Do You Love Her?

Without intentionally offending anyone, I ask my male friends some powerful questions.  My female friends should read this substituting their gender where needed.

Do you love the sweetheart with whom you spend much of your time?  Do you REALLY?  How much do you love her? 

If you are already married, are you content with only enjoying your wife and children "until death do you part?"  What happens when death strikes.   Does your relationship continue?  Are you satisfied with the thought that after this life you will be without your wife and children at your side?  Remember, your marriage covenant may be "do you promise to love, honor, and respect her through sickness and health, through hard times and plenty until death do you part?"  So what about after death?

15 Therefore, if a man marry him a wife in the world, and he marry her not by me nor by my word, and he covenant with her so long as he is in the world and she with him, their covenant and marriage are not of force when they are dead, and when they are out of the world; therefore, they are not bound by any law when they are out of the world. (Doctrine and Covenants 132:15)

Is that satisfactory to you?  It isn't satisfactory to me. 

When I suggested to my sweetheart that I wanted her to be my wife, I intended and she also intended that our bond should extend into the eternities.  Today there are only a few places where God's authority is granted to bind and seal a husband and a wife together for time and all eternity.  Those places are called Temples, and are dedicated Houses of our God.  They are reserved for those who are prepared and worthy to enter to partake of the sacred ordinances contained within them. 

My sweetheart and I entered into the Los Angeles Temple and made covenants with each other and with the Lord.  As a result we were sealed for Time and all Eternity by one holding proper authority provided we live up to the covenants we made with each other and with the Lord.  We propose to enjoy each other's company through the eternities with our children and grandchildren.

These blessings are available to all of God's children if they are willing to prepare and are willing to accept sacred covenants that will make them worthy to receive these blessings and remain true and faithful to those covenants.  The Lord invites each of you to do as we did. 

18 And again, verily I say unto you, if a man marry a wife, and make a covenant with her for time and for all eternity, if that covenant is not by me or by my word, which is my law, and is not sealed by the Holy Spirit of promise, through him whom I have anointed and appointed unto this power, then it is not valid neither of force when they are out of the world, because they are not joined by me, saith the Lord, neither by my word; when they are out of the world it cannot be received there, because the angels and the gods are appointed there, by whom they cannot pass; they cannot, therefore, inherit my glory; for my house is a house of order, saith the Lord God.

19 And again, verily I say unto you, if a man marry a wife by my word, which is my law, and by the new and everlasting covenant, and it is sealed unto them by the Holy Spirit of promise, by him who is anointed, unto whom I have appointed this power and the keys of this priesthood; and it shall be said unto them—Ye shall come forth in the first resurrection; and if it be after the first resurrection, in the next resurrection; and shall inherit thrones, kingdoms, principalities, and powers, dominions, all heights and depths—then shall it be written in the Lamb’s Book of Life, that he shall commit no murder whereby to shed innocent blood, and if ye abide in my covenant, and commit no murder whereby to shed innocent blood, it shall be done unto them in all things whatsoever my servant hath put upon them, in time, and through all eternity; and shall be of full force when they are out of the world......  (Doctrine and Covenants 132:18-19) 

If you have any questions, please contact me for further information.  I will not respond to trolls.
 

Ode to Allie O

Ode to Allie O

When I first came to know

The girl I call “Allie O”,

She was very young and a little bit lost,

But honest, and I could trust her at any cost.

She came to work as my right hand

In an industry that worked hard with the land.

She was easy to like and worked oh so hard

To learn all I had for her to absorb.

She learned procedures and clients

And complex computer routines.

She learned parts, service, and paperwork

For earth working machines.

But most of all she came close to my heart.

I considered her as one of my own from the start.

As time went on our relationship adjusted

From Manager/Employee to one even more trusted.

Like father and daughter we became

And joy filled my camera frame by frame.

I love Allie O and her family; each one is unique.

I love that she lets this old emotional antique

Into the lives that each of them leads

So I can keep loving the joy that she to me freed.

She is a joy to her folks, and to me as well

I’m pleased to think that she is doing swell

I put her picture on my “rogues’ gallery” wall.

I like to include her in my family’s all.

Remembering My Daddy/Dad/Father

When I was small, my father’s name was “Daddy”.   I recall, at the age of 4, Daddy as the President of the Mt. Shasta Branch of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  We met in an upper room somewhere.  I don’t remember where or who the building belonged to, but I remember standing at the top of the stairs with Daddy greeting the people as they arrived for meetings. 

I remember Daddy when we went on a short vacation in the family station wagon.  Daddy always called “soda pop” by the name of “soda water”.  He loved strawberry soda water. I had learned to read by then and as we traveled we came across a sign reading “soda spring ahead”.  Well I knew what a spring was so I began a campaign.  We just had to stop and get a drink of the “soda water” coming out of that spring. Daddy didn’t correct me at all, but he stopped the car.  He told us children that we should wait in the car until he could be sure the water coming out of the spring tasted as good as it should.  He came back smacking his lips and told us it was very good “soda water”.  Well I was sure it just had to be strawberry pop.  I bounded out of the car and ran to the fountain and took a mighty mouth full and then spat it out.  It was disgusting! There was no strawberry flavor at all.  Daddy had a pretty good laugh.  He thought it was a great joke.

I remember Daddy as we moved from McCloud, California.  We had loaded up our belongings into a truck and were heading down the road.  Daddy drove the truck with my brother riding along.  Mama and most of the kids were following the truck in our family car when the truck ran off of the road and turned over.  I don’t remember understanding what happened, and I don’t know if I was ever told the circumstance of that crash, but I remember seeing the truck turned over.  I remember the discussion of how we couldn’t stay to recover our belongings because we were in a hurry to get to Arizona because of Daddy’s new job.

I remember Daddy as a school teacher in Fredonia, AZ.  I remember walking with him to school.  I was 5 years old at the time.  I admired his long stride and I tried to imitate it with my short legs. I couldn’t do it, but I continued to try.  Daddy was 6' tall and I, of course, wasn’t.  Later on in my life I grew to be 6'2" and my stride was a little longer than his as we walked side by side.

As I approached High School, Daddy’s name became “Dad”.  I remember Dad as one of my High School teachers.  He taught Math, Sciences and Spanish at Fredonia High School.  He enrolled me in his Spanish Class.  I didn’t want to learn Spanish and was very vocal about it.  He insisted I take the class anyway.  I purposely failed the class because I “was gonna show Dad.”  Later on his interest in teaching me Spanish was prophetic because I was called to a Spanish speaking mission to Uruguay.

I remember Dad when I told him I was going to put my papers in and apply to be a missionary.  His response: “It would really not be convenient for you to go.”  That sealed it.  Now I just had to go.  I might have been the least bit rebellious.

I remember a tear in Dad’s eye when he first saw me as I got off of the airplane returning from my missionary service. 

I remember Dad when my fiancé and I informed him we had decided to marry.  His response: “Well, shoot yourself.”  That was one of his normal responses.  I don’t know he ever knew that it offended my soon-to-be bride.

I remember Dad when we announced that we were expecting our first child.  I remember the pleased look in his eye. 

I remember how pleased Dad was when I told him I had been hired by the railroad.  He had been a railroad blacksmith years before.

Later in our lives, I remember Dad when we told him we were leaving my employment with the railroad, and had determined to move to Enterprise, UT where he had moved a couple of years before.

I remember Dad when Mom passed away.  He was lost.  He no longer had someone to keep him going.  Though much of my memory of Dad and Mom was the arguing, I knew they really did love each other, and he really did miss Mom.

I remember Dad when he suffered a stroke that robbed him of the use of his right side.  At first he tried to climb out of his skin.  He told us he wanted to die.  At the same time his ability to speak was affected.  He couldn’t pronounce words well.  One of our good friends came to Dad’s hospital room and asked him to say “Mississippi”.  Dad couldn’t do it, but we all laughed, including him, at his efforts.  The more he tried, the more he laughed and pretty soon, he couldn’t talk at all because of the laughter.

I remember the day that Dad passed away.  I was within just a few feet from him.  His breathing had become so shallow it was hard to actually tell if he was breathing or not.  We had to put our ear close to his face to hear him breathing.  But, when the time came we knew. 
   
I learned many things from Dad.  He taught me basic electrical wiring.  He taught me basic plumbing.  He taught me home construction and repair.  He taught me how to maintain an automobile.  He taught me how to work with wood, and he taught me how to be resourceful in resolving issues.  I guess what he really taught me is my love for “red-neck” solutions.

I know that my Father loved me all of my life.  I know that he still does love me.  He has earned the title of “Father” and I hope I have earned the title of “Son”.  I love my Father, and I have always loved him, even when it didn’t appear to be so.   It will be a glorious reunion when we see one another again. 

George Soros and The Bonner Group's Unamerican Activities

Have you ever heard of the Bonner Group, Inc?  How about Media Matters?  Do you know anything about George Soros? 

George Soros is a multi-billionaire who funds Media Matters and reportedly funds The Bonner Group, Inc.

Media Matters and The Bonner Group, Inc have reportedly been hired by Mr. Soros to batter and badger advertisers to withhold advertising from various conservative cable news shows. Mr. Soros cannot win at the ballot box, so he is spending millions of dollars in mailings to advertisers, sponsors, and networks to destroy conservative icons in hopes of turning the minds of the American public to socialist behavior.

This cannot be allowed to continue.  It is against every precept of American Patriotism.  It seems to me to be financial stupidity for these advertisers and sponsors to boycott the most successful and most watched programs FoxNews has ever broadcast.  These losses will reduce FoxNews to a dismal also-ran network.

I am not sorry to see the network fail after these revelations.  I have noted with interest that FoxNews is heading into a more "Progressive" path.  The populace will not support such a move and the network is already becoming aware of the danger.  It doesn't appear to be worried about it though.  I wonder if Mr. Soros is planning to support the network as well.

Here is a list of advertisers who have gone into collusion with Mr. Soros, the Bonner Group, and Media Matters.  I know they will not get any of my money until they return to conservative values.

Mercedes-Benz
Mitsubishi
Hyundai
Lexus
BMW of North America
Constant Contact
Ainsworth Pet Nutrition
UNTUCKit
Allstate
T. Rowe Price
GlaxoSmithKline
Sanofi
Credit Karma
Wayfair
TrueCar
Rollins, Inc
Bayer
Esurance
Society for Human Resource Management
Coldwell Banker
The Wonderful Company
H&R Block
Weather Tech
BambooHR
Jenny Craig
Ancestry
Subaru
Old Dominion Freight Line
Amica Insurance
LegalZoom
CarfFax
Invisalign
Pacific Life
VisionWorks
Stanley Steemer
Eli Lilly and Company
Allstar Products Group
Advil/Pfizer
Propane Council
Reddi Wip
GoodRX
Southern New Hampshire University
Touchnote
BeenVerified
Consumer Cellular
MilelQ
Peloton
Infiniti
Land Rover
Next Day Blinds
Pfizer
Jaguar
Voya
Mahindra
Allergan
Moberg Pharma AB
Mattress Firm
Angie's List
Laser Spine Institute
Ring

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Progress in Politics

The Republicrats and the Demicans in congress are nervous.  Why, you may ask?  Here are the reasons.

Both parties are never-Trumpers, but the Republicrats have to hide it somehow.  They are the political elites. And they will nit pick every cabinet offering, and any appointed office-holder even after THEY have confirmed them so as to cause them to resign.  They need to do this in such a way that the public will think they are actually working hand in hand with Mr. Trump, but in reality they are working with the professional staffers to discredit the whole of Mr. Trump's administration.  They will not support Mr. Trump in any fashion.

On the other hand the Demicans are needing their rabies shots.  They are rabid in their hatred for Mr. Trump, both in public and in private.  They don't understand how Mr. Trump could possible have won the election honestly when they worked so hard to make sure he would not win, and they will not accept it.  This is interesting when they were the ones that crowed, "if you won't accept the results of the election you are Un-American".  That was when they expected to have done enough ballot box stuffing to get Mrs Clinton elected.  Now they think it is pro-American to trash the properly elected POTUS and his staff.  They will never become coherent and will never have 20/20 vision.

Both parties have misunderstood the anger of the people with respect to the political elites.  We really don't care which party they happen to identify with, we don't like them.  We will hold them to account if the issues we hold dear and that Mr. Trump promised in the campaign are torpedoed in congress.  We are angry!  We are perceptive! We can see the end from the beginning, and we are beginning to see that we need to express our anger more than just via the internet or via the phone. 

I urge the members of congress to beware of their political health.  We, the people, are sharpening our political knives and we are coming for those that side-track our desires.  You need to be worried.  We will primary you and we will win.

RINOs beware.  Haters beware.  This is fair warning.