Missions are Fun

Preston Temple photo taken 21 Nov. 2010

A missionary is someone who leaves his or her home for a little while so others can have their families forever.

Curious about Mormons? Go to the source and find real people at mormon.org--read what they believe and have live chats if you wish! (an official Church website)

Or, go to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, official web site: lds.org.

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Our Mission Scriptures

Our Mission Scriptures:

"Oh, that I were an angel, and could have the wish of mine heart . . . Yea, I would declare unto every soul, as with the voice of thunder, repentance and the plan of redemption, that they should repent and come unto our God, that there might not be more sorrow upon all the face of the earth." Alma 29:1-2 (Book of Mormon)

" . . . be ye steadfast, unmoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labour is not in vain in the Lord." 1 Corinthians 15:58 (Bible)

Monday, March 14, 2011

A Poem for Everyday Trials

But he turned, and said unto Peter, Get thee behind me, Satan:  thou art an offence unto me:  for thou savourest not the things that be of God, but those that be of men.  Matthew 16:23
Our dear ex-zone leader from Georgia sent this to us (he isn't just our ex-zone leader, but now a dear friend, but I love it that he was our zone leader for a long time and so it is special to refer to him as that).  His mother writes beautiful poetry to which many will relate.  He also writes some amazing stuff, so it must run in the family.  At the bottom is the link to her blog if you'd like to read more of her poetry.  The title of it is the scripture above.
Another beautiful sunny day in Darwen.  I'm glad you're up there watching over us, Dear Lord.
-Matthew 16:23

I'll put up with the cars

that break down every time I drive.

I'll endure the lack of thanks and pay

I get from nine to five.

I'll listen to the whiners,

bellyachers and complainers,

I'll ignore the high and mighty,

the judgemental parade-rainers.


But I will not take my eyes off

of the serpent on the pole.

I will not let your efforts leave me

one speck less than whole.


I'll fight you.

I'll ignore you.

I'll repeat it till I bore you,

but, Sir, let me assure you that

you will not take this soul!


I'll take the sickness, stress and loss.

Baby, bring it on!

For I am made of better stuff

than you have ever known.


I'll take whatever threats you wield,

whatever spears you throw,

but Lucifer, I cannot yield.

I can't

because I know!
                          -Shirley Westenskow
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