Wednesday, 24 September 2008

The Power of Missionary Work

Every week when i check my email i normally receive any where from 1 -6 emails from different mothers updating me on their missionary. This week i read an email from a friend serving in the South Africa Misison, he is very musically gifted and quite brilliant. He just recently wrote a poem that I think it pretty beautiful and I wanted to share it:

From under His continual gaze,
I pause and lift my weary head.
Confused, but yet not truly phazed,
I contemplate the blood he shed.

A sacrifice so full of grace
springs from a life lived perfectly.
Our Savior came to set the pace
and beckons now, "Come Follow Me."

I know, yet I obscure the path.
Why do I place my faith in men?
Resolved, refreshed, and realigned,
I raise my head and start again.

Elder Roper

Wednesday, 10 September 2008

True Love

I am super excited because 80's style is now IN style. I just love putting on those bright colors, walking onto campus and seeing fellow students flaunting the same brilliant colors. I have even gotten some looks from other students and their face is basically telling me, "i choose to respect your clothing options although i have no desire to wear salmon colored pants." I have learned alot from my retro cousin Taylor and with her help have just recently acid washed a pair of normal cute jeans. They are now a blotchy bleached pair of sassy pants. Yesterday I was even told i looked like this girl in the band Love You Long Time, honestly i think there is no similarity except for the fact that we both were purple jeans. But if that is how my peers chose to see me so be it.

Friday, 5 September 2008

The Hard Life

So as a new semester starts so does the call for money. I have begun again working for Megan, my cousin, helping her decorate cakes and bake tasty treats. Let me explain to you how hard my life is. I go to BYU and study italian, linguistics, and religion. I have to sit in classes with extremely interesting professors learning about stuff i am crazy about. Between classes I am constantly seeing old friends/people on campus that are nice to me and ask about my life. As i walk to classes i get to see a plethora of attractive sites. I then have to go to Megan's and spend hours hanging out with my little sister, friends, Megan and her adorable children, making really sweet cakes. I am required to taste cookies, cupcakes, frostings and use my creative juices to design beautiful cakes. Then i get to return home to my apartment and be around 5 amazingly awesome girls. We sit up and talk for hours about how hard our lives are. O yea THEN i have to wake up and do it all again.