Tuesday, October 14, 2008

a prayer really helps!

So today I said a prayer that I would be out of the box with a certain individual.
As fate would have it, I ended up sitting next this person in class today and yet there was no friction.
I ended up giving them a piece of gum which I believe was a symbolic gesture.
They took it very graciously and even complimented my earrings.
Interestingly enough they started writing a note and I freaked out for a second, thinking it
was to me. And was quite relieved when it was not an apology for mistreating me.
weird huh. Anyway I am obviously still working on this one....but its getting a little smaller anyway.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

build a bridge she says.....

Today I text my roommate about a particular guy and girl who drive me nuts when their together and just the sight of them together throws me into the box. My roommate says "maybe its time to build a bridge."
Honestly I think that its more just to connect with the roommate then the actual hating of these two parties, but I am extremely jealous.
I need to have the mentality that there is plenty to go around. There is no need for competition.
The funny thing is that there is so much more being in the box with me....I don't know why, and it makes my job and my calling difficult since we are dependent on each other.
But she has a point. Its going to be a lot harder later if I don't get over it than if dwell on it now.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

the tale of the bald head

Dr. Ford shared this story in class today and it was really touching.
A father with a beautiful head of hair had many children who also had beautiful heads of hair.
One of his children was habitually late and missed curfew. The father fed up with his son's tardiness threatened his son that the next time he was late he would shave his head.
The son heard his father and was determined to get home and not miss curfew again. He knew this was a threat. He also was 16 and concerned with his appearance as most teenage boys are.

Well the next week circumstances beyond the sons control made him 5 minutes late. He was so upset about the situation. When he came in, there was his father standing with the clippers.
His son immediately pleaded with the Father and tried to explain the situation and the father didn't relent. He said that he had told the son what would happen if he was late and he was going to keep his word. He told his son to go into the kitchen.

The son not wanting to lose his beautiful hair, threatened his father that he would never listen to him again--he would go into drugs and alcohol. But the father pulled out a chair and told him that he was serious.

The father then took the chair and said, "I am going to keep my word and shave your head, but I am willing to go through this with you. So here, take the clippers and shave my head first." The son wasn't terribly excited about that. He thought of his fathers job and how he couldn't have a shaved head. He thought of his calling as bishop in church. He told his dad he was fine and he would take the punishment.

His father insisted and with tears in both their eyes the son and father shaved each others heads.