Let it snow!

It's cold, It's wet. It's the best thing yet!

I think complaining about snow should be illegal.

Cons: Cold, Wet, Hard to drive in, can cause the daily commute to become a daily driving skills test not to mention the traffic! (20 minutes just to get out of Utah County!)

Pros: It makes the world gorgeous!!

I like to thing of it as heavenly father saying... mud and rain are no good, I'll cover them up with a pure white blanket of snow!

Let it snow!

Maybe...

It Snowed!!

I'm waiting...

Christmas Season really is the best time of the year.

Music is like the Chimney for the soul, if everything gets too hot, it's got a place to escape.

My fingers hurt, but I'm getting better.

I'm not scared.

Finals are almost over... not soon enough!

I was McGyver this week.

I have relinquished my enjoyment of a rubik's cube.

Did I mentioned it snowed?

I love breathing in cool air, then seeing your breath when you breath out.

I hate having to wake up in the cold.

Singing is great, but it can get me into trouble.

The lord will provide a way.

I started and am almost done.

Can I be old enough for that so soon?

I'm going to bed.

Decisions, Decisions

I decided this one will be in poem form, it's not perfect but it's a start. (and it's late)

Lonely I walk the same unforgiving path, knowing every step brings me closer to the goal at last.
As I walk with the passion gone, i see a new path in the breaking dawn.
If I choose to walk this fresh new ground, I will lose the path I had once found.
The question which tortures my soul, is what will be my final goal.
They both require all my being, and both will make or break my feeling.
My heart wishes to stay and walk, even after it gets dark.
On the same path and never leave, for if then will I only forever grieve.
Could this new path have the same effect? or will I soon regret
My sudden answer and reply, oh do I wish I could fly.
My answer swiftly it must come, before the suns race is done.
For I must return home before too late,
and save the paths for another date.
Yet look, a third path now awaits.

Why? Why Santy Why?

Once upon a time there was a young boy, me. This boy his whole life was told he was going to give away 2 years of his life to serve the lord. He was told those two years would be the best and the worst two years he has yet to experience. Just the other night this young boy was enjoying the company of good friends, drinking hot cocoa and having a few laughs, everything is hunky-dory right? He engages in a conversation with a friend who he highly respects, they start talking about this two yeah endeavour he will soon embark on. Then, she threw a curve ball. She asked him why he was going. After some pondering he gave her an answer that would continue the conversation. He had a base hit. It was the next day that our fair hero would hit the home run. He was sitting in church listening to students bear there roommate-onies, testimonies, and mission-onies. He was pondering about the curve ball and then he hit it! He loves the lord! He is going to go to a land of the unknown, at least to him, talk to the people of the unknown and deal with new things. He's leaving his family, his home, and his friends. For two years he will communicate with his family mainly by email. Why then would he do all of this, why would he sacrifice all this, leave school and his job. He loves the Lord!

This boy is very thankful for a great bishop who helped him realize this.