Abundant Life: Is anybody there?

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Is anybody there?

Well folks. I've taken a bit of a vacation from blogging, but am determined not to let the enormous backlog end my blogging ambitions forever. So watch out for lots of posts catching up from our fun summer. They'll probably be mostly photos, but that's better than nothing, right?

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NicoleSeptember 20, 2011 at 2:24:00 AM MDT
Me me!! I'm here!!
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heatherSeptember 20, 2011 at 2:40:00 AM MDT
I'm here! I just came back to the blogging world as well. Can't wait to hear about your adventures :)
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BethanySeptember 23, 2011 at 8:19:00 AM MDT
First off, love the new blog look. I would steal it if I were still on Wordpress. Looking forward to embarking on the photo adventure...
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words to live by

Make up your mind to be happy-even when you don’t have money, even when you don’t have a clear complexion, even when you don’t have the Nobel Prize. Some of the happiest people I know have none of these things the world insists are necessary for satisfaction and joy. Why are they happy? I suppose it is because they don’t listen very well. Or they listen too well-to the things their hearts tell them. They glory in the beauty of the earth. They glory in the rivers and the canyons and the call of the meadowlark. They glory in the love of their families, the stumbling steps of a toddler, the wise and tender smile of the elderly. They glory in honest labor. They glory in the scriptures. They glory in the presence of the Holy Ghost. One thing I know for certain: the time we have here goes by far too quickly. Don’t waste any more time sitting on the bench watching life pass you by. -- Joseph B. Wirthlin

words to live by

When despair for the world grows in me, and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be -- I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought or grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free. --Wendell Berry