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Bishop Ehrisman, A week after Hurrican Irene brushed the NC shore. Bishop Ehrisman drove to the coast to visit his sister who lives a block form the beach. As he turned down the road, which was one block from the beach he saw a huge object in the middle of the road. Getting closer he realized it as a large boat, sitting right in the middle of the road.  He got out of his car to inspect and the

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Sung by Perry ComoFor when your troubles start multiplyin’And they just mightIt’s easy to forget them without tryin’With just a pocketful of starlight Catch a falling star and put it in your pocketNever let it fade awayCatch a falling star and put it in your pocketSave it for a rainy day Save it for a rainy day Shooting stars.You have to be paying attention. How many times are we caught walking

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By Liz Charles September 2009NOTE: This document is not properly edited and references are not properly identified. Intended for personal use only.I am a multi-tasker. I like do several things at the same time and derive certain pleasure from being able to do so. I agree completely with the Hollywood Producer, Jessica Klein, who described her strategy for dealing with daily tasks as, “never do

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I heard a story on NPR about a Dad watching his daughter’s first ballet performance. He sat in the audience as the young ballerinas pranced on. It took only moments to realize that his daughter suffered from a lack of balance, she fumbled and bobbed all over the place while the others held their poses nicely. Immediately he began thinking of all kinds of disorders and possible syndromes that

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The shirt. I once had a shirt I loved. It was blue and white striped (sentimental colors to a BYU grad). One day it was thrown in the wash with a bunch of dark clothing. When I pulled it out the dark colors from some item had bled onto it, staining the white stripes. I was devastating, my favorite shirt was ruined. I could no longer wear the shirt comfortably in public. Nonetheless, because I

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Sister Klinger was new in our ward. She had arrived in November with the rest of the snowbirds, those senior citizens who fled their cold climes for the warmer sunny Arizona winters. I don’t know much about her story, but she had apparently never been to the temple even though she was an energetic and participatory member from the get go. She took the temple prep classes over the winter and in

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I had been assigned to home teach a family who lived outside of town a ways. It took some effort and planning to drive out there to visit him. I would make an appointment and drive out there and no one would be there. So one month I tried just showing up without an appointment. I drove out there and knocked on the door and no one answered. That Sunday at church I noticed the man was sitting at

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When we first moved to Fountain Hills our daughter was having a terrible time making friends. One day we received a call from the school counselor. We had never spoken to the school counselor before and were a little embarrassed that our daughter was so lonely that she had asked to see the counselor. We talked and the counselor said she was going to assign Megan a friend. I was a little doubtful

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By Liz Charles September 2009 NOTE: This document is not properly edited and references are not properly identified. Intended for personal use only. I am a multi-tasker. I like do several things at the same time and derive certain pleasure from being able to do so. I agree completely with the Hollywood Producer, Jessica Klein, who described her strategy for dealing with daily tasks as, “never do

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At work have one office that always causes me problems. There have been several different employees to fill that office, but they always, without fail, cause me problems. So when the last man who was there left/fired? I said I don’t want anyone to go into that office. I had several different executives literally begging me for the room, but I said absolutely not, the office is cursed. If I do

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At work have one office that always causes me problems. There have been several different employees to fill that office, but they always, without fail, cause me problems. So when the last man who was there left/fired? I said I don’t want anyone to go into that office. I had several different executives literally begging me for the room, but I said absolutely not, the office is cursed. If I do

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Atheists Send a Message, on 800 British Buses By: Sarah LyallPublished: January 6, 2009 LONDON — The advertisement on the bus was fairly mild, just a passage from the Bible and the address of a Christian Web site. But when Ariane Sherine, a comedy writer, looked on the Web site in June, she was startled to learn that she and her nonbelieving friends were headed straight to hell, to “spend all

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On the way back from a business trip a woman stopped in the airport gift shop and purchased a drink and bag of chocolate chip cookies. She then proceeded to the gate to wait for boarding. She found a seat and sat down next to an older gentleman. After opening her drink, she took the cookie bag from the arm rest and opened it. She took out a cookie and ate it. The old man next to her reached over

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The night before I was to go in for my first chemotherapy treatment after being diagnosed with breast cancer, I was extremely anxious. I had never been in such a state and couldn’t settle down enough to sleep. I began praying and received a wonderful flood of peace. But then as I looked up the veil was withdrawn and I saw around my bed my deceased relatives. They were smiling and happy. Literally

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Olive B. at her BaptismWhen baptized you plug your nose and someone with the priesthood dunks you under your water and your sins go rushing away – I don’t know where. But you have to make sure that your whole body goes under water or else the sins will rush to that one part that is still above the water. The following was told by Brother Lyons, a member of bishopric: We must live worthy to

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“I know prayers and blessing work because when I was hit by a tree in Milford a few years back and crushed on my whole left side and the doctors thought I had many broken bones, but Walter gave me a blessing just before I went in for X rays and everyone was stunned that I had no broken bones(although I was in physical therapy for about 6 months). “ Barbara Shannon Fountain Hills Ward April 15 2009

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While driving home to AZ from father’s funeral in Utah, this woman and her husband had pulled to the side of the road to switch drivers. During the exchange her cell phone fell out on to the ground. They did not discover this until several hours later when they stopped at Page for the night. The woman was distraught. The phone had so much information on it that it would take her weeks to

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A woman had a son who was very ill and nigh unto death. She had tried everything to cure him. She visited all the doctors and tried their remedies without success. When these failed they encouraged her to seek out the Buddha as a last resort.She followed their advice and visited Buddha. He listened to her plight then said, “Go find me some mustard seed from a household that has been untouched by

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A friend invited me to her mountain cabin. It was for a Relief Society Women’s retreat. The first day there we had dinner and then went for a walk around the neighborhood. It was beautiful. The first aspens were turning color and the pink sky cast a surreal glow on the purple mountains and dark green forest blanketing them. I had a good time walking around and just looking. The next morning after

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At an early age I was intrigued by the wise men who entered the nativity scene amidst exotic low tones. Who were these mysterious and majestic visitors so out of place in the humble stable setting with their splendor and rich gifts of frankincense, gold and myrhh? As I’ve grown up, I realized the wise men brought more than gifts, they offer many spiritual insights to deepen our appreciation of

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We often are looking for the perfect teaching moment as missionaries of the gospel. And occassionally those moments arise. However, I have been impressed lately with Jesus ability to teach in the uneventful, common moments. He taught while fishing, while walking in the cornfields and on the road to Emmaeus. I wonder if we couldn't do a better job of teaching during the common, ordinary even

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