hard scrabble mormon theology

below i have given some ideas, now some hard scrabble mormon theology....as man now is, God once was, as God now is man may become....God the Father,

Elohim has a body of flesh and bones and from this we surmise ...........1..........godhead, three separate beings.........2 we can be god's of worlds.........3 gods were resurrected..........4.....glories are ours as well as rewards..........5. atonement is real.............6. we look like god................7. god looks like us.................8. families are forever...............9........non one is a putz...............10 application applies to everyone even the putz

some spiritual insights philosophy/provide

he that provides not for his own is worst than an infidel including emotional, scriptural, social, secular, security[the four S'S of some spiritual spector}, educational pursuits..my most serious phase and trial of life i either married or gave birth to...soloman the wise said all is vanity, most of the food we eat defiles the body{ just eat broth and wheat for only pennies a day}, most of the clothing we wear is ill fitting{homespun ghandi loin clothes should be prefered}most housing is too warm or too cold{set furnace to 50 degrees}most transportation is unnecessary[USE A BIKE AND STAY HOME}most of our health concerns just take common sense[ ELIMINATING THE NEED FOR DOCTORS AND DENTISTS...THE MIND and the spirit is the only thing that is not vain...we will take that with us when we go from the earth...fear god and in love keep all his commandments, laws and ordinances and good advice and all else is vanity...seek wisdom instead of the fluff of the world....your caring will wrought miracles and remember when we fear men we are the most vain

SAILOR SUIT

i always wore my sailor suit when i was three years old on to about 6 years old..... when i went to a primary or pre school up past where my cousins tommy and mikey stonebreaker lived, and i wore that sailor's suit where the activity was to make a big white wood duck with an orange eye,it was painted white and all the edges had been sanded by me....it had been sanded very carefully by just me...the primary teacher did arts and crafts every thursday at 3 in the afternoon with me mikey stonebreaker, tommy stonebreaker, billy anderson, and carly framption whose father was killed in a mining accident...i remember the most important part of the event,1. getting stares at my sailor suit and 2. actually putting the orange eye on the white duck....i think i made it to be a lawn decoration, but i never remember my mom putting it out on the lawn...she might have been keeping it safe inside because her cute and darling little sailor boy made it for her....go figure..i never wanted to wear it but she said it would make my navy dad proud...she was one of the girls i mentioned before that was always kissing me all the time, me scrawled all up, winching....bob wit aren't you ever going to correct me on that spelling of winching...have been patienly waiting?

great fire of 1949

i ignored my sister pretty much[she was two ears younger than me], but i latched on to this kid 2 houses down on sixth street...his name was gary[EVIL ONE] chard...we ended up wit a lot of charred wood....we were always playing with matches...i was onlt seven years old butnevertheless was responsible for the great fire of 1949 even though gary{the evil one] chard actually set the fire ....regarding m taylor's fence, we burnt it completely down and we had to put up with all the tooele firemen asking all these questions, all i could do was cry but garay the evil had this big smile on his face somewhat like my boy daniel's big wide smile....well in the end i pretty much got pretty well known as the hero in only mrs. taylor's eyes and gary was the devil hisself, but only in mrs. taylor's eyes, but that was ok because it was her FENCE.....dorothy serle was my tap dancing teacher and i took that class wit gary {theDEVIL] chard...he would kiss all the girls and then run, but i was too shy and winched whenever a girl kissed me

dad

he lived in a 1 room shack with a washtub in one corner, where four boys would get a scrub once a week, a coal stove in another corner for cooking and heating in the cold utar winters, and the bed for four boys and a dad in the middle....he was rasied without benefit of a mother and his sister who had polio who lived with her aunt mary logy....they took their washing up every friday night pulling a red wagon for one and a half blocks...aunt mary had a house next to the local movie house{she was known by everyone as MOLLY].... my dad worked cleaning the local movie house for a nickel and free movies, which was the only money he ever got and he usually spent the nickel on a candy bar, so you see the movie house got all their money back from him....i wanted to be a leader for him, because i thought he deserved better, and my leadership would get it for him, so i earned my eagle, silver beaver, went on an lds church mission, .....but when god choze his valient ones in the pre existance to be his leaders, i was obvoiously not chozen because my leadership turned out to be followership not ever becomming a high councilman, bishop, supervisor, town leader etc etc etc

typist

jim i was a company clerk typist at fort ord in the armay with my national guard unit....after 8 weeks of arduous training, crawling under barbed wire with machine gun fire going over my head, and doing kp on my birthday because i had such a loverly top seargent, i typed orders for all 23 of my grunts to viet nam, and i i know the army had intentions of them going to the fron't because on the order i typed in place of destination, combat front....it killed me everytime i typed the name and combat front...i did not type that for me....i did type up my own orders which said as destination hdq combat engineer howitzer battery tooele utah, back to my unit....i just know some of those gruntsaaaaaaaaaaaa[ a grunt is a very close friend and comrad who you treat like a brother, and you are treated back like a brother} were in combat medina, which had a mortality rate of 75%...i am almost a pacifist now when it comes to these latest wars...god bless to my friends, because you do become friends when you eat, sleep, play, work and train with men for 16 weeks, 8 training and 8 advanced training...and to those like tubby curtis and john austin who did come home and start a family and raise kids, god bless to you too

TODAY

just had to say this and it won't get me into trouble...TODAY IS A PERFECT DAY