We
left Myrtle Creek on the 18th, which was a Tuesday. On Wednesday we I took pictures of some of
the towns we had gone through including Tanopah and Beatty.
We made it to Las Vegas before dark.
"you shouldn't judge a book by its cover" - what lies beneath could bear an element of surprise
We
left Myrtle Creek on the 18th, which was a Tuesday. On Wednesday we I took pictures of some of
the towns we had gone through including Tanopah and Beatty.
We made it to Las Vegas before dark.
Remember early January posts indicated our quick trip to Utah and back made at the end of December. I had indicated never again. And yet it happened again – longer drive and almost a week with more than one destination.
I
thought Richard was capable of the long distance drive so long as he has a book
on tape to listen to – but also would need assistance of someone to change the
discs in order to continue the story. I
didn’t want to go. Jaime and I both
reminded him of what happens. I even had
a bruise on my leg not to mention other excuses. I was planning on staying home until the very
last minute. I saw him drifting off and
thought I should go with him just to make certain he stayed hydrated and didn’t
push himself but would stop when appropriate.
Before “Come Follow Me” was introduced the Doctrine & Covenants was part of a Church history study – taught in order of time frame when the revelation was given.
Today we are taught chronologically
– but it still helps to know one’s church history to know why the revelation
was given. Our goal is to find Jesus
within the scriptures – not to dwell on church history. We are also taught to teach by the Spirit –
which I don’t think was the case today.
I have a hard time
resonating with the current gospel doctrine instructor – though I’m not
alone. I wanted to share a discovery on
my part but did not get the opportunity as my comments seemed to be brushed
aside. The instructor – who normally
thrives on class participation – wanted to back up to the lost manuscripts and
introduce Oliver Cowdrey. Okay, I admit
that my comment was a wee bit ahead of where he wanted to start – but I didn’t
like the direction of conversation as comments seemed to focus more on the trivial
matters than the message. Also an entire
class could be dedicated to any one section (6 – 11) but trying to cram all six
into just one class is a bit much.
My comment was
on (or would have been) on section 7 given between those dedicated to Oliver
who had been serving as scribe but thought it would be great if he could also
translate as Joseph. A scribe is a
gift. It took Joseph and Oliver less
time (about three months) to translate the entire Book of Mormon than did the
first (lost) 116 pages. Translating is a
gifts. One is not necessarily better
than the other. Same with John and Peter’s
gifts mentioned in section 7. Peter’s
desire was to be guaranteed a place with the Savior on the other side – whereas
John’s was to continue service until the time when the Savior made (or will
make) his return. BOTH are great gifts,
talents, what have you. One is not
greater than the other.
My youngest son
takes like a duck to water in almost everything he tries. We don’t all have that in us. Some are great at playing piano (or any
instrument) , some are great at delegating or recognizing the talents of others
(see this post), some are great at listening or cooking or crafts or computers
. . . . we don’t all have to have the same talents. We can benefit by enjoying or utilizing the
talents of others. We need to embrace
one another and share our gifts with others and enjoy having that ability to
appreciate the gifts of others.
There are many members
of the “Come Follow Me” facebook page who will share their talents just by
commenting or posting. One such member
is exceptional at pulling gems from different “Come Follow Me” podcasts and videos
and making up power points bringing many views together. I think it is awesome.
I still learn so
much from videos I watch. I am
constantly taking screenshots and sorting “slides” for my own personal
comprehension and I always study as though I am going to teach. Well, I try to anyway.
Last year I followed John Hilton religiously with this “Book of Mormon Master Class” videos. And I have followed Scott Woodward with his “Doctrine and Covenant” backstory and message videos.
He made up 15 of them three years ago. Unfortunately
there aren’t any after section 19. He currently
does a podcast with Casey Griffiths. I
really wish he had continued with the “nutshell” videos. I think they’re quite informative and am
grateful that they’re still available for view.
Though the word “Exciting” is generally related to being a positive adjective, one’s anxiety level does not always mean the “excitement” is positive. Take yesterday for example. My, what a long day –
It
started out as a dry run to the dump – just to explore without first loading up
and appearing to be lost. I told Richard
he should ask questions while we were there.
He didn’t. That’s on him.
As
we were passing downtown anyway, Jaime wanted to stop by Tommy’s to get a
treat. We loaded up the truck after we returned.
The
truck was purchased from a member who is going through a divorce. He said that it needed a new battery which we
have not purchased yet. I think we need
to do that.
Point
is we haven’t had the truck that long. I
have ridden in it myself but Jaime has not and so I wanted her to have that
opportunity. Good call on my part as
whatever all I had eaten at Tommy’s had gone right through me (TMI) and I had
problems different from the ones that Richard was about to endure.
So
while I was fighting my own battles with TMI – Richard and Jaime drove back to
the MC dump only to be told they would have to go to Roseburg. After offloading in Roseburg they got back in
the truck and it wouldn’t start. They
said a prayer. It started.
They
then went to Auto Zone to get something.
Got back in the truck. Wouldn’t
start. Said another prayer. It wouldn’t start. Went back into Auto Zone and made a purchase
for some other item that didn’t work to their (well Richard’s)
expectations. An employee figured out
the problem and drove to the other Auto Zone (apparently Roseburg has two) and
obtained the right part.
Lot
of sadness going on with the truck still not starting and Richard sending Jaime
home (she had called a friend who came and got her and dropped her off) Finally
a mechanic got the truck started and Richard then went to Costco to get some
gas. The truck died again at the fuel
pumps. Workers pushed him out of the
way. I don’t remember how he happened to
start again or why he thought he needed to come home and have us follow him
back. (Jaime drove as I cannot see at night) and we left the truck at a
mechanics in Roseburg. I think buying a
new battery to begin with would have been less costly. Certainly a lot warmer.
Meanwhile
Jaime had taken her car as she needed gas – which we filled up in Winston. Richard was not thrilled to learn that
neither her defroster or heater work.
Her car will be going to another mechanics tomorrow. Oh what joy.
Perhaps I should mention that both vehicles are Fords. Her Focus is 1995 and the pick up is 1999. Fun fact. Or maybe not FUN - or exciting.
The
high today will be 42 – or perhaps that’s already taken place and now it is
going back down. Weird.
On
Tuesday we were told that we would get a storm come Thursday but Wednesday
would send a mixture of snow followed by rain.
We
had our snow on Wednesday. This is what
is looked like at 7 a.m.
Two
hours later it was gone.
Throughout the day we saw flurries of snowfall.
Haven’t seen it since.
I’m
so glad Jaime hasn’t had to drive in it.
She
has had the challenge of fog however.
Which
I suppose could be worse.
When we moved from Salt Lake to Oregon we were expecting daily rain – though that hasn’t been the case. We left polluted smog for light fog which seems to have become more dense with every passing year. This year has been especially cold – a cold I have definitely felt while living in Utah. It’s been below freezing at least four times this year.
Yesterday
we got snow. It started coming down
before Jaime left for work. But it doesn’t
stick. It rarely ever sticks. This morning there was no sign of it across
the street, and barely even noticeable on our own. Currently it can only be seen in the hills
above us. I don’t know how long it will
last.
And now we have this warning.
In Oregon
the snow falls in incheds. In Utah the
snow falls in feet.
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