Sometimes, we aren't in control of our lives. The question is.....can we get away from the one in control and set out on our own and make our own choices?
As I collect my thoughts in this new assignment, they go to my peer group--the young men of the Church.
I think back just a few years when I was sixteen years old and a printing apprentice.
A fellow apprentice was totally engrossed in motorcycles.
In those days we rode British motorcycles, and he had an AJS-350.
One sunny summer's day, he said to me, "Would you like to come for a ride in my motorcycle?"
That seemed to be a good idea.
In those days we didn't wear any protective clothing, and, thus, very lightly clad, I became the passenger on his motorcycle.
He weaved through the streets of Norwich and then came to a long, straight road.
He leaned back and said to me, "Have you ever traveled at one hundred miles an hour?"
I said, "No."
He said, "Well, you're going to."
I said, "We don't have to."
He began to rev the motorcycle, and the motorcycle roared forward.
The skin on my face pulled tight, and the clothing blew as we went past ninety-eight to one hundred miles an hour.
I determined that day that never again would I let somebody else control my life.
-Kenneth Johnson -The Motorcycle Ride -April 1990 General Conference
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
-I woke up with a feeling of discomfort but I can't remember quite what I dreamed....
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