We had a fantastic Stake conference today. It was one of those where the general authorities broadcast from Salt Lake to 68 stakes in northern California including the Rocklin stake where we live.

Both Kathy and I came away with an answer to a question that we have had for a long time. That was whether we should plan on staying in California now and after I retire. We both felt strongly that we were being counseled to remain where we are and continue to serve the Lord in our area.

Even with recent economic difficulties that have impacted all of our family, we feel that the Lord has blessings in store for those who will stand on his side and do his will. As you know we were very active in the prop 8 campaign last year to protect marriage. that was a very different experience and in some way very challenging to Kathy and I. Going to people doors and asking them about their views on the topic was both scary and exhilarating. Standing the on the Raley's corner holding sign and waving to cars as they go by was also a mix of good and bad exeriences.

We will go on a mission when it is time, but we feel like we are in the right place now. It is sure nice to have a confirmation from the Lord with questions such as this.

Our faith in the Lord has been strengthened and continues to go as we see his hand in our lives and the lives or our children and grandchildren.

I was looking at LDS.org this afternoon and found a wonderful link that I had not see before. You will find it full of good instruction as well:
http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=97ca813d71189110VgnVCM1000003a94610aRCRD&locale=0

I was trying to get Kathy to add to the blog, but was unsuccessful. We have been busy as of late with the holidays and new year.

I was thinking about my dad today and thought that I would add to the blog a silly little poem that he used to say all the time. Here goes.

What a funny little bird a frog are,
don't got no tail most hardly,
when him hops, him jumps,
when him jumps, him hops,
don't it awful.....

His other famous phrase when he was upset at us was:
Do you want me to kick your pants?
We knew what he meant, and that straightened us up.
I made the mistake of suggesting that I let him kick my pants after I took them off once and regretted it later.

I was a very fast runner when I was about 10 years old. I however learned that dad was faster once when I tried to get away from him when I had done something wrong.

Well enough reminiscing about my dad. Sure miss him sometimes.