Saturday-The Day We Get Ready For Sunday

There's another Singles game night at the chapel and I'm going to try again.

brim·stone  (brmstn) n. 1. Sulfur. 2. a. Damnation to hell. b. Fiery or passionate rhetoric: "the great American evangelist of Yankee bargain-hunting, converting us . . . with the brimstone of his secular preaching" (Rushworth M. Kidder). 27 And their atorment is as a blake of fire and brimstone, whose flames are unquenchable, and whose smoke ascendeth up cforeverand ever. Thus hath the Lord commanded me. Amen.

Mosiah 3 and I read it twice trying to get SOMETHING different to stick out to me. More of King Mosiah's talk and the scriptures are extremely familiar. The natural man scripture reminds me of my friend Ele who is ALWAYS talking about how the natural man is a constant battle. I don't consciously think about that all the time like she does. I want to improve myself ALL the time. Eternal Progression is my favorite part of the gospel. I love that we can constantly become better EVERY SINGLE DAY. I have an idea of what brimstone is but not really. I've only encountered it in the scriptures or in movies along with fire with evangelicals. I decided to finally look it up and it is pretty much what I expected. NOOO I didn't know it was another name for sulfur BUT the damnation to hell or fiery or passionate rhetoric is consistent with what I expected.

I'm trying to write something about what I read in the scriptures every day for something different. The challenge in reading the scriptures is keeping it fresh. I used to read it in Tongan. I need to start that again. It killed 2 birds! It improved my Tongan AND it gave me that intangible that comes through reading the scriptures. It was also one of the most effective repellants. I used to read my Book of Mormon on the bus or Trax when I lived in Salt Lake City. Strange people take public transportation AND the scariest men. I know how to deal with it usually-remain calm AND be pleasant no matter who it is. I know being Polynesian helps me too because some people are just scared to talk to me because I am-at least in my head anyway. BUT there are ALWAYS brave, talkative souls that try to engage you in conversation whether you want that or not. I just wanted to be left alone.

What Shall a Man Give in Exchange For His Soul

I loved this talk when I first heard it by Seventy Robert C. Gay

When he had just turned 12 he still bought the 11-year-old movie ticket price. Excited he told his father who was extremely disappointed with him and asked him if he would sell his soul for a nickel. It reminds me of what I'd do with my friends over rated-R movies-we would weigh it on one hand we can watch a rated R movie OR receive the celestial kingdom. When I was at the Y my friends and I went dancing at this one club. There was no cashier OR bouncer at the entrance. We just walked in and enjoyed dancing. That moment has ALWAYS stuck out to me. I NEVER want that feeling again. I didn't repent for my health. Being honest is hard sometimes because of other people. When I worked at Overstock.com I was overpaid around $600. I told my supervisor who told me to keep it. I told my manager who said the same thing. I was FINALLY able to convince them to fix it with my next check when I told them I really liked my temple recommend.

Another time I bought a couch from DI. We couldn't find the price tag so they gave it to me for $20. I didn't have a car then and I called the world or my ward peeps to help me carry it to my apartment. AFTER it was moved I found the price on one of the armrest covers. It was $25. Sooo the next day I took Trax and then went to explain to the cashier and gave her $5. We were planning for fhe when Mindie said she could get a student ticket by getting one of her roommates who were students to buy it for her. David called her on it and she kept trying to get me to look at her so I'd agree with her. UHHH NOOO. He shared he once had a date that he paid for a student ticket for himself and a non-student ticket for her. Nice!!! NOT a little thing at ALL.

I tend to think the moments that no one will ever learn about, that won't have you end up in jail or arrested are the ones that count the most.