We are ancestors to coming generations.

Just got done with my DUP lesson. It's all about the pioneers and Brigham Young's party that came first to the Valley of the Great Salt Lake. I believe Lee's ancestor Charles Barney was among that first group entering the valley which was made up of mostly men. Their job was to forge the trail and prepare things for those who would follow.

I went and checked that out and it wasn't Charles, it was his son, Lee's ancestor's brother. That just reminded how important it is to write it down and then verify what you have written.

I really liked this lesson because it shows how important it is that we remember that we are preparing the way for those who follow us and what we do now affects the generations who are coming, either for good or for evil. How grateful I am for those who stayed true and held tight to the Iron Rod. And for those who stumbled and left the path, how grateful I am for a merciful God who sought after them to bring them back to save the coming generations.

SILENCE IS BETTER THAN WORDS WITHOUT CHARITY.

I love that. It reminds me of the words of James, "For in many things we offend all. If any man offend not in word, the same is a perfect man, and able also to bridle the whole body." (James 3:2)

Shellie Huish shared that with us as one of her father's favorite sayings and how she wishes she had been better at teaching that to her children.

I have thought about it a lot and have decided it isn't necessary to tell our husbands every little thing that irks us. I have tried through the years to swallow a lot of negative thoughts. When I couldn't I may have slammed a few doors and stomped around a bit but I found it became unimportant after I had calmed down and moved on.

Building requires positive words.

Honestly, I feel like I'm stuck in 1976 where I took great pride in knowing how to use the really cool slide rule I got for chemistry, I knew how to take short hand, and the class of "76" ruled. I went off to college and poof, suddenly high school looked really lame. Who cared that we graduated 200 years after our country was founded. Who cared I could do shorthand. That never got me any jobs. And who cared I had that really neat slide rule and could use it?

About this time they began to use word processors and I mentally ran screaming from the room. They developed really expensive calculators one had to have for class. And now I was going to graduate sometime in the 80's and who really cared what year that was.

As for all this new technology, want to see the blue screen of death? I can do that. Want to lose all your data? I can do that. Want to have the slowest site in town? I can do that. Want to know what I think of technology? I just want it to read my mind or listen to my voice and translate what I'm saying into computer speak and just do what I want done. But no, I have to read directions and then when that's not making sense asking my son for guidance.

And I want to blog?

I actually am liking the new I-pad. I finally am using the I-touch for a few things. And I am learning to blog.

Hmmm. I kind of think I'd better get on this horse and ride it soon or I"ll never be able to communicate with the up and coming generation of grandchildren let alone, daughter-in-laws.