patience the race that is set before us’, and it is a marathon, not a dash.
~For I have learned by experience that the Lord hat blessed me for thy sake.
~Without patient and meek endurance we will learn less, see less, feel less, and hear less. We who are egocentric and impatient shut down so much of our receiving capacity.
~Moreover, we find that sorrow can actually enlarge the mind and heart in order to ‘give place,’ expanded space for later joy.
~Puzzlement, for instance, is often the knob on the door of insight.
~God is easily pleased, but hard to satisfy.
~Some afflictions are physical, others mental, or so begin. Often, however, they are interactive, forming a special pain.
~You and I see in those who “endure it well’ a quiet, peaceful majesty, an unspoken, inner awareness that, like Paul, they have ‘kept the faith.’ And they know it, though they do not speak of it.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Rain vs Snow
I don't understand why people think driving in Rain is better then Driving in Snow.
I totally disagree.
I prefer to drive in Snow then in Rain.
Rain....it patters on the road, dulls the color, and makes the road's surface reflective so its very difficult to see the lines on the road sometimes.
No...I do not like rain.
At least with snow, you can follow another car's tracks and the white stuff doesn't cause the road surface to be reflective. Sure it will cover the road eventually. But it takes time to do so.
Rain....once it comes...there's no getting away from it.
I've had way more traumatic experiences in Rain then in Snow.
Especially when the Rain is Pounding down in thick Sheets of rainness.
Today...it was like that.
Raining cats and dogs.
The moisture coming down out of the sky like there was no tomorrow.
It was a bit....tense on the highway.
All the cars driving by had this tail of rain sliding off of it, and if I got too close to the vehicle in front of me, the tail of rain would blind me so I had to back off.
And oh...when those semi's came roaring by!
I made sure to hop over quick like to get more distance between me and it so that their own moving rainstorm wouldn't blind me further.
No. I do not like driving in the rain.
Snow doesn't hide anything.
Rain...puddles can be way deeper then expected.
SPLASH!
AHHHH!!!
;) lol
So...I'm glad that the rain today turned into snow.
I like driving in the snow.
The soft white fluffy stuff doesn't seem as intimidating. ;) lol
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was at a youth conference thing. I felt a bit out of place since I'm sure I was older then all the young ones. They were 12 I was....my regular age.
Weezi, my old young women's leader was there and suggested that I come participate in a drawing. In order to do that I had to wear these stilts and pretend that I was...injured. That I had no feet. Because this was a competition drawing for people who had lost their feet or something. I was totally fine, but I was wearing really tall stilts. like ten feet high or so. I didn't think much of it and I was walking around a grocery store when Weezi came up to me and said. "They called your name! Go collect your prize!" So I went over there struggling a little with my balance and ended up getting off my stilts to collect my prize though nobody could see my feet due to the really long pants I was wearing, I felt guilty to deceive everyone, but it seemed like Weezi had some sort of hold over me. She needed the money I had won. I continued walking around the store/warehouse place on stilts occasionally getting off them in order to get to lower things and such,
when the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
I totally disagree.
I prefer to drive in Snow then in Rain.
Rain....it patters on the road, dulls the color, and makes the road's surface reflective so its very difficult to see the lines on the road sometimes.
No...I do not like rain.
At least with snow, you can follow another car's tracks and the white stuff doesn't cause the road surface to be reflective. Sure it will cover the road eventually. But it takes time to do so.
Rain....once it comes...there's no getting away from it.
I've had way more traumatic experiences in Rain then in Snow.
Especially when the Rain is Pounding down in thick Sheets of rainness.
Today...it was like that.
Raining cats and dogs.
The moisture coming down out of the sky like there was no tomorrow.
It was a bit....tense on the highway.
All the cars driving by had this tail of rain sliding off of it, and if I got too close to the vehicle in front of me, the tail of rain would blind me so I had to back off.
And oh...when those semi's came roaring by!
I made sure to hop over quick like to get more distance between me and it so that their own moving rainstorm wouldn't blind me further.
No. I do not like driving in the rain.
Snow doesn't hide anything.
Rain...puddles can be way deeper then expected.
SPLASH!
AHHHH!!!
;) lol
So...I'm glad that the rain today turned into snow.
I like driving in the snow.
The soft white fluffy stuff doesn't seem as intimidating. ;) lol
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I was at a youth conference thing. I felt a bit out of place since I'm sure I was older then all the young ones. They were 12 I was....my regular age.
Weezi, my old young women's leader was there and suggested that I come participate in a drawing. In order to do that I had to wear these stilts and pretend that I was...injured. That I had no feet. Because this was a competition drawing for people who had lost their feet or something. I was totally fine, but I was wearing really tall stilts. like ten feet high or so. I didn't think much of it and I was walking around a grocery store when Weezi came up to me and said. "They called your name! Go collect your prize!" So I went over there struggling a little with my balance and ended up getting off my stilts to collect my prize though nobody could see my feet due to the really long pants I was wearing, I felt guilty to deceive everyone, but it seemed like Weezi had some sort of hold over me. She needed the money I had won. I continued walking around the store/warehouse place on stilts occasionally getting off them in order to get to lower things and such,
when the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Friday, January 20, 2012
It's Just Another Test...Right?
Its hard to take a test I've never taken before seriously.
Even when its a serious test.
I halfway go into the testing area...with a 'I'll do my best' attitude.
Some days there's more confidence in that statement.
Other times its more of a hopeless statement of "well here goes nothing!"
Yet I've taken on the attitude of "I don't know how this first test will go so I'll study like so and hope that I do well and if I don't I know what to do for the next test next time."
I think the only time I took a test...somewhat seriously and went through the effort of getting testing materials and using them as guidelines for my test.... was the first time I took the ACT. I used the practice test to give me a better idea of what I would be facing.
The second time I took the ACT (To try and get one score higher then my first score so I had a better chance at getting the scholarship I wanted) That didn't work out. Because the practice test....was the test from the first ACT I took. And once I've seen the answers to something....it doesn't feel like studying, just repeating...so the second ACT I reversed...taking a more laid back approach then the first test. -I did get one point higher.
Yet other tests...not so much.
Tomorrow....I have a Certification Test. To get a Certificate of "Hey! You CAN do this! Use this to show proof you can and get a job!' Certificate.
I'm actually not that worried about it.
I generally don't take the attitude of "My life is SO OVER!" if I do badly on a test. I am usually like "Oh..man. Y_Y *sniff* Hmmmm :( :) Okay...well I'll try something different and take the test again!" type of attitude.
-Unless its Anatomy.....I basically gave up on trying to do better....there would always be some question on those quizzes that I wouldn't know even if I studied more then I did. -Passed the class though. :) yay!
But this test....I guess it feels like an accumulation of the past 4 years of college.
All my classes relating to this Certification Test....have prepared me for it.
I've done the stimuli. I've interned in real life situations. I've basically been practicing and 'studying' for this test for a while.
Hence....why I'm not that....worried about it. I know the stuff!
What I am worried about is why I'm not worried about it.
And I think its because I have the attitude of "I've done the real life thing! sure...it wasn't perfect. But we made everyone understand in the end!" lol
I don't have to be the perfect best.
But I do need to be good.
So here's to hoping that me thinking 'this won't be too bad' is actually true for the test tomorrow. lol :)
And that I can keep the excited butterflies in my chest excited and not worried. :)
Ooo This is going to Be FUN!!! ;) lol
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I walked into a car lot, that was like three houses up from my house and spoke to this tall gangly dude with lighter brown colored hair. I told him that I wanted to buy a car. A Ford Explorer. So he took me out onto the lot and showed me their newest Explorer, it was a silver colored car. Kinda like an SUV. I basically said "I'll take it!" and paid for it, signed the paper work. Paid the money. And thought to myself...wait....that's not what I wanted to do! But I had already bought the car. And the salesman was kind enough to walk me to my home. The carsman dude wasn't that excited about me buying that car either, so he said that I could return it tomorrow if I wanted for the full 12500 cost. Because he wanted me to get my money back and he didn't want to have to finance this car....because I had no job to pay for the car..I'm not sure where i got the money from. But it seemed like he was going to be like a 'bank loaner' and had me out on a 'car loan' and he wasn't anxious to do that, so he said I could return my car if I wanted to. Since I didn't really want a silver car...I was actually considering his offer,
when the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Even when its a serious test.
I halfway go into the testing area...with a 'I'll do my best' attitude.
Some days there's more confidence in that statement.
Other times its more of a hopeless statement of "well here goes nothing!"
Yet I've taken on the attitude of "I don't know how this first test will go so I'll study like so and hope that I do well and if I don't I know what to do for the next test next time."
I think the only time I took a test...somewhat seriously and went through the effort of getting testing materials and using them as guidelines for my test.... was the first time I took the ACT. I used the practice test to give me a better idea of what I would be facing.
The second time I took the ACT (To try and get one score higher then my first score so I had a better chance at getting the scholarship I wanted) That didn't work out. Because the practice test....was the test from the first ACT I took. And once I've seen the answers to something....it doesn't feel like studying, just repeating...so the second ACT I reversed...taking a more laid back approach then the first test. -I did get one point higher.
Yet other tests...not so much.
Tomorrow....I have a Certification Test. To get a Certificate of "Hey! You CAN do this! Use this to show proof you can and get a job!' Certificate.
I'm actually not that worried about it.
I generally don't take the attitude of "My life is SO OVER!" if I do badly on a test. I am usually like "Oh..man. Y_Y *sniff* Hmmmm :( :) Okay...well I'll try something different and take the test again!" type of attitude.
-Unless its Anatomy.....I basically gave up on trying to do better....there would always be some question on those quizzes that I wouldn't know even if I studied more then I did. -Passed the class though. :) yay!
But this test....I guess it feels like an accumulation of the past 4 years of college.
All my classes relating to this Certification Test....have prepared me for it.
I've done the stimuli. I've interned in real life situations. I've basically been practicing and 'studying' for this test for a while.
Hence....why I'm not that....worried about it. I know the stuff!
What I am worried about is why I'm not worried about it.
And I think its because I have the attitude of "I've done the real life thing! sure...it wasn't perfect. But we made everyone understand in the end!" lol
I don't have to be the perfect best.
But I do need to be good.
So here's to hoping that me thinking 'this won't be too bad' is actually true for the test tomorrow. lol :)
And that I can keep the excited butterflies in my chest excited and not worried. :)
Ooo This is going to Be FUN!!! ;) lol
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I walked into a car lot, that was like three houses up from my house and spoke to this tall gangly dude with lighter brown colored hair. I told him that I wanted to buy a car. A Ford Explorer. So he took me out onto the lot and showed me their newest Explorer, it was a silver colored car. Kinda like an SUV. I basically said "I'll take it!" and paid for it, signed the paper work. Paid the money. And thought to myself...wait....that's not what I wanted to do! But I had already bought the car. And the salesman was kind enough to walk me to my home. The carsman dude wasn't that excited about me buying that car either, so he said that I could return it tomorrow if I wanted for the full 12500 cost. Because he wanted me to get my money back and he didn't want to have to finance this car....because I had no job to pay for the car..I'm not sure where i got the money from. But it seemed like he was going to be like a 'bank loaner' and had me out on a 'car loan' and he wasn't anxious to do that, so he said I could return my car if I wanted to. Since I didn't really want a silver car...I was actually considering his offer,
when the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
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