I remember as a youth, during harvest time, there were many country (farm) women working hard in the fields beside the men. For most of them, when the sun went down and they returned home from the field, their day’s work had just begun. They had to continue their day with their wifely duties, getting…
Tag: Mother
On Fathers Are Important Too
As Father’s Day approaches, may we take the time to actually contemplate our fathers, their lives and the contribution they made to our lives and the lives of our children. I have often wished that my father would have written his history, and since he did not, I attempted to do it for him. In…
On Thought
Thought is the invisible brainwave that can be translated into distinctive human behavior or action. Even though thought is invisible to the human eye, there are some people who claim they can read another’s thought before that thought becomes action. When I was a young boy, I was sure that my mother had that capability….
On The Power of Storytelling II
As a little boy, I learned many lessons the hard way, as I’m sure many young children do even today. They say we are born into the world with absolutely nothing and that we spend the rest of our lives accumulating as much of the world’s goods as we can. Sometimes we start the process…
On Their Being With Us
Sitting in Sacrament Meeting one Sabbath Day and contemplating the Sacrament Prayer, the following words, that I have heard hundreds of times, just seemed to reach out to my mind, “…this do: that they may have His spirit to be with them.” I pondered those words for a few minutes, thinking about what that might…
On Racism
It is always more comfortable for a person to be around familiar things and people, especially if that person is a little shy or backward. I remember my first day in school. It was the first grade; I was six, as in those days there wasn’t a kindergarten program. I was shy and kept to…
On In My Day
Robert Tew commented that “No matter how much you revisit the past there’s nothing new to see.” That is only true if you are talking about last week, last month or even last year. But it is hardly true for someone who was alive seventy or even eighty years ago. There are many things from…
On Honesty
As a little boy I learned many lessons the hard way, as I’m sure many young children do even today. They say we are born into the world with absolutely nothing and that we spend the rest of our lives accumulating as much of the world’s goods as we can. Sometimes we start the process…
On Being An Example
We are all an example, of one kind or another, to someone or another. In filling the various roles that we play in life, we could find ourselves becoming a different type of example to those we associated with in each role. By roles I mean: father, son, mother, daughter, sibling, student, teacher, employer, employee,…
On Genes
I recall as a young boy attending my Lutheran Sunday school class, learning Bible stories, such as: Noah’s Ark, Daniel in the Lion’s den, Jacob’s ladder and Abraham blessing Isaac. These stories were all in little bible story books with pictures that we could color. When my mother passed away twenty some years ago, one…