A very surprise day!

Yey an updated blog post.

During choir practice the last couple of months the other choir members and I have been learning various Christmas songs. No matter what I have did I couldn't get into these songs. I would mess up the ASL on Silent Night, be out of tune, my heart would just not be into the songs. I was dreading today when we would perform the songs for the Christmas program. Two reasons I was dreading this day, one it's my birthday,(by-the-way I got tons of wonderfully awesome birthday wishes, thank you!), I don't do Christmas on my birthday. Reason is that I like to keep the two separate. The other big one was that I just couldn't get into the songs to do them justice. I worried over that. I fared that that what I was feeling would come out in the performance.

When I got to church this morning I was still concerned about my performance for these songs. During the first song something happen to me. I finely got into the songs. I was wondering about the change, what made the drastic change. All morning I was trying to remember that a lot of people forgets what Christmas is about. People forget Jesus birthday and why He came to earth. During this program I was finely able to forget my problems and focus on what I was doing. I wasn't just singing but I was singing praises to Jesus, thanking Him for coming down to earth to do the most important thing that one man could do; redeem mankind.

I remember back in 2006 I directed a play that was performed by special needs. It was the Nativity, special needs style. One special needs man was our angle in the play. What made the play so special was that this little special needs man kept kneeling down in front of baby Jesus during the performance and saying:

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Ever sense that performance night I have wondered if I did the same thing if I didn't then singing praises to Him I hope would be my thank you!

By-the-way I so got an awesome Happy Birthday song from some cool guys. What more could a girl ask for??

Cheers everyone and Happy Holidays!

Rooted in my ward?

Time has flown-on-by for me. The past two months I have been looking for a new place to move into. With a lot of houses setting empty (unfortunately), you'd think that this task would be easy. It is not.

However something strange has happen. Let me explain, but please bear with me, as I try to make this easy on both of us, it's a bit complicated.

Two years ago on the last of May, my ward boundaries changed. The result of course my new ward was filled with lots of new faces, I hardly knew anyone. My poor bishop need to organize the new ward from scratch. People were outraged that the new boundaries had formed. I was excited to get to know more people in the stake; sure I would miss the friends within the old boundaries, but thought this was such an exciting time!

Now after the new boundaries was presented to us, on the following Sunday was time to meet my new ward members. We gathered in the cultural hall to introduce ourselves, it was loud. People were saying that they were freaked out about their new calling, others (including myself) was saying:

"Yay! I don't have a calling!"

Little did I know! Any how, I had this fleeting epiphany; it was fast and I thought I was crazy that time. This epiphany was that I would be moving. I don't know when and I still don't. Like I have said I am still looking for a place to live.

So came the realization of a decision, and while looking back, I think that this decision was a stupid one. It was that I would not try to form any real friendship's with any one, it would make saying "good-by" so much easier. At the same time I wasn't rude to anyone. I was still polite and talked to my fellow ward members; at the same time trying not to *root* myself in the ward. Do you know how hard that was? I thought that it would be easy, and that I was doing a pretty darn good job of it! Until last Sunday.

I didn't know how much I became apart of this ward. The choir director found out that I can sing a tune last spring. The *hidden* talent was found out while we worked together on the ward road show. For five months she persuaded, beg, and pleaded for me to join the choir. I made some pretty insane excuses,( if desired to look at some these lame excuses see Sunday the day of Confrontations and Hints, come what may! Please note: you have been warned, they are stupid!).

I did joined the ward choir. As last week practice came to a close, I happen to say to my choir director that I might be moving, however difficult that has proven to be. Her response along with another sister in choir, went something like this.

CD: "Inventing excuses, what is up with inventing such excuses? I don't see a problem if you do leave, all what needs to be done is to come back and do the songs."

SIC: "You're leaving?"

Their was more to the conversation that I will not type up. As I looked at this sister as she said that comment, I felt like how she looked. Like I had slapped her. I didn't physically touched her, but the news brought on a mental slapped for her. I was surprised. I have realized some things.

1. No matter how much I tried to *distance* myself from the fellow ward members, it didn't happen.
2. With the news of possible of moving away from the ward, bought on a mental slap for not only this Sister, but for myself as well. We became friends. Not close, but friends non-the-less.
3. If I leave my new *ward family* I will miss them. Life will go on, someone else will take my calling, but no one can, or will replace *me*.

Things I learn along the road of life. I thought that it would be easy to distance myself, but last Sunday proved otherwise.

Cheers Everyone!

Dating-An endangered Species?????

Back when our grandparents were teens and young adults, life and dating were so much different. Our grandparents got married for survival. They needed to have a companion and children to work the farm or the family business.

Just for laughs and giggles:

• Men got married because they needed a women to tell them that “The meat is bad. Lets put in the flour sack and bury it!” Mens response “Or lets make Mince Meat Pie out of it. Waste not, want not!”
  
• Women got married because, if she did not, she would be forever with her family or be the local school teacher. If she was lucky, then she would be the that governess.

Now when our parents got married, it was out of companionship and family. Then during the late 70's inflation was on the rise. So now "mom" needed to go to work to help support the family. So corporation's had to recognized the "Woman Suffrage Movement," and found out that women are capable of doing the same jobs as man. So many women then opened doors for other women, that were never even opened before, so women are walking though those doors.

Now it is our turn, singles. Face it, a lot of us have stopped dating, or just date to have companionship on a Friday or Saturday night; before that lonely week begins once more. Some problems have arrived for us singles. Once-upon-a-time a woman was defined on her ability to have a husband and children. If she couldn't do it, then the poor woman would not be viewed as a woman, she has failed. Today, if a woman had a husband and children; society would not view her as a woman, she as failed; her status, she would not be a women or a person. Society view a woman as a person of value if she has a career. Divorce has been made legally easy, you can do it online in one day. The family now is not as sacred as it was during the time of our grandparents and earlier times. Times have changed indeed, and the Plan of Happiness becomes discourage. A friend of mine said:

“It is so hard to find a good man.”

I disagree, I find good men all the time whether they are LDS or not! What is hard is to get that good man to take up their responsibility and get married; LDS men, Priesthood responsibility. So Men are not the only ones reluctant to take up their traditional role's. I agree that it is hard to challenge what society has foisted on us. Society have made single life look glamorous, but we singles who are 30 and over know better; we are the ones who need to deal with the loneliness during the week. Oh sure, we compensate the loneliness with family; a lot of singles who has siblings who have children of their own; we surround ourselves with their children, to only go home and think:

"I now have my fill. How do they do it?"

Sometimes I get the sneakiest feeling that my nephews love to come over because they know they will get spoiled. Like I have said, we are compensating.

Now a mother of a teen boy of dating age told me this:

"My son and his friends are not dating, AT ALL! My daughter couldn't wait to start dating, my son, he is a different story. "

I remember being in my teen years and couldn't wait to start dating. All I could think of is how much fun it would be, to be with my friends and date the boys we thought were cute. Now that society has made single life looking virtually glamorous, these teens are a new generation of Non daters . If our parents and other family members are looking at us 30 something and shaking their heads and wounder if we will ever get married; the parents and other family members of this new young generation of Non daters are discourage, scared, worried, that the devil's opposition of our Father's Plan of Happiness are getting to their youth. This opposition is, to stay single and avoid eternal exaltation, or to become as miserable as the devil.

We all want to experience great happiness, this is the shocker, (yes,that was sarcasm), to achieve that great happiness we all need to follow God the Father's Plan of Happiness. Within A Proclamation to the World given by the First Presidency of the LDS church says this:

"In the premortal realm, spirit sons and daughters knew and worshiped God as their Eternal Father and accepted His plan by which His children could obtain a physical body and gain earthly experience to progress toward perfection and ultimately realize his or her divine destiny as an heir of eternal life. The divine plan of happiness enables family relationships to be perpetuated beyond the grave. Sacred ordinances and covenants available in holy temples make it possible for individuals to return to the presence of God and for families to be united eternally."

Within the LDS Church, we teach that you must be married before we can "Be fruitful, and multiply, (Gen. 1:28; Abr. 4:28). The reason is, again it is in the A Proclamation to the World:

"The family is ordained of God. Marriage between man and woman is essential to His eternal plan. Children are entitled to birth within the bonds of matrimony, and to be reared by a father and a mother who honor marital vows with complete fidelity. Happiness in family life is most likely to be achieved when founded upon the teachings of the Lord Jesus Christ. Successful marriages and families are established and maintained on principles of faith, prayer, repentance, forgiveness, respect, love, compassion, work, and wholesome recreational activities. By divine design, fathers are to preside over their families in love and righteousness and are responsible to provide the necessities of life and protection for their families. Mothers are primarily responsible for the nurture of their children. In these sacred responsibilities, fathers and mothers are obligated to help one another as equal partners. Disability, death, or other circumstances may necessitate individual adaptation. Extended families should lend support when needed.

We warn that individuals who violate covenants of chastity, who abuse spouse or offspring, or who fail to fulfill family responsibilities will one day stand accountable before God. Further, we warn that the disintegration of the family will bring upon individuals, communities, and nations the calamities foretold by ancient and modern prophets."

Now all we need to do is to challenge what society has foisted on us; that single life is glamorous. To achieve this great happiness that God the Father wants us to have, we can't give up hope, it can happen. We must keep keep our eye on what God the Father wants us to have, all what He has, Eternal Life, and Happiness.

Please note:
I saw this title in the New Era that is put out by the LDS church, I thought that it was hilarious and had to borrow it. The real article is called "Is Dating Dead?" If anyone is interested you can subscribe this Magazine and others that the LDS church make online at Subscriptions, Renewal, and gifts. Pleas note that you do need to register to make such purchases.

You can leave your religion on the door step. Thank you!

I came back from VT. The woman that I VT is inactive and bitter about the church, and would like it if I would leave my religion on the door step. I have known this inactive sister for quite a long time. About three years ago she and her husband has stopped smoking. I was so proud of them! But over time I would talk to her and her husband, and was appointed to be her visiting teacher. My companion and I are the only ones that she would let in to visit teach her. From time to time I have bean able to tell her of some experiences that I would have with an LDS program called "Special Needs Mutual." She would laugh or be in awe with some of the experiences that I have shared. But never apostolate or teach.

Well I have found some painting's in the December Ensign (pg 39) called "GARDENING IN THE RAIN" By Brian Kershisnik and the other on, (pg 41) call "THE FACE OF NEW ENGLAND" by Robert Duncan. This inactive sister loves art and so I took over the Ensign to show her the incredible paintings. She laughed at "GARDENING IN THE RAIN." She thought that it was cute, so did her husband. But "THE FACE OF NEW ENGLAND" she loved, she couldn't believe that it was a painting. Robert Frost once said:

"Art is anything that moves you."

I didn't apostolate or teach to her, I have only shown her and her husband the paintings in the Ensign. So who said that the Ensign cannot be in every home, in one time or another. They have come so far.

My rant!

I woke up this morning and for one brief moment, all was well, I had no worries, it was just another morning. I was in fact thinking about DWTS and who blew me way with their dancing, what to eat, you know stupid every day mundane stuff. Then reality hit me in the head after I had read an article. This article is very inspiring, it was very well written. Saving soldiers from suicide: The army seeks to stamp out stigma, by Kim Reischling. As I read this article I remembered what we as a country are facing. We are fighting what some would call a loosing war,*The war against terror.* As I see it there is no game plan, their never was a game plan. All it was, for our troops; as well for the troops around the world, to go in and fight, and all will be well. All is not well, it never was.

The military within the US is seeing a higher suicide rate then ever before. I am sorry, but I do not know about what other country's suicide rate are, but I assume that other countries have the same problems as the US. There is places to go to get help. Not only the military wants solders to be physically strong but mentally also. How can that be when military troops see more horrors then we at home can ever imagination? Oh sure Hollywood can somewhat recreate/simulate war movies. We watch movies like G.I. Joe, or John Wayne war movies; but we know that the actors who are "killed" will be standing up and walking around in the streets. Holly Wood, is and never was, the same as real life.

Our friends, brother, mothers, fathers, sisters, uncles, aunts, and etc, will always come back different, because of what they have seen, and had to do. My brother is a solider in Afghanistan, our *mighty* leader, refuse to send any more troops into Afghanistan with out a game plan. My question is why put them in their in the first place with out a "game plan"? What the heck was he thinking? We pray for my brothers safety, as well as the safety for other troops who are fighting this idiotic war.

May you all come home safe.

David Garrett breaks violin record

David plays the Bumble Bee by Rimsky Korsakov. He will play it at normal speed, that is pretty fast by it's self but then he will seed it up. You need to see this for yourself.

Wow! How true

Amen!

Cheers Everyone!!!!

How should we use our talents?

We all have different talents. We are all expected to expand, and use them to the fullest. Some have the talent of sports, music, words, and the list will go on.

But recently I have read a blog post from a friend. In short she was questioning herself, if she was using her talent to the best of her ability, and to uplift others. She written a book called the "The Reckoning." I haven't read it but she admits that it doesn't end "happy-ever-after. This book was the reason she started to question herself. For the full post read her blog. Questioning Myself

Now I know that as human being's we love happy-ever-afters. During the great depression, Holly Wood put out a lot of happy-ever-afters. The reason was that it gave people, well one thing, hope for something better, it made them forget what was going on around them, for a time.

As I have mention before I co wrote a 15 min play. It was about pre. Utah. There was a scene within this play that had my young women in pantaloons and pinafores . The costumes were tastefully done. They were modest, and my girls were very comfortable on stage, they felt modest, you couldn't see any thing at all. But still there were people in the audience who felt uncomfortable when they saw these girls in their costumes. I know that you cant please everyone. That is impossible. Was I offended from the feed back? No. Only because my girls were very comfortable.

What gets me is that I have seen plays on a high school stage where teens are wearing less, and doing much more questionable things. There are a lot of LDS people who will not blink an eye at that. But at an LDS church setting, their voices are very loud.

As a director and a writer, finding that balance of proper church standers, and keeping things real, and having things be happily-ever-after, becomes a very delicate balancing act. We want to uplift. We want to show how opposition happen in peoples lives and the very same people over come and rise above that challenge/trial. As the famous saying goes:

"There is opposition in all things." (2 Nephi 2:11 (in the Book Of Mormon))

I don't know anyone who wants to have opposition/trials in their lives. It is natural to want have an easy life, with no trials/oppositions. But with out these hard times we don't grow, learn, and become better people. I myself hate it when hard times come my way. I always fail to ask:

"what should I learn from this?"

I have been though some tough times. Like everyone else, I have seen some of my dreams die. The result of that I have develop some new talents, and learned some new things. The result of this, new dreams started to take root. All of this was good for me.

Epiphanies

Don't you just love epiphanies? I usually will get them at the most unexpected times. Like this morning; I got one while I was taking a shower. This one was so powerful that I got goosebumps. I thought of this powerful scene for the play that I'm writing. while I was thinking about this scene I got a little emotional.

I'm so excited for this scene. I would love to tell you about it, it's not going to happen. Besides it is just the first drafted. I usually go though 2-3 ruff drafts at average before the finale.

I would say I'm sorry, but I'm not.

Directing a road show while keeping your head!

If anyone knows how to do that please let me know!

I'm not getting enough cast support. So the plan is to give it two more weeks and if needs be, shorten the script. This is so that the 4th ward will have something. The problem? Our boundaries have changed so the ward is new, nobody wants to talk to each other. When we do, everyone is overly nice for the reason nobody want's to offend anyone else. But we are so worried not to offend anyone we end up offending everyone and ourselves. How crazy is that?

Another problem. As one of the authors of the road show script, and both of us are history buffs; the need to keep the script historically correct is a must. We have found out that people are having problems with that aspect of the script. So it looks like we must follow the history books and teachers example's and "clean" up history.

My teacher made me stupid!

So what have I learned directing plays, road show, and mellow dramas?

1. Do not make a new ward do a road show. The support is not there.
   
2. Do not keep things historically correct.
3. Always go to the person who is over the stake road show and get all info.
4. Always have the back up from the bishop.
5. Stay positive, cry/vent at home.
   
6. Stay in contact of the music director, and choreographer
7. Have another director, stay within the same vision. If one is fed up at the moment and need time out, the other can take over.
   
8. Bounce ideas off of each other (ie. writers, directors, choreographer, etc.)
   

Ooh look what I have found

The Language of Flowers

In the 1700's it was common to communicate though flowers. Why? I don't know. Maybe they didn't know how to speak?? I don't think that is it. But why would people spend their time trying and figure out what flowers mean?? Their flowers! They look and smell nice right? Well not to people in the 1700's. This is what they decided the flower lingo is.

Rose: All mean love. Dedicated to the goddess of Love. Cabbage roses are ambassadors of love. Rosebuds means young love.

Tulips: is an declaration of love

Peach Blossoms: I belong to you

Lilacs or Lavender: New love

Heartsease: Think of me

Lemon Blossoms: Promise I'll be true to you

Lily of the Valley: Happiness and anew

Forget-me-not: True love

Sweet peas: Bon Vouage

Ranunculus: You sparkle with Charm

Marigold: The symbol of Fertility

Honeysuckle: Sweet Natured

Zinnia: Thinking of you

Columbine: Would question the sanity of the Receiver as in "Are you nuts?"

Tansy: This mans war

Red neck christmas tree

I know that it is not yet Thanksgiving. I also now that their are people out their that will get upset when you say Christmas in front of them. I could be wrong if so please tell me so, but I think that this is because Thanksgiving get overshadowed by Christmas. So to set the balance I have a small history lesson about the first thanksgiving:

" The legend of the five kernels"

The first winter, the Pilgrims spent in their new home was very cold. Food was in short supply. Some days they only have enough food for each person to have five kernels of corn for the day. But spring came. They planted food. It grew; and all the Pilgrims did not die.

From then on, when Thanksgiving came around, the Pilgrims put five kernels of corn in each plate to remind themselves of their blessing.

Let us Remember:

The first kernel reminds us of the autumn beauty around us.
The second kernel reminds us of our love for one another.
The third kernel reminds us of God's love and care for us.
The fourth kernel reminds us of our friends.... especially our Indian brothers.
The fifth kernel reminds us we are a FREE PEOPLE.

This Country is based on people who sacrificed so much for such idealism. They wanted a better world for the generations to come. My family history dates back to the men and women who build up James Town. I am grateful for their decisions to come hear and sacrifice to build such a nation.

Veterans

The Army has finely considered my dad a Veteran. We got a letter by George W. Casey Jr. General, United States Army Chief of Staff and Pete Geren Secretary of the Army. The letter states:

Dear Glenn T. Robb

You have been submitted for a Freedom Team Salute Commendation by SPC Hyrum S. Robb for your service as a United States Army Veteran.

America has always called upon the Army to do the hard jobs. and its Soldiers have always answered the call. We are a free Nation, a Nation looked upon by millions of people around the world as the standard-bearer of freedoms-freedoms guaranteed by our outstanding Solders and by the Veterans who have served our great Country in the Regular Army, the Army National Guard and the Army Reserve.

We are an Army of tradition. Our greatest tradition if service to our County, and in that service we ask our Soldiers to carry out tough mission all around the world. Today answering the Nation's call may take them into harm's way as we fight the Global War on Terrorism, a war that touches us all and on that we must win.

As today's soldiers serve, the the traditions and legacy passed on by the Army Veterans in precious conflicts sustain them so they can so what must be done to protect our freedoms. Our Army would not be the best in the world without the service of its Veterans who continue to provide support and exhibit patriotism. You make a difference to today's Army and to our Country.

There is more to this letter but all its states is about a pin and a thank you for his service within the army. There have been protest against the military for their service. People went so far as to spit on theses solders. That just tells me that these people don't enjoy the Freedom of our Nation (if that is the case move out). This Nation is free because countless of solders have dided to make us Free and keep us Free. To these people I say Thank You!!!

Veterans Day

Veterans Day, 1954

BY THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

A PROCLAMATION

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Whereas it has long been our customs to commemorate November 11, the anniversary of the ending of World War I, by paying tribute to the heroes of that tragic struggle and by rededicating ourselves to the cause of peace; and

Whereas in the intervening years the United States has been involved in two other great military conflicts, which have added millions of veterans living and dead to the honor rolls of this Nation; and

Whereas the Congress passed a concurrent resolution on June 4, 1926 (44 Stat. 1982), calling for the observance of November 11 with appropriate ceremonies, and later provided in an act approved May 13, 1938 (52 Stat. 351), that the eleventh of November should be a legal holiday and should be known as Armistice Day; and

Whereas, in order to expand the significance of that commemoration and in order that a grateful Nation might pay appropriate homage to the veterans of all its wars who have contributed so much to the preservation of this Nation, the Congress, by an act approved June 1, 1954 (68 Stat. 168), changed the name of the holiday to Veterans Day:

Now, Therefore, I, Dwight D. Eisenhower, President of the United States of America, do hereby call upon all of our citizens to observe Thursday, November 11, 1954, as Veterans Day. On that day let us solemnly remember the sacrifices of all those who fought so valiantly, on the seas, in the air, and on foreign shores, to preserve our heritage of freedom, and let us reconsecrate ourselves to the task of promoting an enduring peace so that their efforts shall not have been in vain.

I also direct the appropriate officials of the Government to arrange for the display of the flag of the United States on all public buildings on Veterans Day.

In order to insure proper and widespread observance of this anniversary, all veterans, all veterans' organizations, and the entire citizenry will wish to join hands in the common purpose.

Toward this end, I am designating the Administrator of Veterans' Affairs as Chairman of a Veterans Day National Committee, which shall include such other persons as the Chairman may select, and which will coordinate at the national level necessary planning for the observance. I am also requesting the heads of all departments and agencies of the Executive branch of the Government to assist the National Committee in every way possible.

IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand and cause the Seal of the United States of America to be affixed.

Done at the City of Washington this eighth day of October in the Year of our Lord nineteen hundred and fifty-four, and of the Independence of the United States of America the one hundred and seventy-ninth.

DWIGHT D. EISENHOWER

THE WHITE HOUSE OFFICE

October 8, 1954

Dear Mr. Higley:

I have today signed a proclamation calling upon all of our citizens to observe Thursday, November 11, 1954 as Veterans Day. It is my earnest hope that all veterans, their organizations, and the entire citizenry will join hands to insure proper and widespread observance of this day. With the thought that it will be most helpful to coordinate the planning, I am suggesting the formation of a Veterans Day National Committee. In view of your great personal interest as well as your official responsibilities, I have designated you to serve as Chairman. You may include in the Committee membership such other persons as you desire to select and I am requesting the heads of all departments and agencies of the Executive branch to assist the Committee in its work in every way possible.

I have every confidence that our Nation will respond wholeheartedly in the appropriate observance of Veterans Day, 1954.

Sincerely,

DWIGHT D. EISENHOWER

Eisenhower wanted the nation to remember the men and women who gave their lives to this county and the preservation thereof. I believe that Eisenhower new what he was doing when he appointed Veterans Day. A day set apart to remember and to reflect.

This Veterans day we not only remember the veterans in wars past but also the veterans of this war. We must remember that we belong to the great vast human race. Let us pray for the safety of our military, the end of this war, and the preservation of life.

The pink car

Over the weekend I saw an incredible sight. I was at ShopKo, I was coming out of the store. I saw this car and the color was pink, that's right Pink!!! My first thought of the sight of this pink car was, "how embarrassing, I would never ride in a pink car"!!!! As I got a little closer to this pink car I saw words on it, they are: Hop, love, faith, courage, and charity. I also saw a shade darker of pink ribbons on it. You see this pink car was a symbol of breast cancer, (that is why I am writing this post in pink).

The person who drove the pink car must known someone, or that person had or has breast cancer. Maybe that person had the cancer and beat it. If that is the case; I would like to think that. You see I did not meet this person who drove the pink car. I think that it takes a lot of courage to face such an ordeal.

It had made me want to say that we all need to be on the alert to cancer. I know that this month is not breast cancer awareness month. But remember that someone love you and need you around.

This also made me remember that we often judge the person or things on the looks and not look past and to what is relay there. You know that old fashioned saying "do not judge a book by it's cover". Sometimes all we need is a second, longer look.

You gave me a mountain

I thought that this was good reading. I don't know how verifiable this story is but I like it just the same.

Brenda was almost halfway to the top of the tremendous granite cliff. She was standing on a ledge where she was taking a breather during this, her first rock climb. As she rested there, the safety rope snapped against her eye and knocked out her contact lens. "Great", she thought. "Here I am on a rock ledge, hundreds of feet from the bottom and hundreds of feet to the top of this cliff, and now my sight is blurry." She looked and looked, hoping that somehow it had landed on the ledge. But it just wasn't there. She felt the panic rising in her, so she began praying. She prayed for calm, and she prayed that she may find her contact lens.

When she got to the top, a friend examined her eye and her clothing for the lens, but it was not to be found. Although she was calm now that she was at the top, she was saddened because she could not clearly see across the range of mountains. She thought of the Bible verse "The eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth."

She thought, "Lord, You can see all these mountains. You know every stone and leaf, and You know exactly where my contact lens is. Please help me????"

Later, when they had hiked down the trail to the bottom of the cliff they met another party of climbers just starting up the face of the cliff. One of them shouted out, "Hey, you guys! Anybody lose a contact lens??"
Well, that would be startling enough, but you know why the climber saw it? An ant was moving slowly across a twig on the face of the rock, carrying it!?

The story doesn't end there. Brenda's father is a cartoonist. When she told him the incredible story of the ant, the prayer, and the contact lens, he drew a cartoon of an ant lugging that contact lens with the caption, "Lord, I don't know why You want me to carry this thing. I can't eat it, and it's awfully heavy. But if this is what You want me to do, I'll carry it for You.?"

I think it would do all of us some good to say,"God, I don't know why You want me to carry this load. I can see no good in it and it's awfully heavy. But, if You want me to carry it, I will."