Glasses

About once a year I go through a phase where I almost feel like I need glasses. Not with lenses just as a fashion statement. I would hate to be dependent on glasses because I loose them all the time, plus I am a VERY independant woman. But I think they would help me make more friends, be more respected,and have more confidence.

The picture above is of me when I gave into the longing for glasses in 2006, I lost them in week, but I loved them. Didn't I look good? Don't you want to be my friend? And I know you respect me more. The most witty and loved people all have glasses. Lisa Lobe... you know you all love her "you say, I only hear what I want to!" I need glasses.

Back for more! Tender Mercy and Favorite Moment...

I am very proud of myself. I almost didn't write today, I was feeling lazy, but that is crazy because I have too much to be grateful for today. Sundays, they are so great! Don't you agree? Can I get an amen? I can't hear you!
Okay, that was good. Today I was blessed enough to speak and sing at a nursing home in little ol' Dingle Idaho. Nursing homes are my favorite places to partake of the sacrament because the people there are so committed to God that the room has no choice but to be overflowing with the Spirit.



I felt it stronger than I have felt the spirit in a while. It was as though I really was baptized again, I felt myself renewing convenants to the Lord and I felt him cleansing me. It is a beautiful thing. To make it all even more powerful, my Dad, who just had knee surgery blessed the sacrament, to do so he needed to kneel on both knees. I saw him painfully use his priesthood authority to bless all of us in the room. He allowed himself to ache physically so that we could be healed spiritually. It was truly symbolic of the atonement and the promises we make when we partake of the sacrament. We promise to stand as a witness of Christ despite what pain it may cause us. It chilled me to the bone. Thus it was my favorite moment of the day.

What's my tender mercy you ask?
Well I will tell you, thanks for asking!
When I spoke I had no idea what I was going to say, but the Lord filled my mouth and at one point I pointed at a lady and said passionately "You are NEVER, EVER alone." turns out her daughter died this week, and she has never felt more alone and abandoned by the Lord. God it good isn't he? What a tender Mercy.

We truly are a blessed people. The Lord never leaves any of us alone. He is there, He is HERE. He rejoices with us and he cries with us. He scratches our backs when we need to relaxe, He holds us in his arms when we are lonely, and He allows us to bend His ear at anytime. He really is a great Father.

Daily Tender Mercy and favorite moment...

I have decided to try to do a daily favorite moment and tender mercy. This being my first day at blogging, I am really into it, but knowing me it may fade fast. I hope it doesn't, me being commited? That would be a tender mercy.

Favorite moment-
I decided, for the first time since I have been visiting my family for Christmas to actually get ready today. I bathed (impressive I know), I did my hair (I am an over achiever), and I even put on make up. It was a big day for me, I was hoping to meet my true love in the land of Dingle Idaho. I didn't meet my true love, BUT when I walked out of the bathroom, my 4 year old nephew (as seen in the picture below) said "Wow Patience you look pretty!" He instantly became my favorite nephew! And made my favorite moment of the day. Thanks Christian.




Tender Mercy-
We all have a lot of those daily don't we? My number one of the day was a quote my brother Larry read from Elder Richard G. Scott that says.
"Fourteen years ago the Lord took my wife beyond the veil. I love her with all my heart, but I have never complained because I know it was His will. I have never asked why but rather what is it that He wants me to learn from this experience. I believe that is a good way to face the unpleasant things in our lives, not complaining but thanking the Lord for the trust He places in us when He gives us the opportunity to overcome difficulties." As he read that I felt the Lord speak to me through his spirit and gave me a tip, something he wants me to work on, and promised that doing that would make me happy. What a great God!

All I am is a phrase from a song...

Don't I look stuffed or Hungry? Or "myspaceish" at the least!


First of all I have to note that this is the first time that I have been hungry in a week. The holiday has kept me with a constant realm of food in my mouth and belly. I truly am a blessed person.

Believe it or not I have had many emotions lately other than stuffed. Is stuffed an actual emotion? Well, it became one for me. Emotions involving love, life, future, insecurities, God, and such. But all of it is perfectly summed up in song phrases. So, to introduce myself to this new bloggers world, I will show you how all I am is a phrase from a song.

"Own me, take all that I am, and heal me with the blood of the lamb, mold me, by your gracious hand, break me til' i'm only yours... own me."
-This song, "Own Me" from Ginny Owens describes my constant battle to give it up to the Lord. I am constantly in a fight to not seek my own will but God's. When I do seek my own will it is not good! Which brings me to my next song.




"I fear I have nothing to give, I have so much to loose here in this lonely place, tangled up in your embrace, there's nothing I'd like better than to fall."
-Sarah McLachlan "Fear"
My anger and heart ache from a loveless lover caused me to become lonelier than I have ever been. This caused me to go for a guy I thought I could like and maybe I could, but God has been telling me for a while that He wants me to figure some things out about myself before attaching myself to someone else. I listened to Him at first, but then I started to feel as John Mayer explains in his song "Love Song For No one"
"Staying home alone on a Friday flat on the floor looking back on old love, or lack there of, after all my crushes have faded and all my wishful thinking was wrong, I'm jaded, I hate it! I'm tired of being alone so hurry up and get here."
With that being my major feelings I hastily sought after my own will and grabbed up the first guy I could. But now, every time he holds me, or calls me, or asks me out, I feel as stated above by Sarah M. like I have nothing to give and everything to loose, and all I want to do is fall. Is it him? Or is it me? And how do I get myself out of this?
"I am the only one to blame for this, somehow it all ends up the same, soaring on the wings of selfish pride, I flew too high and like Icarus I collide with a world I've tried so hard to leave behind. But can I be the one to sacrifice? Or grip the spear and watch the blood and water flow?... take my world apart."
"World's Apart" by Jars of Clay.
"I get turned around, and I mistake my happiness for blessings. I'm blessed as the poor, but still I judge success by how I'm dressing. So keep on coming these lines on the road and keep me responsible be it a light or heavy load, keep on coming these blessings in disguise for I walk by grace my feet and faith my eyes."
-Caedmon's Call "Faith In Me."
With all of this confusion and emotion I get so overwhelmed that I become exactly as stated in Pink Floyd's song "Comfortably Numb"
"There is no pain you are receding a distant ship, smoke on the horizon.You are only coming through in waves.Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain you would not understand this is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb."
To get myself back in order and pump myself up I remember the lyrics from The Dave Matthews Band Song "Dancing Nancies"
" The clouds may hang on me sometimes but I will get out. Then I look up at the sky, my mouth open wide lick and taste what's the use in worrying? What's the use in hurrying?"
Isn't that truth? We get over it all, we get out of the clouds that hang on us, and become a better us, what's the use in worrying? What would life be without trials? Or better yet, what would I be without trials?