My Pianist...

Have you noticed the cold isn't so cold when lost in an art as it fills the silence winter brings?

Did you experience the piano take over the 2am stillness?

I did...

Who Am I To Stand And Condemn Another...

In this life we are wronged, and we wrong others. We only know and understand our side of things. We know how we feel, and we know how we think. We do not know what causes another person to act in the manner we disagree with, nor do we know what that person feels when the consequences of their actions hit them. I know that I am guilty of placing labels, and judgments on people, but I do my best to accept everyone for who they are, and who they are trying to be. I am human, and I make mistakes. We all are, and we all do, but to refuse a Child of God forgivness is something I personally cannot do.

Doctrine and Covenants 64: 9-10

9 Wherefore, I say unto you, that ye ought to forgive one another; for he that forgiveth not his brother his trespasses standeth condemned before the Lord; for there remaineth in him the greater sin.
10 I, the Lord, will forgive whom I will forgive, but of you it is required to forgive all men.

I do not understand how a person can hold a grudge, or refuse to allow someone another chance when we have been commanded to. As Christian beings why do we permit ourselves to continually carry a heavy grudge along for an extended period of time. Do we not choose to feel hurt by someone's chosen ignorance? Do we not choose to feel happy when we wake each morning? Do we not choose to take words personally? Are we not capable of running our own lives? It is my belief that we are, and always have been. That is the beauty of free will, but to be a Christian is to look beyond ourselves and live as Christ lived. That means forgiving ALL men, women, and children of every race, creed, and nature.

Matthew 18:21-22

21 Then came Peter to him, and said, Lord, how oft shall my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? till seven times times?

22 Jesus saith unto him, I say not unto thee, Until seven times: but, Until seventy times seven.

It is my belief that when Christ said to Peter, 'until seventy times seven' he meant forever. We are to forgive our brethren each and every time they do something to hurt us, and those that we care about. When a small child is hurt, that child will cry until they can no longer feel the pain. When they recieve a loving hug, or see a smile, they will pick themselves back up and continue on playing the pain forgotten and a lesson learned. Are we not supposed to be as small children? Forgiveness is a hard thing, but it is a commandment for all. No matter what you believe. This principle is in all versions of Christian scripture, and is a practice that has been asked of all of us.

Just Because I Happen To Have An Opinion On Everything...

Just because I happen to have an opinion on everything, I am going to broadcast my opinion of the whole Max Hall incident and share the opinion of another guy who A: detailed the 'alcohol spilling' and B: has a few good points!

While I agree this situation has been blown out of proportion, I stand by my statement that Max Hall stands as a representative of BYU, and by extension the Church Of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. If he is going to give an opinion he should not have been so asinine about it. It is fine to have an opinion, but when you stand as an example for something that is bigger than you and what you see, it is better to just keep your views locked in your mouth. There is a phrase I love to quote. I got it from one of my high school teachers. (He had gotten frustrated with one of the students who was goofing off and just saying random what-not's that had nothing to do with anything.)  Mr. --- said, "Why don't you just shut your mouth and keep the stupid inside. This way people can just think you're an idiot, rather than know you're an idiot and have proof of it for the rest of your life!"

Here is what Max had to say after winning a game:

After delivering the winning touchdown pass in overtime Saturday, BYU quarterback Max Hall unloaded on his rivals.

Asked a rather innocent question about whether the 26-23 victory redeemed him for last November's five-interception game in a loss to Utah, Hall said, "A little bit, yeah. I don't like Utah. In fact, I hate them. I hate everything about them. I hate their program, I hate their fans, I hate everything."

His comments came in a formal news conference, in front of several television cameras and media members.

"So it felt really good to send those guys home," Hall continued. "They didn't deserve it. It was our turn, and our turn to win. We deserved it. We played as hard as we could tonight. And it felt really good, again, to send them home, to get them out of here, and so it is a game I will always remember."

Prodded mildly to elaborate, Hall asked, "You really want me to go into it?"

And then he continued, "I think the whole university, their fans and their organization is classless. They threw beer on my family and stuff last year, and they did a whole bunch of nasty things, and I don't respect them, and they deserved to lose."

(The sentences that are in bold [below] are my way of expressing those words I deem most important.)

No beer was thrown on Max Hall. What really happened to his family.

Posted By: Utah Dave

Date: Sunday 29 November 2009, at 10:13 amMessage Rating: 29
'In case some of you missed it. I detailed the incident a few days ago. Here is the Link:http://utefans.net/message.php?id=927327

A few more details on the purported "Beer" throwing incident. No beer was thrown on Max, but maybe this is the other stuff. Why because nearly all the fans who sit directly above BYU's fan base are Mormon. None of us drink, yet alone drink beer. The tally was as follows:
One former Bishop who has terminal pancreatic cancer.
One Counselor in the Bishopric.
A ward Mission leader.
Gospel Doctrine teacher.
Etc. Etc.

When max's mother in law began screaming at us. She was standing at the portal next to the exit on W29. She had security 2 feet away and was surrounded by BYU not Utah fans. When the family made the dash up to the seats to get the "Max Hall isn't living right." Sign. The guy in front of us who made the sign gave it up without incident. That may be the other stuff Max is talking about. But I am 100% sure that no Beer was thrown on Max's family in that incident.

What has bugged me from day one about that incident is that Max, still doesn't get the hypocrisy of the sign that the BYU fan was holding up. They were holding up the sign: "When your living right on and off the field magic happens." Max, how is it your fan can bring a sign that offends nearly everybody and it be OK and the other side responds with nearly the same language and it is not? Can you not see how that would offend many of the returned missionaries on the Utah team? How about the people who are on Utah that are not of Max's faith, but also religious? How offensive is that? Such religious bigotry goes both ways max.

Max let me clue you in on something. The University of Utah has the largest LDS Institute of Religion in the world. And guess what Max, those kids go to religious classes not because they are forced to, but because they want to. Max maybe you should read Alma 32: 13-15 again.

Max, finally, God doesn't care who wins a football game. It's a diversion to pass our time. A way to hang out and spend time with our family and friends. You winning does not mean the church is true or not. It does not mean you're more righteous than the other guy. It means you played hard, worked hard and got "conclusive visual evidence."

Max How many times has a Utah fan jumped out of the stands and attacked a cheerleader? How many times has a Utah player thrown punches at a BYU fan? How many punches were thrown yesterday. Max, look in the mirror, so you can see classless. Max that sign said one thing. "Max Hall isn't living right." That sign is more true today than the day that you threw six interceptions.

I cannot wait until two years from now when the "classy" Wyoming fans come back to town.'

Dancing Through A Candied World In A Silent Night.

If there is one thing I love about Winter it's the way snow candies everything. It wraps around each branch on the trees, and coats the windows in frosted lilies. It makes the world sparkle, and quiets the sounds of anger as it rushes down shimmery streets.

Winter: An Artists' Dream land...

Honk! Honk!

Honk if Emily Gilmore views your mind as her personal playground... HONK! HONK!

I have recently come to accept that my mother is the perfect embodiment of Emily Gilmore. While I have always loved the Gilmore Girls, I have never been so closely and personally tied to the trials and tribulations of the the Emily Gilmore (mother) vs. Lorelai Gilmore (daughter) saga. To better understand this, I would suggest everyone watch what is arguably the best Gilmore episode 'You Jump I Jump Jack' and witness the banter that goes on between the two of them.

This isn't the first clip I'd choose, but it is from that episode and will show you some of what I mean... Not to mention it's the only one I could find...
http://www.thewb.com/shows/gilmore-girls/clip-luke-at-the-gilmores/ba57f8863d

Once Wanted, Now Un-Loved...

Will the day never end? My head can't hold much more, and my feet won't go much further. Can't I just rest my heart? Please, just for a day. I promise I won't leave it sitting out, but could I please pretend it's home for a moment while I catch my breath? Won't you sit with me a while and let me cry to you? I won't let the tears splash your pants, and I won't ruin your shirt, I just need an ear...

Today I learned being wanted doesn't always mean being loved. No child should be un-wanted but loved, or wanted but un-loved. A child should be wanted and loved, or there should be no child given. The words of Brandi Carlile came to mind as I began to realize that there are children out there who were once wanted but have lost the love a parent should have for a child, and the love that a child needs to reach their full potential in this life. That some children have to let go of the people they were born to and accept other figures/forms of that parental figure...  'I don't think you ever learned a thing from me, but I'm sure that you want me to learn from you. And you've drawn heavy handed lines around morality about yourself and I don't share your point of view. It's been time to let you go a thousand times, you'd never know that it hurts to be the one that you regret. I have to say that I am proud to know you. I'll never be the same because we met. You might not miss this, but I will...'

Why are we here?

What is this life really about?

 

It's about experiencing the moments you wish you could live in forever...

It's about holding a piece of time in your hand.

It's about finding people to love, and be loved by. Forever.

Disclaimer:

Again I will say this, I will not Ever send someone a message via blogger. I was stupid enough to do it once, I am not a big enough idiot to do it twice. What I write is for me, by me, unless otherwise stated. Most of the pictures I post are taken by me, or were at least designed by me. The others are taken from google, unless otherwise stated. I do not support any copyright violation, or plagarism!