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MikeAugust 1, 2014
Great article! I agree with Jenn in that consecrating our lives is what it's all about. "The mind maketh a heaven or a hell..." I choose heaven and whistling while I work. Thanks again!
JennJuly 31, 2014
To the Author- wonderful article about helping keep your nose in the right place and doing all we should to better our lives and the people around us. To Alicia- I don't recall hearing anything about a Three Hour Block as a limit to what we give to the Lord while we serve Him and his sheep. We actually hear the very opposite in the temple. Changing attitudes about the love of serving the Lord would be considered magnifying oyur calling, I don't see it as a church issue but a personal issue.
AliciaJuly 24, 2014
What isn't mentioned here is the systemic church issue of TOO MUCH. Let's see, I have visiting teaching, YW presidency meetings, mutual meetings, stake leadership meetings, temple trips with the youth. temple trips with the ward, YW camp, New Beginnings, ward socials, getting my boys to camp, hosting MY visiting teachers for their visit, scripture study, FHE, and on and on. It's easy to write "Not my circus, not my monkeys" (and I love it, haha), but whatever happened to the "Three Hour Block"? We are asked to magnify our callings, and we are held accountable for doing so. But being a good member is frankly more stressful than it should be.
Leo ClearJuly 24, 2014
Lots of years ago I was a Priest Quorum Adviser. We were to put on a dinner for the mothers of the ward. At the appointed event date it all started to fall apart. We 'saved the day' and learned the lesson that sometimes failure is necessary for those who participate to succeed. It was a lesson learned for all! Good Article.
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