Hopefully this link to a sweet video we made at work, works.
I would just like to point out that I think some of the Black Friday craziness is crazy! Do people really fight over what there is in the store? Low prices actually cause us to lose all sense of decency? Well, I remember the last time I saw this kind of behavior. It was yesterday when I helped my grandpa on his farm. We fixed up the water for the pigs and, not having had quite enough water recently, 7 or 8 piglets came out of nowhere and kept fighting each other for a turn. But this was acceptable because they were animals! Come on, people. We're better than that. I'm fairly confident that our conscience can, and should, override our animalistic instincts and behaviors. Just try it. Please? Some of the behaviors shown during Black Friday make me sad to be an American.
As I read this article, I had the following thoughts. Perhaps it is what I am supposed to learn from Sister Dalton's talk this last conference.
I realize that my children, especially my sons, will decide to become like me for no reason, other than that I am their father. I need to be a good example to them. What a tremendous responsibility! I would be very afraid of ever becoming a father, of being wholly responsible, along with my wife, for the well-being of one of God's children. But that's the thing. They are God's children as well. He will help me and my wife, as we consult with Him in prayer, as to the things that we should do that will best help each individual child. And at the same time we get to enjoy watching this child grow, learn, and develop, becoming each day more like each of his fathers.
I'm a chestnut. I'm prickly on the outside, awkward with people, inadvertently keeping them away. On the inside there's nothing valuable or extraordinary. Unless you love chestnuts. Then the inside becomes pretty special after all.
A collection of thoughts I've had during the week, which have little to do with one another:
It's interesting that the more we come to know another person, the more we learn about their imperfections. But because we love them, we are accepting of their imperfections, willing to work with them on perfection as they are willing to work with us. And I think that is one of the distinguishing characteristics of true love, as opposed to selfish "love." It is one of the ways we can tell them apart, both within ourselves, and with others.
Having friends on Facebook is no substitute for having friends in real life.
It's already November! That's crazy! And this post just keeps on getting longer and longer. Time is just flying by. During my chemistry lab I figured that we only meet eight more times this semester. Pretty soon, Christmas will be here and I'll be wishing it was still Fall semester.
This might be irreverent, but I couldn't help thinking of BYU football when I read this verse:
"And he commanded them that they should arise and stand up upon their feet. And they arose up and stood upon their feet." -3 Nephi 20:2
In other news on the internet, RoryWilliams is the new Chuck Norris. I thought they were pretty good, though you'd have to be caught up on the show to understand some of them.
Will I one day be a good husband and father? I hear about motherly instincts all the time.Is there such a thing as a fatherly instinct that will help me know what I'm supposed to do? Is there a way to prepare for that, besides doing it? I will never have been a husband or a father until it's important for me to be a good one. There doesn't seem to be any practicing built into this life for this kind of thing. All I have experience in is being a son and a brother, and I don't think I'm very good at either of those.
