I am amazed the things that you do when you are bored… Recently a roommate bought some goldfish he saw at Wal-Mart for 25 cents, we recently went to the DI to find a fish bowl for them since the mason jar they were living in seemed like it was getting a little dirty. since Wal-mart was accross the street we returned to the fish section to get some pebbles to place in the bottom of the bowl… well i gave into peer pressure and picked up three friends for myself…. One has been named already but the other two still need names… i am leaving up to you guys to give them names….
this is Ginger… since he has a red head….
Fish #1: this fish likes to swim around the no skinny dipping sign and stare off into the distance probably dreaming about life in a better fish bowl…
Fish #2; this fish likes to beat up on the stupid shrimp that my roommate bought… other than that he is a pretty normal fish….
now talking about the shrimp these things are called ghost shrimp and one of them ate the fish food and you could see the food inside the shrimp… all the way til it exits the shrimp… pretty gross if you ask me….
Well leave a comment and tell me what you think i should name the other two fish…. make sure you say which fish you are naming….
I was on my way, not knowing what I was doing. I was just moving along with the motions, going and going because that is what I was supposed to be doing. I was on my way to school, starting a new chapter in my life. I was at the airport waiting for my plane. The airport was full of unique and different people, all who seemed busy, worrying or running around trying to figure out where they were going.
As I sat there I heard a young voice with a strange accent. “Mom I need to go to the loo” the young girl said. I thought to myself what a strange word; I wonder where the word loo comes from. Just as I began to write down a reminder to look up that word I saw a lady get up, cautiously, looking around as if she is was checking to see if anyone was watching. I later saw her standing alone in a corner devouring a cheeseburger as if she hadn't eaten in months. I started to wonder her story or what she was going through to make her eat like that. Do we all go through things in our lives that make us do things without thinking? Do we just go through our lives not realizing that people see us, seeing who we are or what we are becoming?
Then three letters catch my ear, “B-Y-U,” and I stop and listen for a bit. It came from behind me, it sounded like a young man. He was talking about buying a BYU sweatshirt for some girl. He must be Mormon, who else would be talking about a Mormon school, or by that fact buying a BYU sweatshirt for someone? I wondered if he was going to BYU Idaho or BYU Provo. Then I realized that I was waiting for a flight to Utah, and there were bound to be Mormons on the flight. What are the odds that I would be the only Mormon on a flight to Utah?
Just then a young family walked in and sat down. They seemed to be different than anyone else I had seen in the airport that day. As they got settled the father left for a while, and while he was gone the mother sat and played with her two kids. They were very happy, and I could tell that they had something different than everyone else. The father came back and he was carrying McDonalds, the children started to cheer. As they sat and ate there was a peace about them that made them stand out from the rest of the people sitting in the terminal. The way they acted and how they treated each other made me smile, and reminded me of fun times with my family when I was younger. I couldn’t put my finger on it. What made them seem so different? As I sat there trying to figure it out I saw some things that led me to believe they were members of the church. I realized they seemed to be different because they were different. They showed me they not only knew the church was a blessing in their lives but when you know that fact, you glow in a way that allows others to see that you know something special. I wondered if they knew that they seemed to have a glow about them. When Jesus walked on the earth people knew who he was, and they knew he was a healer, and that he was the Son of God. He was sent to earth to show men how they can return to live with God again.
As I boarded the plane I wondered if I exhibited that same thing the family showed. A feeling seemed to overwhelm me with the desire to tell the world that I know that Christ died for me. I saw my seat next to the window; in the seat next to mine there was a man who seemed to have a lot on his mind. As we took off I tried not to look out the window thinking I would get sick, remembering times that I had flown before. As I sat in my seat, I wondered if I should start a conversation with the guy next to me. Not knowing who he was I was a little scared, and hesitant to randomly start a conversation with someone I didn’t know. Just as I was about to ask him where he was from, the girl in the next aisle over asked him a question. “So why are you headed to Salt Lake City?” she asked. He said he really liked Salt Lake City and that with his job he was constantly flying. They eventually start talking about religion, she said she was a Christian pastor and had been going around talking about her beliefs. They started talking about Mormonism, since they were flying to Utah, and he mentioned that he was a Mormon. I would have never guessed. He didn’t seem to radiate the same thing as the family I saw in the terminal.
I pretended to listen to my iPod as I leaned on the seat in front of me, secretly listening to their conversation. She asked him what he thought about sin, and what the church's view was on it. He said that sin distances ourselves from God and that when we sin we cannot be guided by the Holy Ghost. I thought to myself, “That was a good answer.” I wondered if the girl was trying to convert the man, or try and make him doubt what he believed. How many times have we gone through an experience or met someone that really made us think, “What am I doing?” “Is what I believe really true?” They continued talking about various aspects of the Mormon religion, and he started to answer some of the questions with things that I had never heard of. I wondered if I should jump in and help him. But somehow the conversation ends, and after a long silence I started to talk to him, I asked him if I heard he correctly if he was LDS. He smiled and said, "I am Mormon." He asked “What about you?” I said I was LDS. He then started to ask me questions about prophets and about the apostasy. I responded with the typical Mormon missionary answers. The conversation ended, and he apologized for interrogating me and I got the feeling that he wasn't actually a member. The questions he asked made me think that he was trying to contradict my beliefs. I wondered if he actually knew, or if he only thought he knew that the church was true. Maybe he was just someone who was confused in what he believed. I then saw him pull out one of those electronic books. I saw books from our church but also other books, some which, just talked badly about the church.
I turned away and looked out the window, the view was amazing. In the night sky I could see city lights all over the place, like separate little colonies of civilization.
As I start this new chapter in my life I look forward to being with others who "KNOW" who are on the right course headed in the right direction. I look forward to being with people that will lift me up not tear me down; who will help me show others that I indeed do “KNOW”. As we landed I saw out the window a temple. I don’t know which one it was, but the sight of it seemed to comfort me. That plane ride changed my life; it changed how I viewed other people. It showed me that I really did have a good life, and that I had a testimony of the church. I was able to see both sides of the spectrum, and see how our choices really do affect how our light is dimmed by the wrong choices we make and is illuminated by the good choices we choose. It gave me the desire to stay close to the church and to make sure that I am able to show to people, by my actions and how I am around other people, that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is the true church on the earth today, and if we stay close to the church we will lead happier and more successful lives.
