More Holiness Give Me

I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children.I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden.I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived." — Marjorie Pay Hinckley

Monday, November 28, 2011

Justine has been taking a 4-H class on quiet books. That, and glorious pinterest, made me want to make one! I don't even know why. my chickies are probably getting to old for them. But I have been receiving SUCH joy from working on them. They have been fun and creative and....did I say fun? I don't know what it is lately about me but I have been feeling creative!

Is it still creative if I totally copied the exact page off of this blog? I think her pages are dar-ling! But then I did invent the volcano page all by myself and I think it is cute and I had so much fun.

So look for future posts of my completed pages. You know, unless it ends up in my closet with the rock people I was painting. What? I am still going to finish those! I swear!

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Pirate PrincessNovember 28, 2011 at 10:10 PM
Are you hand stitching these or zig zagging? It's an awesome job, Susan - my boys would love this. I was thinking of making some "LDS" type quiet books for Christmas but Volcanoes are super up their alley!! :) (And Rion is 8 - I still think he'd love it!)
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When the real history of mankind is fully disclosed, will it feature the echoes of gunfire or the shaping sound of lullabies? The great armistices made by military men or the peacemaking of women in homes and in neighborhoods? Will what happened in cradles and kitchens prove to be more controlling than what happened in congresses? When the surf of the centuries has made the great pyramids so much sand, the everlasting family will be standing, because it is a celestial institution, formed outside telestial time. The women of God know this. --Neal A. Maxwell

Our Family Creed

In times of need our family steps in and steps up and the "wagons are circled".
Our family believes that through the Atonement of Christ and by doing the best we can, Christ will make up for the rest and we will receive eternal life.
Our family believes in prayer, and the power of it, and the need for it, and the blessing of it.
Our family will not let those who died and suffered for our religion to be in vain. We know what they stood for and we will stand also.
Our family believes in WORK!
Our family shows and feels empathy for others!
Our family, with few exceptions, does not borrow money!

First Presidency, Feb. 11, 1999

"All about us we see evidence of the corrosive elements targeted to injure our youth.... We call upon parents to devote their best efforts to the teaching and rearing of their children in gospel principles which will keep them close to the church. The home is the basis for a righteous life, and no other instrumentality can take its place or fulfill essential functions in carrying forward this God-given responsiblity. We counsel parents and children to give highest priority to family prayer, family home evening, gospel study and instruction, and wholesome family activities. However worthy and appropriate other demands or activities may be, they must not be permitted to displace the divinely appointed duties that only parents and families can adequately perform."

I know it is long but it is life altering!

C.S. Lewis- Meanwhile the cross comes before the crown and tomorrow is a Monday morning...It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest and most uninteresting person you can talk to may one day be a creature which, if you say it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare. All day long we are, in some degree, helping each other to one or other of these destinations. It is in the light of these overwhelming possibilities that we should conduct all our dealings with one another, all friendships, all loves, all play, all politics. There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. But it is immortals who we joke with, work with, marry, snub and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendours. This does not mean that we are to be perpetually solemn. We must play. But our merriment must be of the kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have from the outset, taken each other seriously - no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption, and our charity must be a real and costly love, with deep feeling for the sins in spite of which we love the sinner - no mere tolerance, or indulgence which parodies love as flippancy parodies merriment. Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbor is the holiest object presented to your senses."

"Women of God can never be like women of the world. The world has enough women who are tough; we need women who are tender. There are enough women who are course; we need women who are kind. There are enough women who are rude; we need women who are refined. We have enough women of fame and fotune; we need more women of faith. We have enough greed; we need more goodness. We have enough vanity; we need more virtue. We have enough popularity; we need more purity." Margaret D. Naduald

More Holiness Give Me

More holiness give me, more strivings within.
More patience in suffering, more sorrow for sin.
More faith in my Savior, more sense of His care.
More joy in His service, more purpose in prayer.
More gratitude give me, more trust in the Lord.
More zeal for His glory, more hope in His Word.
More tears for His sorrows, more pain at His grief.
More meekness in trial, more praise for relief.
More purity give me, more strength to o’ercome,
More freedom from earth-stains, more longings for home.
More fit for the kingdom, more useful I’d be,
More blessèd and holy, more, Savior, like Thee.

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" Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It's not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. -Nelson Mandela-

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