Thursday, 22 March 2018

My Favourite Things . . . 
These are some of the things in life that I enjoy and which make me happy, inspire me, or put a smile on my face. Maybe some of them are yours too.  Lets share! 

Jim Jams Hazelnut Chocolate Spread. For when you just gotta have some. It has 83% less sugar than the regular one (without saying its name) and it is just as tasty in my books. Once in a blue moon I like it spread on my sugar free Maria biscuits. Todd can sit there munching on his Tunnocks Marshmallow tea cakes, and I have a few Maria's spread with Jim Jams and everybody's happy!


I love LOVE Grey's Anatomy. (Thank you Prime!) I never got to watch it when it first started, so I am way behind on the seasons (just on season 2 now) but I just love this show. I love the characters and everything about it.  I am not a Doctor or a Nurse and so I can watch it without being bugged by anything that might bug a real Doctor or Nurse.  Ariana says she can't stand it because there are no nurses and it looks like the Surgeons are doing all the work and we all know that Nurses do most of the work.  Doesn't matter to me.  Not a nurse, so don't care, lol.   

Lavender. I adore Lavender. When I was a girl I loved Yardley's Lavender perfume. I still do although I don't wear it.  I like my bedroom to smell like Lavender though. One day I am going to visit the Lavender fields here in the UK and witness their beauty for myself.


Thatched Cottages.  I love thatched cottages.  I would love to have a thatched cottage. They look so romantic and shakespeare - ee. with the climbing roses and beams . . . they just are so charming. 

Men in Kilts. 


Let me amend that  . . .  ahem . . .  certain  men in  kilts. I guess not all kilts are created equal. lol.

Cuckoo Clocks.  I prefer the ones which are all carved in wood, rather than the colourful ones. When we were in Germany we saw some amazing ones.  We visited the World's largest Cuckoo Clock and we bought a Cuckoo Clock, ourselves, which sadly no longer works. It played music every hour on the hour with a different tune each hour. The novelty does wear off, and most of the time the music was turned off, but it still hangs on our wall because it is pretty to look at. It is a battery operated one because they are cheaper, but in retrospect we should have bought a geared one. 

I may be alone here, but I always liked Goofy.  In face I preferred him over Mickey.  Goofy seemed more human.  I never could quite figure out what he was, a dog or a man?  Whatever, I liked him.  


Tea Pots, my favourite being the good old fashioned Brown Betty.  I have one in my doll house, but sadly not in real life.  I like to look at fancy tea pots and there are some really unusual ones out there, but when it comes to having one, I prefer simple.  I think the Brown Betty is perfection in a tea pot.  

Dark Chocolate and Ginger.  Flavour perfection. 


The Waltons. Still watch it. Still love it.  So does Todd.  When I was a girl I wanted a house full of kids like the Waltons.  I had five.which was two short.  Would have loved to have ten. So would have Todd. 

Pizza. I love the stuff.  I first tasted pizza when I was in high school, and they were making and selling pizza at Winter Carnival.  It was love at first bite.  Then my highschool boyfriend introduced us to Kraft Pizza mix.  Woa!  A pizza you could make at home, quick and easy! Show me where to sign up!  They don't do that type of thing over here.  I did buy a boxed pizza dough mix once, but it was YUCKKY!  Tasted too much like baking soda or something.  Now I make them from scratch because (as much as Todd dislikes pizza) sometimes you just got to have a pizza, and I like homemade from scratch best of all.  

Truth and Honesty.  We live in a world sugar coated with lies. It is hard to find the truth sometimes and there is not a lot of honesty about.  We read blogs and look at instagram, and we see only what people want us to see.  A lot of it highly edited, colourized and distorted.  Its not real and it can cause people to feel like they are always falling short, creating envy and covetedness. I really want realism.  I think you can show people the reality and they can still enjoy seeing it.  There was one particular blog in particular that I used to visit all the time. They posted food and decorating tips, etc.  Then I noticed that all the photos were looking really too brightly coloured, and it was turning into a travel blog rather than a food and decorating blog.  I noticed it most when they went to places I had gone, and I saw that the colours were all totally distorted.  I felt cheated and lied to.  We are being lied to all the time.  Packaging and contents get smaller, prices stay the same  . . . politicians talk out of both sides of their mouth.  Models are airbrushed beyond believability.  13 year olds selling wrinkle creams.  I present things pretty much as you see them. I do edit a bit, cutting down the size of the photos and cutting away some of the background, but I don't change colours, or erase things. I might be more popular if I did, but I don't.  I pride myself on reality, truth and honesty. Even down to my profile picture.  

This is still my all-time favourite tea cosy, from Jane Brocket's book, The Gentle Art of Knitting. 

I think this might be the first abstract work of art that I have fallen in love with. Cosy 2 by Hennie van Lande.  She is a Dutch painter. I am usually not that into abstract, but my sister has me looking at it now with different eyes.  I like this, I really do.  I have a long ways to go though before I actually fall in love with abstract art. 

Window Seats.  Have always wanted to have a bay window with a window seat, so I could sit in there and watch the world walk by. 

And those are my favourite things for this week.
A thought to carry with you  . . .  
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The relationship within yourself
sets the tone for every other
relationship you have.
~Jane Travis  •。★★ 。* 。



Today's Reading - Mosiah 24:1-15 
Question What have you learnt from the reading today? What do you think the people learned from having their burdens made light, rather than taken away?  
Thoughts - This talk is such a good one for today - President Monson - 'I will not fail thee, nor forsake thee'. In it he includes this poem:

The tree that never had to fight
For sun and sky and air and light,
But stood out in the open plain
And always got its share of rain,
Never became a forest king
But lived and died a scrubby thing.

The man who never had to toil
To gain and farm his patch of soil,
Who never had to win his share
Of sun and sky and light and air,
Never became a manly man
But lived and died as he began.

Good timber does not grow with ease:
The stronger wind, the stronger trees;
The further sky, the greater length;
The more the storm, the more the strength.
By sun and cold, by rain and snow,
In trees and men good timbers grow. 

Why would God take away all these opportunities for growth, when that is his purpose for us?  I am grateful for His mercy in strengthening, comforting and blessing us, His children, throughout our times of burden. I am greatful for the Lord's words, "Come unto me, all ye that labour and that are heavy laden, and i will give you rest."  I know that this is true.  I know that real rest is to be only found in Him. 
Tomorrow's Reading  (Day 127) - Mosiah 24:16-25:14 
Question - Why do you think we need to give thanks? How can we lift our voices to praise God?

In The English Kitchen today . . .  Ham & Mac Bake.  Simple and delicious.

Have a great Thursday!  Don't forget!

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And I do too!

Wednesday, 21 March 2018

The Crazy Quilt . . .

I remember a quilt that was in our home in my growing up years. It had been pieced together by my maternal grandmother, and lay at times on my sister's bed and at other times on the end of my mom's. It was nothing spectacular . . . quite old really . . . but something that I loved to lay on. It always felt so cosy and warm . . . comforting . . .

It had been composed of leftover scraps of material, stuffed with what appeared to be wool and was tufted with coloured bits of yarn. The scraps of material were a myriad of colour . . . and one could imagine that one scrap might have been from one of my mother's childhood dresses, or one of her sister's . . . or even from one of my grandfather's shirts. They were all odd shapes and sizes and colours. The quilt was very worn . . . worn through to the stuffing in some places . . . but I loved to lay on it and touch all the different patches and wonder where they had come from and the meaning behind them . . .


Some of the fabrics were very plain and dull . . . not much to look at. I could well imagine my grandmother tiredly saying to one of the girls . . . "Beggars can't be choosers. A dress is a dress." while the girl frowned at her new school dress, disappointed that on that day she would not shine. Still others were bright and cheery, like little snippets of celebrations and holidays. A few of the fancier bits carried the whisper of weddings, dances, first kisses . . .

All of the fabrics were arranged haphazardly, almost seeming to shout at each other with loud voices. The textures were interesting though . . . there would be smooth next to bumpy, seeksucker alongside of velvet . . . and all over the quilt there were hundreds of tiny stiches, almost invisible to the eye, puckering ever so slightly. Laying on it I always felt as if in a dreamworld of my imaginations . . . the different textures and colours each telling me a different story beneath my fingertips . . . the quilt was filled with lovely thoughts and memories of my Grandmother too, who passed away far, far too soon .

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 It occurs to me this morning that my Grandmother's quilt was quite like the friends I have gathered throughout my lifetime . . . some of them a bit scratchy and rough, like sturdy pieces of wool, which in time softened . . . or maybe I just got used to their ways. Other friends, as delicate as silk . . . needing to be handled with care. Then there are the friends who are colourful and bright and great fun to be around . . . and some very special ones who feel soft and cosy like brushed cotton flannel . . . the ones who always know how to make you feel better.

I've lived in so very many different places and each place I have lived . . . I have gathered friends for a season. In the end I would have to leave them behind, or they would have to leave me . . . and yet, in my heart, Iknow they are friends for life. If we were to meet again in person tomorrow, it would be as if nothing had changed. We would hug and laugh and talk nonstop. It would seem like time had stood still and the years apart would simply melt away . . . 


That is because God has sewn them all into my heart . . . a masterpiece . . . a crazy quilt of friendship and warm memories, that will ever keep me warm, comforted and cosy . . . a quilt which is not near being finished, as I add to it each year . . . with each new acquaintance weaving their way in amongst the dear and beloved, and finding a place of their own in my heart.

Oh . . . what a lovely thought don't you think??? 

Its bright, clear and dry out there this morning, but very cold with a light frost laying across our back garden. I'll take dry and clear.  I was able to hang some laundry out yesterday, first time in ages, and I am hoping to be able to do the same today. Oh, I do so love the smell of fresh laundry off the line.  So lovely!  I am looking foward to calling my mom later today. That is always a bonus!

Thanks for your happy thoughts yesterday re the Doctor and Todd.  All good news, she just wanted to change one of his prescriptions and said he was low on Vitamin D, and should take some.  Whew! You try not to think the worst, but you can't help it can you. Once you have had cancer, it is always there niggling at the back of your mind, and it is early days yet.  I never take one day with my Todd for granted. Each one we are given is an extra special blessing.

A thought to carry with you  . . .

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Even if you cannot always see that silver lining on your clouds, 
God can, for He is the very source of the light you seek. 
He does love you, and He knows your fears. 
He hears your prayers. He is your Heavenly Father, 
and surely He matches with His own 
the tears His children shed.”
~ Jeffrey R. Holland, Created for Greater Things 

Spiritual Enlightenment  



Today's Reading - Mosiah 23:16-39 
Talk - David A Bednar - 'Therefore they hushed their fears'
Question - What have you learnt from the reading today? What helps you to hush your fears?  

Thoughts - Recently I heard someone say that you can still be scared and have faith. What you might be asked to do could be scary, but the very fact that you're willing to do it, is faith. Acting on this faith strengthens it. Also FEAR is something that builds and grows.  It feeds off the unknown. Today I feel the reminder that there is nothing unknown to Heavenly Father. Jesus Christ has overcome all things and can succour me in those feelings. The Holy Spirit is a comforter, teacher and guide. All the Godhead working in my life. I love this quote from true to the faith, "the whisperings of the spirit can calm your fears, hush the nagging worries of your life, and comfort you...The Holy Ghost can FILL you "with hope and perfect love". 

I love this hymn for how it reminds me to leave to God those things that are in His control and to trust him in hard times, but also it testifies of the hope that is in the future. 
"Be still my soul, The Lord is on thy side. 
With patience bear thy cross of grief or pain. 
Leave to thy God to order and provide. 
In every change He faithful will remain. 
Be still my soul, thy best, thy heavenly friend. 
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.
Be still, my soul: The hour is hast’ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul: When change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last." 
Tomorrow's Reading (Day 126) - Mosiah 24:1-15 
Question What have you learnt from the reading today? What do you think the people learned from having their burdens made light, rather than taken away? 
Cooking in The English Kitchen today  . . .  Hot Cross Bun Bacon Baps.  Seriously tasty!  With some marmalade and brown sauce, these were a real breakfast treat for us yesterday.
Have a beautiful Wednesday, don't forget along the way of your day! 

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Tuesday, 20 March 2018

The Simple Woman's Daybook . . .

FOR TODAY, March 20, 2018

Outside my window ...
It was already getting light out when I got up at 5 am. I could hear the birds singing. I know it will go  back to being dark again come Sunday when our clocks move forward. Today is the first day of Spring.  The days for this year seem to already be slipping off the calendar at an alarming rate.  Time, please stand still, or at least move a tiny bit slower, please!!

I am thinking ...
Todd got a letter in the post yesterday from our GP surgery asking for a telephone consult with the Doctor to discuss the results of his latest blood tests. Now I am back to worrying again, and I am sure he is also, although he hasn't said. Please keep him/us in your prayers that it is nothing sinister.  Thanks!

In the kitchen ...

A Simple Roast Loin of Pork.  I've been doing it like this for years. Its nice and garlicky.  And as a bonus, I made us Cuban Sandwiches with the leftovers. 

On my "To Cook" list ...

From Feasting on Fruit.  Medjool sweetened Vegan gluten-free rice crispie treats. These look delicious. Maybe even healthy.

Good to know ... 

One Good Thing.  How to rescue old yellowed pillows.

I am creating ...

Nancy's Notions.  A free pattern.  Love this.

The Paper Pixie.  Mini Origami Handbags.  What cute party favours these would be. Video tutorial as well.

Video Tutorial for making these cute quilled Ballerinas.

The Gift of Knitting.  How to knit a perfect edge.  Free finishing technique.

Drops Design.  Free pattern for knitted garter stitch slippers.  Love these.

I am reading ...

If I Forget You, by Thomas Christopher Greene 
Two former lovers reconnect in this beautiful and haunting tale of great lost love from the critically acclaimed author of The Headmaster's Wife.

Twenty-one years after they were driven apart by circumstances beyond their control, two former lovers have a chance encounter on a Manhattan street. What follows is a tense, suspenseful exploration of the many facets of enduring love. Told from altering points of view through time, If I Forget You tells the story of Henry Gold, a poet whose rise from poverty embodies the American dream, and Margot Fuller, the daughter of a prominent, wealthy family, and their unlikely, star-crossed love affair, complete with the secrets they carry when they find each other for the second time.

 Written in lyrical prose, If I Forget You is at once a great love story, a novel of marriage, manners, and family, a meditation on the nature of art, a moving elegy to what it means to love and to lose, and how the choices we make can change our lives forever.

I have only just started this.

Looking forward to ...
Talking to my mom tomorrow afternoon. Although we mostly talk about the same things these days, I really enjoy our conversations.  Her short term memory might be really bad, but her long term memory is still quite good.

Dreaming about ...

3/4 sleeves, gathers, tunics . . .  leggings and flip flops . . . 


Drop waists  . . .  droopy pockets, pushed up sleeves and polka dots  . . . 

Washed out denim, baggy and yet stream-lined, assymetrical pockets . . .  clogs  . . . and fish necklaces . . .  

Plain and yet sweet . . . pleats and floral applique . . . tiny buttons, gathered edge  3/4 sleeves . . . 

Where do I start . . .  so much to love about this  . . . the scarf, the pleats . . .the sheer underdress, the boots . . . 

Something to watch  ... 


My Girl.  So much to love in this. It will make you laugh. It will make you cry. You'll love the characters.  There's a love story.  You'll love the music. No swearing. Hardly any violence.  Jamie Lee Curtis. A sweet, sweet story. Its all good.

A Quote for the Day ... 

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As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common, everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful. They are the things that fill our lives with comfort and our hearts with gladness - just the pure air to breathe and the strength to breathe it; just the warmth and shelter and home folks; just plain food that gives us strength; the bright sunshine on a cold day, and a cool breeze when the day is warm. 
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Makes me smile ... 

Father and sons  . . .  family . . .  you can see the joy and the love here. They are so comfortable together. 

Corner's of my kingdom ...

Aberglasney Gardens, Llangathen, Wales. Aberglasney was made famous by the BBC television series "A Garden Lost in Time" which followed its restoration. Today it is quite simply one of Wales' finest gardens. A renowned plantsman's paradise with a unique Elizabethan cloister garden at its heart.

And that's my daybook for this week!

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Today's reading - Mosiah 22:10-23:15 
Question What have you learnt from the reading today? What can these verses teach us about our attitude towards new or returning members?  
Thoughts - These new members of their congregation were welcomed with joy and acceptance. However the Lamanites noticing they were gone pursued them, they searched diligently for two days to find them. For me, this is important to note. The things that new or returning members have to leave behind in order to join the church might pursue them for days, months, years in their journey through their own wilderness (wilderness is symbolic of purification). This makes me see the great work we can do in encouraging and supporting them as they start on this new and unfamiliar but wonderful path. "See there is no contention among you", is the first of many admonitions and is vital warning for our day too. I have always maintained that you love people into the Kingdom, you don't hammer them in. We are all at different levels in our journies back to our heavenly home. What matters most is only that we are headed in the right direction.

Tomorrow's reading (Day 125) - Mosiah 23:16-39 
Talk - David A Bednar - 'Therefore they hushed their fears'
Question - What have you learnt from the reading today? What helps you to hush your fears? 

I hope you have a beautiful day!  The sun is shining here and there is a real warmth in it. Don't forget along the way  . . . 

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and I do too! 

PS - GREAT news. Doctor called and all it is was that Todd needs to be taking some Vitamin D and his cholesterol drug needs changing to a more effective one.  Whew! Talk about a relief!

Monday, 19 March 2018

Small and Wonderful Things . . .

"The world is fairly studded and strewn with pennies cast broadside from a generous hand. But who gets excited by a mere penny?...It is dire poverty indeed when a man is so malnourished and fatigued that he won't stoop to pick up a penny. But if you cultivate a healthy poverty and simplicity, so that finding a penny will literally make your day, then, since the world is in fact planted with pennies, you have with your poverty bought a lifetime of days. It is that simple. what you see is what you get." ~Anne Dillard  

A few of the small and wonderful things from the past week which brought untold joy into my life. It's the small things in life which truly mean the most. Simple abundance . . . it's the best.


Being told by the heart clinic that my episodes are likely not heart-related but gastro-related. What a load off!!   I just need to see my GP and  switch some medication around, so that is an easy fix.  Lets hope it works, and I can get this acid reflux thing under better control. The consultant I saw was very helpful and friendly. He was Irish. The Irish are a friendly lot.  He told me it is his niece that produces Game of Thrones, which he has never seen by the way.  I just happened to mention that Ireland was where a lot of it was filmed and that I wanted to go one day. 

I used to be painfully shy at one time.  I cannot believe that I was ever that way. Although I am still not really comfortable or happy in crowds, I am not so shy any more and I do love to talk to people, meet new people, etc. I have more confidence now than I have ever had in my life, and that is a good thing. 


Free Prescriptions.  In the UK if you are over the age of 60, you get free prescriptions.  That is a good thing and I am so grateful for that. If I didn't have free prescriptions I don't think I would be able to afford my medications. This is a blessing I will never take for granted.  I think in Wales all prescriptions are free, but I could be wrong. 

Tomorrow is the first day of Spring.  Although the temperatures might deny it, and it might not look quite like Spring is springing when you look out the door, it cannot be denyed. March 20th is the first official day of Spring, and it is all uphill from here.  The days will be getting warmer and brighter.  the bumblebees will soon be bumbling and things will be springing up in the garden.  Of course we still have April showers to get through, but its all onwards and upwards from here tomorrow!♥


My mom.  I love my mom so much. She has been such a force for good in my life. I cannot imagine how difficult it is for my sister to be faced with her decline on a daily basis. I am far removed from it.  I can tell each time I call her that she is getting worse and worse, memory/thought process wise. It is very noticeable and I am sure it is very frustrating for her, and a challenge for my sister. It is not easy to deal with people who have dementia and help them to maintain their dignity and pride.  My sister does it admirably.  I wish so much that I could be there doing my part.  All I can do is pray and then call the few times a week that I do.  I try to get mom talking about the past a lot, which she is really good with.  I wish that my cousins and stuff would take it in turn to go and visit her every now and then, just to break up her days somewhat and give her something different to enjoy.  I am so grateful that she has been able to stay in her home, and for my sister's care.  I wish that I could do more to help, both time wise and financially.  Here in the UK my sister would be entitled to a carer's allowance.  In Canada she is entitled to ZIP. Nada.  I know it is a struggle. I wish I could win the lottery or something, then I could help more.   But I am grateful for a sister's love and care, and for my mom still being here I know that both are extra special blessings. 

I know I don't talk about him much, but I am grateful for my dad also. I love this photo of him with my sister, brother and me.  (My sister and I have matching skirts!  Thanks Mom!  She made them.) My father always did extra jobs to bring money into the home, or for spending money for himself which was the same thing because if he was earning his spending money, it wasn't coming out of the family budget. When I was really young, like in this photo, it meant he worked on his days off putting up television antennae for people.  I can remember driving around the community on my bicycle and seeing him up on roof's doing this and feeling really proud that that was my father up there doing that important job.  I love my dad.  Always have. Always will.  I need to try to catch him on the telephone this week.  He is very mobile and is out and about a lot. Its often hard for me to catch him in. 


Of all the rooms in the house, I love my bedroom most of all.  

It is exactly the way I like it and want it to be.  I love the furniture. I love the art.  I love the colours.  I just love everything about it.  Part of that is because it isn't cluttered.  I think I would love all of my house if I could get rid of the clutter.  Need to work on that. 

An attitude of gratitude. Every day may not be a good day, but there is something good in every day.  I am a half glass full type of person.  I am grateful for the ability I have to recognise my blessings and embrace them. For my ability to be grateful.  Life is soooooo much better if you can allow yourself to see the grace in it, no matter the circumstances.  I am always cognizant of the fact that things could always be worse, and so I am grateful for whatever whatever . . . . life is good.  Oh yes, I am not perfect. I do have down moments, and you all know that, but I am grateful for the ability to shake it off. 

Little patches of sunlight.  Mitzie knows where to find them.  On the day before this last cold weather system we are now under, it was a gorgeous day and Mitzie was out in the back enjoying every patch of warmth that the sunshine was giving. Todd noticed that the frogs were back spawning in the puddings in the back grassed area.  I expect they have all frozen now and well, it was a waste anyways, because what can spawn from a puddle that will dry up as spring continues.


Daily talks with Eileen.  That's my oldest daughter.  I am so grateful for this girl of  mine who seeks me out on a daily basis and wants to talk with me. We do have fun. We didn't get to talk yesterday. Her husband messaged me to tell me that she has the flu.  I hope she feels better soon.   I suspect that she wrote the message on his tablet for him to send to me once he got to where he could send it.  He doesn't really read or write. I think the longest message I have ever gotten from him personally on there is "Hi Marie."  lol

Hot soup on cold days.  Don't you just love tomato soup?  I could make a meal of a bowl of tomato soup.  Its even better with a grilled cheese on the side for dipping, but even just the bowl of soup is great.

I am tempting fate now.  I best press publish before I lose this again.  I have lost this three times already this morning.  The computer gremlins are playing up!!  I don't know what I will do if my laptop cracks up.  I don't have the ability to get another one!  So lets just close with saying that I am also grateful for each and every one of you.  You who still come to visit me day after day, even after all these years.  I really do appreciate each and every one of you.  It's true!

A thought to carry with you  . . .

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A beautiful face will age,
and a perfect body will change,
but a beautiful soul will 
always be a beautiful soul.
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Spiritual Enlightenment  


BOOK OF MORMON CORNER - Mosiah 21:28-22:9 
Question - What have you learnt from the reading today? Why do you think we sometimes have to wait for our righteous desires?  

Thoughts -  I love the example of Limhi's people here. That as they waited for their righteous desire they didnt become immobile. They made and kept promises to serve the Lord and obey His commandments. They were waiting upon two righteous desires. 1. Physical deliverance 2. Spiritual deliverance through ordinances, even though they'd already made covenants. The deliverance from the Lamanites, they counselled together and came up with a plan to get themselves physically to a better place. Spiritual deliverance through covenants and ordinances, they knew they had to wait upon correct authority. I love Ammon's strength of character! How easy would it have been to give these people their righteous desires under incorrect authority, they clearly asked him. But he withstood and taught them about waiting and doing it the right way! This has so many applications but the one I take today is - you can't rush the Lord, His timing and His ways are higher, He sees the bigger picture of my life. So trust. Trust in His power to deliver.
Tommorrow's Reading (Day 124) - Mosiah 22:10-23:15 
Question What have you learnt from the reading today? What can these verses teach us about our attitude towards new or returning members? 

In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Asian Slaw.  Crunchy, colourful and filled with lovely Asian flavours.  Healthy too! 
I hope your week ahead is filled with an abundance of small and wonderful things!  Don't forget along the way  . . . 

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and I do too!