on the rim

I am surrounded by emotions and feelings that I don't know how to interpret.  Last week, our ward had a funeral for one of the most faithful, and diligent servants of the Lord in it.  Sunday night, the First Counselor in the Bishopric's son was laid down for a nap, and passed away.  The funeral is tomorrow. This morning, a former Bishop, whose health has been failing for sometime now, had breakfast, and was resting, and just passed away.  Just last night, I was wondering if there would be one more. Alas. Already, our Bishop, who has served for less than a year, will have presided over six funerals.  With numerous members in their 80s and 70s,  it is quite likely that that won't be all.  Deaths are always sad, but an eighteen month old?  No parent should have to bury a child, especially one so young and innocent.  Trusting in God in such a circumstance is not easy.  but the knowledge that that child is sealed to the family for all ete...

  1  Sobre vosotros, mis consiervos, en el nombre del Mesías,  confiero  el  Sacerdocio de Aarón , el cual tiene las llaves del ministerio de  ángeles , y del evangelio de  arrepentimiento , y del  bautismo  por inmersión para la remisión de pecados; y este sacerdocio nunca más será quitado de la tierra, hasta que los  hijos de Leví  de nuevo ofrezcan al Señor un sacrificio en  rectitud . or to put it another way:   1  Upon you my fellow servants, in the name of Messiah I  confer  the  Priesthood of Aaron , which holds the  keys  of the ministering of  angels , and of the gospel of  repentance , and of  baptism  by immersion for the remission of sins; and this shall never be taken again from the earth, until the  sons of Levi  do offer again an offering unto the Lord in righteousness .  Doctrine and Covenants Section 13 I couldn't resist the Spanish, th...

When I was three years old, my family went to Los Angeles. I will admit that I remember almost nothing about that trip.  I have seen slides of Disneyland, but I don't remember.  But there are memories of that trip, that, until I was older, and able to attend the temple, didn't make sense.  You see, those memories were of the Los Angeles Temple of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.  It was in that temple, that my brothers and I were sealed to our parents for time and all eternity, conditioned on faithfulness.  We were all dressed in white, and there was, based on my three year old memory, a padded table in the middle of the room with cushions on the floor around it.  I know now that it was an altar that is used specifically to join husband and wife, and if there are children, together, by one with authority.  I don't remember the spinning cups, (seen the pictures), but I do remember that.  Go figure. Today, as I was in the temple he...