I love being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I joined back in 1964 after a long struggle with faith. I had loved the Savior ever since I could remember, but the church of my youth deserted me as it moved into the intellect movement of the 60's. Without spiritual guidance, I fell away. The Lord distinguished between the words of my mouth and the longing of my heart. He knew that I wanted to believe and so he sent a young woman who told me the story of the Restored Gospel. She bore her testimony of Jesus Christ and promised me that I could know for myself and have my own testimony.

Now forty-six years later I can only thank her from the bottom of my heart for introducing me to the church. Indeed I do have my own testimony. I know that Joseph Smith was a prophet, called to restore Christ's church to the earth. We have a prophet today who leads and guides us. I am so grateful for Latter-day scriptures that bear testimony of Jesus Christ. The Book of Mormon is the Word of God. It stands as another witness of the Savior and it's truths have touched my life in very personal ways.

I hope that my poetry reflects the growth of my testimony and my love for Jesus Christ.

Anticipation

I think phones never ring so much as those last couple of weeks before you give birth and friends and family are all so excited and want to know what is happening.  Isn't it wonderful to just think how much we all love the arrival of each new child?  But it also gets aggravating. You more than anyone wants this baby to come and you get tired of saying "Nothing, yet."
We have no control over time.  And so I wrote the poem "Anticipation".

The second poem is "The Law of Relativity" and was inspired as I watched the clock during the labor process of one of my daughters.  Time is a funny thing.  We watch a really good movie and realize that time has flown by and we hardly noticed. We sit in a dentist's chair having a tooth worked on and a few minutes  seem like a very long time.  Childbirth is also like that dentist experience.  Labor can seem like an eternity.  









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