It's a different feeling.
To go to church with friends.
Even to a new ward.
Compared to going to a new ward by yourself.
The stress of making an impression is lessened,
As I know that there are already people there who accept me, and I know.
I don't have to worry about finding someone to sit next to.
Or talk to.
It definitely makes it easier to approach other people as well and talk to them.
Because I know, if the conversation doesn't amount to much,
I still have my friends to go back to and talk with. :)
Compared to wards where I don't know anyone,
Where you have to make an impression.
Where there is no fall back friend to go to.
The stress is definitely lessened.
Which I'm totally enjoying.
I never realized how much more relaxed at church I could be,
When sitting by friends.
:)
Hopefully it will help me keep my confidence up this time around.
And get a few new friends made as well. ^^ We'll see.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Sunday, August 31, 2014
Saturday, August 30, 2014
A Mother's Touch
My room had become a hopeless situation to me.
Boxes. Never ending boxes.
Things not in boxes scattered all over the place.
Things surrounding my bed.
I felt like I lived in a hoarding situation.
Seriously.
And it wasn't that much stuff at all. Lots of clothes, lots of knick knacks.
But...it seemed the odds and ends, and the continuation of boxes being all over...
Would never end.
It would never get clean.
I'd be surrounded by boxes forever. Feeling awful because somehow, my roomies managed to not have as much to move...
*sighs* lol I guess that's what happens when I've been on my own so much more longer then them. I end up collecting things to survive on my own.
In any case.
I had help come to my rescue the other day.
My Mother Dearest made the trip from Hometown to Collegetown to help me get organized.
^^
You guys have no idea how much I really needed this.
To have someone come in and say "Well, let's start here."
To give me direction.
To give me hope that my room could be organized.
Really, one should never underestimate the power of a mother's touch.
^^
Things just...get put away with this magic power.
It's crazy how things were able to get organized.
How things like my piles of clothes were able to fit in a space that I'd already judged to be too small for them, but she managed to make fit without having to force the drawer shut.
Totally crazy!
We were able to get rid of boxes!
I'm able to see my floor!
It's like....Like someone actually lives in this room and it's not a storage room any more!
It's amazing!
Seriously, I don't know how she did it. To get my room looking like it did. It's seriously a miracle. And has left me in a more happy mood because of it. ^^
While I still have a couple more boxes to go through, knick knacks to organize. Everything is much more manageable now, thanks to Mother Dearest who came to my aid. :)
^^ I'm sure we'd have been able to get more done if I had not been forced to head to work lol.
Still, it was great to spend some time with my Mom.
^^;; I don't know what I would have done had she not come down. ^^
Love you Mother Dearest!! ^^
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Boxes. Never ending boxes.
Things not in boxes scattered all over the place.
Things surrounding my bed.
I felt like I lived in a hoarding situation.
Seriously.
And it wasn't that much stuff at all. Lots of clothes, lots of knick knacks.
But...it seemed the odds and ends, and the continuation of boxes being all over...
Would never end.
It would never get clean.
I'd be surrounded by boxes forever. Feeling awful because somehow, my roomies managed to not have as much to move...
*sighs* lol I guess that's what happens when I've been on my own so much more longer then them. I end up collecting things to survive on my own.
In any case.
I had help come to my rescue the other day.
My Mother Dearest made the trip from Hometown to Collegetown to help me get organized.
^^
You guys have no idea how much I really needed this.
To have someone come in and say "Well, let's start here."
To give me direction.
To give me hope that my room could be organized.
Really, one should never underestimate the power of a mother's touch.
^^
Things just...get put away with this magic power.
It's crazy how things were able to get organized.
How things like my piles of clothes were able to fit in a space that I'd already judged to be too small for them, but she managed to make fit without having to force the drawer shut.
Totally crazy!
We were able to get rid of boxes!
I'm able to see my floor!
It's like....Like someone actually lives in this room and it's not a storage room any more!
It's amazing!
Seriously, I don't know how she did it. To get my room looking like it did. It's seriously a miracle. And has left me in a more happy mood because of it. ^^
While I still have a couple more boxes to go through, knick knacks to organize. Everything is much more manageable now, thanks to Mother Dearest who came to my aid. :)
^^ I'm sure we'd have been able to get more done if I had not been forced to head to work lol.
Still, it was great to spend some time with my Mom.
^^;; I don't know what I would have done had she not come down. ^^
Love you Mother Dearest!! ^^
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Friday, August 29, 2014
Brush Wars
Sometimes I really don't like the quirks of my roommates.
Some, positively alright with.
Others.
Particularly if they involve touching or moving my stuff...
>.<
Really gets on my nerves.
For the most part I'm fine, tolerating it.
But it seems like my toleration levels are getting lower as time goes by.
In any case.
One of my roommate's quirks,
Is that of a bit of OCDcleanliness in the bathroom.
You see, I like to leave things out.
Particularly my hairbrush.
You know, easy access and such, so I can give a quick brush and be on my way.
Well, for some reason my roommate has a thing against hairbrushes.
As, whenever I left my brush out on the counter by the sink.
She would move it to a drawer.
Any random drawer.
So that when I came in the morning to use my brush.
It was no where to be seen.
And I'd have to open various drawers to figure out where she put it this time.
>.< Rather annoying.
I mean, It's just a brush.
Does she have something against the hair in the brush?
Does she not want reminders that she's sharing an apartment with others?
*shrugs*
Who knows.
All I know is that she kept moving it, when I didn't want it to be moved.
Really. I don't touch her stuff. She shouldn't touch mine. >.<
So what could I do to leave my brush out without resorting to a 'paper notes war' with her?
And I figured, she likes things 'organized' to look nice.
A brush laying out doesn't look nice.
But what if it was out and 'put away?'
That's when I came up with it.
Those little 'tooth brush' cup holder things.
Usually divided to hold multiple brushes or whatever.
Surely I could find one that would fit a brush handle.
and then I would have the added bonus of having a place to put my toothbrush too. (as she likes to move that one around as well if I forget to put it away.)
So, I went out,
And found a cute little holder that would hopefully fit my brush handle and brought it home.
Lucky for me it did. ^^ It looked nice, looked 'put away' but still gave me quick access.
I waited until after she went to bed before setting it up. As she would move it in the mornings before I woke up.
And went to bed.
Waking up, wondering if I would have to hunt for my hairbrush, toothbrush, and holder.
Only to find,
that I had solved the problem! ^^;;
My brushes had not been moved.
Yay!! :D
One problem silently solved.
Only about a dozen more to go while I get used to this new set of roommates. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I walked into a shop or sorts, a place I used to work at that served....pizza? Bread? Icecream, some sort of food that I loved (it kept changing) and as I waited for my turn to order -I let other people go ahead of me- I noticed this guy, shaved head, closely shaved beard in a hoodie watching me. Why? Because he recognized me, he knew me, though we'd never met before. Because he had had a vision, and I apparently, was going to bring about his downfall, kill him. And he wasn't going to let me do that without a fight. So he pulled out a gun and grabbed me by the neck and tried to shoot me point blank in the back, we twisted in a circle with him shooting a handgun like a machine gun, only...they all missed me. Why? Because I had a special ability, where I couldn't get hurt. I had a sort of force field that protected me when I knew I was in danger. So instead the bullet's ricocheted around the store, unfortunately hurting others, as that was a side effect. I couldn't control where the bullets would go, they would hit my barrier and head in a different direction, so other people would get hurt or die while I lived. I managed to get away from the man and broke into a run, trying to lose myself in the crowds outside, jumping onto a float to hide. But the float I'd chosen was full of kids, and they were doing a play and the adult protector pulled me out to participate in with them, though I wasn't wearing any yellow whatsoever, and hardly looked like I belonged with the kids. I participated anyway, desperately hoping that the man wouldn't find me, but he did. I dodged back, trying to distract the crowd by pulling out lollipops and throwing them out like a lollipop rainstorm. But the man, wasn't dissuaded, and my power, had a lack, if I wasn't aware I was in danger, then I could still get hurt. And this guy, managed to sneak up and shoot me in the back of the leg, again in the shoulder, again in the leg. I broke away from the children, limping, in pain, trying to get out of danger where people wouldn't die while I lived as my boundaries came back up to protect me.
I ended up escaping him, ended up in my parent's bathroom where I struggled to clean up from my wounds -which apparently either didn't penetrate or I was a quick healer- but I kept breaking things in the bathroom as I was both trying to clean up myself and pack up things that I didn't need or still needed into different boxes when really all I was trying to do was take a quick shower when.....
The unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Some, positively alright with.
Others.
Particularly if they involve touching or moving my stuff...
>.<
Really gets on my nerves.
For the most part I'm fine, tolerating it.
But it seems like my toleration levels are getting lower as time goes by.
In any case.
One of my roommate's quirks,
Is that of a bit of OCDcleanliness in the bathroom.
You see, I like to leave things out.
Particularly my hairbrush.
You know, easy access and such, so I can give a quick brush and be on my way.
Well, for some reason my roommate has a thing against hairbrushes.
As, whenever I left my brush out on the counter by the sink.
She would move it to a drawer.
Any random drawer.
So that when I came in the morning to use my brush.
It was no where to be seen.
And I'd have to open various drawers to figure out where she put it this time.
>.< Rather annoying.
I mean, It's just a brush.
Does she have something against the hair in the brush?
Does she not want reminders that she's sharing an apartment with others?
*shrugs*
Who knows.
All I know is that she kept moving it, when I didn't want it to be moved.
Really. I don't touch her stuff. She shouldn't touch mine. >.<
So what could I do to leave my brush out without resorting to a 'paper notes war' with her?
And I figured, she likes things 'organized' to look nice.
A brush laying out doesn't look nice.
But what if it was out and 'put away?'
That's when I came up with it.
Those little 'tooth brush' cup holder things.
Usually divided to hold multiple brushes or whatever.
Surely I could find one that would fit a brush handle.
and then I would have the added bonus of having a place to put my toothbrush too. (as she likes to move that one around as well if I forget to put it away.)
So, I went out,
And found a cute little holder that would hopefully fit my brush handle and brought it home.
Lucky for me it did. ^^ It looked nice, looked 'put away' but still gave me quick access.
I waited until after she went to bed before setting it up. As she would move it in the mornings before I woke up.
And went to bed.
Waking up, wondering if I would have to hunt for my hairbrush, toothbrush, and holder.
Only to find,
that I had solved the problem! ^^;;
My brushes had not been moved.
Yay!! :D
One problem silently solved.
Only about a dozen more to go while I get used to this new set of roommates. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
I walked into a shop or sorts, a place I used to work at that served....pizza? Bread? Icecream, some sort of food that I loved (it kept changing) and as I waited for my turn to order -I let other people go ahead of me- I noticed this guy, shaved head, closely shaved beard in a hoodie watching me. Why? Because he recognized me, he knew me, though we'd never met before. Because he had had a vision, and I apparently, was going to bring about his downfall, kill him. And he wasn't going to let me do that without a fight. So he pulled out a gun and grabbed me by the neck and tried to shoot me point blank in the back, we twisted in a circle with him shooting a handgun like a machine gun, only...they all missed me. Why? Because I had a special ability, where I couldn't get hurt. I had a sort of force field that protected me when I knew I was in danger. So instead the bullet's ricocheted around the store, unfortunately hurting others, as that was a side effect. I couldn't control where the bullets would go, they would hit my barrier and head in a different direction, so other people would get hurt or die while I lived. I managed to get away from the man and broke into a run, trying to lose myself in the crowds outside, jumping onto a float to hide. But the float I'd chosen was full of kids, and they were doing a play and the adult protector pulled me out to participate in with them, though I wasn't wearing any yellow whatsoever, and hardly looked like I belonged with the kids. I participated anyway, desperately hoping that the man wouldn't find me, but he did. I dodged back, trying to distract the crowd by pulling out lollipops and throwing them out like a lollipop rainstorm. But the man, wasn't dissuaded, and my power, had a lack, if I wasn't aware I was in danger, then I could still get hurt. And this guy, managed to sneak up and shoot me in the back of the leg, again in the shoulder, again in the leg. I broke away from the children, limping, in pain, trying to get out of danger where people wouldn't die while I lived as my boundaries came back up to protect me.
I ended up escaping him, ended up in my parent's bathroom where I struggled to clean up from my wounds -which apparently either didn't penetrate or I was a quick healer- but I kept breaking things in the bathroom as I was both trying to clean up myself and pack up things that I didn't need or still needed into different boxes when really all I was trying to do was take a quick shower when.....
The unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Thursday, August 28, 2014
Do Your Duty; That Is Best
Forty-four years ago I heard William J. Critcholow Jr., then president of the South Odgen Stake, speak to the brethren in the general priesthood sessions of conference, and retell a story concerning trust, honor, and duty.
May I share the story with you.
Its simple lesson applies to us today, as it did then.
"Rupert stood by the side of the road watching an unusual number of people hurry past.
At length he recognized a friend.
'Where are all of you going in such a hurry?'
he asked.
"The friend paused.
'Haven't you heard?'
He said.
"'I've heard nothing,' Rupert answered.
"Well,' continued [the] friend, 'the King has lost his royal emerald.
Yesterday he attended a wedding of the nobility and wore the emerald on the slender golden chain around his neck.
In some way the emerald became loosened from the chain.
Everyone is searching, for the King has offered a reward ... to the one who finds it.
Come, we must hurry.'
"'But I cannot go without asking Grandmother,' faltered Rupert.
"'Then I cannot wait.
I want to find the emerald,' replied his friend.
"Rupert hurried back to the cabin at the edge of the woods to seek his grandmother's permission.
'If I could find it we could leave this hut with its dampness and buy a piece of land up on the hillside,' he pleaded with Grandmother.
"But his grandmother shook her head.
'What would the sheep do?'
She asked.
'Already they are restless in the pen, waiting to be taken to the pasture--and please do not forget to take them to water when the sun shines high in the heavens.'
"Sorrowfully, Rupert took the sheep to the pasture, and at noon he led them to the brook in the woods.
There he sat on a large stone by the stream.
'If I could only have had a chance to look for the King's emerald,' he thought.
Turning his head to gaze down at the sandy bottom of the brook, suddenly he stared into the water.
What was it?
It could not be!
He leaped into the water, and gripping fingers held something that was green, with a slender bit of gold chain.
'The King's emerald!'
he shouted.
'It must have been flung form the chain when the King [astride his horse, galloped across the bridge spanning the stream, and the current carried] it here.'
"With shinning eyes Rupert ran to his grandmother's hut to tell her of his great find.
'Bless you, my boy,' she said, 'but you never would have found it if you had not been doing your duty, herding the sheep.'
And Rupert knew that this was the truth."
The lesson to be learned from this story is found in the familiar couplet: "Do your duty; that is best.
Leave unto the Lord the rest."
-Thomas S. Monson -Priesthood Power -October 1999 General Conference
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
May I share the story with you.
Its simple lesson applies to us today, as it did then.
"Rupert stood by the side of the road watching an unusual number of people hurry past.
At length he recognized a friend.
'Where are all of you going in such a hurry?'
he asked.
"The friend paused.
'Haven't you heard?'
He said.
"'I've heard nothing,' Rupert answered.
"Well,' continued [the] friend, 'the King has lost his royal emerald.
Yesterday he attended a wedding of the nobility and wore the emerald on the slender golden chain around his neck.
In some way the emerald became loosened from the chain.
Everyone is searching, for the King has offered a reward ... to the one who finds it.
Come, we must hurry.'
"'But I cannot go without asking Grandmother,' faltered Rupert.
"'Then I cannot wait.
I want to find the emerald,' replied his friend.
"Rupert hurried back to the cabin at the edge of the woods to seek his grandmother's permission.
'If I could find it we could leave this hut with its dampness and buy a piece of land up on the hillside,' he pleaded with Grandmother.
"But his grandmother shook her head.
'What would the sheep do?'
She asked.
'Already they are restless in the pen, waiting to be taken to the pasture--and please do not forget to take them to water when the sun shines high in the heavens.'
"Sorrowfully, Rupert took the sheep to the pasture, and at noon he led them to the brook in the woods.
There he sat on a large stone by the stream.
'If I could only have had a chance to look for the King's emerald,' he thought.
Turning his head to gaze down at the sandy bottom of the brook, suddenly he stared into the water.
What was it?
It could not be!
He leaped into the water, and gripping fingers held something that was green, with a slender bit of gold chain.
'The King's emerald!'
he shouted.
'It must have been flung form the chain when the King [astride his horse, galloped across the bridge spanning the stream, and the current carried] it here.'
"With shinning eyes Rupert ran to his grandmother's hut to tell her of his great find.
'Bless you, my boy,' she said, 'but you never would have found it if you had not been doing your duty, herding the sheep.'
And Rupert knew that this was the truth."
The lesson to be learned from this story is found in the familiar couplet: "Do your duty; that is best.
Leave unto the Lord the rest."
-Thomas S. Monson -Priesthood Power -October 1999 General Conference
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Waking Up
My bedroom is too dark.
Really, with the blinds closed as they are,
It feels like it's the same time if I wake up with the sun or if I wake up nearly at noon.
The light doesn't change much from my westerdly facing window.
It probably doesn't help that it's been overcast as well the last week or so.
In any case.
It's really easy for me to sleep in later than I probably should because it stays nice and dark in my room with my blinds closed.
Which got me to thinking,
That they should invent a 'sunrise' lamp.
For those in dark rooms.
And don't want to sleep the day away,
but don't want to be woken up by an annoying alarm.
Instead, this lamp. Would mimic the sun.
So that as it rises above the horizon in real life,
the little mini sun on the lamp will as well.
And as it reaches certain times in the day, the light will reach 'bright spots' where it shines brightly, brightly enough that it will cause the sleepers like me to wake because the sun is up.
Once it reaches it's 'noon' height, (the top of the lamp) it will then sink slowly back down so that you can watch the sunset.
Oooh and perhaps the colors will change each night! That would be cool!
In any case.
It could be something worth looking into.
So that dark rooms, don't stay dark during the day. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Really, with the blinds closed as they are,
It feels like it's the same time if I wake up with the sun or if I wake up nearly at noon.
The light doesn't change much from my westerdly facing window.
It probably doesn't help that it's been overcast as well the last week or so.
In any case.
It's really easy for me to sleep in later than I probably should because it stays nice and dark in my room with my blinds closed.
Which got me to thinking,
That they should invent a 'sunrise' lamp.
For those in dark rooms.
And don't want to sleep the day away,
but don't want to be woken up by an annoying alarm.
Instead, this lamp. Would mimic the sun.
So that as it rises above the horizon in real life,
the little mini sun on the lamp will as well.
And as it reaches certain times in the day, the light will reach 'bright spots' where it shines brightly, brightly enough that it will cause the sleepers like me to wake because the sun is up.
Once it reaches it's 'noon' height, (the top of the lamp) it will then sink slowly back down so that you can watch the sunset.
Oooh and perhaps the colors will change each night! That would be cool!
In any case.
It could be something worth looking into.
So that dark rooms, don't stay dark during the day. :)
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
New Roomies
So... as you may or may not know,
I moved to a new apt.
No, I'm mot unpacked yet.
>.<
Seriously, I think it all just keeps growing when I'm not looking at it.
I emptied 15 boxes, only to find 15 more hiding behind them. a
A mountain of clothes,
a lot of odds and ends that really either need to be given away or tossed into a dark corner....
Yikes.
In any case.
I decided to take a break at staring at my stuff and thinking "I should be putting that away."
To write here. :)
(Procrastination at it's finest.)
As you know.
A new apartment, especially in college town.
Usually means new roommates.
For some reason, this freaks a lot of people out.
The 'unknown' factor of 'who are these people!'
lol I think people think I'm crazy for not picking my roommates.
But hey....everyone has to be crazy somewhere.
In any case, roommates.
There's always the certain types you get.
The girly girls, the hermits, the ghosts, the 'always at work' sort. etc.
Which is why I kinda like getting new roommates.
I'm curious to see what dynamics pop up.
Who is what or becomes what.... What new 'roommate' type I'll get.
It may be a bit early to say for sure.
But here's what I'm mentally calling them.
Roomie Number 1: Miss Sunshine.
Why? Because wherever she goes, the blinds/drapes/anything covering a window has been opened as wide as possible to bring in the light.
(hisses and hides in dark corner.)
Whether it be the living room, or the kitchen. The blinds are open so she can get as much sunlight as possible. Perhaps she's like a flower and needs constant light? Who knows.
But otherwise she's friendly and loves her computer.
Though her easy goingness may go once she fully gets into her new job she just started.
-or the early morning wake ups to go catch the bus to get to work may loose their thrill when it snows....
Roomie Number 2: Ghost
Why?
Because she shows up only late at night, if I miss her midnight entrance the only indication I have that she was ever home is that the shower curtain mysteriously moves....
Constantly working, doing online school, hanging with her fiancée, or going to her home ward for her calling....she's not here long enough to really chat with.
Roomie Number 3: Beauty Ghost
Why? Only called that because she too isn't often seen, called the 'Beauty' just because she's going to Hair School, she too shows up randomly. Possibly a Social Butterfly, she's not often home, instead being elsewhere. It doesn't help that she's just from 'around the corner' really. An easy drive home for one with access to a car which she has.
For now, it seems like me and Miss Sunshine will be the ones most often home. While the Ghosts will pop in randomly. It's a bit interesting too as we have the dynamic of "Two younger" and "two older" girls here. The teenagers and the 20somethings. *shakes head* Crazy.
As of yet the "OCD clean freak." hasn't shown up yet.
>.> A possible bright side for me since I hate doing dishes. lol. And having someone constantly cleaning....gets on my nerves. *shakes head* If this year becomes the year without one of those I would be so super happy. ^^;;
We'll see how things go with this new group. An update post may be needed once I get to know them a bit better. :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
Involved a quest, full medieval like quest. In an old school building where me and my Warriors 4 were going through trinkets and such, discovering old weapons that had been used in previous battles (one was a necklace that converted into an awesome sling shot.) So that we could get into a van and face the 'dark one' again. This shadow focused mostly on me, again. I felt like I'd had this encounter before, but this time I wasn't as prepared, and the shadow had devil dogs at his command that made it difficult to leave the van....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
I moved to a new apt.
No, I'm mot unpacked yet.
>.<
Seriously, I think it all just keeps growing when I'm not looking at it.
I emptied 15 boxes, only to find 15 more hiding behind them. a
A mountain of clothes,
a lot of odds and ends that really either need to be given away or tossed into a dark corner....
Yikes.
In any case.
I decided to take a break at staring at my stuff and thinking "I should be putting that away."
To write here. :)
(Procrastination at it's finest.)
As you know.
A new apartment, especially in college town.
Usually means new roommates.
For some reason, this freaks a lot of people out.
The 'unknown' factor of 'who are these people!'
lol I think people think I'm crazy for not picking my roommates.
But hey....everyone has to be crazy somewhere.
In any case, roommates.
There's always the certain types you get.
The girly girls, the hermits, the ghosts, the 'always at work' sort. etc.
Which is why I kinda like getting new roommates.
I'm curious to see what dynamics pop up.
Who is what or becomes what.... What new 'roommate' type I'll get.
It may be a bit early to say for sure.
But here's what I'm mentally calling them.
Roomie Number 1: Miss Sunshine.
Why? Because wherever she goes, the blinds/drapes/anything covering a window has been opened as wide as possible to bring in the light.
(hisses and hides in dark corner.)
Whether it be the living room, or the kitchen. The blinds are open so she can get as much sunlight as possible. Perhaps she's like a flower and needs constant light? Who knows.
But otherwise she's friendly and loves her computer.
Though her easy goingness may go once she fully gets into her new job she just started.
-or the early morning wake ups to go catch the bus to get to work may loose their thrill when it snows....
Roomie Number 2: Ghost
Why?
Because she shows up only late at night, if I miss her midnight entrance the only indication I have that she was ever home is that the shower curtain mysteriously moves....
Constantly working, doing online school, hanging with her fiancée, or going to her home ward for her calling....she's not here long enough to really chat with.
Roomie Number 3: Beauty Ghost
Why? Only called that because she too isn't often seen, called the 'Beauty' just because she's going to Hair School, she too shows up randomly. Possibly a Social Butterfly, she's not often home, instead being elsewhere. It doesn't help that she's just from 'around the corner' really. An easy drive home for one with access to a car which she has.
For now, it seems like me and Miss Sunshine will be the ones most often home. While the Ghosts will pop in randomly. It's a bit interesting too as we have the dynamic of "Two younger" and "two older" girls here. The teenagers and the 20somethings. *shakes head* Crazy.
As of yet the "OCD clean freak." hasn't shown up yet.
>.> A possible bright side for me since I hate doing dishes. lol. And having someone constantly cleaning....gets on my nerves. *shakes head* If this year becomes the year without one of those I would be so super happy. ^^;;
We'll see how things go with this new group. An update post may be needed once I get to know them a bit better. :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
Involved a quest, full medieval like quest. In an old school building where me and my Warriors 4 were going through trinkets and such, discovering old weapons that had been used in previous battles (one was a necklace that converted into an awesome sling shot.) So that we could get into a van and face the 'dark one' again. This shadow focused mostly on me, again. I felt like I'd had this encounter before, but this time I wasn't as prepared, and the shadow had devil dogs at his command that made it difficult to leave the van....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Monday, August 25, 2014
April 2001 General Conference Saturday Afternoon
Thomas S. Monson -The Sustaining of Church Officers
Wesley L. Jones -Church Auditing Department Report
F. Michael Watson -Statistical Report, 2000
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
...Involved Robin Williams helping me out in a school with some problem.....
-S.N.D
Wesley L. Jones -Church Auditing Department Report
F. Michael Watson -Statistical Report, 2000
- Total Church Membership -11,068,861
- Every one of us has at least tasted the pain of conscience which follows our mistakes.
- All of us sometime, and some of us much of the time, suffer remorse of conscience from things we did wrong or things left undone. That feeling of guilt is to the spirit what pain is to the physical body.
- But guilt can be harder to bear than physical pain. Physical pain is nature's warning system that signals something needs to be changed or cleansed or treated, perhaps even removed by surgery. Guilt, the pain of our conscience, cannot be healed the same way.
- "A man is his own tormentor and his own condemner. ... The torment of disappointment in the mind of man [or woman] is as exquisite as a lake burning with fire and brimstone."
- For some reason, we think the Atonement of Christ applies only at the end of mortal life to redemption from the Fall, from spiritual death. It is much more than that. It is an ever-present power to call upon in everyday life. When we are racked or harrowed up or tormented by guilt or burdened with grief, He can heal us. While we do not fully understand how the Atonement of Christ was made, we can experience "the peace of God, which passeth all understanding."
- The Atonement has practical, personal, everyday value; apply it in your life. IT can be activated with so simple a beginning as prayer. You will not thereafter be free from trouble and mistakes but can erase the guilt through repentance and be at peace.
- If we are willing to leave our loved ones for service in the mission field, we will bless them with a heritage that will teach and inspire them for generations to come.
- "If ye are prepared ye shall not fear." Your life is your preparation. You have valuable experience. You have raised a family and served in the Church. Just go and be yourselves. The Lord has promised that angels will go before you. You will be told by the Spirit what to say and when to say it in a very natural process as you strengthen young missionaries, testify to investigators and new members, teach leadership skills, and friendship and fellowship less-active members, helping them return to full activity. You are the testimony, and you will touch the lives of those with whom you come in contact.
- Perhaps those who are not able to serve could assist another couple to go on a mission.
- Where much is given, much is expected. You have received much in your life; go forth and freely give in the service of our Lord and Savior.
- Go forth and serve!
- We all love to be of service.
- The extensive communication resources which the Lord has revealed for our day have, to a large degree, been appropriated for evil purposes. the print media, television and videos, and now the Internet constantly bring into our homes material that will pollute our souls and destroy our lives. Our homes in times past have generally been peaceful havens against the world. To retain that peace now takes an almost unrelenting vigilance.
- Yet we have great reason for optimism. We are not left without defense against these wicked elements that would bring us sorrow and despair here and would deny us the joys of eternity hereafter.
- He is our protector in a world constantly seeking to solve problems through violence. He is our protector in a world where the minds of so many are filled with evil continually. We, of all people, should look to the future with enthusiasm and optimism. We have His word to direct us, to comfort us, and to give us hope for the future. There is so much that lies ahead of light and purity and virtue; and, in time, violence will disappear, for surely the lamb will lie down with the lion.
- A knowledge that Jesus Christ lives and is our Redeemer and Savior is worth whatever the cost may be.
- There will be roadblocks along the way. Persist.
- As temples are prepared for our members, our members need to prepare for the temple.
- To enter the temple is a tremendous blessing. But first we must be worthy. We should not be rushed. We cannot cut corners of preparation and risk the breaking of covenants we were not prepared to make. That would be worse than not making them at all.
- Wearing the temple garment has deep symbolic significance. It represents a continuing commitment. Just as the Savior exemplified the need to endure to the end, we wear the garment faithfully as part of the enduring armor of God. Thus we demonstrate our faith in Him and in His eternal covenants with us.
- Because the ordinances and covenants of the temple are sacred, we are under solemn obligation not to speak outside the temple of that which occurs in the temple.
- If our water supply is not clean, we filter the water to screen out harmful ingredients. Divine covenants help us to filter out of our minds impurities that could harm us. When we choose to deny ourselves of all ungodliness, we lose nothing of value and gain the glory of eternal life. Covenants do not hold us down; they elevate us beyond the limits of our own power and perspective.
- Often [it is] part of human nature to attach less value to familiar things simply because they are so common to us.
- What the members of the Church possess is a "pearl of great price," yet sometimes this priceless gem is so familiar to us that we do not appreciate its true value. While it is true that we should not cast our pearls before swine, this does not mean we should not share them with people who will appreciate their value.
- We need to remind ourselves about the value of our heritage so we do not underestimate its worth.
- The principle of love is the motivating power that moves us to give our time, our money, and services.
- "He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love."
- "Whatever principle of intelligence we attain unto in this life, it will rise with us in the resurrection.
- "And if a person gains more knowledge and intelligence in this life through his diligence and obedience than another, he will have so much the advantage in the world to come."
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
...Involved Robin Williams helping me out in a school with some problem.....
-S.N.D
Sunday, August 24, 2014
New Fishy!
I wonder if my manager will notice.....
I would think so...but who knows. Sirch may not....
You see...Sirch has been gone for a week now. Gone on vacation.
Leaving me in charge of the department. :S *gulps*
Which meant, I took on a bit more responsibility than usual to try and keep the department running.
*double gulp*
And while the dishes/cages may not have been cleaned.(so wanted to get those done! grr)
Hopefully I was able to stay up to date on all the other tasks. *fingers crossed*
In any case.
>.>
While Sirch was gone, we got in our fish shipment.
Nothing too major. Happens every week.
But this week.
A new fish came in.
One that we haven't had before.
A Spotted African Leaf Fish
O.o
Super cool looking!
But we didn't have a spot for it!
And when we get one new fish....
We usually end up with others.
Which meant?
That the arrangement of the fish in our tanks would be changing.
It's not a surprise. It seems to happen at least twice a year where old fish stop coming in and new fish take their place.
I had actually been thinking about it.
That we would be needing to rearrange the fish again.
And what do you know? We do.
So I went and printed out the new plans to see where this new fish was going,
And decided that while I was at it, that I would move all the other fish that needed to be moved. ^^;;;
I didn't get completely done, but with what time I had and actual tags I had, I got 98% of it done! ^^ lol
Now...
To see if Sirch will notice?
If anything, he'll see our Halloween Tank has shifted around.
Lol we decorated one of our fish tanks with fish Halloween decorations and originally we had black mollies and white lyretail mollies. Kinda like black cats and ghost I suppose.
And I was like "We should put orange fish in there!"
Well coincidentally enough, that fish tank, ended up getting orange fish! I switched the white mollies out for Gold panda mollies (yellow/black) ! Totally accidental, but still fits the Halloween theme perfectly! Awesome!! ^^ lol
I can't wait to see his reaction. :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
We were doing job interviews. Me, my sister, and two other people that were about our ages. Looking for people who could work for us in different positions. They placed us in a tiny room, in Starsmet, it would have been the sick room, but expanded out a bit to fit a table with four chairs on one side and one chair on the other side.
The first gentleman ushered into the interview was a guy that was my own age. Handsome, confident smile, golden hair. He sat across from us, and we only managed to ask one question before the interview got off track. As he spoke about his family, how he'd been in foster care a lot, and had even had his parents switched on him not once but twice while on cruise ships. "So I guess that means I'm well traveled." He laughed, (it's a 'joke' that would only make sense in a dream.) We were having an engaging time with him, but hadn't gotten to the interview questions yet when the door opened to have the second interviewee come in. The first guy, Derek had been soo engaging, that we wanted to keep talking to him, but time was wasting, so we had to let him leave while we interviewed the next guy. I stayed for one more guy before being called away to take care of an issue elsewhere in the store. When I had returned, all the rest of the interviews had been done and my coworkers were trying to decide which people we wanted to have join our team. :S Since I had only interviewed 3 people, I couldn't really decide, though I put in my vote for Derek, and all the others quickly agreed as well. I think we established that he hadn't had the job skills, but he'd had the confidence and the persona to learn quickly and get along with our coworkers. We also called out others to join us, the two I recognized and a couple I didn't. And just in time too.....
as me and my siblings were on a ship, and somehow, earth was in trouble. It was about to be blown up and there was nothing we could do to save the planet, which would leave us as the last of our kind. :S But thankfully, the other workers got ships off the planet in time before it exploded....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
I would think so...but who knows. Sirch may not....
You see...Sirch has been gone for a week now. Gone on vacation.
Leaving me in charge of the department. :S *gulps*
Which meant, I took on a bit more responsibility than usual to try and keep the department running.
*double gulp*
And while the dishes/cages may not have been cleaned.(so wanted to get those done! grr)
Hopefully I was able to stay up to date on all the other tasks. *fingers crossed*
In any case.
>.>
While Sirch was gone, we got in our fish shipment.
Nothing too major. Happens every week.
But this week.
A new fish came in.
One that we haven't had before.
A Spotted African Leaf Fish
O.o
Super cool looking!
But we didn't have a spot for it!
And when we get one new fish....
We usually end up with others.
Which meant?
That the arrangement of the fish in our tanks would be changing.
It's not a surprise. It seems to happen at least twice a year where old fish stop coming in and new fish take their place.
I had actually been thinking about it.
That we would be needing to rearrange the fish again.
And what do you know? We do.
So I went and printed out the new plans to see where this new fish was going,
And decided that while I was at it, that I would move all the other fish that needed to be moved. ^^;;;
I didn't get completely done, but with what time I had and actual tags I had, I got 98% of it done! ^^ lol
Now...
To see if Sirch will notice?
If anything, he'll see our Halloween Tank has shifted around.
Lol we decorated one of our fish tanks with fish Halloween decorations and originally we had black mollies and white lyretail mollies. Kinda like black cats and ghost I suppose.
And I was like "We should put orange fish in there!"
Well coincidentally enough, that fish tank, ended up getting orange fish! I switched the white mollies out for Gold panda mollies (yellow/black) ! Totally accidental, but still fits the Halloween theme perfectly! Awesome!! ^^ lol
I can't wait to see his reaction. :)
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
The Dream
We were doing job interviews. Me, my sister, and two other people that were about our ages. Looking for people who could work for us in different positions. They placed us in a tiny room, in Starsmet, it would have been the sick room, but expanded out a bit to fit a table with four chairs on one side and one chair on the other side.
The first gentleman ushered into the interview was a guy that was my own age. Handsome, confident smile, golden hair. He sat across from us, and we only managed to ask one question before the interview got off track. As he spoke about his family, how he'd been in foster care a lot, and had even had his parents switched on him not once but twice while on cruise ships. "So I guess that means I'm well traveled." He laughed, (it's a 'joke' that would only make sense in a dream.) We were having an engaging time with him, but hadn't gotten to the interview questions yet when the door opened to have the second interviewee come in. The first guy, Derek had been soo engaging, that we wanted to keep talking to him, but time was wasting, so we had to let him leave while we interviewed the next guy. I stayed for one more guy before being called away to take care of an issue elsewhere in the store. When I had returned, all the rest of the interviews had been done and my coworkers were trying to decide which people we wanted to have join our team. :S Since I had only interviewed 3 people, I couldn't really decide, though I put in my vote for Derek, and all the others quickly agreed as well. I think we established that he hadn't had the job skills, but he'd had the confidence and the persona to learn quickly and get along with our coworkers. We also called out others to join us, the two I recognized and a couple I didn't. And just in time too.....
as me and my siblings were on a ship, and somehow, earth was in trouble. It was about to be blown up and there was nothing we could do to save the planet, which would leave us as the last of our kind. :S But thankfully, the other workers got ships off the planet in time before it exploded....
Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again. :)
-S.N.D
Saturday, August 23, 2014
I Promise!
If my children ever decide that they want to get another pet.
I'm totally not going to cave in to those sweet little promises of
"I'll take care of him!"
"You won't have to do a thing Mommy!"
"I'll feed her and love her and clean up after her."
No, I'm going to stand strong.
And refuse to get them a pet if we already have pets.
I'm wise to these promises after all.
I made them myself when I was young.
And then my parents ended up taking care of the pet after a week or so.
No, if we already have pets, I'm going to make my kids take care of the pets we already have first.
For a month.
And if they can do that,
without needing to be reminded.
For a month.
and still want a pet after said month.
Then.
and only Then.
Will I get them a pet.
And once they have said pet.
Their allowance is then going to be tied to how well they take care of the pet from then on out.
You didn't feed the cat tonight? Okay, you loose 25 cents from your allowance.
>.>
<.<
We'll see if this actually happens when this moment comes. lol. ^^;;
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
I'm totally not going to cave in to those sweet little promises of
"I'll take care of him!"
"You won't have to do a thing Mommy!"
"I'll feed her and love her and clean up after her."
No, I'm going to stand strong.
And refuse to get them a pet if we already have pets.
I'm wise to these promises after all.
I made them myself when I was young.
And then my parents ended up taking care of the pet after a week or so.
No, if we already have pets, I'm going to make my kids take care of the pets we already have first.
For a month.
And if they can do that,
without needing to be reminded.
For a month.
and still want a pet after said month.
Then.
and only Then.
Will I get them a pet.
And once they have said pet.
Their allowance is then going to be tied to how well they take care of the pet from then on out.
You didn't feed the cat tonight? Okay, you loose 25 cents from your allowance.
>.>
<.<
We'll see if this actually happens when this moment comes. lol. ^^;;
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Friday, August 22, 2014
Under The Bed
Have you ever noticed that in your room there's always a dark corner where you stick things because you 'don't know what to do with them?'
I have a lot of that.
Little trinkets, knickknacks, and objects where I'm like... "I don't want to get rid of these things, but I don't know where to put them either."
At my old place this was easily solved.
How?
Because my old bed had this huge space to put all that 'stuff' where once it was 'out of sight' it could be 'out of mind.'
However, just because it's out of mind, doesn't mean it's not there.
And really....
A lot of it I don't need any more.
>.>
So, with my new space currently lacking in ample 'under the bed dark hole' room. I'm working on decluttering a bit.
It's not quite working, mostly because I'm not yet sure what space I do and don't have. :S
Since I tend to move piles of stuff around so I can reach boxes, and objects that I need.
But slowly, slowly I'm working my way down to less 'stuff in a pile' and more 'stuff in a place.' :)
However, I'm also reaching that place where I can see the advantages of buying more space, like a bigger bookshelf for all my books. Maybe one that's six feet tall, so I can stuff not only books there, but maybe cds, and journals, dvds? who knows.
Yes, this will be a work in progress for a little bit, but we'll see how it goes! :)
But hopefully, once I'm done my 'place in a dark corner' pile will be much smaller. :D
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
I have a lot of that.
Little trinkets, knickknacks, and objects where I'm like... "I don't want to get rid of these things, but I don't know where to put them either."
At my old place this was easily solved.
How?
Because my old bed had this huge space to put all that 'stuff' where once it was 'out of sight' it could be 'out of mind.'
However, just because it's out of mind, doesn't mean it's not there.
And really....
A lot of it I don't need any more.
>.>
So, with my new space currently lacking in ample 'under the bed dark hole' room. I'm working on decluttering a bit.
It's not quite working, mostly because I'm not yet sure what space I do and don't have. :S
Since I tend to move piles of stuff around so I can reach boxes, and objects that I need.
But slowly, slowly I'm working my way down to less 'stuff in a pile' and more 'stuff in a place.' :)
However, I'm also reaching that place where I can see the advantages of buying more space, like a bigger bookshelf for all my books. Maybe one that's six feet tall, so I can stuff not only books there, but maybe cds, and journals, dvds? who knows.
Yes, this will be a work in progress for a little bit, but we'll see how it goes! :)
But hopefully, once I'm done my 'place in a dark corner' pile will be much smaller. :D
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Thursday, August 21, 2014
Snipe Hunters
As a young man having just finished my first year of college and needing to earn money for a desired mission, I spent the summer working at the new Jackson Lake Lodge in Jackson Hole, Wyoming.
Many college-age youths came to work in that pristine, beautiful area.
One such person was Jill, a young woman from San Francisco, California.
Feeling that a young woman from a big city might be a little bit naïve about her new environment, I and a few friends felt it our obligation to teach her about the ways of the real West.
We decided to take her on a "snipe hunt."
For those of you who may not be familiar with a snipe hunt, it is a practical joke, as there is no such thing as a snipe, at least not in the western United States.
The tools necessary for a snipe hunt are a stick and a cloth bag.
The "hunter" is told to go through the brush, beating the bushes with a stick while calling the snipe in a high-pitched, ridiculous voice.
The nonexistent snipes are thus to be driven into the cloth bag.
We gave Jill her cloth bag and a stick and an area to hunt across the hill.
The plan was to return to our starting point in about 15 minutes, at which time we would supposedly count our snipes.
When she did not return at the appointed time, we gloated and took delight in the seriousness with which she took her hunt.
After about 30 minutes, we felt it was time to rescue her, explain the joke, have a good laugh, and all go to dinner.
However, it became apparent that she had taken her snipe hunt more seriously than we had expected--she was not to be found in her assigned area.
After searching rather extensively and still finding no evidence of her, we began moving into the woods, calling for her at the top of our voices, but to no avail.
Hoping she might have gone back to her dormitory, we returned and asked some young women to search for her there, but this also was to no avail.
It now was turning dark, and our concern heightened.
We enlisted all the young men we could from the boys' dormitory, and with flashlights continued the search deep into the woods.
Well into the darkness of night--frightened, concerned, and hoarse from calling--we decided it was not time to report our ridiculous deed to the park rangers.
While we were standing in front of the dorms, trying to determine which brave soul would have the privilege of reporting her disappearance, Jill suddenly appeared--not from her dormitory, but rather from that of a friend, with whom she had enjoyed diner (which we incidentally missed) and a comfortable evening with her friends.
Her first words to us as she approached said it all: "How do you fellows like hunting snipe hunters?"
Well, so much for big city naivete, and so much for the ways of the real West.
The joke was on us, and I have never had a desire for any snipe hunting.
But there is another "snipe hunt" going on all around us, and we may be the naïve victims.
It is not a practical joke, and it will not end with a good laugh and a little warm fellowship.
Satan is the great deceiver, liar, and enemy to all that is good, including our happiness and our well-being.
His great desire is to thwart our Heavenly Father's plan of happiness and make us "miserable like unto himself."
Being the very author and perpetrator of deceit, he in effect would invite us to join him in his snipe hunt, to fill our bags with excitement, fun, popularity, and the so-called "good life."
But his promises are as illusionary as the nonexistent snipe.
What he really offers are lies, misery, spiritual degradation, and loss of self-worth.
-Richard C. Edgley -Satan's Bag of Snipes -October 2000 General Conference
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
The Internet Connection
Have you ever reached that point, where you're so tired that you can't really think?
Yah...that's how I've felt the past couple of days that I've been internetless. >.<
Seriously, I had to be mentally exhausted because it took me two days to realize that the solution I was looking for to get my internet established in my new place...was so simple.
The first evening -move in day- was easily enough explained. Little sleep, lots of moving, heat, stress...obviously I wasn't in a good 'think of other options mood." I did go grab a wireless router because my current laptop doesn't have a hookup for an Ethernet cable. (which I had from my first year of college.)
And thought "hey plug it into the wall, in this google fiber jack in the hallway and walla! Internet!"
No.
It didn't work.
I couldn't get the internet to connect.
Tired as I was, I put it down to my laptop being the problem, as whenever I try to hook up internet....the laptop is always the problem. And since it was late at night. I couldn't really call anyone to help.
The next day, after work, I tried again. With some help.
Only to discover, too late. That I couldn't plug into the google fiber jack because you need a google fiber box to plug into the jack before you can plug the router into the box.
>.< (so stupid, why would they even do that? )
And calling the company had been no help at all, because they said that I had to set up an account...and I thought that this was free....sooo I was missing something.
Unfortunately. >.< I discovered this problem AFTER the office had closed for the day.
Meaning, that once again I would have to rely on my phone to keep me connected to internet land.
Still, I had to try something. So I grabbed my old laptop as it had an Ethernet port, and a cable, and found, after a bit of struggle (telephone jacks aren't the same size.) figured out where my Ethernet port was in my room and plugged in!
Only...to have the connection not work >.<
It kept trying to connect, but the effect was only a second. Connect, not connected, connect, not connected. No matter what I tried....nothing.
Despair.
My last hope. Gone.
I would have to wait til today to do something about it.
Again. I was super tired, long day of work, stress of unpacking things....no internet....not good.
But then today.
I got a facebook message that cleared everything up for me. (hoping that they would answer via facebook faster I went to the apt's page to ask them about the internet, they didn't answer til this morning though.)
And they mentioned that they had two internet services.
Google Fiber,
and then a free internet.
Google I would have to set up an account with them. (Totally stupid, as apparently they don't set up for the entire apartment 'business' but to 'individual homes.' Lame. Why not just provide google already set up!)
But the none fiber internet, you could access through any of those Ethernet ports.
That's when realization struck.
I COULD HAVE PLUGGED MY ROUTER INTO THE ETHERNET PLUG IN MY ROOM!
*bangs head against wall.*
I double checked this, by calling the office, and whadoyaknow? That was what I could do.
See how tired I've been the past couple of days.
If I'd been more on my game I would have realized. "Hey, plug router in here, try that."
But I'd come into the apt assuming that we'd have google fiber already installed and ready to use. I didn't expect there to be an access anywhere else, though my sister had mentioned she'd been using a Ethernet cord to use the internet.....
But when google fiber didn't work. I figured that was it.
Nope.
It wasn't.
But I didn't know there were TWO internet lines >.<
Soo confusing.
But the end result was I got home, plugged it all in and hooked up everything and
WALLA!
INTERNET!!
Finally! ^^
So Happy! :D
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Yah...that's how I've felt the past couple of days that I've been internetless. >.<
Seriously, I had to be mentally exhausted because it took me two days to realize that the solution I was looking for to get my internet established in my new place...was so simple.
The first evening -move in day- was easily enough explained. Little sleep, lots of moving, heat, stress...obviously I wasn't in a good 'think of other options mood." I did go grab a wireless router because my current laptop doesn't have a hookup for an Ethernet cable. (which I had from my first year of college.)
And thought "hey plug it into the wall, in this google fiber jack in the hallway and walla! Internet!"
No.
It didn't work.
I couldn't get the internet to connect.
Tired as I was, I put it down to my laptop being the problem, as whenever I try to hook up internet....the laptop is always the problem. And since it was late at night. I couldn't really call anyone to help.
The next day, after work, I tried again. With some help.
Only to discover, too late. That I couldn't plug into the google fiber jack because you need a google fiber box to plug into the jack before you can plug the router into the box.
>.< (so stupid, why would they even do that? )
And calling the company had been no help at all, because they said that I had to set up an account...and I thought that this was free....sooo I was missing something.
Unfortunately. >.< I discovered this problem AFTER the office had closed for the day.
Meaning, that once again I would have to rely on my phone to keep me connected to internet land.
Still, I had to try something. So I grabbed my old laptop as it had an Ethernet port, and a cable, and found, after a bit of struggle (telephone jacks aren't the same size.) figured out where my Ethernet port was in my room and plugged in!
Only...to have the connection not work >.<
It kept trying to connect, but the effect was only a second. Connect, not connected, connect, not connected. No matter what I tried....nothing.
Despair.
My last hope. Gone.
I would have to wait til today to do something about it.
Again. I was super tired, long day of work, stress of unpacking things....no internet....not good.
But then today.
I got a facebook message that cleared everything up for me. (hoping that they would answer via facebook faster I went to the apt's page to ask them about the internet, they didn't answer til this morning though.)
And they mentioned that they had two internet services.
Google Fiber,
and then a free internet.
Google I would have to set up an account with them. (Totally stupid, as apparently they don't set up for the entire apartment 'business' but to 'individual homes.' Lame. Why not just provide google already set up!)
But the none fiber internet, you could access through any of those Ethernet ports.
That's when realization struck.
I COULD HAVE PLUGGED MY ROUTER INTO THE ETHERNET PLUG IN MY ROOM!
*bangs head against wall.*
I double checked this, by calling the office, and whadoyaknow? That was what I could do.
See how tired I've been the past couple of days.
If I'd been more on my game I would have realized. "Hey, plug router in here, try that."
But I'd come into the apt assuming that we'd have google fiber already installed and ready to use. I didn't expect there to be an access anywhere else, though my sister had mentioned she'd been using a Ethernet cord to use the internet.....
But when google fiber didn't work. I figured that was it.
Nope.
It wasn't.
But I didn't know there were TWO internet lines >.<
Soo confusing.
But the end result was I got home, plugged it all in and hooked up everything and
WALLA!
INTERNET!!
Finally! ^^
So Happy! :D
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
Cleaning to Move to... Clean?
It's the second time in a row I've had to do this.
Move in and out of my apartments on the same day.
Let me tell you.
Not.
A.
Fan.
It's sooo stressful!
For I have to pack up the first apartment, and make sure everything is squeaky clean before I can leave the old place for good, and go to the new place where my room is quickly filled with boxes to the point you can hardly see the bed.
In any case,
Coming to my new place.
Was a new experience.
As for once, I wasn't super stressed out about where I was moving to.
The last two times I moved, I was left feeling bereft.
Alone.
By myself.
No one to go to to talk.
Not a favorite feeling at all. As it takes me forever to relax into a new place, even longer to make friends.
This experience, was one...that I guess some people get quite often when moving in, but I hadn't.
I mean, I've moved in and there's already been roommates there.
But the place has been clean.
This place.....
Well, the bedroom I was supposed to move into....had apparently had a black lab living in it. O.o
Empty bedroom.
Black lab.
It smelt horrible.
Not as bad as some smells I've smelled...considering I work at a pet store.
But I could immediately smell urine on the floor.
Not something I wanted.
Luckily,
Because I was moving in early (though they lost the paperwork I'd filled out saying I was requesting to move in early.) They decided to go double check and make sure the room was 'presentable' though that early paper work said that I would accept the apartment 'as is.'
Luckily they did.
Because again, there had apparently been a dog living there. (I thought the place didn't allow dogs...)
Thankfully, they didn't make me take that room.
Instead they gave me a different bedroom in the same apartment.
Which I actually like a lot more. ^^
For one, my window doesn't over look the stairs leading to the door, so I don't have to hear all the constant coming and goings of people.
In any case.
It's weird.
As the apartment itself...wasn't totally clean.
It's crazy.
I mean, I'd just spent hours upon hours cleaning up my apartment,
to come to one where the previous tenants had 'failed' their move out cleaning check.
Like obviously failed failed. Crazy!
After spending years in apartment buildings that were a stickler for cleaning...
It came as a surprise.
Though, I hear it can be quite common...
That people don't take the effort to clean a place up for those who are coming after them.
It's odd to me.
Why would you not be considerate of others?
Laziness? Selfishness? Willingness to just accept fines and pay the apt to clean it for you?
Seriously, it made me think, that if I owned an apartment complex.
I would probably safe myself the hassle, and just charge everyone in the apartment a cleaning fee.
I mean, they end up having to do that anyway when people don't clean anyway, so why not forgo it?
Or maybe I would charge the messy ones double.
Yes.
"You have a $15 cleaning fee at the end of the lease, that can be waived if you clean your assigned areas. If the apartment is messy above expected standards of messiness (dust, some stained carpets, windows/mirrors not washed.) then residents will be charged $50."
Yes. Yes, I would do something like that.
But seriously. Why be that inconsiderate? That lazy? That selfish? *shakes head*
I don't get it.
But at least I managed to avoid a horrible encounter with my new apt place since the office had been considerate to switch my room. :)
^^ And on the bright side. I have a bigger bed this time around! so I can spread out like crazy and not worry about falling over in my restless sleepings. ^^ Love it!! :D
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Move in and out of my apartments on the same day.
Let me tell you.
Not.
A.
Fan.
It's sooo stressful!
For I have to pack up the first apartment, and make sure everything is squeaky clean before I can leave the old place for good, and go to the new place where my room is quickly filled with boxes to the point you can hardly see the bed.
In any case,
Coming to my new place.
Was a new experience.
As for once, I wasn't super stressed out about where I was moving to.
The last two times I moved, I was left feeling bereft.
Alone.
By myself.
No one to go to to talk.
Not a favorite feeling at all. As it takes me forever to relax into a new place, even longer to make friends.
This experience, was one...that I guess some people get quite often when moving in, but I hadn't.
I mean, I've moved in and there's already been roommates there.
But the place has been clean.
This place.....
Well, the bedroom I was supposed to move into....had apparently had a black lab living in it. O.o
Empty bedroom.
Black lab.
It smelt horrible.
Not as bad as some smells I've smelled...considering I work at a pet store.
But I could immediately smell urine on the floor.
Not something I wanted.
Luckily,
Because I was moving in early (though they lost the paperwork I'd filled out saying I was requesting to move in early.) They decided to go double check and make sure the room was 'presentable' though that early paper work said that I would accept the apartment 'as is.'
Luckily they did.
Because again, there had apparently been a dog living there. (I thought the place didn't allow dogs...)
Thankfully, they didn't make me take that room.
Instead they gave me a different bedroom in the same apartment.
Which I actually like a lot more. ^^
For one, my window doesn't over look the stairs leading to the door, so I don't have to hear all the constant coming and goings of people.
In any case.
It's weird.
As the apartment itself...wasn't totally clean.
It's crazy.
I mean, I'd just spent hours upon hours cleaning up my apartment,
to come to one where the previous tenants had 'failed' their move out cleaning check.
Like obviously failed failed. Crazy!
After spending years in apartment buildings that were a stickler for cleaning...
It came as a surprise.
Though, I hear it can be quite common...
That people don't take the effort to clean a place up for those who are coming after them.
It's odd to me.
Why would you not be considerate of others?
Laziness? Selfishness? Willingness to just accept fines and pay the apt to clean it for you?
Seriously, it made me think, that if I owned an apartment complex.
I would probably safe myself the hassle, and just charge everyone in the apartment a cleaning fee.
I mean, they end up having to do that anyway when people don't clean anyway, so why not forgo it?
Or maybe I would charge the messy ones double.
Yes.
"You have a $15 cleaning fee at the end of the lease, that can be waived if you clean your assigned areas. If the apartment is messy above expected standards of messiness (dust, some stained carpets, windows/mirrors not washed.) then residents will be charged $50."
Yes. Yes, I would do something like that.
But seriously. Why be that inconsiderate? That lazy? That selfish? *shakes head*
I don't get it.
But at least I managed to avoid a horrible encounter with my new apt place since the office had been considerate to switch my room. :)
^^ And on the bright side. I have a bigger bed this time around! so I can spread out like crazy and not worry about falling over in my restless sleepings. ^^ Love it!! :D
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Monday, August 18, 2014
April 2001 General Conference Saturday Morning
Gordon B. Hinckley -The Work Goes On
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
- We are not without critics, some of whom are mean and vicious. We have always had them, and I suppose we will have them all through the future. But we shall go forward, returning good for evil, being helpful and kind and generous. I remind you of the teachings of our Lord concerning these matters. You are all acquainted with them. Let us be good people. Let us be friendly people. Let us be neighborly people. Let us be what members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints ought to be.
- Throughout your life on earth, seek diligently to fulfill the fundamental purposes of this life through the ideal family. While you may not have yet reached that ideal, do all you can through obedience and faith in the Lord to consistently draw as close to it as you are able. Let nothing dissuade you from that objective. If it requires fundamental changes in your personal life, make them. When you have the required age and maturity, obtain all of the ordinances of the temple you can receive. If for the present, that does not include sealing in the temple to a righteous companion, live for it. Pray for it. Exercise faith that you will obtain it. Never do anything that would make you unworthy of it. If you have lost the vision of eternal marriage, rekindle it. If your dream requires patience, give it.
- Satan and his hosts will do all in their power to keep you from obtaining the ordinances required for the ideal family. He will attempt to distract you from centering your mind and heart on raising a strong family by nurturing your children as the Lord requires.
- Satan has a powerful tool to use against good people. It is distraction. He would have good people fill life with "good things" so there is no room for the essential ones.
- "You are making choices today that appear to give you what you want: an easy life, abundant enjoyment, and not much sacrifice. You can do that for a while, yet every decision you make narrows your future. You are eliminating possibilities and options. There will come a time and it won't be too distant, where you are going to spend the rest of your life doing things you don't want to do, in places you don't want to be, because you have not prepared yourself. You are not taking advantage of your opportunities."
- While wholesome pleasure results from much we do that is good, it is not our prime purpose for being on earth. Seek to know and do the will of the Lord, not just what is convenient or what makes life easy. You have His plan of happiness. You know what to do, or can find out through study and prayer. Do it willingly.
- Put first things first.
- In addition to being concerned about what we do, we Latter-day Saints ought also to pay attention to what we are and are striving to become.
- Consciously trying to acquire humility is also problematic. I remember once hearing one of my colleagues in the Seventy say about humility that "if you think you have it, you don't." He suggested we should try to develop humility and be sure we didn't know when we got it, and then we would have it. But if we ever thought we had it, we wouldn't.
- The greatest act of courage and love in the history of mankind--Christ's atoning sacrifice--was also the greatest act of humility and submissiveness.
- "Pride gets no pleasure out of having something, only out of having more of it than the next man.
- It is the comparison that makes you proud: the pleasure of being above the rest. Once the element of competition has gone, pride has gone.
- Now, we know, as you do, that all petitions to the Lord and all fasts do not receive the same hoped-for answer.
- We are entitled to a seat at the abundant table of testimony as well, and fortunately a place has been reserved there for each member of the Church.
- "My heart reaches out to you missionaries. You simply cannot do it alone and do it well. You must have the help of others. That power to help lies within each of us."
- Asking every member to be a missionary is not nearly as crucial as asking every member to be a member!
- Perhaps even more important than speaking is listening. These people are not lifeless objects disguised as a baptismal statistic. They are children of God, our brothers and sisters, and they need what we have. Be genuine. Reach out sincerely. Ask these friends what matters most to them. What do they cherish, and what do they hold dear? And then listen.
- "Violence is not strength, and compassion is not weakness."
- We have no way of knowing when our privilege to extend a helping hand will unfold before us. The road to Jericho each of us travels bear no name, and the weary traveler who needs our help may be one unknown.
- Let us remember that after the funeral flowers fade, the well wishes of friends become memories, and the prayers offered and words spoken dim in the corridors of the mind. Those who grieve frequently find themselves alone. Missed is the laughter of children, the commotion of teenagers, and the tender, loving concern of a departed companion. The clock ticks more loudly, time passes more slowly, and four walls can indeed a prison make.
- "Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning."
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Sunday, August 17, 2014
To Talk On Sunday
It happened today.
I gave a talk in church.
Luckily, I somehow managed to find time to write it while in the midst of packing up my apartment, but wrote it I did. A couple of hours before church started. Because the night before, my mind had not been helping me at all with writing on my topic.
So, without further ado. :) Here is the talk I gave today in church.
Causing you to mold?
How deeply have you
Gone into That Fold?
Have you been blinded
Thinking Tin was Gold?
Will you try to Escape
Before your Soul’s Sold?
To find Agency
Anger must be sold.
Leave your Temptations
Forget the Dark Fold.
Go to the Savior
To Him you must Hold.
Grab Testimony
Keep it Bright, not Cold.
Pray to Him Always
It never grows old.
Read from the Scriptures
Made of Brass and Gold.
Go you to The Church
Listen to Truth told.
Choose you the Right Way
To scourgify mold.
Press onward, upward
Don’t Stagnate, grow old.
Keep your Spirit young
Like Christ, don’t be bold.
Gently He whispers
To the Heart, now Gold.
“I’ll love you for you.”
You’ll always be told.
“Welcome my child
You came to My Fold.”
(written by S.N.D 9/3/2010)
I gave a talk in church.
Luckily, I somehow managed to find time to write it while in the midst of packing up my apartment, but wrote it I did. A couple of hours before church started. Because the night before, my mind had not been helping me at all with writing on my topic.
So, without further ado. :) Here is the talk I gave today in church.
“Freedom for most people of the world
means “freedom from.” The absence of malice or pain or suppression. But the
freedom that God means when He deals with us goes one step further. He means
“Freedom to.” --The freedom to act in the dignity of our own choice.
For example, earlier this week at work, my manager told me that I needed to take an hour lunch break because I was over on my scheduled hours and we needed to shave some time off. Another coworker overhearing our conversation jumped in.
“Are you going out to eat?” Generally I don’t go out, I bring my own food to work. But since my lunch was going to be twice as long… “Yah, I was thinking about it.” I responded to him. My Coworker then asked “Do you mind grabbing a hamburger for me? I can give you money.” Seeing no problem with this, I readily agreed. “Great!” he said, and fished out his Debit Card handing it to me. “They don’t require pin numbers do they? Well if they do, my pin is.”
I could only stare at him in surprise. Did he just say what I thought he said? He gave me his Pin number?! Just in case I needed it to grab him his sandwich. Did he realize that by doing so, I had just gained access to all his money?! I could go out on a huge shopping spree and he wouldn’t know it until he checked his accounts!
In a way, this story can relate to our premortal life. When our Manager –God- Tells us that we need to go leave the store –pre earth life- for an hour, to try out the world. Where I, with my agency, could choose to do whatever I wanted in that time period before returning back to him. However before I left to face the world, my coworker, Christ, drew me aside and asked if I would go grab a hamburger for him. If I would go do a work for him (in bringing others to the gospel, or finding the gospel for myself.)
He would give me the tools to do so, his Debit Card. A card I could use at any time, but if I found myself in a situation requiring a pin number. Or repentance, here was his. He would take on the cost of my sins through his Atonement. No matter what sin I had done, he would cover it.
What would you do in this situation? Having a Debit Card with an unknown balance placed into your hands? Would you use it as much as possible until the money ran out? Would you use it only to grab the sandwich? Would you not use it at all, instead taking the costs fully upon yourself?
That’s when my agency kicks in. “Using {my} energy to obey” the simple command to go grab a sandwich. “means that I had the option to choose what was right, and let the consequences follow” if I chose wrong. It would require “self mastery” on my part to follow His Will, and not the will of the World. Self mastery that would take time to acquire.
Which, at times. We may be tempted sorely to practice the ‘natural man’s obedience. In which we disobediently reject God’s laws, because all we can see is the can’ts. We can’t do this, we can’t do that. Instead we’ll follow our own wisdom, or what is currently popular in the world, because if they’re all doing it, it can’t be so bad right?
“I meant to grab a hamburger, but gee, everyone else is getting a halibut sandwich. I’ve been told by an old man, that those sandwiches aren’t as tasty as everyone says, but if everyone else is eating it, surely the old man has to be wrong.”
The world focuses so much on the “Can’ts” of what we don’t do, that it often fails to realize that obeying a few simple commandments and focusing instead on what our “freedom’s to” are, that we can have more freedom than we’d ever imagined.
Sure, I can’t drink alcohol, but I can remember what I did last night, I can avoid liver failure, I can avoid spending a ton of money, instead, saving it for something that will last longer than the time it takes me to drink a bottle.
Perhaps because we “cannot perceive all the reasons for a commandment” we “participate in ‘selective obedience.’ … picking and choosing which of His commands we will fully follow.
“I may be told to honor both my father and my mother, but I really don’t understand why I need to honor my mother. She’s always telling me to eat my veggies and clean my room, and I don’t see why I have to as I’m fine with a messy room and never eating another green thing insight, so I’ll just honor my Father. He always gives me candy and takes me out to baseball games. I like that a lot more.”
The gospel, however, isn’t an all you can eat buffet, where we can only grab the food we like in as much quantity as we want.
No, it’s dinner at Grandma’s house where you’re expected to clean your plate, yes, even those cooked vegetables, before you can get desert afterwards.”
“To rationalize disobedience to God’s commands” is like giving your veggies to the dog so that they are ‘eaten’ just not by you. “That does not change the spiritual law or its consequences of not following them. Instead it can lead to confusion, instability, grief, and finding yourself wandering strange paths with no idea how you got there.
And I can tell you from experience, wandering strange paths is no peaceful walk in the park on a bright sunny day. No, it’s weaving your way through crowded parking lots, in the middle of the night, being blinded at every turn by bright headlights, being blockaded by cars pulling in and out, having to go around concrete barriers marking stalls, avoiding the odd people who are in the parking lot late at night, trying to keep up with another person who doesn’t seem to care at all if you’re following or not, all the while not having a clue as to where you’re going.
It’s not fun. It’s confusing. It leaves you frustrated and wondering. “Why didn’t I just follow my GPS? I knew that pathway, this pathway, I know not at all.”
Take for example the other night, after a game of laser tag, I followed another car up and down and all around to get our destination. But that wasn’t all, we ended up pulling into a set of stalls marked Reserved. Knowing the crazy tow trucks that like to circle the city like vultures, I was less than enthusiastic about parking there, but the driver said it would be alright. Still, something didn’t feel right, so I kept checking our cars, but I ended up getting distracted. When I looked back, there was a car with lights on in front of ours, not moving. Not a good sign. So I said to the girl next to me. “I’m going to move my car.”
She looked over and asked “Is that a tow truck?” I responded “I’m going to move my car.” And she said. “I’ll get the other driver to move his car too.” Luckily the tow truck was nice and moved out of our way so that we could leave without any harm coming to our cars. And we discovered, that free parking, didn’t happen until 10pm, and it was only a little after 9.
Be careful who you follow! We can’t believe we’re victims of circumstances when we had the full knowledge of how dangerous life can be here on earth. We can’t blame others if we choose to ignore the signs of ‘warning! Cliff ahead!’ and walk right over it.
While we have the knowledge to choose Freedom to and freedom from, we still have the potential to make wrong choices. Wrong choices which will have merciless consequences when they are not stopped and corrected. Choices that will lead us onto a path of misery and pain. But that’s the beauty of having Christ’s Debit Card of Atonement in our hands. Of having his GPS of the Gospel to guide us back onto the correct path. We can never venture too far away, or do something so bad, that we cannot come back to Him and his Church.
Even if we fail to obey a commandment we know we should keep, or fail to follow Christ’s example, we can tell ourselves at the end of the day as we slip under the covers. “I’ll try again tomorrow.”
To finish this off, I’m going to read a poem titled “The Wayward Path.”
For example, earlier this week at work, my manager told me that I needed to take an hour lunch break because I was over on my scheduled hours and we needed to shave some time off. Another coworker overhearing our conversation jumped in.
“Are you going out to eat?” Generally I don’t go out, I bring my own food to work. But since my lunch was going to be twice as long… “Yah, I was thinking about it.” I responded to him. My Coworker then asked “Do you mind grabbing a hamburger for me? I can give you money.” Seeing no problem with this, I readily agreed. “Great!” he said, and fished out his Debit Card handing it to me. “They don’t require pin numbers do they? Well if they do, my pin is.”
I could only stare at him in surprise. Did he just say what I thought he said? He gave me his Pin number?! Just in case I needed it to grab him his sandwich. Did he realize that by doing so, I had just gained access to all his money?! I could go out on a huge shopping spree and he wouldn’t know it until he checked his accounts!
In a way, this story can relate to our premortal life. When our Manager –God- Tells us that we need to go leave the store –pre earth life- for an hour, to try out the world. Where I, with my agency, could choose to do whatever I wanted in that time period before returning back to him. However before I left to face the world, my coworker, Christ, drew me aside and asked if I would go grab a hamburger for him. If I would go do a work for him (in bringing others to the gospel, or finding the gospel for myself.)
He would give me the tools to do so, his Debit Card. A card I could use at any time, but if I found myself in a situation requiring a pin number. Or repentance, here was his. He would take on the cost of my sins through his Atonement. No matter what sin I had done, he would cover it.
What would you do in this situation? Having a Debit Card with an unknown balance placed into your hands? Would you use it as much as possible until the money ran out? Would you use it only to grab the sandwich? Would you not use it at all, instead taking the costs fully upon yourself?
That’s when my agency kicks in. “Using {my} energy to obey” the simple command to go grab a sandwich. “means that I had the option to choose what was right, and let the consequences follow” if I chose wrong. It would require “self mastery” on my part to follow His Will, and not the will of the World. Self mastery that would take time to acquire.
Which, at times. We may be tempted sorely to practice the ‘natural man’s obedience. In which we disobediently reject God’s laws, because all we can see is the can’ts. We can’t do this, we can’t do that. Instead we’ll follow our own wisdom, or what is currently popular in the world, because if they’re all doing it, it can’t be so bad right?
“I meant to grab a hamburger, but gee, everyone else is getting a halibut sandwich. I’ve been told by an old man, that those sandwiches aren’t as tasty as everyone says, but if everyone else is eating it, surely the old man has to be wrong.”
The world focuses so much on the “Can’ts” of what we don’t do, that it often fails to realize that obeying a few simple commandments and focusing instead on what our “freedom’s to” are, that we can have more freedom than we’d ever imagined.
Sure, I can’t drink alcohol, but I can remember what I did last night, I can avoid liver failure, I can avoid spending a ton of money, instead, saving it for something that will last longer than the time it takes me to drink a bottle.
Perhaps because we “cannot perceive all the reasons for a commandment” we “participate in ‘selective obedience.’ … picking and choosing which of His commands we will fully follow.
“I may be told to honor both my father and my mother, but I really don’t understand why I need to honor my mother. She’s always telling me to eat my veggies and clean my room, and I don’t see why I have to as I’m fine with a messy room and never eating another green thing insight, so I’ll just honor my Father. He always gives me candy and takes me out to baseball games. I like that a lot more.”
The gospel, however, isn’t an all you can eat buffet, where we can only grab the food we like in as much quantity as we want.
No, it’s dinner at Grandma’s house where you’re expected to clean your plate, yes, even those cooked vegetables, before you can get desert afterwards.”
“To rationalize disobedience to God’s commands” is like giving your veggies to the dog so that they are ‘eaten’ just not by you. “That does not change the spiritual law or its consequences of not following them. Instead it can lead to confusion, instability, grief, and finding yourself wandering strange paths with no idea how you got there.
And I can tell you from experience, wandering strange paths is no peaceful walk in the park on a bright sunny day. No, it’s weaving your way through crowded parking lots, in the middle of the night, being blinded at every turn by bright headlights, being blockaded by cars pulling in and out, having to go around concrete barriers marking stalls, avoiding the odd people who are in the parking lot late at night, trying to keep up with another person who doesn’t seem to care at all if you’re following or not, all the while not having a clue as to where you’re going.
It’s not fun. It’s confusing. It leaves you frustrated and wondering. “Why didn’t I just follow my GPS? I knew that pathway, this pathway, I know not at all.”
Take for example the other night, after a game of laser tag, I followed another car up and down and all around to get our destination. But that wasn’t all, we ended up pulling into a set of stalls marked Reserved. Knowing the crazy tow trucks that like to circle the city like vultures, I was less than enthusiastic about parking there, but the driver said it would be alright. Still, something didn’t feel right, so I kept checking our cars, but I ended up getting distracted. When I looked back, there was a car with lights on in front of ours, not moving. Not a good sign. So I said to the girl next to me. “I’m going to move my car.”
She looked over and asked “Is that a tow truck?” I responded “I’m going to move my car.” And she said. “I’ll get the other driver to move his car too.” Luckily the tow truck was nice and moved out of our way so that we could leave without any harm coming to our cars. And we discovered, that free parking, didn’t happen until 10pm, and it was only a little after 9.
Be careful who you follow! We can’t believe we’re victims of circumstances when we had the full knowledge of how dangerous life can be here on earth. We can’t blame others if we choose to ignore the signs of ‘warning! Cliff ahead!’ and walk right over it.
While we have the knowledge to choose Freedom to and freedom from, we still have the potential to make wrong choices. Wrong choices which will have merciless consequences when they are not stopped and corrected. Choices that will lead us onto a path of misery and pain. But that’s the beauty of having Christ’s Debit Card of Atonement in our hands. Of having his GPS of the Gospel to guide us back onto the correct path. We can never venture too far away, or do something so bad, that we cannot come back to Him and his Church.
Even if we fail to obey a commandment we know we should keep, or fail to follow Christ’s example, we can tell ourselves at the end of the day as we slip under the covers. “I’ll try again tomorrow.”
To finish this off, I’m going to read a poem titled “The Wayward Path.”
When
the Mind goes dark
And
the Heart grows cold
Look
inside yourself
For
what became old.
Where’s
the Happiness
That
you strongly hold?
When
came the DarknessCausing you to mold?
Consider
the World
How
strong is Its hold?How deeply have you
Gone into That Fold?
Have you been blinded
Thinking Tin was Gold?
Will you try to Escape
Before your Soul’s Sold?
How
do you escape
From
Satan’s black mold?To find Agency
Anger must be sold.
Leave your Temptations
Forget the Dark Fold.
Go to the Savior
To Him you must Hold.
Grab Testimony
Keep it Bright, not Cold.
Pray to Him Always
It never grows old.
Read from the Scriptures
Made of Brass and Gold.
Go you to The Church
Listen to Truth told.
Enlightenment
Found
Shedding
Satan’s hold.Choose you the Right Way
To scourgify mold.
Press onward, upward
Don’t Stagnate, grow old.
Keep your Spirit young
Like Christ, don’t be bold.
He’ll
embrace you quick
Tender
is His hold.Gently He whispers
To the Heart, now Gold.
“I’ll love you for you.”
You’ll always be told.
“Welcome my child
You came to My Fold.”
(written by S.N.D 9/3/2010)
“Never give up on anyone, and that
includes not giving up on yourself.”
I know that as we strive to become more like Christ in our lives, we will find happiness and joy. We will not focus on what we can’t do, but what we can. And even if we mess up, Christ is waiting to help us come back, without reproof, to try again tomorrow.
I know that as we strive to become more like Christ in our lives, we will find happiness and joy. We will not focus on what we can’t do, but what we can. And even if we mess up, Christ is waiting to help us come back, without reproof, to try again tomorrow.
I say these things in the name of Jesus
Christ Amen.
Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
Saturday, August 16, 2014
Hamburgers!
It was a spur of the moment sort of thing.
I had left work on a longer lunch break, to go grab myself a hot meal. Myself and another person who had requested that I bring him back a sandwich.
Which had me thinking about my other coworkers I'd left at work.
We were small in numbers that night. Hardly anyone scheduled.
Maybe I could grab food for everyone. And not break the bank.
So upon arriving at my chosen food spot. I looked more fully at the menu, to see what inexpensive things they offered.
Maybe some inexpensive sundaes? Did everyone like ice cream though?
Maybe they wanted something more filling...
That's when I saw it.
Something called "A Bag of Burgers."
Which basically was 5 burgers for about a dollar each.
Perfect!
There were only 5 people on the floor!
But wait.... I remembered one of them maybe mentioning that they were vegetarian.
So, just in case they were, I grabbed a fry for them to eat.
Returning to the store a little while later.
I immediately handed out hamburgers to everyone in the store.
All reacted with surprise and disbelief.
And then I reached the possible vegetarian.
"Do you like hamburgers?" I asked.
She smiled and shook her head. "No, I'm vegetarian."
I grinned. "Great! I thought so, so I got fries for you."
The surprise on her face was priceless. "You remembered! No one remembers, I couldn't even get my boyfriend to remember that I'm vegetarian, and you did and I don't recall even mentioning it to you!" Even better, I managed to get her fries she loves to eat. ^^ lol. But she did mention it to me, it was an offhand comment while we were talking, so it makes sense that she didn't remember telling me it.
However, the best moment of the night.
Was when I got back to the cashier after officially coming back from my lunch break.
And he told me.
"I had been having such a bad day, and then you walked in and gave me a hamburger, Sarnic, you made my night!"
Awww ^^ lol he offered to get me a drink sometime. We'll see if he does, but really I don't care if he doesn't. It was worth it to me.
To know that a random impulse to get everyone food, ended up making one person's bad day turn into a good day.
It's a good feeling. ^^
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
I had left work on a longer lunch break, to go grab myself a hot meal. Myself and another person who had requested that I bring him back a sandwich.
Which had me thinking about my other coworkers I'd left at work.
We were small in numbers that night. Hardly anyone scheduled.
Maybe I could grab food for everyone. And not break the bank.
So upon arriving at my chosen food spot. I looked more fully at the menu, to see what inexpensive things they offered.
Maybe some inexpensive sundaes? Did everyone like ice cream though?
Maybe they wanted something more filling...
That's when I saw it.
Something called "A Bag of Burgers."
Which basically was 5 burgers for about a dollar each.
Perfect!
There were only 5 people on the floor!
But wait.... I remembered one of them maybe mentioning that they were vegetarian.
So, just in case they were, I grabbed a fry for them to eat.
Returning to the store a little while later.
I immediately handed out hamburgers to everyone in the store.
All reacted with surprise and disbelief.
And then I reached the possible vegetarian.
"Do you like hamburgers?" I asked.
She smiled and shook her head. "No, I'm vegetarian."
I grinned. "Great! I thought so, so I got fries for you."
The surprise on her face was priceless. "You remembered! No one remembers, I couldn't even get my boyfriend to remember that I'm vegetarian, and you did and I don't recall even mentioning it to you!" Even better, I managed to get her fries she loves to eat. ^^ lol. But she did mention it to me, it was an offhand comment while we were talking, so it makes sense that she didn't remember telling me it.
However, the best moment of the night.
Was when I got back to the cashier after officially coming back from my lunch break.
And he told me.
"I had been having such a bad day, and then you walked in and gave me a hamburger, Sarnic, you made my night!"
Awww ^^ lol he offered to get me a drink sometime. We'll see if he does, but really I don't care if he doesn't. It was worth it to me.
To know that a random impulse to get everyone food, ended up making one person's bad day turn into a good day.
It's a good feeling. ^^
Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!
-Sarnic Dirchi
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