A Dusting of the Cobwebs: October 2019

A Dusting of the Cobwebs....

welcome to my blog!
...allow me a brief introduction...

In a reacent conversation with my daughter, her questions were why I, and her Dad were so quiet about our lifes? Meaning writing or telling about our own personal historys.

I didn't think there was anything important to write about. As I was just a normal person, getting up in the morning and getting the day started, getting kids off to school, or meeting schedules of the whole family, cleaning house, and landry. Keeping little ones busy, and changing diapers, comming home fixing dinner, helping with homework, putting kids to bed, watch some news, go to bed. And then do it all over again the next day. Then some days was teaching lessons in Primary, RS, MIA, Sundayschool, cub scouts, or helping at schools, ect. Family home evening, Visiting teaching, and even some Home teaching and being the family schaefer. most of the time we had one car, 6 kids, one working husband. Oh yes, the multi years of music lessons, and baseball teams, coaching, and even one major jumproap champion, for one daughter.

We had trials too. some were very hard, just thinking about a single memory of losing our son, brings tears. But we are told that this life is to meet trials, and how we handle them will be for our own eternal growth.

A very wise Stake President, President Alred, once said "We are here to be schooled in the principles of eternity. We will work by the sweat of our brow, to work our way through this life... But remember we are here to be schooled in the principles of eternity."

So, I welcome you to my blog. Please feel free to stay and go as you please, and wander where you wish. And, as always, feel comfortable in sharing those stories that you may feel are just "an every day" thing as well...

Oct 23, 2019

Receiving Promptings...

Oct 23, 2019

I learned, and was surprised, at a prompting I had received. I was to receive two tickets in the mail for a Conference session in the Salt Lake Temple on Oct 27. for Temple workers, and a guest.
I was still invited, even though I have been on medical leave for a while.

I needed to call Sis Smith, who was to send the two tickets to me, to let her know I had not received them. I received a prompting to call her. During the many hours during the day I was bombarded by loud thoughts that I should not call her, with many, many excuses with them.
Latter I thought, of how loud these were, and almost a constant war.
I remembered the Holy Ghost speaks in soft, quiet tones. I told myself that the first one was a very quiet thought, and I would go with that one.....It was a good thing I did, as Sis Smith had mailed them to me, but I had never received them.

Some how, things will work out so that Pauli and I will be able to attend that meeting.

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