<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:17:30.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma's Son</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-3158883439703739616</id><published>2007-03-12T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:11:03.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hardship of Life Today, Yesterday &amp; Forever!</title><content type='html'>Emily Dow Partridge's words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "and hope is dead for this life but bright for the next."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus’s words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These things I command you, that ye love one another. If the world hate you, ye know that it hated me before it hated you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vilate Kimball’s words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first wife of Heber C. Kimball, also recognized the value of romantic distance in a plural marriage. Counseling an unhappy plural wife, she advised the woman that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “her comfort must be wholly in her children; that she must lay aside wholly all interest or thought in what her husband was doing while he was away from her” and be as “pleased to see him when he came in as she was pleased to see any friend.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More wisdom from Christ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A woman when she is in travail hath sorrow, because her hour is come: but as soon as she is delivered of the child, she remembereth no more the anguish, for joy that a man is born into the world. And ye now therefore have sorrow: but I will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice, and your joy no man taketh from you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real question is what are we living for? And what do you want from this life? Do you feel like a cavewomen? Welcome to the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Club&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Caveman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-3158883439703739616?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/3158883439703739616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=3158883439703739616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/3158883439703739616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/3158883439703739616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2007/03/hardship-of-life-today-yesterday.html' title='The Hardship of Life Today, Yesterday &amp; Forever!'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-5410818830201882596</id><published>2007-03-08T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T23:57:03.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the Greater Light</title><content type='html'>Rebel enough and you'll go to hell, but for some hell is the path way to heaven. Perhaps Alma and the sons of Mosiah were foreordained to break the mold of just following the leader. Think of the fruit that came forth after they encounter the horrors of hell and the voice of an angel. Can you drink of that cup? The truth is few can survive those types of encounters and live to tell the tale. The safe way for the majority is to follow a trusted leader and avoid the endless pit falls of out right rebellion of the truth which others have paid the price for you to see. Follow the threads down the path into the greater light and maybe than you will know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.homestead.com/oceanportal"&gt;homestead.com/oceanportal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-5410818830201882596?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/5410818830201882596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=5410818830201882596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/5410818830201882596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/5410818830201882596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2007/03/into-greater-light.html' title='Into the Greater Light'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-3620876474755033830</id><published>2007-03-01T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:52:27.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude in Zion</title><content type='html'>President Olson,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to take a moment to thank you for &lt;br /&gt;all the help and blessings you have given me &lt;br /&gt;and my family over the last many years you have &lt;br /&gt;been serving in NY. You have been a spiritual &lt;br /&gt;father to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have felt your inspiration and vision for LI &lt;br /&gt;in the depths of my soul and the marrow of my &lt;br /&gt;bones. You awoke things in me that I had kept &lt;br /&gt;secret for years, but the Lord wanted written &lt;br /&gt;down. During your term as Stake President I &lt;br /&gt;wrote those things which have turned into my &lt;br /&gt;book "Into the Greater Light". It is a history &lt;br /&gt;of my strange and wonderful conversion and some &lt;br /&gt;of my dealings with the Lord. It is not so much &lt;br /&gt;written to be published for the people of here &lt;br /&gt;and now, but it is written for the Lord's own &lt;br /&gt;purpose to be used in the future. So I let it &lt;br /&gt;sit on the shelve or the web for only those whom &lt;br /&gt;the Spirit directs to read. Thanks for preaching &lt;br /&gt;Zion on LI for what you have seen can happen for &lt;br /&gt;all has happened for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for your faith and trust in me when &lt;br /&gt;many others had great doubts. You looked beyond &lt;br /&gt;my shabby image and listened to the Lord. I'm &lt;br /&gt;more like a Jonah than a Moses and as you know &lt;br /&gt;I tried to run away to Florida to live out my &lt;br /&gt;days in obscurity, but the Lord inspired you to &lt;br /&gt;stop me in my tracts. I'm grateful for your &lt;br /&gt;courage to listen to the Lord and act on his &lt;br /&gt;wishes. Like you I only want to do his will and &lt;br /&gt;finish my earthly mission with honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he wants me in Salt Lake City at this &lt;br /&gt;time for his own purposes. You were at our branch &lt;br /&gt;when I gave one of my last testimonies on the &lt;br /&gt;signs the Lord used concerning the weather in my &lt;br /&gt;life. Attached is a copy of those hurricanes that &lt;br /&gt;hit Florida that summer of 2004. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The names, places and paths of those storms sent &lt;br /&gt;a message directly to me. It was a clear warning &lt;br /&gt;to me that Florida was not to be my home in the &lt;br /&gt;future. The names: mine, my uncle's and my cousin's. &lt;br /&gt;The places: Stuart where two storms made land fall &lt;br /&gt;is the place my former fiancée of the 60s lives today. &lt;br /&gt;The path: Marks an X across Florida with the center &lt;br /&gt;near Orlando the very place I told the Lord I would &lt;br /&gt;live if he didn't stop me. The Lord has made you a &lt;br /&gt;quiet witness of these things for his own purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke about my concerns of hurricanes hitting LI &lt;br /&gt;the summer of 2006 before I could sell my house and &lt;br /&gt;move. The media was promoting a year with lots of &lt;br /&gt;hurricanes with many coming up the coast hitting NY. &lt;br /&gt;I must admit I had great concerns in June when I &lt;br /&gt;realized my house might not sell until Oct. I went &lt;br /&gt;to the Lord in mighty prayer and heard the still &lt;br /&gt;small voice of the Spirit say as clear as day: &lt;br /&gt;"Peace be still there will be no hurricanes this year." &lt;br /&gt;How true those words were and how wrong the words &lt;br /&gt;of the media turned out to be. But the rest of the &lt;br /&gt;story happened when we got to our Condo in Salt Lake &lt;br /&gt;City. As we entered our new bedroom there upon the &lt;br /&gt;wall was a large painting of the Savior standing on &lt;br /&gt;the bow of a fishing boat with his fearful disciples. &lt;br /&gt;His hand was stretch out toward the stormy sea as &lt;br /&gt;he said "Peace be still". I know this is the place &lt;br /&gt;he would have me be for out our bedroom window we &lt;br /&gt;are blest to view the glorious Salt Lake Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write to thank you for my call and my release and &lt;br /&gt;to share the joy the Lord has given us in coming west. &lt;br /&gt;Below is a copy of a letter I wrote to Reed Johnson &lt;br /&gt;a nephew of President Thomas S. Monson who I knew &lt;br /&gt;when I first joined the church in 1970.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your kind words and those good memories. &lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed your priesthood lessons which would challenge &lt;br /&gt;and make one think. You showed more than blind faith &lt;br /&gt;when you taught. I remember you showing me how to &lt;br /&gt;teach the gospel when we home taught the Ziggy Pastz &lt;br /&gt;family. I'm glad you’re still out in the mission field &lt;br /&gt;doing good for those who know less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in SLC is a new and wonderful experience for &lt;br /&gt;me. Though my ward is very large the people are very &lt;br /&gt;loving and have come here from all over the world. &lt;br /&gt;I feel the Spirit of the Lord here and know for me &lt;br /&gt;that the Lord has work for me to do here. The ratio &lt;br /&gt;of NM to M in this area is 60/40. As we settle in I &lt;br /&gt;feel there will be many missionary opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might know Bobby Worthington and his family &lt;br /&gt;moved way up into Vermont over 20 years ago and have &lt;br /&gt;done very well. He served as a branch president for &lt;br /&gt;many years and is now a Temple worker. However, he &lt;br /&gt;told me he would never move to SLC as one of his sons &lt;br /&gt;served a mission in Utah in the SLC area and had &lt;br /&gt;nothing but trouble trying to awaken the saints to &lt;br /&gt;their missionary duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come here with a different attitude without an &lt;br /&gt;ax to grind, but with love in my heart and a &lt;br /&gt;willingness to learn from those saints who have &lt;br /&gt;been seasoned in the church and gospel over many &lt;br /&gt;generations. If any of them are like you I shall &lt;br /&gt;be blest and learn much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for your help and good memories and &lt;br /&gt;someday I'm sure we will meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff you and Reed are much alike and what I wrote &lt;br /&gt;to him applies to you as well. You have taught me &lt;br /&gt;much and helped to prepare me for the future the &lt;br /&gt;Lord will have me live. Thanks again and may the Lord &lt;br /&gt;bless you and your family with his richest blessing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love your friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-3620876474755033830?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/3620876474755033830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=3620876474755033830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/3620876474755033830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/3620876474755033830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2007/03/gratitude-in-zion.html' title='Gratitude in Zion'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-532627836385904166</id><published>2007-02-28T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T23:28:19.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Mission Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;Hi Rick,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirk and I attended the SL Temple this morning and your &lt;br /&gt;name came up as we talked about life, the scriptures &lt;br /&gt;and our missions. Dirk and I go way back to my baptism &lt;br /&gt;in 1970 and we have continued to stay in touch all these &lt;br /&gt;years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you and I only knew each other for a short time &lt;br /&gt;near the end of my mission when you had come back from &lt;br /&gt;valley I know what you meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give my love to your Mom and Dad. He was a great &lt;br /&gt;mission President and your Mom was a great mission Mom. &lt;br /&gt;I learned so much from them about both the church and &lt;br /&gt;life. They are both great latter day Saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just finished up a call as Branch President of the &lt;br /&gt;Long Beach Branch in NY and retired from a successful &lt;br /&gt;career with KeySpan Energy a NY gas &amp;amp; electric utility. &lt;br /&gt;We are living in a beautiful condo on Capitol Hill with a &lt;br /&gt;view of the SL Temple and the valley. Our new ward is &lt;br /&gt;Capitol Hill First Ward where I'll be lucky to handout hymn&lt;br /&gt;books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never gotten over my strange conversion or my strange &lt;br /&gt;life, but I've learned to accept the things the Lord has &lt;br /&gt;laid upon me in a quieter way over the years. See my story &lt;br /&gt;a WIP (which is good therapy for me an amateur writer) on &lt;br /&gt;the web at: www.homestead.com/oceanportal Below are a few &lt;br /&gt;stories from my mission:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough Skin II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first joined the church there were members who &lt;br /&gt;would come up to my face and tell me what a lousy job I &lt;br /&gt;was doing in a calling. Some would yell in my face in &lt;br /&gt;hopes of driving me out of the church. I learned to turn &lt;br /&gt;the other cheek and endure those trials by leaning upon my &lt;br /&gt;testimony,  the good leaders of the church and praying to &lt;br /&gt;my Father in Heaven who always knew my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just some of the growing pain we must all &lt;br /&gt;endure as we help one another grow in Christ. I thank God &lt;br /&gt;for the wisdom of that great Stake President who gave a &lt;br /&gt;little talk at my friends (Dirk) baptism on having a tough &lt;br /&gt;skin and enduring to the end and keeping a tender heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many times when people have hurt my feelings in this&lt;br /&gt;church, but I have learned by experience it is better to have a tough&lt;br /&gt;skin and forgive those who may offend me. I always try to remember&lt;br /&gt;what Jesus said while upon the cross. "Father, forgive them for they&lt;br /&gt;know not what they do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel to conclude this section of my writing with two faith&lt;br /&gt;promoting experiences from my mission. While serving in Elko, Nevada&lt;br /&gt;in December of 1973, my mission President gave the entire mission a&lt;br /&gt;challenge to go tracting for Christ on Christmas. He advised us not&lt;br /&gt;to set up any dinner appointments but plan a full day's work for the&lt;br /&gt;Lord. He promised if we would do this, the Lord would provide a&lt;br /&gt;Christmas dinner for us. My companion and I rose up to the challenge&lt;br /&gt;and tracted the whole day with little success. We left tracts and&lt;br /&gt;with some we prayed but no food was offered. Then around 9 pm we&lt;br /&gt;knocked on the door and two little old ladies invited us in. They&lt;br /&gt;were kind and polite and allowed us to give them our message. After&lt;br /&gt;which they asked about our Christmas and what we had had for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;When we told them we hadn't eaten, they were shocked, and said we&lt;br /&gt;can't have that. They took us downtown to a restaurant and treated us&lt;br /&gt;to a fine meal. The promise of our mission President was of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;and we enjoyed a great gift of faith from he who made Christmas&lt;br /&gt;happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months later, I was called to be an assistant to my Mission President&lt;br /&gt;and moved back to Sacramento. He told us (me and my new companion)&lt;br /&gt;that we were his new gladiators of truth. He wanted our counsel and&lt;br /&gt;expected us to tell him our true thoughts and not just be yes men.&lt;br /&gt;This counsel set the stage for another very interesting experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day while my companion and I were on our way to a Zone Conference&lt;br /&gt;in Gridley, our car broke down in Marysville. I had served in the&lt;br /&gt;town just across the river in Yuba City. I made a few phone calls to&lt;br /&gt;the local leaders and they got our car put in a shop and drove us up&lt;br /&gt;to Gridley to our Zone Conference. While we were waiting I preached&lt;br /&gt;the gospel to some homeless person while my companion watched in&lt;br /&gt;fright. I was always one to try to make good use of my time in&lt;br /&gt;sharing the gospel with others no matter whether they be rich or&lt;br /&gt;poor, good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Zone Conference, our mission President drove us down to Yuba&lt;br /&gt;City to recover our car. The mechanic assured us it was all fixed and&lt;br /&gt;our Mission President left to return with his wife to Sacramento.&lt;br /&gt;After paying the bill, we started for Sacramento a few minutes behind&lt;br /&gt;our President. To our surprise the car again broke down just a mile&lt;br /&gt;from the gas station. I quickly called a member who told us the gas&lt;br /&gt;station was now closed and we would have to leave the car overnight.&lt;br /&gt;My companion was upset as he had a lot of office work to do back in&lt;br /&gt;Sacramento. I felt this was a sign and that we could do some&lt;br /&gt;missionary work. We called the Elders who lived in Marysville and&lt;br /&gt;they picked us up and took us to their Apt. They offered dinner and I&lt;br /&gt;said, "No thanks. I have other meat to eat." My companion looked at&lt;br /&gt;me like I was clearly crazy. However, I felt the spirit of God upon&lt;br /&gt;me and I had a great desire to visit some of the people I had taught&lt;br /&gt;in Yuba City over a year ago that to my knowledge had never been&lt;br /&gt;baptized. I asked if any of the Elders would go with me and a young&lt;br /&gt;Elder volunteered. We went first to visit the Sister Missionaries&lt;br /&gt;whose area it was. They both had been sick and I believe we gave them&lt;br /&gt;blessings. I asked them about some of the families I had in mind and&lt;br /&gt;if they knew any of them. I asked if they minded if we visited people&lt;br /&gt;in their area and they said fine go ahead. We visited around 5&lt;br /&gt;families that night and they all expressed renewed interest in the&lt;br /&gt;church. We had a spiritual feast and knew that the hand of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;was in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also recognized that it would be important for this Elder who I&lt;br /&gt;introduced to these families to continue the work  with them. I&lt;br /&gt;mentioned that transfers were going to take place the following week&lt;br /&gt;and I would talk to the President about moving him into that area. &lt;br /&gt;My statement  was simple and logical. Yuba City was the larger city&lt;br /&gt;with two wards and just one set of sisters. Marysville was smaller&lt;br /&gt;with only one ward and two sets of Elders. My suggestion to the&lt;br /&gt;President would be to transfer one set of Elders over into Yuba City&lt;br /&gt;so that there would be one set of Missionaries in each ward. Since&lt;br /&gt;all the people we visited were in Yuba City II it was logical to move&lt;br /&gt;those Elders into that Ward and have the Sisters remain in Yuba City&lt;br /&gt;1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week during our late Wednesday night transfer meeting with&lt;br /&gt;the President I made the suggestion and presented my reasoning. Again&lt;br /&gt;to my surprise I got a flat no without any discussion or reasons. My&lt;br /&gt;spirit was grieved and again I felt misunderstood. My companion and&lt;br /&gt;President were both from Utah and had a close friendship. My&lt;br /&gt;companion knew of my desires and had heard me tell the Elders what I&lt;br /&gt;planned to do. I got the feeling the President had already been&lt;br /&gt;briefed on my proposal from my companion who might have put his own&lt;br /&gt;spin on it. I don't know for sure, but if he told the President that&lt;br /&gt;I promised anything without his permission or authority it would&lt;br /&gt;explain why the President shot down my idea so quickly. However this&lt;br /&gt;wasn't the case. I had felt the spirit and only told the Elders what&lt;br /&gt;I would try to do. Now it seemed all was lost. My President had&lt;br /&gt;closed the door and I told the Lord I wouldn't argue the point with&lt;br /&gt;him anymore. My President was my authority and I would submit to his&lt;br /&gt;decision right or wrong and say no more. In my prayers that night, I&lt;br /&gt;expressed my hurt to the Lord and how I thought his hand had been in&lt;br /&gt;our strange encounters in Yuba City, but there was nothing else I&lt;br /&gt;could do. It seemed my President and companion were dead set against&lt;br /&gt;my proposal. Yet, I thought, it isn't my proposal, but the Lords.&lt;br /&gt;However, I didn't have the courage to tell them that. It is the&lt;br /&gt;President's right to receive revelation for the mission and not me. I&lt;br /&gt;was just a counselor. My President had the final say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning came and it was our duty to meet early in the&lt;br /&gt;President's office to make transfers by phone. When my companion and&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;arrived, we found the President sitting in his chair behind his desk&lt;br /&gt;holding his head. He said, "Elders, I have a terrible headache and&lt;br /&gt;haven't been able to sleep all night. There is something wrong with&lt;br /&gt;the transfers." At that very moment, the spirit prompted me to&lt;br /&gt;present my proposal on Yuba City again. As quickly as I finished, the&lt;br /&gt;President said that's exactly what we need to do. Now Elders do it.&lt;br /&gt;My companion's mouth dropped to the ground in surprise as I felt&lt;br /&gt;vindicated by the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true vindication came a few weeks later after I had completed my&lt;br /&gt;mission and arrived home. I received a letter from one of the Elders&lt;br /&gt;I had trained earlier in my mission. He wrote that he was one of the&lt;br /&gt;Elders transferred into the Yuba City ward where I had helped to&lt;br /&gt;reactivate a number of families into investigating the church. He&lt;br /&gt;thanked me and shared a marvelous ending to this miracles story. He&lt;br /&gt;wrote: We visited with the Nelson family and taught them the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;This last Sunday Bro. Nelson got baptized and was ordained a Priest.&lt;br /&gt;Then he baptized his wife and children and ordained his son a Priest.&lt;br /&gt;The will of the Lord was done and great joy entered into our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord rules in Heaven and Hell in Earth and in his Church and&lt;br /&gt;Missions. For those who have eyes that see, ears that hear, hearts&lt;br /&gt;that understand, minds that discern and wait patiently upon the Lord&lt;br /&gt;all things are possible. The Holy Ghost is real and the gifts of the&lt;br /&gt;spirits are ours according to ours desires, faith, and faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my Brothers and Sisters never, never, never, give up. This Church&lt;br /&gt;is true, the work is real and your lives will be tried to see if you&lt;br /&gt;will endure to the end. Have a tough skin and a tender heart and true&lt;br /&gt;faith in Jesus Christ and you will gain eternal life. In the name of&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another mission story: Late in my mission (last 6 months) I was&lt;br /&gt;finally called to leadership. Then when I had but 3 months left a&lt;br /&gt;stranger thing happened. The Mission President (William Walsh) called&lt;br /&gt;a special mission conference (Mar.1974) for half the mission near&lt;br /&gt;Alburn, Ca for all the missionaries in Neveda and the Sacramento&lt;br /&gt;area. During this conference he announced his two mission assistances&lt;br /&gt;(APs) would be going home in a few days. Then to everybody's surprise&lt;br /&gt;he announced his two new APs and asked for a sustaining vote from the&lt;br /&gt;missionaries. I was one of the names he announced and was sustained&lt;br /&gt;without any foreknowledge save a few seconds before when the Holy&lt;br /&gt;Ghost spoke quietly in my ear saying you are one of them. It was an&lt;br /&gt;honor, but I was also humbled. I thanked the President and he told me&lt;br /&gt;to thank the Lord and get on my knees and pray for help. I shortly&lt;br /&gt;found his counsel very important. After being congratulated by many&lt;br /&gt;Elders, Sisters and former companions a Elder I didn't know came up&lt;br /&gt;to me and asked if he could talk to me privately. I agreed and we&lt;br /&gt;went a little ways off from the people. This Utah Elder said the&lt;br /&gt;following to me: "Elder Luerssen we might of sustained you publicly&lt;br /&gt;here today, but we will never sustain you privately. That calling&lt;br /&gt;(AP) is reserved for those of us born in the church, which have come&lt;br /&gt;from good Mormon families and lived good Mormon lives. Not for some&lt;br /&gt;dirty, hippie, eastern, NY convert like yourself!" I never told&lt;br /&gt;anyone about this while I was on my mission. I took it as an honor&lt;br /&gt;that people would treat me like the prophets of old. In June 1972&lt;br /&gt;while in the Mission home in SLC I had the honor of receiving my&lt;br /&gt;Endowment in the Salt Lake Temple. Following that event our&lt;br /&gt;missionary group was invite to the 5th floor of the Temple in the&lt;br /&gt;Priesthood assembly area to hear President Lee give a short talk and&lt;br /&gt;do some Q&amp;A. During the Q&amp;amp;A time I got to ask President Lee a&lt;br /&gt;question. I asked how Adam &amp;amp; Eve were literally created. It was quiet&lt;br /&gt;in the Temple before I asked that question, but a greater hush went&lt;br /&gt;through the crowd after I asked. To me it was an honest humble&lt;br /&gt;sincere request, but to the majority of the missionaries they thought&lt;br /&gt;I was out of line. President Lee saw my heart and answered it was a&lt;br /&gt;scripture as he answered all the questions that day by opening the&lt;br /&gt;books before us. The answer was we learn that answer in the future.&lt;br /&gt;What happened after the meeting is more important. I stayed behind&lt;br /&gt;with a few other Elders to shake hands with President Lee. He was&lt;br /&gt;very friendly and asked us to walk out with him. As we entered the&lt;br /&gt;hallway he stopped and put his arm around my shoulders and&lt;br /&gt;said, "Elder Luerssen I want you always to remember this." He turned&lt;br /&gt;me around and point to a spot in the Temple and said, " This is the&lt;br /&gt;very spot that the Lord Jesus Christ appeared to the Prophet Lorenzo&lt;br /&gt;Snow while he was praying in this Temple." He then announced to those&lt;br /&gt;around us that the Lord Jesus Christ has walked and does walk the&lt;br /&gt;halls of this Temple. This last story happened Jan. 1997 a few weeks&lt;br /&gt;before Dirk and Marilyn got married. I was sleeping alone in my&lt;br /&gt;bedroom as my wife was working the graveyard shift at a nursing home.&lt;br /&gt;I awoke in the middle of the night to the Lord Jesus Christ standing&lt;br /&gt;in the air at the foot of my bed. He spoke to me and said, "Come up&lt;br /&gt;Hither!" I said, "Nay Lord I'm not worthy or ready." He said, "What I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say is clean, Is Clean! But if you do not want to accept of my&lt;br /&gt;atonement and sacrifice which I suffered and died for, you have your&lt;br /&gt;agency." I quickly came to my senses and like Peter of old I begged&lt;br /&gt;the Lord's pardon and said, "I'll do as you wish My Dear Lord." He&lt;br /&gt;said, " I will sanctify you before the nations!" I quickly fell back&lt;br /&gt;asleep thinking it was only a dream, but when I awoke in the morning&lt;br /&gt;a miracle had happened. The ground was covered in a beautiful gentle&lt;br /&gt;white snow which had fallen during the night. The miracle was it had&lt;br /&gt;come out of nowhere, a crystal clear night in which the weathermen&lt;br /&gt;had no answer as to why it hadn't been forecast. To me it was the&lt;br /&gt;sign and witness that the Master had been there and will in his own&lt;br /&gt;good time fulfill all his words to me and all his children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-532627836385904166?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/532627836385904166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=532627836385904166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/532627836385904166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/532627836385904166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2007/02/old-mission-stories.html' title='Old Mission Stories'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-6788140339091297022</id><published>2007-02-27T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T23:00:36.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Boiled Egg Heads</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;Dirk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God allows tests and trials to fall upon all of&lt;br /&gt;us to see if we will do all that he has commanded&lt;br /&gt;us to do. This life is full of examples and I will&lt;br /&gt;try to find some GC talks that bring this out more&lt;br /&gt;clearly. I call these tests that God sends the&lt;br /&gt;"tests of Abraham". These greater tests come as&lt;br /&gt;we draw closer to God. Because of unbelief and&lt;br /&gt;lack of faith most never get to the trials that&lt;br /&gt;God sends. So like many things in the church these&lt;br /&gt;tests are seen as exceptions and not the rule. The&lt;br /&gt;general priesthood don't want to talk about these&lt;br /&gt;things because they have not experienced them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While sharing a similar testimony in a priesthood&lt;br /&gt;class in my ward a few weeks ago the teacher&lt;br /&gt;quickly pushed passed my commends as irrelevant to&lt;br /&gt;our trials. Those trials only happen to a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good men with good intent dismiss the greater&lt;br /&gt;truths and never experience the fulness (calling&lt;br /&gt;&amp; election) in this life. They either dismiss&lt;br /&gt;such talk or keep totally silent on the subject&lt;br /&gt;hiding behind the fact it is to sacred to talk&lt;br /&gt;about. This all must change before the Saviour&lt;br /&gt;comes again. This is all part of that unbelief&lt;br /&gt;written about in the Book of Mormon and the curse&lt;br /&gt;that is upon the whole church because they can't&lt;br /&gt;see or believe what happened in "Jacob's time"&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jacob4:6&lt;/span&gt;)can happen in our time. These&lt;br /&gt;scriptures back up the fact that the Lord sends&lt;br /&gt;us trials; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&amp;C 98:12, 101:4, 105:19, 136:31  /&lt;br /&gt;Ether 12:6 /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mosiah 23:21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, your trial maybe breaking the hard&lt;br /&gt;shell of unbelief surrounding your priesthood&lt;br /&gt;brethern so that they may be born again into&lt;br /&gt;greater light and knowledge. They don't like&lt;br /&gt;you hammering on the hard shell of their comfort&lt;br /&gt;zone. Who are you to tell them what they don't&lt;br /&gt;know or believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They like this saying, "Those who know don't tell&lt;br /&gt;and those who don't do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statements like that are part of that hard shell&lt;br /&gt;and you will have a hard sell to break it. Because&lt;br /&gt;as you try to break it they are programed to dismiss&lt;br /&gt;you. You and I know by personal experience the truth.&lt;br /&gt;We must continue to seek to know the mysteries of&lt;br /&gt;godliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;C 6:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9)Say nothing but repentance unto this generation;&lt;br /&gt;keep my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; commandments, and assist to bring forth my&lt;br /&gt;work, according to my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; commandments, and you shall be&lt;br /&gt;blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  10)Behold thou hast a gift, and blessed art thou&lt;br /&gt;because of thy gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Remember it is sacred and cometh&lt;br /&gt;from above—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  11)And if thou wilt inquire, thou shalt know&lt;br /&gt;mysteries which are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; great and marvelous; therefore&lt;br /&gt;thou shalt exercise thy gift, that thou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mayest find&lt;br /&gt;out mysteries, that thou mayest bring many to the&lt;br /&gt;knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; of the truth, yea, convince them of the&lt;br /&gt;error of their ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang in there Dirk our day will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;Charlie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS We who came forth out of Stony Brook: Bobby,&lt;br /&gt;Glenn, you &amp;amp; me are all hammering on that shell&lt;br /&gt;with various degrees of success. Each of us has&lt;br /&gt;at times been hurt by that hard boney shell of&lt;br /&gt;unbelief. But we have not suffered as these: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Nephi 20-23 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-6788140339091297022?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/6788140339091297022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=6788140339091297022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/6788140339091297022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/6788140339091297022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2007/02/hard-boiled-egg-heads.html' title='Hard Boiled Egg Heads'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-5474129139728724153</id><published>2007-02-25T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T01:58:31.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph’s Martyrdom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Knowing that God sees the end from the beginning and shares that knowledge with his prophets is a major factor in judging Joseph’s martyrdom. Did not the Lord speak in D&amp;C 132:60 the price Joseph would pay?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let no one, therefore, set on my servant Joseph; for I will justify him: for he shall do the sacrifice which I will require at his hands for his transgressions, saith the Lord your God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Perhaps on another note Joseph’s final  plead wasn’t for mercy, but like the Savior’s cry of: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My God, my God, why hast thou fosaken me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt; There is strong evidence he was bearing his final testimony. See Psalm 22 to make the connect. A leap of faith from doubt and despair to a true witness to those round about it was all foretold and written. Can you see the paradigm shift?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-5474129139728724153?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/5474129139728724153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=5474129139728724153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/5474129139728724153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/5474129139728724153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2007/02/josephs-martyrdom.html' title='Joseph’s Martyrdom!'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-117238331278298773</id><published>2007-02-24T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T23:26:30.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Born Again or Lost Again Shawn?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Open letter to a lost Soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shawn McCraney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlie wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come back brother "Into the Greater Light", I write from my heart as well as my head, spirit and experience to one I feel has been wounded by those who should of showed charity and known better. I am a outside witness of the truthfulness of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints. I was born again at Woodstock in 1969 and led by the Lord and his Holy Spirit to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints. I have written a book entitled, "Into the Greater Light" that I share freely on the net at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homestead.com/oceanportal"&gt;www.homestead.com/oceanportal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invite you to read my conversion and testimony by the power of the Holy Ghost and tell me what you both think and feel. My name is Robert C. Luerssen and my friends call me Charlie. I just moved here to SLC from NY where I was born and lived most of my life. The following is a sample of my book to give you a taste of who I am and where I'm coming from.The Foreword at: www.homestead.com/oceanportal/Chap.html&lt;br /&gt;From: bondservant@bornagainmormon.com [mailto:bondservant@bornagainmormon.com]&lt;br /&gt;  Sent: Tuesday, February 13, 2007 11:10 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A friend wrote to Shawn McCraney&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bornagainmormon.com/"&gt;www.bornagainmormon.com&lt;/a&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Forward (2-13-07)&lt;br /&gt;I received this War &amp; Peace of an e-mail, which I commend you if you read through the whole thing.  At any rate, here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shawn wrote to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been deceived beyond belief, my friend.  May God open your eyes and ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wrote to Shawn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be cool in your black outfits, but for being a common man I question. You are very common to those in church history who for whatever reason left the truth and than kick against the pricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rev. 2: 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nevertheless I have somewhat against thee, because thou hast left thy first love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not repent on Valentine's Day and come back to your Lord's true church? Or does priestcraft pay you too many common dollars? Now for your comments: "You have been deceived beyond belief, my friend.  May God open your eyes and ears."&lt;br /&gt;If you would of read my book with an open mind and with the Holy Spirit to guide, you might of been able to comprehend the Greater Light, even Jesus Christ. However, since you have rejected the greater light and wisdom God asked me to share with you I can only give you my NY kindergarden wisdom better know as "NY Jack" (the lower law).&lt;br /&gt;I'm rubber your glue whatever you say about me bounces off and sticks to you. Or it takes one to know one!&lt;br /&gt;I would wish you God's speed, but the scriptures are clear on that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 Jn. 1: 10-11&lt;br /&gt;10 If there come any unto you, and bring not this doctrine, receive him not into your house, neither bid him God speed:&lt;br /&gt;11 For he that biddeth him God speed is partaker of his evil deeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I will pray that you speedily repent of your lessor faith before God closes your mouth as he did Korihor (Alma 30:52-53) in the Book of Mormon. Only than will you know that my God is God.&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Charlie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shawn wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlie (I) wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes my brother I enjoy sharing my testimony and NY culture with you. As you can read I'm no naive "Molly Mormon" who maybe soft spoken and living on the beliefs of their forefathers. I have a message, conversion and  mission which will cut both ways. Judgment will start in the Lord's church and move forth to the ends of the earth. You indeed might be serving the Lord's purposes by cleaning his church out of the deadwood and those of little faith or weak beliefs. They say birds of a feather flock together. Your gathering quite a flock of lost souls. I'm sure you can get them into one of those lesser kingdoms. On another note you remind me more of Nehor (Alma 1:2-4) than Korihor. Or maybe you can become the next Harold Camping of Family Radio. I would love to see you two together out gracing each other. However, I do fear for you because their end is a pattern for those who lead souls astray. By the way how is you voice holding up? Are we going see TV reruns next week? I hope you can say more than your pat answers you have programed into your computer. Or does the cat, devil or Lord have your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;We're praying for you in high places,&lt;br /&gt;Charlie&lt;br /&gt;PS  Perhaps living in Utah will help knock off some of my rough edges and I'll become a smooth stone like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shawn wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to try and be acerbic and witty in my writing.  Made me FEEL good.  But I try and just stay on task, now.  Apologies if I don't bite onto your East Coast bravado and try and tear a bit off.  I pray God's light will shine into your heart and convict and convince you that all you need is Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;In His Name&lt;br /&gt;Shawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Shawn that is more real and I respect your sincerity, though I think you worship Jesus in a lesser light. I'm only hoping you can open your heart and mind to the greater treasures that the Jesus (John 17:3)I know wants you to receive. This I truly pray for you in the name of the true Christ, even Jesus Christ my Redeemer and Lord, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-117238331278298773?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/117238331278298773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=117238331278298773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/117238331278298773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/117238331278298773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2007/02/born-again-or-lost-again-shawn.html' title='Born Again or Lost Again Shawn?'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-117176885225157874</id><published>2007-02-17T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T03:04:55.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atoning Grace</title><content type='html'>Having been raised a Lutheran I always had a natural belief in Jesus Christ and knew by the power of the Holy Ghost that he was indeed the very Son of God. However, in my mid-teens I began questioning “the just believe and be saved teaching”. In fact I used this logic to leave the church and seek for greater answers out in the world. I reasoned that I already believed and thus I was saved so why go to church. Mind you I was a teen who wanted to justify going out into the world and experiment upon life without feeling guilt. However, I sincerely believed there was something more I needed to do to be saved. I safe guarded my exit with a promise to God that if I didn’t find this greater answer and died in my sins I would call upon the name of Jesus to be saved. My journey took me to Woodstock in 1969 where I had a NDE and called upon the Lord who delivered me from my hell and gave me another chance at this life. Within 9 months of that experience I was led by the Holy Spirit to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. So by his grace I was saved to come into the greater light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note I read that the First Presidency together with a number of apostles went to the Gate Way Mall movie theater in SLC a few weeks ago to see a private viewing of the new movie “Amazing Grace”. I feel we should embrace all things Christian and take ownership of such things as the cross, grace and being born again in the greater light God has given us. Just look up these words in our topical guide and I think you will see what I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-117176885225157874?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/117176885225157874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=117176885225157874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/117176885225157874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/117176885225157874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2007/02/atoning-grace.html' title='Atoning Grace'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-117152646535607150</id><published>2007-02-14T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T00:01:05.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace be Still</title><content type='html'>The Good Lord has freed me from NY after 5 generations of taxes and traffic not to mention hurricanes and corporate pains. Yes, I'm free, free, free at last. I was a little worried last summer when my house wasn't selling as fast as I hoped. Ever since New Orleans the media had been predicting many hurricanes for the summer of 2006 heading up the coast hitting NY. What an evil wish, but even in my dreams I saw Long Beach flooded with the oceans seas. Most of my dreams come true within a year or two. I had hoped to sell my house before the hurricane season started, but with a slow market I would be lucky to sell by October. I felt the weight of the world upon me in June of 06. I went to my priesthood leader and requested a blessing to help me bare my burdens. After which I went to the Lord in mighty prayer. He spoke to me by the still small voice and said, "Peace be still there will be no hurricanes for you this season." How true his words turned out to be and how wrong the media was. However, the greater sign was when I arrived at our fully furnished Condo in SLC upon Capitol Hill. In our bedroom upon the wall was a large painting of the Savior standing on the bow of a boat with his fearful disciples. His hand was stretched out over the stormy sea as he said, "Peace be still." I knew than as I know now that this is the place the Lord would have me be for outside our bedroom window shines the most glorious Salt Lake Temple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-117152646535607150?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/117152646535607150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=117152646535607150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/117152646535607150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/117152646535607150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2007/02/peace-be-still.html' title='Peace be Still'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113934637111538519</id><published>2006-02-07T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T13:06:11.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Forbidden Fruit</title><content type='html'>Some 20 years ago we were attending a private New Years Eve party at the house of a friend. The very strict bishop of our ward was also there. My wife being an old party girl felt to bring some sparkling nonalcoholic wine to celebrate the occasion. The bishop didn't like the gesture because of the appearance of evil. However, my wife persuaded him it was alright and that it was only grape juice. He drank and then read the bottle a little while later and nearly died. Like your beer it had some % of alcoholic in it. My poor wife is still embarrassed about this story and I can't tell it in her presence. To me it was funny to see the t__ a__ bishop part take of the forbidden fruit. I am sure the Lord got a good laugh over it as well seeing my wife in her sweet innocence helped make our bishop more human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113934637111538519?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113934637111538519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113934637111538519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113934637111538519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113934637111538519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/02/forbidden-fruit.html' title='The Forbidden Fruit'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113926151159588617</id><published>2006-02-06T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T18:37:43.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm Light on the Bloggernacle</title><content type='html'>I find comfort in this view as I am one who has been compelled to write my life in simple form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This writing genre is a form of discovery; by its very nature it is modest in simply being an attempt.” “One author noted that, “the personal essay requires blood on the page, whether it has death in it or not.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain and honesty are real, but truth shared no matter what the price is worth it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this what you wrote;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In my reading, the Mormon personal essay is intertwined with yearning for and bearing testimony — a particular and peculiar lens for interpreting the world around us. It is a sublime travelogue — a raw and vulnerable exploration that defies other literary forms and disciplines. The blood on the page infuses life into my own testimony and gives me the courage to let my own crimson drops flow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are great truths that will help others to pick up the pen (or hit the keys) to write the things of their hearts, experiences and dreams in a new more welcoming light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your kind words, understanding and wisdom in these matters which give new life and light to the Bloggernacle this day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113926151159588617?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113926151159588617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113926151159588617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113926151159588617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113926151159588617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/02/warm-light-on-bloggernacle.html' title='Warm Light on the Bloggernacle'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113884851532338772</id><published>2006-02-01T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T22:42:47.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haunting the Blog</title><content type='html'>I think you guys are a breath of fresh air. You have put a handle on faith that opens doors of understanding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through these type of stages in my youth as I challenged my religion (Lutheran) and culture. My questioning and experiences led me to a NDE at WS ‘69. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there the Lord took a broken young man and led me via stage 5 faith to this Mormon faith. I have endure it, but many times they have made me feel unwelcome as I’ve tried to explain my journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a TBM, but for other reasons than stage 3 saints. Sometimes I feel more comfortable around NOMs because they are honest with their doubts. The truth is I scare both groups. I would withdraw into the shadows if this scripture didn’t haunt me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house.”(Matt. 5:15) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will haunt the blog where I can be more honest and not rock the Church. Thanks for sharing your Church horror stories I have a few of my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113884851532338772?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113884851532338772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113884851532338772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113884851532338772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113884851532338772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/02/haunting-blog.html' title='Haunting the Blog'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113880666437397519</id><published>2006-02-01T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T07:11:04.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A True Women of Faith</title><content type='html'>Sahar, you show such courage and faith I know the Good Lord is with you. We here in the American church are so pampered temporally and spiritually we spend more time questioning who has the power &amp; authority. You make the answer clear. God has the power and will give it and his authority to anyone who has faith and needs. Like Jesus of old you walk in and out of Jerusalem unseen. You remind me of what they said about the Savior: &lt;blockquote&gt;“And they were astonished at His teaching, for He taught them as one having authority, and not as the scribes.”(Mark 1:22)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Savior was fair in dealing with men and women. He often deferred their praises and thanks back unto themselves by simply saying: &lt;blockquote&gt;“Your faith has made thee whole.”(Matt.9:22) &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sahar IMHO your faith and example is helping to heal the gap between the men and women in this church. What and why are we always crying about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113880666437397519?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113880666437397519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113880666437397519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113880666437397519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113880666437397519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/02/true-women-of-faith.html' title='A True Women of Faith'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113880201542083513</id><published>2006-02-01T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T05:53:35.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Times They are a Changing</title><content type='html'>A letter I wrote to Dennis of “Genesis” (SLC) back in Sept. 2005 after reading his experience as a Black Mormon:&lt;br /&gt;It is wonderful and amazing how the Lord ministers to each one of us and then connects us all together. I truly enjoyed your story and life and rejoice in the great blessings God has given you and your eternal wife. It has touched my heart deeply. When he opens our eyes, hearts and minds to his greater love and mercy we can truly forgive the sinner within and then go on and forgive those who trespass against us. Forgive me for preaching, but like you I feel the words you write on a deep level that I judge no one and rejoice in the stories of the converts. While on my mission (Northern California 6/72-7/74) I learn many hard lessons from the saints. Being a new convert, a New Yorker and a former “wanna be hippie” my status among the Elders was very low. However, as you know being low in the gospel works in your favor in the eyes of the Lord. As a youth in my life I always looked to the Black people around me as the more humble and spiritual ones. I read a book once “Black Like Me” written by a white man who injected himself with a dye to look black who moved down south during the 50s or 60s to experience first hand how blacks were treated. I guess my becoming a hippie was a way of taking the low road to find out how it feels to be misunderstood and looked down upon. I went to answer the call of Jimmy Hendrixs. I wanted to be experienced! Now thanks to the Lord I can say “I Have!” During my first month out on my mission in the Sacramento area my companion and I baptized a black man. This man John had great faith and joined the church before the ban on the priesthood was lifted. I was overjoyed in this blessing to know and bless this man who was lowly in heart, but rich in faith. I know the Lord lives and his church is truth, but as you know the members are many times not true. It has always been easier for me to love the sinner (especially those who repent), than the saint ( who thinks he has done no wrong). However, over the years the Lord has increased my love, patience and understanding to turn the other cheek and go the extra mile and love the saint like the sinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113880201542083513?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113880201542083513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113880201542083513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113880201542083513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113880201542083513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/02/times-they-are-changing.html' title='The Times They are a Changing'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113871579606638743</id><published>2006-01-31T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T05:56:36.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Father's Dilemma</title><content type='html'>Being a first generation Mormon and trying my best to honor my priesthood and wife I failed miserably in my first marriage. The results of which I still suffer in my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me it was too much to change religions, culture and try to adapt to a changing Mormon culture by &lt;br /&gt;following the examples of great priesthood holders of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you I now look to the future for the answers we all long for. My present wife enjoys the benefit of my past failings and is sensitive to my own struggles to be a good husband, father and priesthood holder. We are both active in the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my former wife and many of my children(6) from both marriages are not. Recently at Zelophehad's Daughters I carried on a conversation with my only daughter Emily on "The Role of Women in Heaven" . Her feelings and insights on these issues between men and women reveal the wound that needs healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cure was to look to the future by quoting my Patriarchal Blessing, "where it refers to a day in the future when I shall live with my wife in heaven as a priest and a priestess; a god and a goddess." Emily's wrote, "the ultimate destiny of mankind would be to recognize the greatness of women ... then the world will be a celestial place ... So I guess we can try to focus on this life and what women can do here so as to progress the world to a higher level."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tells much about the differences between men and women, generations and a father and a daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113871579606638743?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113871579606638743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113871579606638743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113871579606638743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113871579606638743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/fathers-dilemma.html' title='A Father&apos;s Dilemma'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113830777811490673</id><published>2006-01-26T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:36:18.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's Response to Emily</title><content type='html'>Hi Emily,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your thoughts. I believe there is a beehive for every exalted women where she rules supreme under the loving eyes of her husband who she may share with other sisters indeed of divine seed. The beehive is only symbolic so no the males don't die, but continue to do the work of God. "To bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of men" with a little help from his wives. Ha, ha!&lt;br /&gt;On another note I think you will like this quote from an old past on apostle:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Zelophehad's Daughters http://zelophehadsdaughters.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;"We are not so much concerned with whether your thoughts are orthodox or heterodox as we are that you shall have thoughts." (Hugh B. Brown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to that site and read your name up in lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113830777811490673?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113830777811490673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113830777811490673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113830777811490673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113830777811490673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/dads-response-to-emily.html' title='Dad&apos;s Response to Emily'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113830669514147228</id><published>2006-01-26T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:18:15.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter From Emily</title><content type='html'>To My Dad(Emma's Son)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for thinking of me and of thinking of me when it comes to your favorite subject. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you have a good theory at hand, yet the beehive has only one reproducing female queen, all other bees in the hive are workers, and then there's the drone(male) and his life is short and to the point, if you get what I mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if heaven is like a beehive I don't want any part of it, cause the odds are your not going to be the queen, and it's even worse off if you are a male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your concept of this being a mans world and heaven being a women's &lt;br /&gt;world is not a new one. Yeah it's easy to say that if your a man because men in this world don't deal with heaven, that's a nice after thought, just like they'd like to think of women having any real power in this life, yeah &lt;br /&gt;a nice after thought, now honey get back in the kitchen and clean up the dirty children would ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why men thought that women shouldn't have the right to vote, that there duties where of a higher and heavenly order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a quote you might get a kick out of written by a physician around the turn of the 20th century. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Her mind could be employed, but in little and in trivial matters, and her proper place was as, the companion or ornamental appendage to man". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken from an article called "We did not know whether women's health could stand the strain of college education"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if that may be the case that women rule in heaven, we still are &lt;br /&gt;a big part of earth life and deserve equality in all things if we are to ever get to a point where earth and heaven are one under Christ. And if it's the case that women "rule" doesn't that mean both heaven and earth &lt;br /&gt;ultimately? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the ultimate destiny of mankind would be to recognize the greatness of women and to allow her to reign, then the world will be a celestial place once women rule, right dad, going by what you just said? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess we can try to focus on this life and what women can do here so as to progress the world to a higher level. Any way thanks for the chat, talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your only daughter(good thing for you),Emily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113830669514147228?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113830669514147228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113830669514147228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113830669514147228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113830669514147228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/letter-from-emily.html' title='A Letter From Emily'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113828764143377559</id><published>2006-01-26T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T07:03:50.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I?</title><content type='html'>Reply to: Equality of the Foyer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Dude no offence taken I enjoy the baptism of fire. By the way "Riders on the Storm" is one of my favorite songs. I guess I'm just that ugly duckling who can't find his flock! Anyway I've learned over the years not to share too much to soon or people get the wrong impression. I follow the old saying, "feed them, but leave them hungry." In any case here is the short version of who I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My screen name comes from Nauvoo. Old Charley was the favorite horse Joseph rode. My middle name is Charles and my mother's name is Emma. I love the Prophet Joseph Smith and know he is Jesus' best friend. And this is how I know: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having been raised a Lutheran and always believing in Jesus Christ as a youth I began in my mid-teens to think and feel there had to be something greater to religion than just confessing faith in Jesus Christ. I turned from my church, but not from my Jesus in a quest to find the true meaning of life. However, in taking the risk of throwing off organized religion and seeking truth wherever I could find it I made a vow to my God. This vow was if I died before I found the greater answer I would call upon Jesus Christ to save me and put my simple faith to the ultimate test. This set the stage for my NDE at Woodstock in 1969 and my rebirth (born again) experience leading me into the greater light. This greater light led me to a testimony of the Prophet Joseph Smith and the Mormon Church. I was led to WS following the teachings of Jimi Hendrix who sang "have you ever been experienced? Well I have." My life experience started with faith in Jesus Christ and my search through life led me to greater knowledge in Christ and Christ led me to Joseph Smith and this great true Church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends in real life know me as Charlie. When I was a young teen my older cousin (Francis) would tease the life out me calling me by my middle name. My first name is Robert and I went by Bobby. Francis was big and mean and would drive me crazy by calling me Charlie. "Sorry Charlie (tuna) only the best get to be Star Kissed." and there was also a "Good'n Plenty Charlie". I would cry and scream saying my name isn't Charlie to no avail. I pleaded with my parents and Uncle to get him to stop. They kindly told me to learn how to deal with it. It ended the next week when I announced to the whole family my new name is Charlie and has been ever since. My cousin and I became best of friends after that. I think it was Abraham Lincoln who said, "The best way to defeat an enemy is make him a friend." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my hope we can all learn to be friends even if we differ in our culture, race, religion, politics or our sexual practices.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113828764143377559?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113828764143377559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113828764143377559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113828764143377559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113828764143377559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/who-am-i_26.html' title='Who Am I?'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113828669740116660</id><published>2006-01-26T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T07:12:14.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Women Place in Heaven</title><content type='html'>My only daughter Emily who is attending UVSC is a very independent thinker who has challenged me on this issue. I have therefore pondered the subject and written this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First knowing God to be just, wise, merciful, kind, loving, all knowing and etc. I have concluded there most be a good reason for this mystery. My conclusion is women rule in heaven. Yes, it might be a man's world, but I think it is a women's heaven. Why? Think of the symbol of Deseret (a beehive). Who is at the head of the hive? Also it is a know fact women in numbers are more righteous than men. Therefore there are a greater number of women are deserving of exaltation. To be exalted and continue the growth of her household she needs a man. Since there are fewer men in heaven and the women being more righteous they  are willing to share their husbands with others out of pure charity. Men may preside, but women rule. They rule over their own children in the pre-mortal life and their eternal seed in the eternal worlds to come. They send their husbands out to do the dirty work of dealing with mortal life and they raise their spirit children and glory with their resurrected children, but are always mindfully praying for their mortal children. In my PB it refers to a day in the future when I shall live with my wife in heaven as a priest and a priestess; a god and a goddess. I hope my daughter can get some hope from the things I've written. To know in the end God will make all things clear and fair. Just the thoughts of a father to his only daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113828669740116660?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113828669740116660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113828669740116660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113828669740116660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113828669740116660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/women-place-in-heaven.html' title='A Women Place in Heaven'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113821110344377036</id><published>2006-01-25T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T15:32:36.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn Turn Turn</title><content type='html'>Turn Turn Turn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite books in the OT is Ecclesiastes. It appears that King Solomon took all that life had to offer, but in the end after analyzing it all he was at a loss. Saying things like “all is vain and there is nothing new under the sun.” All knowledge and wisdom didn’t make him happy. So he concludes the whole matter with this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“be admonished: of making many books there is no end; and much study is a weariness of the flesh. Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man. For God shall bring every work into judgment, with every secret thing, whether it be good, or whether it be evil.”(Eccl.12:12-14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note the great song “Turn, Turn, Turn” came out of this book. There is a time, season and purpose for everything that happens under heaven.(Eccl.3:1-8) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we each find that peace in this life of mystery and that greater happiness in the eternal life to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113821110344377036?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113821110344377036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113821110344377036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113821110344377036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113821110344377036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/turn-turn-turn.html' title='Turn Turn Turn'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113810916249295293</id><published>2006-01-24T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T05:29:38.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Up &amp; All Around</title><content type='html'>How strange it is that one looks back and another looks forward. Your piece is so timely for me and my family as we look forward to moving to SLC. We visited Utah during GC last April and I drove my family to that very marina and as I viewed the salty sea I thought of NYC the land of my birth and the birth of my forebearers (5 gens). I thought we can live here is if that is what the Lord wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to retire in July and take all my assets, my culture and my over 35 years of Mormon experiences to “Happy Valley” and start anew. I’ve taken to heart the scriptures you’ve cited and this other one as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There came then his brethren and his mother, and, standing without, sent unto him, calling him. And the multitude sat about him, and they said unto him, Behold, thy mother and thy brethren without seek for thee. And he answered them, saying, Who is my mother, or my brethren? And he looked round about on them which sat about him, and said, Behold my mother and my brethren! For whosoever shall do the will of God, the same is my brother, and my sister, and mother. (Mark 3:3–35)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for your thoughts on this subject of home and family. It seems the Lord calls one and sends another as we crisscross this life weaving a Zion culture which we can’t yet see the end of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment by Emma's Son — January 23, 2006 @ 3:17 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Emma’s Son–Mmmm…. nice addition. In some ways our brothers and sisters in the gospel do serve as surrogates when our biological families are not of our faith, or even just when they are far away. May the dessert blossom as a rose for you and yours. &lt;br /&gt;Comment by LisaB — January 23, 2006 @ 3:23 pm&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113810916249295293?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113810916249295293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113810916249295293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113810916249295293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113810916249295293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/looking-up-all-around.html' title='Looking Up &amp; All Around'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113804807983481224</id><published>2006-01-23T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T12:28:03.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening to Historical Polygamy</title><content type='html'>I just finished listening to the whole series and I enjoyed hearing history as it was. I agree with TC on having authentic faith and growing in truth as one can bear it. Testimonies are as different as snowflakes and can come and go on different subjects depending on our own personal state of mind and heart on any given day with what facts or truths we have been given. However, a testimony gained by personal revelation can both trump and alienate others. My mission president once told me the following, "It is good to tell the truth, but sometimes it is better when all the truth is left unsaid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that is why milk is so often given to us by our leaders. I think God did the same with ancient Israel when they rejected the higher laws that Moses first gave them. We each have to learn line upon line until we can hear, bear and see all things like the Savior. Remember as teenagers most of us thought we knew more and better than our parents. Sometimes the greater light can blind instead of enlighten depending on the spiritual maturity of the person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thought that comes to mind concerning some of the strange practices in early church history is the way God always seems to test his servants with things that seem to contradict the gospel standards of that day. You know the “Test of Abraham”. The big final God gives to test your ultimate faith. Giving your wife to the prophet would fall in that category.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113804807983481224?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113804807983481224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113804807983481224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113804807983481224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113804807983481224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/listening-to-historical-polygamy.html' title='Listening to Historical Polygamy'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113798584011372542</id><published>2006-01-22T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T19:10:40.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Age Old Problem</title><content type='html'>This is an age old problem the children of men have dealt with since the days of Moses. They refused to rise up and meet God face to face and deferred that responsibility to Moses. “And all the people saw the thunderings, and the lightnings, and the noise of the trumpet, and the mountain smoking: and when the people saw it, they removed, and stood afar off. And they said unto Moses, Speak thou with us, and we will hear: but let not God speak with us, lest we die. And Moses said unto the people, Fear not: for God is come to prove you …” (Exodus 20:18-20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others misunderstood what Moses was trying to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And Moses went out, and told the people the words of the LORD, and gathered the seventy men of the elders of the people, and set them round about the tabernacle. And the LORD came down in a cloud, and spake unto him, and took of the spirit that was upon him, and gave it unto the seventy elders: and it came to pass, that, when the spirit rested upon them, they prophesied, and did not cease. But there remained two of the men in the camp, the name of the one was Eldad, and the name of the other Medad: and the spirit rested upon them; and they were of them that were written, but went not out unto the tabernacle: and they prophesied in the camp. And there ran a young man, and told Moses, and said, Eldad and Medad do prophesy in the camp. And Joshua the son of Nun, the servant of Moses, one of his young men, answered and said, My lord Moses, forbid them. And Moses said unto him, Enviest thou for my sake? would God that all the LORD’S people were prophets, and that the LORD would put his spirit upon them!” (Num. 11:24-29)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Smith not only tried to share his experiences with others, but he has tried for others including us to have similar experiences or greater ones. However, most refuse to climb the mountain either out of fear, doubt, ignorance or the knowledge that such experiences will bring on greater tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something in the gospel called the tests of Abraham. If you follow his life and his encounters with God you will see that the Lord tried his faith and tested his worship in a way which seemed to contradict the gospel. However, in the end Abraham chose God over his family and received them and all of us as an eternal reward. Remember all is not as it appears to be for a purpose. This life is a maze; a puzzle and a scavenger hunt which we must figure out with a little help from our friends the prophets. The tests keep coming and they don’t seem fair, but like it or not you are in it to win it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart and prayers go out to your friend and his family. Our lives are riddled with sorrows and joys, but in the end if we endure well the power of the Savior’s atonement will wash away all our sins, wipe away all our tears and heal all our wounds. This I know to be true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113798584011372542?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113798584011372542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113798584011372542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113798584011372542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113798584011372542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/age-old-problem.html' title='An Age Old Problem'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113797154740228522</id><published>2006-01-22T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T15:12:27.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intellect vs Faith</title><content type='html'>I agree with this quote from Joseph F. Smith:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“God has revealed to us a simple and effectual way of serving Him, and we should regret very much to see the simplicity of those revelations involved in all sorts of philosophical speculations. If we encouraged them it would not be long before we should have a theological scholastic aristocracy in the Church, and we should therefore not enjoy the brotherhood that now is, or should be common to rich and poor, learned and unlearned among the Saints.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Joseph Smith said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The fundamental principles of our religion are the testimony of the apostles and prohets, concerning Jesus Christ, that He died, was buried, and rose again the third day, and ascended into heaven: and all other things which pertain to our religion are only appendages to it.” (History of the Church,3:30.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think sometimes simple faith reveals greater knowledge than higher intellect. Remember Lucifer was a brilliant son in heaven, but this higher knowledge allowed his ego to feed his pride into false reasoning. It is a trap that is very inviting in intellectual circles to enter in, but once your ego is fatten the hole is often to small for many to get back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June 1972 while in the Mission home in SLC I had the honor of receiving my Endowment in the Salt Lake Temple. Following that event our missionary group was invite to the 5th floor of the Temple in the Priesthood assembly area to hear President Lee give a short talk and do some Q&amp;A. During the Q&amp;A time I got to ask President Lee a question. I asked how Adam &amp; Eve were literally created. It was quiet in the Temple before I asked that question, but a greater hush went through the crowd after I asked. To me it was an honest humble sincere request, but to the majority of the missionaries they thought I was out of line. President Lee saw my heart and answered it was a scripture as he answered all the questions that day by opening the books before us. The answer was we learn that answer in the future. What happened after the meeting is more important. I stayed behind with a few other Elders to shake hands with President Lee. He was very friendly and asked us to walk out with him. As we entered the hallway he stopped and put his arm around my shoulders and said, “Elder ‘Old Charley’ I want you always to remember this.” He turned me around and point to a spot in the Temple and said, ” This is the very spot that the Lord Jesus Christ appeared to the Prophet Lorrenso Snow while he was praying in this Temple.” He then announced to those around us that the Lord Jesus Christ has walked and does walk the halls of this Temple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113797154740228522?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113797154740228522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113797154740228522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113797154740228522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113797154740228522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/intellect-vs-faith.html' title='Intellect vs Faith'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113789680601866338</id><published>2006-01-21T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T18:27:42.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Letters on My Life</title><content type='html'>Just read your book, most inspiring. I got the link by reading a review&lt;br /&gt;of Joseph Smith: Rough Stone Rolling on theTimes and Seasons site. We &lt;br /&gt;are of the same generation, much I could relate to.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Certainly there is much more than you are now saying, and it is shorter &lt;br /&gt;than the topic deserves, but the length was very inviting. So though I &lt;br /&gt;am sure I missed out on much of the details you left out, I am elevated &lt;br /&gt;by what I did read. A New Friend.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My Response:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your kind words. Yes many things are not written because our language can not do justice to the things the Lord has shared with me. They fall under the category of  "forbidden or unspeakable". I tried the best I could to write about things I couldn't speak. Many think Isaiah is difficult to read or understand, however from what I've experienced Isaiah writes it the clearest. With that in mind my writing style falls somewhere in between Nephi's plainness and Isaish's symbols.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to be a normal member having experienced the things I wrote about as a nonmember and the many things that have happened since. As you have read you can see how I can really relate to Joseph Smith. I many times feel like David of old who was anointed in his youth to be king, but spend years in the wilderness until his time arrived. I write openly to you as I continue to reflect upon all the Lord has told and shown me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In life there is something called the test of Abraham. When the Lord walks with you he also talks with you and continues to test you. The test aren't always fair by our standards nor do they always follow gospel standards as we see them. Such was the case when the Lord asked Abraham to sacrifice his son and Joseph was sold into Egypt. Where more is given the tests are greater.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The movie, "The Game" starring Michael Douglas is a good example of this strange paradox.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm in the game of the gospel and the Lord is calling the shots, but like you I'm never quite know for sure what's behind the next door in my mortal life. The tests never end until the end and yet I've been blessed to see that end. The fact still remains I must endure to the end. I love the Lord, his Church and his people, but all is not well in Zion. People like me must hide our greater light and live in the shadows to a certain degree lease our greater light blind the unbelievers. That is not my desire. I desire to bring people to Christ into the greater light. The web gives me a great outlet to speak the greater things of my heart more openly than I can at Church. You can see I fly around from site to site dropping a bread crumb here and there in hopes that others will grow in faith so they too can see into the greater light.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On another note I'm pretty good at playing normal and quietly doing the basic things in life to keep food on the table and the local branch growing in the programs of the Church. I'm the Branch President of a very small unite of a very diverse group of NY saints. We are a mix of humble people that have gathered from Jamaica, Peru, the Philippines and Manhattan. We are small in numbers, but rich in heart and the Lord has blest us with his Spirit of Love.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It does me good to write and reflect and count my many blessings as I prepare for that future which shall surely come. Thanks so much for reading and believing the things I wrote. They are true as sure as the sun shines in the heavens and the waves of the oceans break upon the sea shores. God shall bless you with greater things than eyes can see or ears can hear because you have a believing heart. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Moroni 7:&lt;br /&gt;[27] Wherefore, my beloved brethren, have miracles ceased because Christ hath ascended into heaven, and hath sat down on the right hand of God, to claim of the Father his rights of mercy which he hath upon the children of men?&lt;br /&gt;[29] And because he hath done this, my beloved brethren, have miracles ceased? Behold I say unto you, Nay; neither have angels ceased to minister unto the children of men. &lt;br /&gt;[35] And now, my beloved brethren, if this be the case that these things are true which I have spoken unto you, and God will show unto you, with power and great glory at the last day, that they are true, and if they are true has the day of miracles ceased? &lt;br /&gt;[37] Behold I say unto you, Nay; for it is by faith that miracles are wrought; and it is by faith that angels appear and minister unto men; wherefore, if these things have ceased wo be unto the children of men, for it is because of unbelief, and all is vain.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I plan to retire in July after my youngest son graduates HS the Lord willing. I say that because two years ago when my company offered early out and I was ready to go the Good Lord in Heaven stopped me. I'll take any extra few moments to tell you this story because it is just as unbelievable as most stories in my life. We love Florida and vacation there when we can. As soon as I realized I could retire we started to focus our goals on moving to Florida. We are beach people and love the salty sea. So I told the Lord I've had enough of NY, the endless traffic, the high taxes, the $WK mortgage and the hard hearted stiff neck people and that I was going to retire and move to Florida unless he stopped me. I wrote my friends (Mar. 04) telling them my new goal: "We are moving to Florida if the Lord is willing and the creek don't rise."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In April of 2004 we went on vacation to the Keys. During our first day down there I got a phone call from my District President in NY to come to his office for an interview the following week. I than began to pray to the Lord that this wasn't one of those calling that I couldn't refuse. I began to bargain and I told the Lord if you let me go I'll live in Orlando near the Temple and do missionary work by the Theme Parks. However, when we got back to NY and I had the interview nothing was mentioned about a calling. I felt relieved and continued to make plans to sell the house and retire. A week later I was called in for another interview in which the President probed me more about my plans. Again nothing was asked and I hoped I was free. No such luck. A few days later I got called in his office again and this time he talked about the calling and how the Lord keeps telling him I'm the one he wants to be Branch President in the Long Beach Branch. He asked what I thought of this. I said, President I want to retire and move to Florida, but I'll do what the Lord wants. I shared the e mail I had sent my friends a month earlier, "We are moving to Florida if the Lord is willing and the creek don't rise." He than told me he would go back and pray about with his counselors to be sure. A week later he came back to me and said they all got the same answer the Lord wants you. Than he asked if I want to pray about. I said no. I know the answer. I challenged the Lord and he stopped me. I'll obey the Lord and serve where he wants me to. I was set apart as the Branch President of the Long Beach, June 27, 2004 and am grateful the Lord stopped me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you remember that was the summer the Lord hit Florida with 4 hurricanes one was named Charlie and another Francis. They crisscrossed Florida in an X. The creek did rise! I might be slow, but I'm not stupid. The Good Lord has crossed off Florida from my happy retirement list. So where am I heading after June? SLC and Happy Valley like it or not. We went to GC last April and the Lord whispered in my ear this valley will be your new home. I'm ready, but I don't know if SLC is.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Writing all this helps me to deal with the unreality of my life and I thank you again for showing interest in the things that are near and dear to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Charlie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113789680601866338?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113789680601866338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113789680601866338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113789680601866338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113789680601866338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/open-letters-on-my-life.html' title='Open Letters on My Life'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113767855130372221</id><published>2006-01-19T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T08:51:12.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Me? Self Serving?</title><content type='html'>Russell &amp; Jim seem to put it in the right light and Nephi himself wrestles with this whole thing in 2 Ne. 4:16-35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“16] Behold, my soul delighteth in the things of the Lord; and my heart pondereth continually upon the things which I have seen and heard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[17] Nevertheless, notwithstanding the great goodness of the Lord, in showing me his great and marvelous works, my heart exclaimeth: O wretched man that I am! Yea, my heart sorroweth because of my flesh; my soul grieveth because of mine iniquities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[34] O Lord, I have trusted in thee, and I will trust in thee forever. I will not put my trust in the arm of flesh; for I know that cursed is he that putteth his trust in the arm of flesh. Yea, cursed is he that putteth his trust in man or maketh flesh his arm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[35] Yea, I know that God will give liberally to him that asketh. Yea, my God will give me, if I ask not amiss; therefore I will lift up my voice unto thee; yea, I will cry unto thee, my God, the rock of my righteousness. Behold, my voice shall forever ascend up unto thee, my rock and mine everlasting God. Amen.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not this the answer we all seek in finding the way away from the little self serving people we all are?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113767855130372221?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113767855130372221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113767855130372221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113767855130372221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113767855130372221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/who-me-self-serving.html' title='Who Me? Self Serving?'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113762284598673015</id><published>2006-01-18T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T17:01:35.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Contact/Bushman"</title><content type='html'>I love this book and both Joseph the man and Joseph the prophet. Joseph taught that a prophet is not always a prophet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"he is only a prophet when he acting as such" (HC 5:265).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to note that Bushman concluded at the end of his book (JSRSR) the key driving force behind all that he did was "his experience"! "Contact" touched me in the same way helping not only to validate Joseph's experience, but my own. Like others before me I have wrestled with the darkness of life trying to find the greater light. However, in trying to share my own experience with others, many seem to miss the witness and focus on what they think is a confused soul (me). I have learned to appreciate the words of JS which I will paraphrase: &lt;blockquote&gt;No man knows my history and if I hadn't experienced these things myself I wouldn't have believed it.&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So as a young man in the 60s I listened to Jimi Hendrix and sought to become experienced. "Are you experienced?" was his big question or "have you ever been experience?" And his answer was "well I have!" This lit the desire in my heart to find the true answer to the meaning of peace and love. My search led me to Woodstock and Woodstock led me to Christ and Christ led me to Joseph Smith and Joseph Smith has led me to you! Now the important point is it is not about me or JS, but it is about the witness that God gives to each one of us concerning his Son Jesus Christ and this great latter day work. Our experiences and testimonies cement us to the rock which is both Christ and the personal revelation we each can receive from the Father in Heaven to know the truth. In this we build a firm foundation against the storms, doubts and fears of this world. Together we stand with Peter whose witness we should emulate: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"When Jesus came into the coasts of Caesarea Philippi, he asked his disciples, saying, Whom do men say that I the Son of man am? And they said, Some say that thou art John the Baptist: some, Elias; and others, Jeremias, or one of the prophets. He saith unto them, But whom say ye that I am? And Simon Peter answered and said, Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God. And Jesus answered and said unto him, Blessed art thou, Simon Barjona: for flesh and blood hath not revealed it unto thee, but my Father which is in heaven. And I say also unto thee, That thou art Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church; and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it. And I will give unto thee the keys of the kingdom of heaven: and whatsoever thou shalt bind on earth shall be bound in heaven: and whatsoever thou shalt loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven." (Matt. 16:13-19) &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the debate on faith vs science in "Contact" very even handed compared to most movies now days. However, you are right on the way some of the more religious characters appear to be either crazy or deceitful. In truth many of the religious people in the world actually act this way giving religion a bad name. I believe true religion and true science are one, but the world is full of false religions and false sciences clouding the issues. We are given our agency, hearts and minds along with our spirits to test the things of this world to figure out the truth with a little help from our friends the prophets. JS said, "I trust an honest cursing man more than a long smooth faced hypocrite."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113762284598673015?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113762284598673015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113762284598673015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113762284598673015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113762284598673015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/contactbushman.html' title='&quot;Contact/Bushman&quot;'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113761226226743934</id><published>2006-01-18T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T11:26:46.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching Children</title><content type='html'>The words of Moroni in Ether 12 have always struck home with me. My children live in either the light or shadow of my conversion depending on their own faith on any given day. They are BIC being raised by two first generation Mormons in a NY environment. It isn’t easy and I believe it is harder for them. I rebelled against my parents and culture as a youth in hope of finding a better way. The Lord led me to the Church. I’ve written my story so my children can understand, but my own weakness in writing and my own human weaknesses in life seem to speak louder than my words. However, I take great comfort in these words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I said unto him: Lord, the Gentiles will mock at these things, because of our weakness in writing; for Lord thou hast made us mighty in word by faith, but thou hast not made us mighty in writing; for thou hast made all this people that they could speak much, because of the Holy Ghost which thou hast given them; And thou hast made us that we could write but little, because of the awkwardness of our hands. Behold, thou hast not made us mighty in writing like unto the brother of Jared, for thou madest him that the things which he wrote were mighty even as thou art, unto the overpowering of man to read them. Thou hast also made our words powerful and great, even that we cannot write them; wherefore, when we write we behold our weakness, and stumble because of the placing of our words; and I fear lest the Gentiles shall mock at our words. And when I had said this, the Lord spake unto me, saying: Fools mock, but they shall mourn; and my grace is sufficient for the meek, that they shall take no advantage of your weakness; And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them.(Ether 12:23-27)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113761226226743934?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113761226226743934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113761226226743934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113761226226743934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113761226226743934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/teaching-children.html' title='Teaching Children'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113730955339019381</id><published>2006-01-14T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T23:20:59.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Say Ye?</title><content type='html'>I am a product of the ”peace and love” generation of the 1960s and the Lord led me to the Mormons. In my story there is a strange pattern of renewal between the two worlds. I wrote my book in cloaked language so only those with eyes to see and ears to hear could understand. Riddles and threads can lead to places few would believe. Joseph said, ”no man knows my history.” I say, ”few men will read or believe my history.” I guess the future will tell us the truth! What say ye?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113730955339019381?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113730955339019381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113730955339019381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113730955339019381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113730955339019381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-say-ye.html' title='What Say Ye?'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113730899344613647</id><published>2006-01-14T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T23:12:26.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowledge &amp; Light</title><content type='html'>As I have expressed in other posts I thank you for openning portals of light where we can test our thoughts and words in a peaceful environment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a seeker of greater true and light though I’ve been a member of the Church for over 35 years. I enjoy the freedom to share and receive as well as to be challenged by those with lesser or greater faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power and true power brings light and greater light brings greater truths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you all my fellow seeker for openning new portals each and everyday. Our day is coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For in the end this is true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.” (John 8:32)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113730899344613647?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113730899344613647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113730899344613647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113730899344613647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113730899344613647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/knowledge-light.html' title='Knowledge &amp; Light'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113730864637676051</id><published>2006-01-14T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T23:04:06.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith &amp; Reason</title><content type='html'>I enjoyed this piece and your insights on faith and reason. You touch a subject many fear to near. It often takes pain and suffering to bring the best out in some people. You are on that road and realize the price it may cost you. Drink deeply for only those who do will truly taste that manna of heaven. Most avoid the fire of refinement which merges reason and faith together. Remember this story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came to him the mother of Zebedees children with her sons, worshipping him, and desiring a certain thing of him. And he said unto her, What wilt thou? She saith unto him, Grant that these my two sons may sit, the one on thy right hand, and the other on the left, in thy kingdom. But Jesus answered and said, Ye know not what ye ask. Are ye able to drink of the cup that I shall drink of, and to be baptized with the baptism that I am baptized with? They say unto him, We are able. And he saith unto them, Ye shall drink indeed of my cup, and be baptized with the baptism that I am baptized with: but to sit on my right hand, and on my left, is not mine to give, but it shall be given to them for whom it is prepared of my Father.(Matt20:20-23)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113730864637676051?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113730864637676051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113730864637676051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113730864637676051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113730864637676051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/faith-reason.html' title='Faith &amp; Reason'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113729755304183836</id><published>2006-01-14T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T22:26:49.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family: The Real Game?</title><content type='html'>This confusion on family has led to something I call &lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Family Worship&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Meaning some Saints put their family before their God. This may in the long run stunt the individual’s personal spiritual eternal growth. How is that? In the OT the the very first commandment of the Ten is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Thou shalt have no other gods before me. Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them:(Exodus 20:3&amp;5)&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the NT the Lord Jesus Christ said the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;While he yet talked to the people, behold, his mother and his brethren stood without, desiring to speak with him. Then one said unto him, Behold, thy mother and thy brethren stand without, desiring to speak with thee. But he answered and said unto him that told him, Who is my mother? and who are my brethren? And he stretched forth his hand toward his disciples, and said, Behold my mother and my brethren! For whosoever shall do the will of my Father which is in heaven, the same is my brother, and sister, and mother.(Matthew 12:46-50)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something in the gospel called the tests of Abraham. If you follow his life and his encounters with God you will see that the Lord tried his faith and tested his worship in a way which seemed to contradict the gospel. However, in the end Abraham chose God over his family and received all of us as an eternal reward. Remember all is not as it appears to be for a purpose. This life is a maze, a puzzle and a scavenger hunt which we must figure out with a little help from our friends. The tests keep coming and they don’t seem fair, but like it or not you are in it to win it. You might want to watch the movie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Game&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starring Michael Douglas to better understand what I’m talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113729755304183836?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113729755304183836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113729755304183836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113729755304183836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113729755304183836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/family-real-game.html' title='Family: The Real Game?'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113712977233972359</id><published>2006-01-12T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T21:22:52.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Subway Ride</title><content type='html'>The other day I was riding the subway home from the Temple and a strange thing happened? I guess that is an oxymoron. Strange things always happen in the belly of the beast. This was astonishing to me because whenever I use the Priesthood and something happens beyond human understanding I still stand in wonder as a child. So what happen? A crazy guy got on the train and sat a few sits away from me on the opposite side of the car. He was all full of jerky motions and talking gibberish freighting everybody in the car. People were being stoic New Yorkers. Being silent, looking the other way or moving down the car. Meanwhile he was getting more wild and louder. I sat there reading a book when the spirit said,” Do something!”&lt;br /&gt;I thought what can I do? “Use your Priesthood!” So I said a silent prayer stating the authority of my Priesthood and commended the evil spirit to leave the man in the name of Jesus Christ. He instantly got quiet and than fell asleep to my own amazement. No one knew what I did, but it worked and my little faith has grown again in the wonders of the Lord. This is just another man’s experience for whatever its worth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113712977233972359?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113712977233972359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113712977233972359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113712977233972359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113712977233972359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-another-subway-ride.html' title='Just Another Subway Ride'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113707466122866848</id><published>2006-01-12T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T06:04:21.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Works and Faith</title><content type='html'>Action speaks louder than words and these words are mightier than the sword. Ones works speak volumes of ones faith whether they believe or not. God knows the heart and we are to judge not:&lt;br /&gt;“When the Son of man shall come in his glory, and all the holy angels with him, then shall he sit upon the throne of his glory: And before him shall be gathered all nations: and he shall separate them one from another, as a shepherd divideth his sheep from the goats: And he shall set the sheep on his right hand, but the goats on the left.&lt;br /&gt;Then shall the King say unto them on his right hand, Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world: For I was an hungred, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in: Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me.&lt;br /&gt;Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungred, and fed thee? or thirsty, and gave thee drink? When saw we thee a stranger, and took thee in? or naked, and clothed thee? Or when saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee?&lt;br /&gt;And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.&lt;br /&gt;Then shall he say also unto them on the left hand, Depart from me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels: For I was an hungred, and ye gave me no meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me no drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me not in: naked, and ye clothed me not: sick, and in prison, and ye visited me not. Then shall they also answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungred, or athirst, or a stranger, or naked, or sick, or in prison, and did not minister unto thee? Then shall he answer them, saying, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye did it not to one of the least of these, ye did it not to me. And these shall go away into everlasting punishment: but the righteous into life eternal.”(Matt. 25:31-46)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113707466122866848?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113707466122866848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113707466122866848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113707466122866848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113707466122866848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/works-and-faith.html' title='Works and Faith'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113703119908202033</id><published>2006-01-11T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T17:59:59.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Experience</title><content type='html'>True experience is what gave Joseph Smith his gift to see. However, words alone cannot express or give justice to the finer things of the spirit. I believe because our language is so weak our words tend to degrade the greater knowledge of the cosmos. For that reason I believe the 3 Nephites were forbidden to speak of what they had seen or heard in heaven. Either they couldn't speak it clearly or we wouldn't understand it clearly. Thus "don't throw your pearls before swine." However, being a seeker most of my life I've found it true, "seek and ye shall find, knock and it shall be opened unto you and ask and ye shall receive." This has driven my life into greater light and in that greater light I've seen felt and heard the unspeakable. In fact the very language is light and within that light the life of all things lives. Skousen speaks well from my point of view, but I'm sure I'll fall on your list of suspects. Follow the bread crumbs to Emma's Son "Into the Greater Light".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113703119908202033?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113703119908202033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113703119908202033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113703119908202033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113703119908202033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/true-experience.html' title='True Experience'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113702637667483802</id><published>2006-01-11T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T16:39:36.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children Teaching Children</title><content type='html'>Emotions rule the heart, but visions can open the mind. King David was a noble bloody man who allowed his emotions to rule his heart. Though his warring did great good to secure the peace of Israel his own soul was lost to a great degree because of his heart. At one point in his life he cried more over the death of his treasonous son than the lives of the men who gave their lives for him and his kingdom. Emotions can blind the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, my heart goes out to all those who have lost children in this war. I have two sons serving in the Army now. David is a gunner on a HV in the 109th Trans. and has survived a IED up close without a scratch in Iraq. Guy is in the 10th Mountain and headed to Afghanistan next week. Either of my sons could come home in a body bag, but they are doing what they want and I know now that God will accept of their noble offering whether this war is right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life of a true warrior is never wasted. Their spirits go on into glory for they have given their lives for something lesser or greater than self. It is said, in the good book "the people perish where there is no vision." Even the Native American Indians ran off into war against impossible odds crying, "Today is a good day to die." Why? Because they were a visionary people and knew the other side of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No cause is worthy if the people aren't willing to die for it. Our enemies know this all to well and terrorize us with death. I think our children are teaching us a lesson we are to weak to learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran from war in the sixties hiding behind my beliefs as a CO and later 4F. However, at Woodstock God opened my mind to a great vision which has forever changed my heart, mind and spirit. May we all find the peace to face death for what it is and not play the blame game as children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113702637667483802?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113702637667483802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113702637667483802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113702637667483802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113702637667483802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/children-teaching-children.html' title='Children Teaching Children'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113636254677387639</id><published>2006-01-04T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T00:15:46.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Slice of Life</title><content type='html'>Yes I'm new here and different from most in my own way. My issues come from being in the Church for over 35 years and still being a convert and to many an outsider. Many of you would cause problems in your life (with family &amp; friends) if you left the Church. I experienced that when I joined the Church and yet I have experienced many cliques within the Church that have turned their noses up at me and quickly moved away. If it wasn't for my own personal spiritual experiences with my God I would of dusted my feet on "this people" and left this Church a long time ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the first 6 months of being a member I had the senior member of the SHC get me alone at Church one night and grab my and tell me how he does it all the time with his HS students. I gently turned him down and asked him about his TM. He told me his marriage was just an act. What did I do ? Nothing! I was 21 and a reformed hippie. He was in his 40s a good friend of the SP and a HS teacher. I might of been new, but I wasn't dumb. I would wait my time. About 5 years later after having served an HM I heard a rumor concerning this HP. He was caught peeping into the windows of the YW at girls camp. I called the SP and requested a meeting. I spilled my guts. He looked at me in disbelief and only asked why I didn't tell him when it had happened. If I had I'm sure I would of never survived the "he said 'she' said thing" to serve a mission. Nothing ever happened to that HC other than he was called to be a Bishop in another ward 5 years later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another story that happened on my mission will help you see what a convert is up against. Late in my mission (last 6 months) I was finally called to leadership. Then when I had but 3 months left a stranger thing happened. The Mission President called a special mission conference (Mar.1974) for half the mission near Alburn, Ca for all the missionaries in Neveda and the Sacramento area. During this conference he announced his two mission assistances (APs) would be going home in a few days. Then to everybodies surprise he announced his two new APs and asked for a sustaining vote from the missionaries. I was one of the names he announced and had sustained without any foreknowledge save a few seconds before when the Holy Ghost spoke quietly in my ear saying you are one of them. It was an honor, but I was also humbled. I thanked the President and he told me to thank the Lord and get on my knees and pray for help. I shortly found his counsel very important. After being congratulated by many Elders, Sisters and former companions a Elder I didn't know came up to me and asked if he could talk to me privately. I agreed and we went a little ways off from the people. This Utah Elder said the following to me: "Elder Mystery we might of sustained you publicly here today, but we will never sustain you privately. That calling (AP) is reserved for those of us born in the church, who have come from good Mormon families and lived good Mormon lives. Not for some dirty, hippie, eastern, NY convert like yourself!" I never told anyone about this while I was on my mission. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the moral of these stories: don't throw stones, turn the other cheek, go the extra mile or forgive others they know not what they do ? During 1970 both my brother and I got drafted he ran and I fought. What I mean is he became a DD and I stayed and fought the system as a CO. He won and under JC got forgiven. I lost and got drafted, but failed the physical and became 4F. I joined the Church and served a mission. Remember you can't win it if your not in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a story about President DOM and a Pioneer Day Parade. I guess it was the early 50s and the Prophet and his friends were watching the parade when a SR sister pointed out how shameful it was that the YW leading the parade was in a bathing suit. The President turned to this sister and said, I see nothing shameful. I see a beautiful YW with a beautiful God given body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you all for this forum and the hope you inspire and for the welcome I have received. Special thanks to GDTeacher, Nanna P &amp; Mayan Elephant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113636254677387639?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113636254677387639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113636254677387639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113636254677387639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113636254677387639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-slice-of-life.html' title='Another Slice of Life'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113632402992834815</id><published>2006-01-03T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T13:33:49.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>Today I wrote this for an inquiring soul:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm constantly evolving into that which I yet know what I will be. To most I'm abnormal and fit into no camp. You could call me a feel spirit (in the 60s they called me a freak), but like light and knowledge I hope to be always expanding into greater truth. What I bring is who I am and what I write as I continue to explore the worlds around us. I hope to see as a child and walk as a man not limiting my choices by what others may think of me. In the church people and leaders are to often to quick to judged and defined you into a box. I hope to find those have who not set their thinking in concrete and can live and let live without drawing a line in the sand. Perhaps I desire to be like Paul to be all things to all people or more like the Lord and learn to love my enemies. However, I know the old saying "I have met the enemy and he is me." I come to learn and share as the words come to my mind and I hope I can learn to love others as I love myself. One of my favorite songs is "ALL You Need is Love". May we each find that everlasting Love as we journey together through out this life and all eternity. Yes, the great mystery will continue ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113632402992834815?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113632402992834815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113632402992834815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113632402992834815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113632402992834815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113626221422918396</id><published>2006-01-02T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T20:23:34.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I'm a Mormon Christian</title><content type='html'>Having been raised a Lutheran and always believing in Jesus Christ as a youth I began in my mid-teens to think and feel there had to be something greater to religion than just confessing faith in Jesus Christ. I turned from my church, but not from my Jesus in a quest to find the true meaning of life. However, in taking the risk of throwing off organized religion and seeking truth wherever I could find it I made a vow to my God. This vow was if I died before I found the greater answer I would call upon Jesus Christ to save me and put my simple faith to the ultimate test. This set the stage for my NDE at Woodstock in 1969 and my rebirth (born again) experience leading me into the greater light. This greater light led me to a testimony of the Prophet Joseph Smith and the Mormon Church. I was led to WS following the teachings of Jimi Hendrix who sang “have you ever been experienced? Well I have.” My life experience started with faith in Jesus Christ and my search through life led me to greater knowledge in Christ and Christ led me to Joseph Smith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113626221422918396?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113626221422918396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113626221422918396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113626221422918396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113626221422918396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/why-im-mormon-christian.html' title='Why I&apos;m a Mormon Christian'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113617802150319096</id><published>2006-01-01T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T21:00:21.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counsel to a Friend</title><content type='html'>When I joined the Church in 1970 at 20 I was already engaged to my soulmate. However, her mother thought differently and sent her away. It only took 6 months and our relationship ended in heartache and flames.&lt;br /&gt;I had joined the Church hoping and trusting the Lord to bring my relationship to my Beloved Robin together forever. It didn’t happen and I wanted to die, but my mother (a non-member) sweetly counseled me to now live for my Church.&lt;br /&gt;I followed her counsel and end up serving a mission which did me a world of good. It was a bitter cup to drink, but in what I lost in mortal life I now feel I gained in spiritual insight.&lt;br /&gt;On another note I have 5 sons and none have served Church missions. One did a tour in the Marines in the mid 90s. One is in Iraq today in the Army (109th Trans.). One is going to Afghanistan with the 10th Mountain (Army) in two weeks. One is working and another is still in HS. I don’t always agree with my sons, but I always love them. I believe the heart of the war in heaven was over agency. I believe God will force no one into heaven. I also believe Joseph Smith said, ” I teach them correct principles and let them govern themselves.” I say keep to your good principles and govern yourself well and God will bless you with the light you need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113617802150319096?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113617802150319096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113617802150319096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113617802150319096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113617802150319096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/counsel-to-friend.html' title='Counsel to a Friend'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113617235303539242</id><published>2006-01-01T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T19:25:53.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily My Daughter</title><content type='html'>First in knowledge (to know good &amp; evil), first in love and first to witness the resurrected Lord, women are also first in my life next to my Lord. I first knew my mother as we all have known our mothers first in birth. I then knew my wife and together we brought forth life in our children. This great oneness between men and women, mothers and children is at the heart of the great work and glory of Our God. If it wasn’t for Eve I would still be a distance twinkle in Adam’s innocent eye. “And now, behold, if Adam had not transgressed he would not have fallen, but he would have remained in the garden of Eden. And all things which were created must have remained in the same state in which they were after they were created; and they must have remained forever, and had no end. And they would have had no children; wherefore they would have remained in a state of innocence, having no joy, for they knew no misery; doing no good, for they knew no sin. But behold, all things have been done in the wisdom of him who knoweth all things. Adam fell that men might be; and men are, that they might have joy.”(2Ne.2:22-25) I can honestly say my greatest joy and sorrow has come at the hand of a women. Some men shrink from the pain women can both bear and share. However, it is in the pain of knowing great love and sorrow that we begin to see with the eyes Christ: “He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.” The world for far to long have spoken evil of Mother Eve and despised her daughters and abused them. We should honor our mothers, wives and daughters and always remember the great lesson Eve first learned and taught the family of men: “And in that day the Ghost fell upon Adam, which beareth record of the Father and the Son, saying: I am the Only Begotten of the Father from the beginning, henceforth and forever, that as thou hast fallen thou mayest be redeemed, and all mankind, even as many as will. And in that day Adam blessed God and was filled, and began to prophesy concerning all the families of the earth, saying: Blessed be the name of God, for because of my transgression my eyes are opened, and in this life I shall have joy, and again in the flesh I shall see God. And Eve, his wife, heard all these things and was glad, saying: Were it not for our transgression we never should have had seed, and never should have known good and evil, and the joy of our redemption, and the eternal life which God giveth unto all the obedient. And Adam and Eve blessed the name of God, and they made all things known unto their sons and their daughters.” (Moses 5:9-12) We are the very heirs of their knowledge and blessing and with faith in Christ we can overcome this world by casting out all doubt and fear. I salute brave sisters for their courage to speakout in the light of day for all is not well in Zion! However, this day I shall not forget for I have blessed my own daughter Emily with a father’s blessing as she leaves on a journey to be a junior at UVSC. She is 22 and world wise as most native New Yorkers have to be, but she is my only daughter of 6 children and my heart goes with her as she flies into the heartland of Zion today. I pray she will gain knowledge like Eve and find a man like Adam to continue the circle of life in a never ending way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20388832-113617235303539242?l=sonofemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/feeds/113617235303539242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20388832&amp;postID=113617235303539242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113617235303539242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20388832/posts/default/113617235303539242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofemma.blogspot.com/2006/01/emily-my-daughter.html' title='Emily My Daughter'/><author><name>Old Charley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11537783727462273330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388832.post-113609042188306290</id><published>2005-12-31T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T20:40:21.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Truth</title><content type='html'>The key to understanding this book is to have child like faith. Knowledge and reason will assist you to realize that the final step to true understanding is faith. You can listen to an numberless concourse of preachers, read endless books on philosophy and religion, but never as the Bible says "ever come to a knowledge of the truth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is a hard word which frightens even those who think they know or believe it. For the truth is not ridged and dead like unto the law, but alive and free flowing like the spirit of God. Christ is the truth, the way and the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greater question is who is this great Messiah and who truly represents him in this day and age? The house of Israel has often been deceived or deceitful. Think of Joseph who was sold into Egypt by his brothers and how they must have felt when they discovered the truth of who he became. Moses was challenged by Koran and the earth opened her mouth, and swallowed him up. The Messiah came in the flesh as the Son of God and the Jews rejected him much like the way the sons of Jacob had initially rejected Joseph. Paul the once great Pharisee frighten the Jews with the truth of his great conversion to Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book might frighten the Judo-Christian and Muslim world, but to the opened minded, honest of heart, true believer and sincere seeker of the greater truth a straight and narrow path will be opened which leads into the greater light even eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware my fellow believers of those who are quick to throw stones. Be not deceived by those whose ministries might be financially effected by these truths. Look to the Lord Jesus Christ who will give you milk and honey without money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ is the answer for surely he is the Son of God, the promised Messiah. He was born of the virgin Mary and suffered temptations of every kind while living in the flesh. He endured the crosses of this world and sinned not. He atoned for the sins of all mankind as he died upon the cross and on the third day he rose from the dead with healing in his soul for all those who will call upon his name in faith. He is the resurrection and the life, the truth and the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true gospel of Jesus Christ is the straight and narrow and only way to eternal life. The first principles and ordinances of the gospel are faith in the Lord Jesus Christ, repentance of personal sins, baptism by emersion by the proper authority and the gift of the Holy Ghost by the laying on of hands as recorded in the Bible and Book of Mormon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write in defense of all Christians everywhere from Adam even down until this very time. Woe be unto those who judge unjustly for they shall be judged by the Lord of Hosts. Have not many of the true prophets been judged and killed by the pious self appointed religious leaders of their day. How quick the general populous falls in line to throw stones at those whom their leaders point the finger of scorn. Even those who profess themselves as Christians have at times been guilty of the most murderous deeds. For to accept and profess Christ is not enough. Even the devils believe, and tremble as recorded James 2:19. To these false witnesses let us let God be their judge as recorded in Matthew 7:21-23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven. Many will say to me in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name? and in thy name have cast out devils? and in thy name done many wonderful works? And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to the Lord with a broken heart and a contrite spirit and he will guide you by his Holy Spirit. Beware of the babbling of men for they often cry the loudest and judge the quickest. Their pointing fingers of scorn remind me of the Pharisees of old. Men with a mission to control the hearts, minds and purses of the everyday people. Many of the leading ministers of today practice the same art of trying to convince the people that their views of Christ and the Bible are the only true ones. They are the very ones who point the finger and judge others saying "he is of the devil".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real question is; who do you listen to? God or man, the Holy Spirit or the voice of your minister, the Word of God or your priest's interpretation. These are tough questions which all Christians must face. Those with opened minds and understanding hearts who have been born again and read the word of God by the power of the Holy Ghost will be lead into the greater light and know the truth of all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul raised this issue to the Ephesians as recorded in chapter 4:11-14; "And he gave some, apostles; and some, prophets; and some evangelists; and some, pastors and teachers; For the perfecting of the saints, for the work of the ministry, for the edifying of the body of Christ: That we henceforth be no more children, tossed to and fro, and carried about with every wind of doctrine, by the sleight of men, and cunning craftiness, whereby they lie in wait to deceive;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great apostle Peter gives us the keys to understanding the Bible in 2 Peter 2:20-21: "Knowing this first, that no prophecy of the scripture is of any private interpretation. For the prophecy came not in old time by the will of man: but holy men of God spake as they were moved by the Holy Ghost."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must come to the Lord on your own with faith, hope, charity and trust in the living God who will guide you by the Holy Ghost to his true servants. Beware of the rhetoric of men who have their own secret agendas. They are usually self proclaimed Bible experts who claim their views are the only true gospel while denouncing others with differing views as teaching another or false gospel. They prey upon the weak and simple minded warning them not to listen to others, but to only follow the Bible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ironic because these men in the same breath are telling the people they have the only true interpretation. So in reality they are saying listen only to me for I know best. They are saying close your minds, hearts and doors to any others with any new or different thoughts. I beg to differ with this type of thinking. I think its demeaning to treat fellow human beings as if they lack the intelligence to understand what others are saying. This is the most subtle form of censorship and mind control. Did not the priests in the days of Christ strip their fellow Jews of this same freedom of choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America was founded on freedom of religion and freedom of thought. It is this very principle which has opened our minds to new horizons and our country to many different cultures. We are one nation under God devoted to respecting the rights and privileges of others. Sometimes our self righteous attitudes to dictate and force others to believe the same way we do is a greater evil then the life style of the sinner. Did not the Savior tell the Pharisees that the harlots and publicans would enter into the kingdom of heaven before them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you? The all wise authority or the humble, opened minded sinner. The reason the sinners were being saved is they stopped to listen and to do what this new comer, Jesus had to say. The well learned honorable religious leaders knew better then to give heed to these new revelations of Christ. It was easier for them to label him a devil and condemn him for blaspheme then to repent and be baptized in his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now truly think which group would you have been in back in those early days of Christ. A blind follower of the religious leaders, a knowledgeable religious leader or an opened minded earnest seeker of the truth. Those same groups exist today though their faces and names have changed. God will force no man into heaven, but he has promised to deliver us from evil by guiding us by the Holy Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again Peter gives us the true keys for gaining a knowledge of the truth. When the Savior ask Peter,"But whom say ye that I am? And Simon Peter answered and said, Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God. And Jesus answered and said unto him, Blessed art thou, Simon Barjona: for flesh and blood hath not revealed it unto thee, but my Father which is in heaven. And I say also unto thee, That thou art Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church; and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it. And I will give unto thee the keys of the kingdom of heaven: and whatsoever thou shalt bind on earth shall be bound in heaven: and whatsoever thou shalt loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven."(Matt 16:15-19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelation is the rock and Christ is the answer and you must gain that testimony from the Father in heaven and not from man. I know by the power of the Holy Ghost that Peter did receive the keys of the kingdom of heaven and in these last days he truly appeared to the prophet Joseph Smith and ordained him to that same office. The truth of this might cut you to the heart even as the truth about Joseph of old in Egypt cut the other sons of Israel to the heart. Now Joseph forgave them, but could they forgive themselves and acknowledge that Joseph was truly a prophet of the Lord God Jehovah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the answer, but can you be humble and man enough to do the same. Why kick against the pricks and fight against the living God; for he is the same yesterday, today and forevermore. Even the Savior chastened his disciples when they complained about a man casting out devils in his name. "But Jesus said, Forbid him not: for there is no man which shall do a miracle in my name, that can lightly speak evil of me. For he that is not against us is on our part."(Mark 9:38-40)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge not unjustly or you might find yourself in the same position as those who judged Peter and John in Acts chapters 4 and 5. Peter's testimony of Christ was sharp, quick and powerful and they that heard it "were cut to the heart, and took counsel to slay them. Then stood there up one in the council, a Pharisee, named Gamaliel, a doctor of the law, had in reputation among all the people, and commanded to put the apostles forth a little space; And said unto them, Ye men of Israel, take heed to yourselves what ye intend to do as touching these men.... And now I say unto you, Refrain from these men, and let them alone: for if this counsel or this work be of men, it will come to nought: But if it be of God, ye cannot overthrow it; lest haply ye be found even to fight against God."(Acts 5:33-39)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same counsel should apply to Christendom in these last days when so many in the Counsel of Churches have been quick to defend the traditions of men and condemn the modern prophets such as Joseph Smith the American "Joseph" and Brigham Young the American "Moses". I know these men were prophets of God and if you will open your hearts and minds to the true spirit of Christ and read the Book of Mormon under the influence of the Holy Ghost, rather then listen to the opinions of men, you too shall become a true friend to God and all men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my fellow Christians, Jews, Israelites, Muslims and all ye ends of the earth think twice before you cast those stones. For if God is with us who can be against us. Remember what the Lord said,"by their fruits you shall know them." Come with us and let us reason together, go the extra mile and turn the other cheek to prove your patients in the Lord. We may believe different things about the Christ, but that doesn't give us the right to persecute one another. 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