7.5k people /sq.mile is the population density of Los Angeles. With the 6ft rule you can tell that distance makes a humongous difference!
I guess it is time to be grateful that we are not crowded!!!
I found a picture of my brother Brent ‘58
Purslane is a very good source of alpha-linolenic acid. Alpha-linolenic is an omega-3 fatty acid which plays an important role in human growth and development and in preventing diseases. Purslane has been shown to contain five times higher omega-3 fatty acids than spinach. Omega-3 fatty acids belong to a group of polyunsaturated fatty acids essential for human growth, development, prevention of numerous cardiovascular diseases, and maintenance of a healthy immune system [7].Purslane has recently been identified as the richest vegetable source of alpha-linolenic acid, an essential omega-3 fatty acid [10]. Omega 3 are the anti inflammatory fatty acids! Purslane is a plant source of omega-3 fatty acids and melatonin, and it has the highest content of alpha linolenic acid (ALA) of any wild plant that can be eaten. Each 100 gms. of purslane contains 300-400 mg. of ALA, 12.2 mg. alpha tocopherol from of vitamin E, 26.6 mg. of ascorbic acid, 1.9 mg. beta carotene, and 14.9 mg. Glutathione.
Sunday 5/17/20 4:19pm It took me a while to figure out what message I could sent my ministering families today. This is what I sent:
Who is the most imaginative of our 15 apostles? There is one who tried to imagine what it would have been like to live in Joseph Smith's world and what he would have hoped for in his relationship and understanding of God. Do you remember any of them speaking about this? Does it sound vaguely familiar?
Last week I shared a story about a boy who tried to burn the BoM. See if you agree with the desires of this apostle in his 1820 environment? Count them. How many hopes does he name? I love the idea of having 3 wishes.
We imagined ourselves living in the early 1800s, looking at the religious beliefs of that day. In that imagined setting, we asked ourselves, “What’s missing here? What do we wish we had? What do we hope God will provide in response to our spiritual longing?”
Well, for one thing, we realized that two centuries ago we would have dearly hoped for the restoration of a truer concept of God [~1] than most in that day had, hidden as He often seemed to be behind centuries of error and misunderstanding. To borrow a phrase from William Ellery Channing, a prominent religious figure of the day, we would have looked for the “parental character of God,” which Channing considered “the first great doctrine of Christianity.”1 Such a doctrine would have recognized Deity as a caring Father in Heaven, rather than a harsh judge dispensing stern justice or as an absentee landlord who had once been engaged in earthly matters but was now preoccupied somewhere else in the universe.
Yes, our hopes in 1820 would have been to find God speaking and guiding as openly in the present as He did in the past, a true Father, in the most loving sense of that word. He certainly would not have been a cold, arbitrary autocrat who predestined a select few for salvation and then consigned the rest of the human family to damnation. No, He would be one whose every action, by divine declaration, would be “for the benefit of the world; for he loveth the world”2 and every inhabitant in it. That love would be His ultimate reason for sending Jesus Christ, His Only Begotten Son, to the earth.3
Speaking of Jesus, had we lived in those first years of the 19th century, we would have realized with great alarm that doubts about the reality of the Savior’s life and Resurrection were beginning to take significant hold within Christendom. Therefore, we would have hoped for evidence [~2] to come to the whole world that would confirm the biblical witness that Jesus is the Christ, the literal Son of God, Alpha and Omega, and the only Savior this world will ever know. It would have been among our dearest hopes that other scriptural evidence be brought forward, something that could constitute another testament of Jesus Christ, enlarging and enhancing our knowledge of His miraculous birth, wondrous ministry, atoning sacrifice, and glorious Resurrection. Truly such a document would be “righteousness [sent] down out of heaven; and truth [sent] forth out of the earth.”4
Observing the Christian world in that day, we would have hoped to find someone authorized by God [~3] with true priesthood authority who could baptize us, bestow the gift of the Holy Ghost, and administer all gospel ordinances necessary for exaltation. In 1820, we would have hoped to see fulfilled the eloquent promises of Isaiah, Micah, and other ancient prophets regarding the return of the majestic house [~4] of the Lord.5 We would have thrilled to see the glory of holy temples established again, with the Spirit, the ordinances, the power, and the authority to teach eternal truths, heal personal wounds, and bind families together forever. I would have looked anywhere and everywhere to find someone authorized to say to me and my beloved Patricia that our marriage in such a setting was sealed for time and all eternity, never to hear or have imposed on us the haunting curse “until death do you part.” I know that “in [our] Father’s house are many mansions,”6 but, speaking personally, if I were to be so fortunate as to inherit one of them, it could be no more to me than a decaying shack if Pat and our children were not with me to share that inheritance. And for our ancestors, some of whom lived and died anciently without even hearing the name of Jesus Christ, we would have hoped for that most just and merciful of biblical concepts to be restored—the practice of the living offering up saving ordinances on behalf of their kindred dead.7 No practice I can imagine would demonstrate with more splendor a loving God’s concern for every one of His earthly children no matter when they lived nor where they died.
Well, our 1820 list of hopes could go on, but perhaps the most important message of the Restoration is that such hopes would not have been in vain.
. . .
How many did you count? [~0 I placed my counters in afterwards.] Do you recognize the language? Who speaks like that?
Well he wasn't done. He went on to identify hopes or wishes we have today. . .
He names some I did not think anyone would mention! What daring. What courage. What imagination.
I know this is extremely long for a text message. Perhaps your cell didn't know how to handle it. . . Oh well. I love you and I tried. Vern [Steven Gibbs texted me his first response: Thanks. ]
No practice I can imagine would demonstrate with more splendor a loving God’s concern for every one of His earthly children no matter when they lived nor where they died.
I agree. Isn't that beautiful!
the speed of dark by elizabeth moon
Sunday, May 24, 2020
Welcome to 40 years old Louis!
This is my book of the year! I had no idea what I was getting into when I read it.
– I like retired library copies because the cover is well protected.
– I discovered the author, Elizabeth Moon, last year. She has science fiction and fantasy books I have enjoyed because of the character development she does.
– Because of coronavirus I had to start reading on my cell phone. I think this is the second one I have ever read on my cell phone. In this last decade I have discovered that my brother Adrian, is autistic! I have called him a painting “Savant” to flatter him. He has an autistic partner in Boise Idaho and he supports her and her two autistic children by driving truck for Cox trucking.
– He is extreme. Whatever he espouses he goes way overboard, almost!
– I used to torment him as a child. Vern 1955 versus Adrian 1960. 5/19/60
– I think heavenly father wanted me to let up/give him a break/reduce my teasing and tormenting.
– Heavenly Father sent me the same dream twice, about six months apart. Each dream had Adrian die and I was devastated. I realized how much I really loved him.
– We often tease and torture and push the buttons of those we really do love. So sad.
– I once asked Mark Clayton how mentally ill I was and if everyone was mentally ill to some degree?
Hardly – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Totally
After internalizing this entertaining book I couldn't help but wonder: How autistic am I?
Michael Meacham has aspergers syndrome just like Shea Langston. That is a type of autism. They now call it the Autistic Spectrum because there are so many different manifestations of them.
– There is an old saying that “some people/spirits are sent to this life to be tested, and others are here to test.”
– I wonder if autistics and down syndrome people are here “to test”.
– Jesus said of the blind man: “that the purposes of God might be made manifest.” John 9:3”Neither hath this man sinned, nor his parents: but that the works of God should be made manifest in him.”
– As you probably know I have been in awe of your sacrifice and attention and care for Lincoln. You have given and served so much. Plus, you and Bonnie have been so grateful for every blessing and little miracle along the way. At times you have been so aware of God's help and support.
– Well, and this book there is a brief/fun/insightful glimpse into one autistics mind and heart.
As you can tell, I love it.
I love you.
I respect you.
I admire you.
Dad/Vern
PS. I used to think that everyone else had mental illness and their families. That it was far away from me. Now I see that I have it in my family. And with reason! I wonder how mentally ill my parents were and their parents etc. Notice I did not say “if” but rather “how much”!
PSS. “Deeds of Paksenarrion ” was a great series.
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