"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


"None of us come to this earth to gain our worth; we brought it with us."

--Sheri L. Dew

Monday, November 19, 2012

*GASP*

After Family Home Evening tonight we were enjoying some nice, warm, fresh from the oven cinnamon rolls dripping with yummy cream cheese frosting.  Then, gasp, Grace told me this, "Next time could you make them without the frosting, I don't like it."  Did you gasp too?  She had better watch herself, she might get kicked out of the family if she keeps talking like that!
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