One of my favorite poems is a six-word gem by Mexico’s Jaime Sabines. The poem reads:

I’m hungry.

I need to fast.

I think that poem holds the essence of all religious faith.

It reminds me of those young, married Mormons who say, “We’re going through tough straits. We need to be sure to pay our tithing.”

In other words, “We’re almost out of money, we need to give some money away.”

If you’re hungry, you fast — and ask for God’s help.

It’s the kind of thinking behind the Savior’s notions that to find your life, you need to lose your life, and if you want to be first, you have to be last.

It’s the contradiction at the core of Christianity: If you want peace, love and joy, turn to that beaten, bloody man nailed to the cross.

Such thinking is called counterintuitive — contrary to what one would rationally expect. It flies in the face of common sense and flirts with insanity.

You want to live? Die.

You want to rise? Lower yourself.

It sounds totally irrational.

But I think it’s the only way to lift ourselves out of this tar pit we call mortality.

Years ago, my editor Don Woodward sent me off to ride motorcycles with a band of bad boys who were touring the Maze District in southern Utah. Don knew I was a skittish, overly careful kid and he wanted to expand my horizon a little.

He almost expanded my horizon into the next world.

I was a rank amateur as a biker, and those boys were pros. They knew one speed, a speed they called “smoke it.” I had to keep up or be literally lost forever.

Just before the last ride, one of the guys pulled me aside.

“We’re going through deep sand today,” he said. “When you hit the sand at full speed you’ll feel your bike start to slide out from under you and you’ll want to slow down. Don’t. Do the opposite. Hit the gas. It will pull you upright and get you through.”

It is never easy to do the opposite of what your head, heart, eyes and spleen are telling you to do. But I took the man at his word and followed his advice.

I’m pretty sure he saved my life that day.

I put a little faith in his irrational advice and I avoided disaster.

Logic and rational thinking are wonderful gifts to have. But like everything else, they have their place.

Sometimes answers aren’t as clear as they appear.

Sometimes, to save yourself, you need to do something completely irrational — do something counterintuitive and moonstruck.

People who won’t do that aren’t bad people, of course. For myriad reasons they choose to put their trust in their ability to reason.

In my experience, they’re almost always very good people — good people who one day might well find themselves lying dazed and bloody on the floor of the Maze.


No worry, no hurry

“It is worth thinking about the way that Christ’s atonement, which we commemorate with the sacrament, can serve as a disruption of an economic way of understanding actions/works and rewards/punishments. Christ paid the price of our sins, so we don’t have to worry about the price of our sins, or the rewards for our good works. Rather, we can lose ourselves in service to others – -and, by so doing remember him always and always have his spirit to be with us…” (Quote from blog by Robert C.)

After listening to one I was curious to compare it to the original version and in searching I found that many people have written their own version of Hallelujah.  I learned that the true author, Leonard Cohen, who is Jewish, wrote these words from his own perspective, but when Kelley Mooney was asked to sing it for Easter Mass, she decided the beautiful music was worth far more so she wrote her own Easter version of Hallelujah.  (Lyrics are at the end).



The next one is unforgettable, and the one following is Leonard Cohen’s own.  The last one is Shrek.

A Priest Stuns Wedding Guests with Unbelievable Performance of Hallelujah  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XYKwqj5QViQ

Leonard Cohen – Hallelujah   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YrLk4vdY28Q

Shrek – Hallelujah  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nN1npZG3edI


Kelly Mooney’s Hallelujah

A crown of thorns placed on His head

He knew that He would soon be dead

He said did you forget me Father did you?

They nailed Him to a wooden cross

Soon all the world would feel the loss

Of Christ the King before His Hallelujah

Hallelujah x4


He hung His head and prepared to die

Then lifted His face up to the sky

Said I am coming home now Father to you

A reed which held His final sip

Was gently lifted to his lips

He drank His last and gave His soul to glory

Hallelujah x4


The soldier who had used his sword

To pierce the body of our Lord

Said truly this is Jesus Christ our Savior

He looked with fear upon his sword

Then turned to face his Christ and Lord

Fell to his knees crying Hallelujah

Hallelujah x4


Took from his head the thorny crown

And wrapped him in a linen gown

And laid him down to rest inside the tomb

The holes in his hands, his feet and side

Now in our hearts we know he died

To save us from ourselves oh hallelujah

Hallelujah x4


Three days went by again they came

To move the stone to bless the slain

With oil and spice anointing hallelujah

But as they went to move the stone

They saw that they were not alone

But Jesus Christ has risen Hallelujah

Hallelujah x4

Hallelujah x4



A Priest Stuns Wedding Guests with his amazing version of Hallelujah

We join together here today,

To help two people on their way,

As Leah and Chris start their life together,

And now they’ve reached their special date,

We’ve come to help them celebrate,

And show them how much we ALL love them too, YEAH!

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah


As Leah‘s walking up the aisle,

And Chris looks up and gives a smile,

The love that flows between them fills the church, YEAH!

With Leah’s friends and family at  her side,

She really is the blushing bride,

With love and pride they lead her


Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah


With the priest and the family who lead the prayers,

We say our lines and they say theirs,

I guide them through the ceremony, IN UNION

And in this house of God above,

They join their hands to show their love,

And say those most important words I DO, YEAH!,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah


Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah




 By Cloverton:

I’ve heard about this baby boy

Who’s come to earth to bring us joy

And I just want to sing this song to you

It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth

The minor fall, the major lift

With every breath I’m singing Hallelujah



A couple came to Bethlehem

Expecting child, they searched the inn

To find a place for You were coming soon

There was no room for them to stay

So in a manger filled with hay

God’s only Son was born, oh Hallelujah



The shepherds left their flocks by night

To see this baby wrapped in light

A host of angels led them all to You

It was just as the angels said

You’ll find Him in a manger bed

Immanuel and Savior, Hallelujah



A star shown bright up in the east

To Bethlehem, the wisemen three

Came many miles and journeyed long for You

And to the place at which You were

Their frankincense and gold and myrrh

They gave to You and cried out Hallelujah



I know You came to rescue me

This baby boy would grow to be

A man and one day die for me and you

My sins would drive the nails in You

That rugged cross was my cross, too

Still every breath You drew was Hallelujah



The word, “Hallelujah” is important to me because at the end of a very busy day when the day’s work is finished I always hear the angels sing that in my head.   It’s the song with only the words, “Hallelujah”.  Wish I could find it now.  It means “you are finished go to bed”.

This Hallelujah in the you tube videos means “Happy Easter”.   Thank you for the feeling I have in my heart right now for you.


Genealogy Fan Chart

Genealogy Fan Chart.

Whose side are we on?

Mormonism and the New Age. Who knew there was a religious side to the New World Order? I read this whole page yesterday on this blogspot

New Age Christianity seeping into Christian churches through meditation, contemplative prayer and mysticism invites deceptive spirits.

Many are being deceived.

It is dangerous to put yourself in a neutral state through meditation because it leaves you as open to false spirits, false Christs, as to true ones, and it might be hard to tell the difference. But this one below is definitely a false one: (quoted from the last para of the link)

“ In the early days of the Fillmore West in San Francisco, LSD was often put in punch bowls of kool aid, while attendants to the concerts could help themselves to the punch and “groove” on the music. LSD is very intense mentally. The drug LSD is probably more responsible than any other factor in bringing about the peace and love wave of the late 60’s and early 70s. We know the confusion that resulted from that era. What most people don’t know, is that LSD was developed in United States government labs as part of the MK Ultra program. There is some evidence that the drug LSD was distributed initially by federal agents to a group of “hippies” calling themselves the “Merry Pranksters,” who followed the band the “Grateful Dead” around the country on their tours. I personally, can testify that LSD was handed out at these concerts.”

Mosop and I believe in aliens;  and that people live on other worlds:
These are just some links to things I might want to remember.

Nano is back

Since events from my past have left their mark, I absolutely hate loss. I about go nuts when I lose little things I need, like my tiny little charger for my Linux camera battery. But then when I find it again it gives me such a rush that relief and joy wash over me till I feel like I’m snuggling in a warm micro fiber blanket.

I made a special trip to Lethbridge tonight to find me a new nano. I was relieved when I found on the old sales receipt that the warranty hadn’t expired, so in to Costco I went, hoping they’d exchange it for another one. Costco has succumbed to Best Buy, and no longer carries Apple products. But they showed me on my receipt where the phone number was and said if I would phone, they would guide me through the process.

Over to Best Buy. I was just mad. And the clerk who was helping me was not helping at all. In fact, I found him to be quite annoying. Then after all his looking he sold me the wrong one. At home I dialed the number and a nice man guided me through it, and it worked. My nano is alive again. You have to push the center button AND the menu at the same time to reset it. Tomorrow I’ll return the new generation one that I’m sure would make me mad every time I touched it. And now I’ll turn myself right side out, and get back to thinking about others.


Loss turns me inside out. Are the big ones easier to move through than the little annoying ones? I’ll think about that while snuggling in my blanket tonight. Brain attachments cross over and what is little feels big, and what should be big is unattached. Loss makes a person detach. Finding makes life ah so good.

My nano

My iPod nano just died.  I loved that thing.  I don’t want a new generation nano, but I may be forced as I can’t imagine traveling without one, or being without it in the middle of the night when I need my favorite audio to help me relax and get back to sleep.    I don’t need proof that the scriptures are true.  I just need nano.  As I hear the words and the spirit bears witness all throughout of truth, and fills my soul with peace and hope, I know for absolute certain what I know.  Elder Ballard, you said it right.