"Jonathon Seagull spent the rest of his days alone, but he flew way out beyond the Far Cliffs. His one sorrow was not solitude, it was that other gulls refused to believe the glory of flight that awaited them; they refused to open their eyes and see. He learned more each day... What he had once hoped for the Flock, he now gained for himself alone; he learned to fly, and was not sorry for the price that he had paid." (Richard Bach)
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Fourteen, Seven
My brother's calling is with the Priests in his ward. The leaders issued a challenge to the young men to have personal prayers twice a day and read their scriptures everyday. Then they report in on Sundays. Obviously you want to hear, "14,7". I decided to take the challenge myself and hopefully I do better than my non-challenged week. I would have reported a 7,3 for this past week.
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