Beneath the Wraps

            In 1 Nephi 8 ( here ) the prophet Lehi tells his family of a vision that he had received.  In his vision he see’s many people hanging onto an iron rod which leads to the tree of life. (video found here ) There is a river along the path that leads to the tree.  Across the river is large and spacious building where several people are engaged in worldly activities.  Lehi sees people from his day as well as others – perhaps even our day.  He does not tell us that those toward the end of the line are wearing face masks and are standing six feet apart for instance.  The people in the spacious building laugh and point fingers at those holding onto the iron rod.  They have tried to convince the rod-holders to let go – especially those who are wearing masks and distancing themselves.  The people in the spacious building think that the rod holders are giving up their freedoms and are doing their...

          Canyonville School caters to grades K-8 and so it doesn’t seem far-fetched  that the middle school age kids will use the playground just outside of the cafeteria.   Coffenberry also has a playground to use.   We never had that option when I went to junior high.   I honestly don’t remember where I went after lunch – although I am quite certain that I did not intentionally hang around the cafeteria.           It seemed like there were some kids who went out to the field to play ball – or tag or something.   I was not a part of any athletic crowd – or any group for that matter.   I was mostly antisocial. I really didn’t like the loudness of school or being there in any way, shape or form.           I used to dress up for spirit week – not because I had spirit but just to get away with dressing up in someth...

       I believe it was just before Thanksgiving when Roland decided to tell me and the boys that we would come to visit them in Salt Lake this Christmas.   We are still in a financial bind, and Roland had changed his mind before I mailed out the packages and told the boys that we weren’t coming after all.   But something kept nagging at him.   He took out a loan and we were back on.      Randy, our youngest, had said we could stay with him.  But we didn’t wish to appear we were playing favorites – although it would have been more practical.  He and Carrie recently purchased a house much larger than they need in an area about 45 minutes (without construction) from where we ended up staying.  Instead of visiting each boy individually, we would make them come to us.      In all honesty, neither Jenna nor I were looking forward to the drive or the changes that we had known occurred during our absence –...