A Tender Mercy

Today, I ran into a guy from my Genetics Lab (about 25 minutes before I was to take my lab final) and he says to me, "Are you ready to Ace this?!" I said, "No, I haven't even studied. It has been a rough couple of days." He says to me, "Have a seat. I'll prepare you to Ace it!"

Needless to say I don't think I aced the final, but the 20 minute review session really helped me. I feel I did pretty well on it and probably good enough to keep an "A" in lab.

I feel very blessed and that the Lord is mindful of me. I really hadn't felt like studying, but I was going to try to do so. The help from my friend was a real blessing to me. I am very grateful that he helped me to review everything before the final today because had I been left to myself I am afraid it would not have gone nearly as well.

The Plan of Salvation

"I'm grateful for the great plan of salvation our Father in Heaven has provided for us. It is a plan of great fairness and a plan of great love."

-M. Russel Ballard
October 1987 Ensign

The Latest Craft Attempted by Kim

Miner's Delight, WY

Everything Will be Okay....

"Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay now than it's not the end."

A Great Story Found in my Family's History

Today I was talking to my mom and she told me about my Great, Great, Great grandfather Isaac Burres Hatch. She thought he had been a horse thief and that he had been shot and killed by one of Brigham Young's body guards. I was interested in reading more about my great, great, great, grandfather so I googled him.
I found that my Great, Great, Great grandfather Isaac Burres Hatch wasn't a horse thief, but that he was shot in the back and killed by a supposed friend of Brigham Young's, Bill Hickman. The histories say my great, great, great grandfather had some dealings with Hickman and that he was aware that Hickman had a pair of nice horses that did not belong to him. It was supposed that Isaac Hatch knew too much of Hickman's dealings and would not be a part of them.
Hickman had invited my grandfather to ride into Salt Lake with him. At one point they had to ride single file along a creek. My great, great, great grandfather had gone ahead of Hickman and just as my grandfather's horse came up out of the water a shot rang out. Hickman called to my grandfather, asking him if he had been shot. Isaac turned around to see smoke coming from Hickman's gun. Hickman took Isaac home and told the family he had been shot by a stray bullet. Hickman visited my grandfather every day until the day he died. My great, great, great, grandfather lived for about three weeks after receiving a bullet to his back. When my grandfather regained consciousness, he told everyone Hickman had shot him.
Hickman was an outlaw who claimed he had been given orders from Brigham Young to shoot Isaac Burres Hatch. Bill Hickman shot and killed five men, and never denied killing any of them. My great, great, great grandfather was one of those men.

Now's the Time to Enjoy the Changing of the Leaves; Fall is Here!!!

Quilt

My finished quilt won a ribbon at the Idaho State Fair this last weekend!

"They tried to make me surrender, but I wouldn't! They made my horse surrender though and now he's pulling a cart out in Kansas."

"Believe in yourself. Believe in your capacity to do great and good things. Believe that no mountain is so high that you cannot climb it. Believe that no storm is so great that you cannot weather it. You are not destined to be a scrub. You are a child of God, of infinite capacity."

-Gordon B. Hinckley