Repentance = Seeking God’s Mercy

first aidIt didn’t take long before I heard the groans of my students as I displayed, in bold, big letters, the word, “repent”. They were then asked to list other words that came to mind. Sin, embarrassment, bishop, confess, pain, mistake, unworthy, discouragement, hell, hopelessness were among the words most listed. There were a few who listed Atonement, Christ, joy, and change, but the overwhelmingly, most-picked words where negative and their comments certainly reflected that my students believed repenting was no fun. Read more of this post

Twitter Notes from the Oregon City Stake Conference…President Morby said I could!

1780792_10202795744202040_1017836587_nMany of you already know I enjoy tweeting General Conference. It keeps me focused and allows me to share notes that are being taken, in real time, from all over the world. It also creates a digital, web record that is being indexed by all the major search engines. This means that when someone searches anything about the Church or its doctrine my tweets have as much a chance to be in the search results as someone’s who is antagonistic towards the Church.
Fact is, my tweets and posts alone won’t do much at all. However, the combined updates, posts, tweets, pins of all of us makes a difference in what is returned on everyday searches. It really comes down to this; we have to tell our story or someone else, who hates us, will.
With that in mind, I loved the messages delivered by the missionaries and mission president in the Oregon City Stake (my stake) Conference this past weekend. In effect, President Morby asked us to get on-line, get a Facebook page, a blog, a twitter account and start telling our story. I loved it because I was, well, already tweeting stake conference. Any guilt that I may have felt for taking notes via twitter was washed away and I become a tweeting maniac. Read more of this post

My soul delighteth in chiasmi

scripsOne of the literary devices frequently used in ancient scriptures is what is known as “introverted parallelism” or, as its more commonly known, a chiamus. (kahy-az-muhs) Consider the following example:

“He that findeth his life shall lose it: and he that loseth his life for my sake shall find it.” (Matt. 10:39) Read more of this post

A Year Ago Today – Galilee

March 30, 2011

Mt. of Beattitudes

Jill sitting on the traditional site of the Sermon on the Mount

Close to the height of His popularity, Jesus delivered the Sermon on the Mount, which included the Beatitudes.  It is perhaps the most read of Jesus’ teachings and introducing something more than what the Law of Moses had become.  It moved the focus from things we do – our behavior, to the feelings and motives we have.  If we have correct motives, if we develop the attributes of Christ, our Christian acts will follow – a by-product of who we have become. Read more of this post

A year ago today. A photo essay about the Holy Lands.

A year ago this and next week, Jill and I, along with her parents, experienced the trip of a life time. A number of my posts have recounted the experiences we had in the Holy Lands. In fact, one was even published in the Church News and expressed the sentiment that you don’t have to go to the Holy Lands to experience deep spiritual feelings. One can walk where Jesus walked right here in holy temples. One can come to know Jesus is the son of God right where one stands.

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Another reason to love sports – March Madness and Murray State

Last fall I wrote a post highlighting some of the reasons I really like team sports. This morning I was watching the mega coverage of the NCAA’s March Madness. It truly is the best sports time of the year. In their coverage CBS (along with TNT, TBS & TruTV) focused in on the Murray State Racers. Read more of this post

Having His hands placed upon my head

I must admit, because I have served in the Young Men’s programs of the Church for almost all of my adult life, I have not attended very many High Priest Group meetings on Sundays. In fact, until now, I don’t think I’ve attended two weeks in a row. High Priest Groups generally have a reputation for either being a time for the “more seasoned” men of the ward to take naps or for less-than-stellar teaching – or both. But this past Sunday I was visiting my parents ward in Coos Bay, Oregon, where I heard a really cool thought (just to debunk the aforementioned reputation.) Read more of this post

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