I'm Not An Apostate, Really.

Because of work demands, I can't remember the last time I've been able to get to church. This week I lucked out and got Sunday off. I look forward to going.

People at church often ask "K" about my well-being. More than one Bishop over the years has inquired as to the state of my testimony, I've been absent so much. My answer is always the same, of course: I know now more than ever that God Lives, Jesus Christ is Savior and Lord, the Book of Mormon is true, this is God's true church, Joseph Smith and all his successors are Prophets of God, duly called and ordained by the laying on of hands by the Quorum of The Twelve, who hold the keys to God's true Priesthood in this last dispensation.

Often times I feel like The Brother of Jared or the family of Lehi, traveling alone in the wilderness, having no contact with others in the faith, relying only upon the guidance of God in prayer. What I need to do is ask God to help me find work that will allow me the freedom to attend church on Sunday.

There's the rub.

I'm Dreaming Of A White Easter.

It snowed today, April 6th. It wasn't a whole lot, just a few flakes here and there, but flakes nonetheless, and they scattered around all afternoon.

"J" is preparing to take over driving his car, once he gets his license. "K" will start chef school this month, and I'm going to be starting an online degree completion program. I'll get my accounting degree come hell or high water. After school lets out, "J" will be working overtime all summer to save up money for community college in the fall.

I decided to go with an online provider because all the major universities in the area are at least an hour drive or more one way from my house. With work and a family to take care of, a daily commute like that is out of the question. I talked with a person who worked for a hiring firm and he said that online degrees are becoming more and more acceptable these days.