Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Of Things That Matter Most!

My FAMILY - Biglers and Nuttalls

"Brothers and sisters, indeed we have great reason to rejoice. If life and its rushed pace and many stresses have made it difficult for you to feel like rejoicing, then perhaps now is a good time to refocus on what matters most.

Strength comes not from frantic activity but from being settled on a firm foundation of truth and light. It comes from placing our attention and efforts on the basics of the restored gospel of Jesus Christ. It comes from paying attention to the divine things that matter most.

Let us simplify our lives a little. Let us make the changes necessary to refocus our lives on the sublime beauty of the simple, humble path of Christian discipleship—the path that leads always toward a life of meaning, gladness, and peace. For this I pray, as I leave you my blessing, in the sacred name of Jesus Christ, amen."

President Dieter F. Uchtdorf
"Of Things That Matter Most"

 These Are Moments That Matter Most

Saturday, June 18, 2011

knowing the love of GOD... now that's life!

I had an interesting experience today while we were out trying to find people that would receive us and desire to know more about the Gospel. 

While we were walking towards a house, a man who was holding the door open half way yells out, "I am not interested". He continues, "I'm agnostic. Get out of here". We told him we were here to increase his faith in God but we wouldn't have anything of it. While walking to the next house, others from inside followed us around to their windows and, once opening, squealed like pigs at us. I'll tell you, it sounded like it came straight from the devil himself.  The screech was heart-wrenching and cold, and if you have ever wondered what it might sound like to be held captive by Satan, this sound would have summed it up.  Clearly, they don't see eye to eye with God. They continued until we left the area and from that brief encounter, I learned so much.
squealing pig
Wilber may be cute and all, but certainly not when he's squealing.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

So, Your A Missionary Huh? What Do You Do Then?

When you hear the word missionary, what do you think?

If you don't already have a thought stirring in your head, hear are some objects that might get some of those gears of yours turning up there a little faster.



bike helmet
The Helmet - for safety of course..

mountain bike
The Bike - its fun to race!

Thursday, June 2, 2011

A "Birth" Day Story : A Mother and Father's Lifeline Through Prayer


We had just celebrated Memorial Day by having a picnic in Golden Gate Park in San Francisco and enjoying the lovely weather. We were 7 months pregnant with our first child in what appeared to be a "normal" pregnancy. Despite having several previous miscarriages, this pregnancy appeared to be okay.

Later in the week I began to not feel good, but continued to go to work despite feeling under the weather. By the weekend, I was worried that something was wrong with the pregnancy and called the doctor, explained my symptoms and was reassured that I simply had "a flu bug". With my previous history in mind, I continued to feel worried throughout Saturday.

Hospital in San Francisco.
 By Sunday morning I was more concerned and called the doctor's office again - only to be told to come in on Monday to get checked out. A short time later, Derrall and I felt a strong impression to call the doctor again and insist on being seen on Sunday. To appease us they asked us to go to the hospital where our doctor was on call and he would check me out.


We arrived at the hospital shortly after 7:00 am and were taken into an exam room where I was checked out by the nurse. We immediately knew something was not right since the nurse quickly left but said she would be right back.

Immediately thereafter the room was filled with all sorts of medical professionals, an IV was started, papers were signed and many questions were asked. I was so overwhelmed that I didn't immediately understand what was happening. I still had 10 weeks left in my pregnancy and just wanted them to tell me why I didn't feel good. The doctor then explained that I was dilated to 7 cm and that there was nothing they could do to stop the eminent delivery of our baby, but they could try and delay the birth for as long as possible.