Today is day 2 of my TV + video prohibition. I hope it may be a lifelong prohibition. The prospect of that seems daunting.
For work today I need to get *** her photos. I will do a real estate review for the ***. I also need to contact *** about completing the forclosure counseling. I need to have my bio with the company updated. And I will make my paper copy of my sphere today.
I will start my day with my morning routine, then finish *** photos so I can deliver them to her. After that I’m going to make sure I get a walk in with the Dog, then I’ll head to the office.
I feel like I don’t have as much to write lately as I sometimes do. My mind is kind of stopped up.
Last night I had several dreams that included ***. I can’t remember the details now, but I remember waking up with the feeling that I should check on him today.
I also need to check on my ministering families. I have fallen short in this regard. Ministering is such a wonderful concept. I’m not sure there is anything that serves as a better incubator for discipleship as ministering. I really like to think of the church as being an incubator for discipleship. I feel as though I have let myself be distracted by the world for the majority of my life. It seems kind of miraculous that having dipped so much more than my toe in the waters of wickedness I still feel a desire for holiness. I suppose that desire is still impure because it’s not so much about being holy as it is about enjoying the fruits of holiness.
Desiring to be holy is a different matter. To be unspotted from the world while operating in it is really hard to fathom. I have wasted so much time. At the same time, I recognize that Heavenly father can change anyone at anytime. The question is do I really want to be holy? and why? I want to be holy because I don’t want to be blown about by the winds of adversity any more. I want to be strong in everything that I do. I want to be a vessel that can be used to bring light to others and ease their burdens. I want to want being a good son to God, but at the moment I am too selfish to be pure in that desire.
Come Follow Me
Ether is an example of purity and holiness. I like how the scripture says ” he could not be restrained because of the spirit of the Lord which was in him.” I have felt something similar at times, but the feelings have been short lived. How does one have those feelings and they go to their day job and push paper (or whatever). Ether “cried from the morning, even until the going down of the sun!” what did that look like? Did he have a family? I picture a hermit living in a cave. How can we emulate him, or are we even meant to? How do we know what we are meant to do in this work?
