You know on fast Sunday when the person sitting next to you starts digging in your ribs so you will get up and bare your testimony? Well April has been bugging me about our recent Lake Powell excersion so here we go. April dearest this is for you. 3 things I LOVED about the Lake.
NUMERO UNO- Lake powell is a time to EXPERIENCE NEW THINGS. Like finding it ridiculous to name a bracelet with a turtle on it Nick. Nick is not a bad name but i came up with names i think are a bit more suiting; For Brice-Nick, Branson-Headbutt, Abi-Tanny (short for Tanline), Ruby-Oowie or Whine, Lulu-Intense, Taylor-Knothead, Ali-Cat-Chester, and for the Tiny-Sleep.
NUMERO DOS- As all of you peeps know on Sundays we have TESTIMONY meeting up on the deck. Cody and the Berk were in charge all of our talks came from the last General Conference. It never ceases to amaze me that the talks we get are pertinent to our lives. ex. My talk was on Patience.
NUMERO TRES- A chance to OVERCOME FEAR. I'm not one to talk about my faults, however; Darrin and Pat were going cliff jumping. As some of you know i'm a bit skiddish around 5 foot ladders let alone 30 foot rocks jutting out over dark water which could conceal rocks... or other things which could end my life. For those of you who don't know this let me shed some light on the subect. Darrin and Pat found this cliff earlier on in the week they climbed up and Darrin immediately bailed off into free falling space without a second glance. Pat however, was not so keen to bail. Pat and i share this fear of heights and Darrin saw Pat back away from the cliff and made Pat give him his word that he would jump off when they came back. The phrase misery loves company is coming to my mind. Because later that night Pat discovered that i to was squeamish around heights and conned me into jumping also.