Sunday, July 20, 2008

Sabbath Leaves

Our beautiful world:
I love Indian Paintbrush. One of my favorite flowers, it always reminds me of home, Montana summers hiking in the Jewel. It is warm, wild and simple.

I am grateful that we live in a time when we don't face death every day. When our missionaries leave home they don't wonder how many of their family members will still be alive when they return, if they return like the missionaries in the early days of the church. I am grateful that for the most part death comes to us after a life well lived or quickly and painlessly after an accident.

Trying to be more productive. Being in vacation mode is lazy. Must break out of the spell.

1 comment:

Jenny said...

You are such a good writer and I enjoy this theme you have on "Sabbath Leaves".