No teeth

Last night (June 29, 2015)I had so much fun making funny faces at Lena just to see a genuine suprise. She was clearly disturbed that I could appear instantly so ugly and different. Admittedly, it was funny. She started it, by making faces at me and the two younger kids, so I felt compelled to out do her. I simply removed my teeth and smiled. I do not recall her instant comment, but it was something to the effect of "wow, I knew you could be strange looking, but that is frightening."

Today

I am going to the temple today, with John and Brandy. I realized something I wanted to document.

Oh, just thought of another first. I used to wonder so much about how Nephi is constantly apologizing for mistakes. I understand it, with the huge number of editorial mistakes I make, but, I have tried so hard to figure out what he was referring to and it just struck me! The Book of Mormon was translated not by a scholar, but by God, so when I read English words they are the ones given Joseph Smith post edit from their crude form that was etched in an ore. No wonder I do not see any mistakes.

Ok, now my real reason for writing. It has been bothering me, and I say that much less dramatic than it was felt to me. Ok, I was thinking about how ideal my life and choices seemed and how I wish I could go back to that. I was certain of things that I want to be certain of. Another friend mentioned superstition, and I sort of was to trust the things I did. But, wasn't I happy. Yes, so I say Ignorance is bliss, and I am quoting someone wiser who said it first. Well, actually, the only reason I am not as happy (if happy is the goal) is because I stopped believing the things I did, but I could believe them still and I would be happy in my misery, because everything actually makes sense when I apply my superstitions to what happened and does happen and I for some reason believe they would happen as I hope, although, it is supposed to make you happier to accept whatever they call truth opposed to delusion or superstition. But, I have not figured out what anyone can actually know yet.

I find the same thing across the board, if I find a starting point it is easy to build on truth and truth begets truth but, for that reason. I have found that believing truth builds a working structure, and it makes me happy. It makes me think lastly of a thing, I heard someone say, that it is as reasonable to believe or doubt, but I choose to believe.

But, maybe is it comparing a sprint to a distance run, the tortise doesn't have a chance in the sprint but in the long run, the short term looser might win.