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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2011 15:57:24 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>In All Things, Seeing Progress</title><description>A Look at the Current Mind of Travis David Standley</description><link>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/InAllThingsSeeingProgress" /><feedburner:info uri="inallthingsseeingprogress" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-650236847154355605</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2011 20:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-23T14:14:32.776-06:00</atom:updated><title>In Praise of Books</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Q1ps4GUQryk/TXu0ZTmDrDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/G-RX1YwO65k/s1600/BookStack.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Q1ps4GUQryk/TXu0ZTmDrDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/G-RX1YwO65k/s320/BookStack.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  "Except a living man there is nothing more wonderful than a book! A  message from the dead - from human souls we never saw, who lived,  perhaps, thousands of miles away. And yet these, in those little sheets  of paper, speak to us, arouse us, terrify us, comfort us, open their  hearts to us as brothers." --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Charles Kingsley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The numbers are down. We just don't read anymore. A 2007 AP poll indicated that 1 in 4 adults read zero books last year. Zero books in 12 months! Is it becoming a lost art--an activity for the dusty and aged?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As a backdrop, books are a rich part of our history. Our founding great, John Adams, of a meager upbringing, attended Harvard. It was here that he "discovered books and read forever." In echo, Thomas Jefferson said, "I cannot live without books."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This post is written in praise of books. There are many posts out there of similar tribute. The following are a few ways that reading has benefited my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Discovery&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In abstract terms, reading is a pathway to seeing new patterns of thought, new ideas, and new understanding. There have been countless times that thoughts or feelings that I have lacked ability to express have been articulated by someone else. I simply had to read it. This, in turn, creates a certain kinship with the hand who penned the thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Discovery comes when we uncover knowledge and thought that was previously unseen on the surface. A well-written book of any kind is more than storyline or a repeated stream of information; rather, it is a display of principle, a view of ethics and values. What we read fiction or otherwise, leaves impressions on us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As we continue reading we will continue making connections. These connections can happen in different forms:&amp;nbsp; (1) Text to self when we connect what we read with our own life experiences, (2) Text to text when we connect what we are currently reading with what we've already read and, (3) Text to world when we connect what we read to trends in the world around us. Especially as we seek truth, there is great joy in making connections in what we read with what we know and what we now better understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This I believe: Our reading should not only allow us to absorb the thoughts of others but create new thought within ourselves.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Mental Fulfillment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'll be honest, books can be daunting--especially the ones that contain over an inch of thickness. Finishing a book is a victory for me. Mentally traveling through the pages of a book from start to finish is very healthy. Our minds need use, continued lubricant, and maintenance. Reading is an integral part of keeping the cog wheels turning. If we don't read and write we end up letting TV and media fill the gap. This results in a lot of empty calories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This I believe: Reading will keep a mind sharp into the realms of old age.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Fueled Creativity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've always had this feeling that no one has a monopoly on ideas and thought. It's definitely an even playing field. What cannot be duplicated, however, is the unique nature of the ideas that stem from each and every mind. I have my creative angle and you have yours. Reading allows us to fuel our own mind with a sharper sense of what we believe in and what we are passionate about. Asking questions about what we read can lead to new thoughts and new answers. We can be inspired by a character in literature; we can be lifted by a principle for effective living; we can be added upon in what we already know and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Reading is a catalyst for better observation and clear and productive thinking. As we read, we obtain; as we obtain, we create!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This I believe: Reading fuels creativity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; We are What We Read&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In the end, we read what we are drawn to as we are drawn to what we read. Choose wisely from the great minds what you want to obtain and what you want to become. We become what we allow into our minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This I believe: We become what we read. Choose wisely!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-650236847154355605?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/KlXgqe6Anpc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/KlXgqe6Anpc/in-praise-of-books.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Q1ps4GUQryk/TXu0ZTmDrDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/G-RX1YwO65k/s72-c/BookStack.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-praise-of-books.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-6734537738885853711</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2011 21:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-18T14:21:19.801-07:00</atom:updated><title>Being Content</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nk9en70oU7g/TV7bdke5CUI/AAAAAAAAAI4/dP7qI-y43Mk/s1600/leafdrop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nk9en70oU7g/TV7bdke5CUI/AAAAAAAAAI4/dP7qI-y43Mk/s320/leafdrop.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Plan, Simplify, Be Strong"&lt;/i&gt; --Danel W. Bachman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The world we live in is a noisy place. If we are not careful it will lead to a noisy life. Amidst the daily impulses and itches the challenge lies in maintaining our own calmness and contentment. I do not wish to deeply delve into definition here; I simply raise up a reminder of the power of simplicity in our lives. Sometimes we get so uncomfortable in silence. Other times we see no color in the mundane. Perhaps we lose all the flavor of one day because we wonder what tomorrow is going to bring. The question should not be "What's in it for me?" Rather, we should ask: "What can I offer tomorrow?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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There is great wonder in simple accomplishments. If we can conquer the daily doings with enjoyment then we have taken another step toward contentment. The more steps we take toward loving our lives the less we will move toward the noise that redundantly tries to take us away from ourselves. The noise directs us to be shiny and up-to-date; calmness directs us toward sincerity and good nature--a real sense of who we are.&lt;br /&gt;
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The pinnacle of contentment will bring us to be a greater friend of what is really true and good in life; it allows us to be a light to others instead of a judge. Contentment allows us to go to bed at night knowing that we made today a victory and not an empty yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-6734537738885853711?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/VWzDPP7Bbcc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/VWzDPP7Bbcc/being-content.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nk9en70oU7g/TV7bdke5CUI/AAAAAAAAAI4/dP7qI-y43Mk/s72-c/leafdrop.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2011/02/being-content.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-8095836000275780404</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Dec 2010 17:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-28T10:16:13.919-07:00</atom:updated><title>It's About Time...</title><description>&lt;style&gt;
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&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TRoTFYlOU7I/AAAAAAAAAIY/k3Bhq5dguTI/s1600/spiral-clock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TRoTFYlOU7I/AAAAAAAAAIY/k3Bhq5dguTI/s200/spiral-clock.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you." --Carl Sandburg, US Biographer and Poet (1878-1967)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Time is a constant in our lives. The minutes and hours pass before us and can never be returned or regained. Much wisdom has been offered about the asset of time that we often take for granted. Consider the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;The great dividing line between success and failure can be expressed in five words: “I did not have time.” --Franklin Field&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Time is what we want most, but what we use worst." --William Penn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"&lt;em&gt;Dost thou love life? Then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of." --Benjamin Franklin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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"&lt;i&gt;One thing you can't recycle is wasted time" --Unknown &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We all like to have fun and seek a good time. There is nothing inherently wrong with this. Problems occur when we place the pursuit of temporary pleasures before those things that bring lasting fulfillment. Yes, opportunity comes to those who use and invest time rather than race with it. Yes, it requires hard work, service, and sacrifice. Yes, the results are real. If we do things just for fun we will stay everlastingly bored. Rather, we should have fun at what we do and be the pilot of all the time that flies ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-8095836000275780404?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/JnDDx8Whrzs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/JnDDx8Whrzs/its-about-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TRoTFYlOU7I/AAAAAAAAAIY/k3Bhq5dguTI/s72-c/spiral-clock.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-about-time.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-7126010964641165297</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Dec 2010 20:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-04T13:18:24.270-07:00</atom:updated><title>Social Media and Your Job</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TPqgHnnq3lI/AAAAAAAAAII/HKvSwWw-Ujg/s1600/GlobalInfo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TPqgHnnq3lI/AAAAAAAAAII/HKvSwWw-Ujg/s320/GlobalInfo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;i&gt;"By the work one knows the workmen."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;
&lt;dd class="author" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--Jean De La Fontaine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="author" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="author" style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The following was written for a policy letter assignment for my Persuasion class this semester. Let me know what you think! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is clearly known that we are in the information age. It is an age that continues to move forward at full-throttle speed! We live in a time when we can perform comprehensive research in seconds at the same time that we can read our friend’s “tweet” about what he had for breakfast. Social media is a mainstay in our interaction and in our presentation of self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is my purpose to discuss the relationship between our social media interactions and our jobs and networking. Social media is now a widely used tool in recruiting talent and obtaining viable job candidates. &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;According to a recent Jobvite Social Recruiting Survey, the following information was collected:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;73% of respondents currently use      online social networks or social media sites to support their recruiting      efforts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;92% of respondents hiring in 2010      currently use or plan to recruit via social networks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;78% of respondents use LinkedIn      for recruiting; 55% use Facebook (up 15% since over 2009); and 45% use      Twitter (up 32% over 2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;One-third of respondents always      check out candidates’ social media profiles when screening them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;58% of respondents have      successfully hired candidates through social networking websites. &lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;To put this in simpler terms, this means that most of the people that are looking to hire you are also looking at your Facebook, LinkedIn, and Twitter accounts. Over half of the companies surveyed have found people to work for them online. These numbers continue to increase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Let us examine, then, our social network activity. What are we posting and what does it declare about us and those we represent? This examination should cause us to ask a few simple questions about how we are presenting ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Are there posts or comments on my profile that are derogatory toward my current employer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Are there pictures or posts on my profile that would look unappealing to a future employer or recruiter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Am I respectful and honest in the things I post?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Asking these questions of ourselves—and others similar to it—is now a necessity in our online social life. Have you ever typed your name into Google? Try it and see what you can find. Whether we like it or not, what we post on a profile becomes public information. Indeed, it is the World Wide Web. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Consider the Vancouver bus driver who was fired for the blog he was publishing. It began in his training as a new driver when he made daily entries about transit and bus operations. Eventually his readership expanded. The posts continued into comments about his company’s reaction during local snowstorm problems. These comments were deemed critical towards the bus company and this driver was contacted and terminated just hours later. &lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What about the schoolteacher whose job was placed in jeopardy for the display of a photo of her drinking alcohol that was posted on her Facebook page? It turns out this photo was taken during a European vacation. The teacher claimed, “&lt;span&gt;I visited the Guinness Brewery, I went to Italy and had wine. I went to the Temple Bar District of Dublin and drank some alcohol there like any normal adult would.” The school district didn’t agree and the teacher was forced to resign. &lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Disregarding if these examples are fair or not, the fact stands that these examples actually took place. With virtually no employment law and policy in place regarding the use of social media by management it needs to be our prerogative to be watchful of how we present ourselves. If we talk about work on our Facebook page or blog about our personal views of our unruly boss, we are doing so as an agent of that company. This material may or may not be used against us. We are what we post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Our online social persona can transform into either a friend or a foe. Let us focus on the fact that outside of the pitfalls of social media and employment, our profiles and posts can become an effective asset—an extension of our current resume. Here, we can display our involvement in community ventures, our knowledge and understanding of cutting-edge technology in our field, and a portfolio that exhibits workable skills and abilities. What recruiter would want to miss out on this? Yes, we are what we post. Post wisely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext; border-style: none none solid; border-width: medium medium 1pt; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;"&gt;  &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Footnotes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 9pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 9pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Fordyce Letter, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 9pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Social Media + Legal Reality &amp;amp; Perspective = Caution for Recruiters”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fordyceletter.com/2010/09/23/social-media-legal-reality-perspective-caution-for-recruiters/"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.fordyceletter.com/2010/09/23/social-media-legal-reality-perspective-caution-for-recruiters/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Vancouver Bus Driver Fired Over Blog”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metronews.ca/vancouver/Local/article/180182"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.metronews.ca/vancouver/Local/article/180182&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Ashley Payne, Former Teacher Fired for Facebook Pictures”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nowpublic.com/strange/ashley-payne-former-teacher-fired-facebook-pictures-2515440.html"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.nowpublic.com/strange/ashley-payne-former-teacher-fired-facebook-pictures-2515440.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-7126010964641165297?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/I5yAtjRTFGY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/I5yAtjRTFGY/social-media-and-your-job.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TPqgHnnq3lI/AAAAAAAAAII/HKvSwWw-Ujg/s72-c/GlobalInfo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/12/social-media-and-your-job.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-8204570277443694596</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Nov 2010 20:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-25T13:07:32.908-07:00</atom:updated><title>Gratitude: The Lens Cleaner of Life</title><description>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"That ye contend no more against the Holy Ghost, but that ye receive it,  and take upon you the name of Christ; that ye humble yourselves even to  the dust, and worship God, in whatsoever place ye may be in, in spirit  and in truth; and that ye &lt;u&gt;live in &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;daily&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; for the many mercies and blessings which he doth bestow upon you." --Alma 34:38&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TO7BlFp8LDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/fqUV_cpuvJI/s1600/Monson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TO7BlFp8LDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/fqUV_cpuvJI/s1600/Monson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;As I stated in last year's Thanksgiving day post, &lt;i&gt;gratitude is the lens cleaner of life&lt;/i&gt;; it helps us see past the spots. It takes effort to remain always grateful but it is a work worth engaging in. Happy Thankgiving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I leave you with some words of the living prophet:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"We can lift ourselves and others as well when we refuse to remain in the  realm of negative thought and cultivate within our hearts an attitude  of gratitude. If ingratitude be numbered among the serious sins, then  gratitude takes its place among the noblest of virtues. Someone has said  that “gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of  all others”&amp;nbsp; (Oct. 2010, General Conference).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-8204570277443694596?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/sDq8SFI0Q-M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/sDq8SFI0Q-M/gratitude-lens-cleaner-of-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TO7BlFp8LDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/fqUV_cpuvJI/s72-c/Monson.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/11/gratitude-lens-cleaner-of-life.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-8163933879071196104</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2010 22:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-11T16:25:09.063-06:00</atom:updated><title>It's Columbus Day...</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TLODA4TMy7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/IePWvmsuR6M/s1600/Columbus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TLODA4TMy7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/IePWvmsuR6M/s200/Columbus.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“That men do not learn very much from the lessons of history is the most important of all the lessons that history has to teach”--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Aldous Huxley, English Novelist and Critic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Today is the second Monday in October. Annually, this constitutes the observation of Columbus day. We remember him. Christopher Columbus. In grade school we probably learned about his voyage ships: Nina, Pinta, and Santa Maria. We probably understood in fourth grade that he discovered America. Most likely, we learned of his voyage and have since forgotten. For me, this history has been archived in dusty corners of my mind and can be simply summed up with the familiar rhyme:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"In fourteen hundred and ninety two, Columbus sailed the ocean blue."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Yet, if we grasp onto the spade of curiosity and hollow out a bit of historical excavation there is more to be had. A little "Google-ing" lead me to a few facts about Columbus previously unknown. We should be aware that Columbus really wasn't the first explorer to navigate to "the Americas." He was preceded by the Vikings, led by Leif Ericson, who built a temporary settlement there 500 years previous. So, why do we remember Mr. Columbus?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Columbus' voyage and discovery came at a time of economic competition between nations and kingdoms when each were developing viable trade routes. In short, Columbus and his voyages had a spreading effect that created European awareness of the American continents in the west. Second, he stayed in contact. Historian, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Columbus#cite_note-dugard-63"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Martin Dugard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, writes, "Columbus' claim to fame isn't that he got there first, it's that he stayed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Here are a few other facts of interest:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;1. The Europeans showed little interest at the time of Columbus' discoveries in the west.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;2. Columbus did not believe in the flat earth. The round shape of the earth had already been known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;3. Columbus was highly venerated in America dating back to Colonial times with America often being called Columbia (beginning in 1738), Columbia being the capital city of both Ohio and South Carolina, a river named Columbia, and the federal capital named The District of Columbia in the latter end of the 18th century. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;So, it is Columbus day and here is the bottom line: the men and women of history probably didn't know they were making history in their present time. They simply lived their lives and pursued their daily doings. Second, the meaningless moments of today could become the priceless memories of yesterday. The great things of history often go unrecognized by those nearest to them. We never know until we take a look!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Happy Columbus Day!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-8163933879071196104?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/tmXkcJcWu9o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/tmXkcJcWu9o/its-columbus-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TLODA4TMy7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/IePWvmsuR6M/s72-c/Columbus.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-columbus-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-9172566805885709471</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Oct 2010 18:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-08T12:16:01.524-06:00</atom:updated><title>"Oh, What an Atmosphere Encircles That Stranger"</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TK9S0qlGrvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-pgSEyiWlrQ/s1600/earth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TK9S0qlGrvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-pgSEyiWlrQ/s320/earth.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We  are like chameleons, we take our hue and the color of our moral  character, from those who are around us."&lt;/i&gt; --John Locke, English  Philosopher (1632-1704) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Think of the word atmosphere. It not only describes the layers of vapor and gases that surround the orb on which we live; it also illustrates the places we enter into and perhaps even the attitudes and habits we choose to entertain. This can be coupled with influence. Each day we are both an influence and are influenced. This is an immutable truth. Yes, we are who we are. I have my influence and you have yours but there is a component of interaction that allows our personal atmospheres of thought and being to interrelate, to give and take, to change and develop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;This influence coupled with the gift of the Holy Ghost leads me to a powerful quotation by Elder Parley P. Pratt. It has been on my mind and I wished to share it. Speaking of the Holy Ghost he says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;It quickens all the intellectual faculties, increases, enlarges, expands and purifies all the natural passion and affections; and adapts them, by the gift of wisdom, to their lawful use. It inspires, develops, cultivates and matures all the fine-toned sympathies, joys, tastes, kindred feelings and affections of our nature. It inspires virtue, kindness, goodness, tenderness, gentleness and charity. It develops beauty of the person, form and features. It tends to health, vigor, animation and social feeling. It invigorates all the faculties of the physical and intellectual man. It strengthens, and gives tone to the nerves. In short, it is, as it were, marrow to the bone, joy to the heart, light to the eyes, music to the ears, and life to the whole being." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the presence of such persons, one feels to enjoy the light of their countenances, as the genial rays of the sunbeam. Their very atmosphere diffuses a thrill, a warm glow of pure gladness and sympathy, to the heart and nerves of others who have kindred feelings, or sympathy of spirit. &lt;b&gt;No matter if the parties are strangers, entirely unknown to each other in person or character; no matter if they have never spoken to each other, each will be apt to remark in his own mind, and perhaps exclaim, when referring to the interview– “Oh, what an atmosphere encircles that stranger! &lt;/b&gt;How my heart thrilled with pure and holy feelings in his presence! What confidence and sympathy he inspired! His countenance and spirit gave me more assurance than a thousand written recommendations, or introductory letters.” Such is the gift of the Holy Ghost, and such are its operations, when received through the lawful channel—the divine, eternal priesthood."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;We each have an influence. We emanate that which we admire the most in regard to attitude, discipline, and outlook on life. So, no matter how the weather looks outside, may we all create an atmosphere of goodness and gladness. If we do, none will be a stranger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-9172566805885709471?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/jHGVN3Oon2s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/jHGVN3Oon2s/oh-what-atmosphere-encircles-that.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TK9S0qlGrvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-pgSEyiWlrQ/s72-c/earth.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-what-atmosphere-encircles-that.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-8413860377150973325</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Oct 2010 18:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-01T12:42:28.358-06:00</atom:updated><title>The Participatory Prerogative</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TKYaNhMcSaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zJ0tZTXXEoY/s1600/Diver.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TKYaNhMcSaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zJ0tZTXXEoY/s320/Diver.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs even though checkered by failure, than to take rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much, because they live in the grey twilight that knows neither victory nor defeat"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--Theodore Roosevelt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Moments to volunteer with raised hand come and go. There have been times when I've raised my hand at the request for a volunteer and times when I haven't. &amp;nbsp;Those opportunities either prosper or perish. It is interesting to look back upon the times that I have volunteered to make a statement, make an estimate, or make a fun-loving fool of myself. Not once have I said, "Oh, I wish I would've just shut my mouth or remained partners with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;my seat in the corner." Not once have I thought, "Dang, I shouldn't have given my buddy a ride or helped mom with the dishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;." We get more than we give. It's a strong equation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This morning my accounting professor asked for a volunteer to put up the solution to a problem we had worked on in class. I had the numbers and I was ready. My hand was raised. I went to the front of the room with my notes, grabbed the dry-erase marker, and promptly forgot any morsel of how I had gotten my answers. Great. Yet, with the promptings of my professor help was offered. Problem solved--eventually.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My voluntary performance was less than stellar but I wasn't bothered in the least by it. This is why: I was up and doing rather than down and stewing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;There is great power in participation. It is powerful beyond the chapter's theory or the current methods. The key lies in the question: can one put the theory into practice and make it live? It begins with action followed by heightened understanding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yes, there will be failure but we must use that for better tomorrows. After this morning's accounting encounter, I am a lot more familiar with contribution margin income statements than I was while sitting in the background. Any man can hear and see, many can come to know, but find a man (or woman) who can apply and do and he will be a victor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So, with Mr. Roosevelt's reminder, let us remember that we are not meant to dwell among the "poor spirits" as we do mighty things. We are built to triumph over suffering and "enjoy much" and gray is not our color!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Stay the Course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-8413860377150973325?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/-5pfJWixmmw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/-5pfJWixmmw/participatory-prerogative.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TKYaNhMcSaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zJ0tZTXXEoY/s72-c/Diver.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/10/participatory-prerogative.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-6268173964114637366</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Sep 2010 18:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-24T12:05:01.925-06:00</atom:updated><title>My Beautiful Bride...</title><description>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TJznLmixBVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/t6W5QnFstBM/s400/JewelsBrideEdit.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="345" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you, Jewels&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TJznLmixBVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/t6W5QnFstBM/s1600/JewelsBrideEdit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-6268173964114637366?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/rkhvt8vBp3A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/rkhvt8vBp3A/my-beautiful-bride.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TJznLmixBVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/t6W5QnFstBM/s72-c/JewelsBrideEdit.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-beautiful-bride.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-5047170746545471223</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Sep 2010 18:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-16T12:06:26.387-06:00</atom:updated><title>I Suppose...</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TJJIcxdrckI/AAAAAAAAAG8/RctgClS7k8s/s1600/conversation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TJJIcxdrckI/AAAAAAAAAG8/RctgClS7k8s/s400/conversation.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The true spirit of conversation consists in building on another man's observation, not overturning it." --&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton (British politician, poet, critic, and novelist (1803-1873))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I think a lot about Moses and his face-to-face encounter with the Lord in the &lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/pgp/contents"&gt;Pearl of Great Price&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;. The Lord tells Moses that He has a work for Him to do and that He would show him the workmanship of His hands. Upon seeing the world upon which we live, Moses "greatly marveled and wondered" (Moses 1:8). Upon God's presence leaving Moses, he was "left unto himself" and discovered that "man is nothing, which thing [he] never had supposed" &lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/moses/1"&gt;(Moses 1:9-10)&lt;/a&gt; . I am sure Moses was not going to try to overturn any of these observations with his own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Notwithstanding a lack of grand and galactic encounters, we should ask ourselves how we&amp;nbsp; feel about the things that we "never have supposed" in our lives. As I do so, I realize that all of mine could be encapsulated in a paper-bent pamphlet while my collection of "Here's what I think" could be gathered in a hard-bound volume, footnotes included! I don't feel that this is a positive divide. Perhaps, I need an editor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Each has his or her views on life. We all know what we know. Persuasion is part of our existence (just ask my Comm 352 class). Constantly,&amp;nbsp; we look at life with personal view finders. Often, we share our personal interests in an effort to influence others or express our feelings. This is a natural and healthy activity. Persuasion puts us on the offensive but what is the other side of the balance?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I was conversing with a  co-worker the other day. He is from Iowa; I am from Idaho. He has his  views and I have mine. The conversation turned to politics. We skirted  over some of the current "issues" throwing in a few " I thinks" along  with the occasional shoulder shrug. It was healthy and non-violent. As  the conversation went on, I realized that some of my co-workers thoughts  were things that I never "had supposed." He shared similar sentiment  with my views. Yes, persuasion was involved but there was nothing to  defend. In the end, my co-worker and I were asking questions in unison  about things neither of us "had supposed." Nothing was lost in a war-like effort to overturn  ideas; rather, all was built upon in an effort to see more.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I submit that we need to find the other side of the offense. If we continue on the offensive too long we eventually turn defensive. The anecdote lies in humility and meekness. It is recognizing that we really do know what we know and that is never enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;A great talk on meekness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://speeches.byu.edu/reader/reader.php?id=6882"&gt;"Meekly Drenched in Destiny", Elder Neal A. Maxwell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-5047170746545471223?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/gBZPbNZzJFI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/gBZPbNZzJFI/i-suppose.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TJJIcxdrckI/AAAAAAAAAG8/RctgClS7k8s/s72-c/conversation.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-suppose.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-1752104103337306333</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Jul 2010 21:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-24T15:35:20.530-06:00</atom:updated><title>Prayer</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Prayer gives a man the opportunity of getting to know a gentleman he hardly ever meets. I do not mean his maker, but himself." --William Inge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Amidst the visscissitudes of life, proper guidance should be accepted and welcomed. Prayer is the vital link between man and his maker. We can't get too far on our own. &lt;br /&gt;
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Johnathan Edwards, in his article "Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God"&amp;nbsp;writes: &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;"But the foolish children of men miserably delude themselves in their own schemes, and in confidence in their own strength and wisdom; they trust to nothing but a shadow. "&lt;/blockquote&gt;Often we may be housing feelings that the following poem offers:&lt;br /&gt;
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“Be quiet, man, while I untie the knot.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;Believer or not, we have taught to "counsel with the Lord in all thy doing, and He will direct thee for good" (Alma 37:37). He knows what He is doing--we need Him. &lt;br /&gt;
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p.s. God is not angry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-1752104103337306333?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/pXWe8HMtM6A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/pXWe8HMtM6A/prayer-gives-man-opportunity-of-getting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TEtPvW7svMI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LzcO4EsV2_s/s72-c/Prayer.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/07/prayer-gives-man-opportunity-of-getting.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-9043956864350637571</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2010 01:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-20T19:39:13.193-06:00</atom:updated><title>Davey</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TB7AOi1N73I/AAAAAAAAAGM/anejSySmwCs/s1600/fatherhood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TB7AOi1N73I/AAAAAAAAAGM/anejSySmwCs/s200/fatherhood.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Father! - to God himself we cannot give a holier name." ~William Wordsworth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They say it takes a real man to be a&amp;nbsp;dad. In my short 24 years watching my father, I'd have to agree. It takes a real man to work and earn and save in order to give provide and bless his house. It takes a real man to watch his sons and daughters make their choices both for good or ill. It takes a real man to love and teach without raising his voice or losing his temper. My dad is a real man. He's not in it for himself; he's in it for the good of his family. He's never had to tell me how to be a good man.&amp;nbsp;I've simply had to watch him. That is power. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To you, dad, I thank you for being my father and friend. A father and a son--what a combination. Its definitely a type and shadow of Those we worship. They work together and become even better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"In life they were not divided, in death they are not separated."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Father's Day! Love ya Davey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-9043956864350637571?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/NKQ-E9GazOU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/NKQ-E9GazOU/davey.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/TB7AOi1N73I/AAAAAAAAAGM/anejSySmwCs/s72-c/fatherhood.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/06/davey.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-3818793616932589019</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 May 2010 05:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-27T23:25:11.947-06:00</atom:updated><title>Hope in the Light</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S_9K_K1HSmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/T2VF-v9tFD0/s1600/Hope.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S_9K_K1HSmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/T2VF-v9tFD0/s320/Hope.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey towards it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us.’ … Hope sweetens the memory of experiences well loved. It tempers our troubles to our growth and our strength. It befriends us in dark hours, excites us in bright ones. It lends promise to the future and purpose to the past. It turns discouragement to determination.” &lt;/b&gt;--Samuel Smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Scripture continually empowers hope. It is called an anchor to the soul as we "see the promises afar off" (Heb. 11:13). We are commanded to "plow in hope" and walk in a "perfect brightness" thereof (see 1 Cor 9:10; 2 Nep. 31:20).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;What do we do when we are hopeless? We believe in it! Abraham was promised to be the father of nations; &amp;nbsp;his wife, Sarah, was barren. Ironic. Abraham "against hope believed in hope" and was "fully persuaded" that God would fulfill his promises (Rom 4:18-21).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Hope is more than a wish. It is a faith-fueled assurance of good things to come. It is the power to go and be awesome. It is the power to move against the grain of circumstance, to enable the power of faith, to walk toward eternity, and be lifted beyond the veil of death and imperfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We must hope in the light. Christ is that light. If you find no hope in this, just believe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tell me what hope is for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-3818793616932589019?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/PawdZ5esndQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/PawdZ5esndQ/hope-in-light.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S_9K_K1HSmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/T2VF-v9tFD0/s72-c/Hope.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/05/hope-in-light.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-691438282009435993</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 May 2010 02:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-10T20:08:32.741-06:00</atom:updated><title>Brilliance</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S-it8fiIwhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/m4Sag0av0E4/s1600/brilliance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="143" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S-it8fiIwhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/m4Sag0av0E4/s400/brilliance.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Simplicity is the key to brilliance" --Bruce Lee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The great American thinker, Ralph Waldo Emerson, said:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A man should learn to detect and watch that &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;gleam of light&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; which flashes across his mind from within....Yet he dismisses without notice his thought, because it is his. In every work of genius we recognize our own rejected thoughts: they come back to us with a certain alienated majesty. Great works of art have no more affecting lesson for us than this. They teach us to abide by our &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;spontaneous impression&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; with good-humored inflexibility then most when the whole cry of voices is on the other side. Else, to-morrow a stranger will say with masterly good sense precisely what we have thought and felt all the time, and we shall be forced to take with shame our own opinion from another."&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"There is a time in every man's education when he arrives at the conviction that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;envy is ignorance&lt;/span&gt;; that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;imitation is suicide&lt;/span&gt;;...The power which resides in him is new in nature, and none but he knows what that is which he can do, nor does he know until he has tried&lt;/i&gt;" (Emerson, "Self-Reliance").&lt;/blockquote&gt;The mind of man is a most powerful instrument. It is incredibly demanding of fuel and fire. It abhors the idle moment and has no use for mediocre mental equivalents of empty calories. Embedded in the mind of man is the propensity to create and see and understand. Emerson gives this caution, "We but half express ourselves, and are ashamed of that divine idea which each of us represents" (Ibid).&lt;br /&gt;
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Marvel with me at the fact that you and I have had or will have ideas that are completely our own in their beauty, their display, and their consequence. None but ourselves will see in just the same way we might see. What one man sees, another man sees differently. What one man &amp;nbsp;cannot see, another will grasp as an impression forever upon him. You and I are draped in brilliance that, too often, we keep folded up in our back pocket as a dejected handkerchief. In reality, it stands as the light of our eye and the voice of our heart. No idea ever shared will be wasted. And, believe me, there is "enough and to spare" (D&amp;amp;C 104:17).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-691438282009435993?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/6fX7go4egA8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/6fX7go4egA8/simplicity-is-key-to-brilliance-bruce.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S-it8fiIwhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/m4Sag0av0E4/s72-c/brilliance.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/05/simplicity-is-key-to-brilliance-bruce.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-5037830532362135440</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2010 20:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T14:16:41.327-06:00</atom:updated><title>Can You Sense It?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Humor is the great thing, the saving thing. The minute it crops up, all our irritations and resentments slip away and a sunny spirit takes their place." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--&lt;/i&gt;Mark Twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://conspiretheatre.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/why-laughter-is-contagious-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wonder often at the strange phenomenon of laughter. It "cracks me up." A person's laugh is as unique as one's set of fingerprints. I'd put money on the fact that no one can laugh quite like me. What about those around you? Do you remember the laugh of your grandmother or an uncle? It is just part of who they are! Humor helps us see more clearly the&amp;nbsp;jewels and gemstones of the day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Recently, I came home to a living room of people I love who were concerned and perhaps a bit discouraged. I could sense it. It was heavy. With nothing else in mind, I said, "What we need in here is a good joke!" Smiles emerged and the cloud lifted. It works! Yes, it can even&amp;nbsp;work in the most dire of circumstances.&amp;nbsp; The example is given of a man condemned to be shot by a firing squad: "the head of the firing squad asked the condemned man, "Before we shoot you, would you like a last cigarette?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And the prisoner replied, "No thanks, I'm trying to quit smoking!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Humor has great power. Chuck Gallozzi (personal-development.com)&amp;nbsp;wrote:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;"Genuine humor points out the weaknesses of humanity, but without contempt. It is a commentator of life, not a critic of it. Its purpose is to uplift, not tear down, and to lighten the burdens of others, not add to them. Good humor does not belittle or promote stereotypes, for it springs from the heart, not the mind. It is a shock absorber that helps us get over the bumps in life. Those with a good sense of humor have a good sense of life."&lt;/blockquote&gt;It is of interest to look back on some of the great figures in history who were well acquainted with the medicine of laughter. Victor Frankl, Holocaust survivor, said that laughter was the element that would make things liveable if even for a moment. Through it he survived. Abraham Lincoln was known for his telling of humourous stories. Mel brooks called humor one of the defenses against the universe. It has been used well through the ages, no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-5037830532362135440?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/6Qre0cqJeq0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/6Qre0cqJeq0/can-you-sense-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-you-sense-it.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-3393333735788229185</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Feb 2010 05:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-18T22:56:38.613-07:00</atom:updated><title>Prophets in the Land</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"I will raise them up a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/deut/18/18a" mark="a" title="TG Jesus Christ, Prophecies about." type="B"&gt;&lt;span class="searchword"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Prophet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;from among their brethren, like unto thee, and will put my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;in his mouth; and he shall&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;unto them all that I shall command him" --&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Deut. 18:18).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I just came across this image of President Hinckley and a flood of thoughts and feelings came forward. He was the President of the LDS Church from the time I was 10-22 years old. His influence upon me as a living prophet will last forever. This picture shows a lot of that for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S34jrr9jW5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/UcYb0khNxIw/s1600-h/PresHinckley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S34jrr9jW5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/UcYb0khNxIw/s320/PresHinckley.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is another powerful image of President Monson, today's living Prophet. I love the candle that stands next to him. I'll leave that to you to look at, appreciate, and see as a symbol of who this man is for the Lord. President Monson is a witness of the attributes of Christ that we must strive toward. Also, he is a man fully devoted to the Lord, Jesus Christ and His work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;His recent message in this month's &lt;i&gt;Ensign &lt;/i&gt;(see www.lds.org)&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;included these words:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“In the search for our best selves, several questions will guide our thinking: Am I what I want to be? Am I closer to the Savior today than I was yesterday? Will I be closer yet tomorrow? Do I have the courage to change for the better? …&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=2683700649016572560&amp;amp;postID=3393333735788229185" name="10" style="color: #003366; line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“The years have come and the years have gone, but the need for a testimony of the gospel continues paramount. As we move toward the future, we must not neglect the lessons of the past."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Thank you, President Monson, for asking these meaningful questions. Thanks be to prophets who continually point us to the Holy One.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-3393333735788229185?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/BoOVKCpCkbo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/BoOVKCpCkbo/prophets-in-land.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S34jrr9jW5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/UcYb0khNxIw/s72-c/PresHinckley.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/02/prophets-in-land.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-519290176706847118</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Feb 2010 06:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-17T23:27:09.140-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Mom is Magic</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S3zdA7NlaxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-o5ZFs3KQfs/s1600-h/moms-posters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S3zdA7NlaxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-o5ZFs3KQfs/s200/moms-posters.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;Mother's amaze me. They just seem to know. Sometimes, in their own humble way, they &lt;i&gt;know &lt;/i&gt;that they know. My mom has always told me, "I'm not always right, but I'm never wrong." Well, I haven't proved that one wrong yet. I've quit trying. It's a losing battle.&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember one instance when I was headed out the door to go with some friends. Mom said, almost in passing, "Don't you need a jacket?"&lt;br /&gt;
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"No, the weather is fine," I said.&lt;br /&gt;
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She was right. I needed a jacket that night. Didn't have one. Better luck next time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mothers are also magic. Would you agree? Remember those times when she used her fingers to clean your face when you were four? I always wondered how she did it.Somehow those fingers had the ability to become damp enough to shine my face up at just the right moment! The results were impeccable. Jeff Foxworthy compared it to the power of 409 cleaner. How'd she do it?! Magic of course!&lt;br /&gt;
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I've since learned that this maternal magic is quite practical. The timely dampness and resulting shine is a product none other than mom's saliva. Hmmm. Now that is something only a mom could pull off. Dad just can't make that kind of smoke-and-mirrors maneuver. Yes, my mom is magic; don't tell!&lt;br /&gt;
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Mom! Love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-519290176706847118?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/XZiAA9X02UI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/XZiAA9X02UI/my-mom-is-magic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S3zdA7NlaxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-o5ZFs3KQfs/s72-c/moms-posters.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-mom-is-magic.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-3864207246942605103</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Feb 2010 17:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-13T10:40:44.649-07:00</atom:updated><title>"Circle of Fire"</title><description>&lt;i&gt;The following is a article written by Sterling W. Sill a General Authority in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. This article was given to me by my first Mission President in Northern California, a great leader and teacher. It has always been a favorite of mine. It &amp;nbsp;is a thoughtful message on life, work, and the price of achievement. Enjoy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 28pt;"&gt;The Circle of Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 28pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Sterling W. Sill, &lt;i&gt;The Way Of Success&lt;/i&gt;, pp. 35-40&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;div class="Section2" style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S3bjsuCOuyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XD-zviSlW-8/s1600-h/circlefire.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S3bjsuCOuyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XD-zviSlW-8/s200/circlefire.gif" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;div class="Section1" style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div class="Section2" style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Sometime ago, I re-read that interesting fairy tale entitled, “The Sleeping Beauty.”&amp;nbsp; It told of a beautiful princess asleep in an enchanted castle surrounded by a protecting circle of fire.&amp;nbsp; The legend said that whoever awakened the sleeping princess would have her as his bride and would also be entitled to rule the kingdom.&amp;nbsp; The problem came from the fact that no one could win the prize without making his way through the forbidding circle of flames.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Another version of this story had the castle guarded by a hedge of cruel thorns which grew thicker and more dangerous as the intruder tried to cut through them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Our literature is filled with this important idea that the great prizes are always kept under a heavy guard.&amp;nbsp; The Golden Fleece sought by Jason was protected by a sleepless dragon.&amp;nbsp; Hercules was required to overcome impossible obstacles before obtaining his status with the Gods on the top of Mt. Olympus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;To some, these accounts may appear to be just interesting stories, but they are much more than that.&amp;nbsp; And while our day is not especially noted for its belief in sleepless dragons or walls of living fire, yet before anyone goes very far in this life, he discovers that life is a testing, and all of the most worthwhile prizes are still encircled by some kind of protection, designed to frighten away the timid and discourage the unworthy.&amp;nbsp; The ancient law of success is still in effect, that the sleeping princess can only be awakened by one with endurance enough to get through the flames, and manhood enough to clear out all the obstacles placed in his way.&amp;nbsp; It is still a standard requirement, that one must kill the dragon before he can rule the kingdom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Sometime ago a potentially capable young man told me about his ambition.&amp;nbsp; He said that someday he wanted to be a United States Senator.&amp;nbsp; He is now 25 years of age and he had set the date for his accomplishment at age 50.&amp;nbsp; This allowed him a quarter of a century to make himself into the kind of man he needed to be, to make his dream come true.&amp;nbsp; He knew that to gain the prize, he must first earn a substantial measure of personal independence and financial success.&amp;nbsp; He would need to be a man of leadership ability and skill in getting along with other people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;A good character and a stable personality would also be indispensable.&amp;nbsp; To help him develop these traits he quit his routine job and accepted one with greater challenge.&amp;nbsp; He was very enthusiastic about his ambition, and felt that he knew where he was going and how he was to get there.&amp;nbsp; His situation reminded me of the inspiring story of John F. Kennedy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;As a young man, John Kennedy idolized his older brother Joe.&amp;nbsp; It was Joe, not John, who was the outgoing member of the family and the one most likely to succeed in public life.&amp;nbsp; Father Kennedy, out of his long experience in political life had encouraged Joe in the thought that someday he could be the President of the United States. Joe had accepted his father’s challenge and had begun working in that direction, willing to make any reasonable sacrifice.&amp;nbsp; But in the process of completing this military service Joe was killed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Then, the senior Kennedy felt that this responsibility properly fell upon John, the next son in line.&amp;nbsp; But John was an introvert and it would be much more difficult for him to become president.&amp;nbsp; But he had great respect for his father.&amp;nbsp; He also loved his brother Joe and felt that there could be no price too high, if only he could complete Joe’s unfulfilled dreams.&amp;nbsp; John knew that he would have to change many things about himself and that the process would be difficult.&amp;nbsp; Substantial personal growth would be necessary.&amp;nbsp; He knew that he would be required to pass through the fire.&amp;nbsp; But he wholeheartedly accepted the challenge and said to his father, that he would take Joe’s place and become President of the United States.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;A high and holy ambition tightly held, can of itself produce a tremendous power in human life.&amp;nbsp; And what a thrill even in retrospect to watch John Fitzgerald Kennedy make his way toward his high objective.&amp;nbsp; He became the leader of the world’s most powerful nation, at a younger age than any of his predecessors in that exalted office.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I could see no reason why my young friend should not also be successful in his ambition.&amp;nbsp; However, in this I was doomed to disappointment.&amp;nbsp; Six months later this young man came to see me again.&amp;nbsp; His enthusiasm had disappeared, his ambition had almost been forgotten.&amp;nbsp; The industry and courage necessary to qualify him for his high objective were now nowhere in evidence.&amp;nbsp; To him success was too difficult.&amp;nbsp; He didn’t get very close to the circle of fire before he decided the heat was too great.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Then almost eagerly he gave up the quest and seemed completely content with the slow moving tempo of his former routine work.&amp;nbsp; His old job lacked challenge, but it produced no strain on his muscles and made no difficult demands on his personality.&amp;nbsp; He now preferred a less valuable prize where the heat was not so great nor the obstacles so difficult.&amp;nbsp; My friend had discovered that the growth process, which requires hardening in the fire, can sometimes be a little bit painful.&amp;nbsp; In trying to encourage him I told him of an experience I had had many years previously.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;One spring, following a winter of school, I got a job helping to clean out an irrigation canal. I was put down in the bottom of the canal on the business end of a shovel handle.&amp;nbsp; It was not very long before my hands began to feel tender and sore.&amp;nbsp; They were quite literally encountering their circle of fire.&amp;nbsp; Naturally I did not enjoy this discomfort, and so a decision had to be made about what should be done about it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;When anyone is confronted with a problem, life usually allows him a choice between a number of alternatives.&amp;nbsp; No one who cringes and runs away from his problem is ever permitted to marry the princess.&amp;nbsp; It is also true that if we stop working every time we get sore hands or tired feet or aching hearts, we can never rule the kingdom.&amp;nbsp; But it is a very interesting fact that if one keeps on using his hands, the skin will not all come off, but instead the soreness will eventually disappear and the hands will become firm and strong, and able to handle the most difficult tasks without discomfort.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I tried to point out to my young friend that the personality, and even the spirit itself, sometimes get such sore hands that they want to put down the shovel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;We sometimes use an interesting word called “tenderfoot.”&amp;nbsp; I recently looked this word up in the dictionary, and strangely enough it has nothing whatever to do with the feet.&amp;nbsp; The dictionary explained that a “tenderfoot” is one who is too delicate to endure hardship.&amp;nbsp; A “tenderfoot” is one who is so sensitive that when the skin of his hands, or the muscles of his personality or the determination of his spirit gets a little sore, he is unable to finish the job.&amp;nbsp; Very often a “tenderfoot” has great ideas and wonderful ambitions, but because he is not tough enough, to hang on, he turns his back on the thorns, refuses the fire, and loses the princess and the kingdom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I think that my young friend personifies one of the most threatening problems standing between us and success.&amp;nbsp; Everyone wants the good things in life—a fine family, an honored name and a sufficient measure of material success.&amp;nbsp; We fail in so many cases only because we are unwilling to pay the price, or endure the pain involved in growing up.&amp;nbsp; Someone has said that the Lord always fits the back to the burden.&amp;nbsp; Under pressure the skin always firms up so that it can pleasantly meet any demands that are made upon it, and so does the personality and so does the spirit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Jack Dempsey made himself famous for the effective use of his hands.&amp;nbsp; He made them into fists and then put them under the direction of a fighting spirit.&amp;nbsp; On one occasion he said that there are two qualities required for any outstanding success as a prizefighter.&amp;nbsp; One was the ability to give a big punch and the other was the ability to take a big punch.&amp;nbsp; Assuming one had the greatest ability as a slugger, he would yet be a miserable failure if he couldn’t take a regular diet of punishment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;No one will ever get very far in the prize ring or in life itself who is demoralized by an occasional good punch on the nose.&amp;nbsp; So frequently in life we hear people say, “I just can’t take it any longer.”&amp;nbsp; A few discouragements and they drop their ideals, a few disappointments and they abandon their ambitions.&amp;nbsp; But the great men and women are those who can take it on the chin occasionally without losing their rhythm.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Elbert Hubbard said of Socrates. “He accepted every fact, circumstance and experience of life, and counted them all as gain.”&amp;nbsp; The bumps we get along the way are all intended for our benefit.&amp;nbsp; Occasionally life will give us a good kick in the pants merely to wake us up and get us going.&amp;nbsp; The problems and trials of Socrates were actually wonderful privileges and he was anxious to take full advantage of them.&amp;nbsp; A very wise man once said, “He who succeeds in evading the unpleasant experiences, cheats himself out of so much life.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;And one reason that my young friend will never be a senator is that he dislikes too many things, and therefore he cheats himself out of too much of life.&amp;nbsp; He has too great an aversion to hard work, he is unable to make continuous effort on his own power.&amp;nbsp; He goes down in a heap before too small a blow.&amp;nbsp; Difficulty was designed as a means of challenging us, it was never intended to remain with us as a permanent condition.&amp;nbsp; Because my friend is so severely allergic to sore hands and doesn’t enjoy feeling the fire on his face, the sleeping princess will have a long nap ahead of her is she is depending on him to wake her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Whenever the thermostat regulating the temperature of the circle of fire is set low, it means that that which it protects is of inferior value.&amp;nbsp; Life has never been known to lessen the guard around the really big rewards.&amp;nbsp; The little sleepy dragons are only assigned to protect the mediocre prizes.&amp;nbsp; And seldom does one ever develop the stong firm hands of accomplishment if he never takes them out of his pockets.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; How can one be properly advanced above the office of “tenderfoot” before he gets rid of the tenderness not only from his feet but also from his ambition and purpose.&amp;nbsp; More than about anything else we need some hard jobs to do.&amp;nbsp; A tough challenge eagerly accepted is better than anything else to raise us to first class rank.&amp;nbsp; Life has no occupations where limited hours, slow motion effort and mental absenteeism will not cut down our progress in proportion.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;For the effect of contrast, just imagine that you were twins.&amp;nbsp; Suppose that one of you got the easiest possible job, with the lowest standard of accomplishment involving no problems or preparation or ability.&amp;nbsp; On the other hand suppose that your other self was suddenly placed in the office of President of the United States.&amp;nbsp; That job would be far too big for you.&amp;nbsp; You would meet the most severe criticism and the most difficult problems.&amp;nbsp; The President of the United States can’t turn off his thinking powers just because the whistle blows.&amp;nbsp; But suppose that ten years later you look on your own situation.&amp;nbsp; Very likely the “self” that does the easy unchallenging job will still be acting like a “tenderfoot.”&amp;nbsp; As there is nothing about softness that builds up strength.&amp;nbsp; Each of your selves will look and act the part of the role he has been playing.&amp;nbsp; Your worrying, hardworking self may still be too small to adequately fill his assignment but he will be a long way ahead of where he would have been.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Challenge, struggle, and worry, conscientiously and intelligently done, cannot help but make a wonderful change in the one who does them.&amp;nbsp; And just as steel must be heated to be hardened, so all good men are stronger for having passed through life’s circle of fire.&amp;nbsp; Even the greatest prizes of eternal life and eternal happiness are won by our conquering the difficulties that lie in the way.&amp;nbsp; The temptations must be overcome and the dragons of sin and ignorance must be eliminated.&amp;nbsp; Salvation itself means the overcoming of all our enemies and the last enemy to be overcome is death.&amp;nbsp; The gospel teaches that God himself dwells in “everlasting burnings” and to attain his presence we must pass through the circle of flames.&amp;nbsp; The poet was speaking for God when he said:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: .5in; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: .5in; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;My grace, all sufficient, shall be thy supply.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: .5in; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;The flames shall not hurt thee; I only design&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: .5in; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;The term fire is used in the scripture to indicate a purifying agent that cleanses us of our sins.&amp;nbsp; The bestowal of the Holy Ghost is referred to as “the baptism of fire.”&amp;nbsp; The sin and iniquity must be burned out of our souls.&amp;nbsp; Paul said, “God is a consuming fire.”&amp;nbsp; And those who become like him must make their way against all difficulties if they would be worthy to rule the kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-3864207246942605103?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/Kcu0KbnUqHQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/Kcu0KbnUqHQ/circle-of-fire.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S3bjsuCOuyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XD-zviSlW-8/s72-c/circlefire.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/02/circle-of-fire.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-8453538348194417520</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Feb 2010 06:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-08T23:05:31.617-07:00</atom:updated><title>Lessons from Super Mario Brothers</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"Men are wise in proportion, not to their experience, but to their capacity for experience."&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; --&lt;/i&gt;James Boswell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Childhood memories of the &lt;i&gt;Nintendo &lt;/i&gt;adventures my cousin and I had as young boys came flooding to the surface during a visit to a friend's house this past weekend. It was a deja vu-like moment as myself and three other twenty-something year olds played &lt;i&gt;Super Mario Brother's &lt;/i&gt;on the &lt;i&gt;Nintendo Wii.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I fondly could recall our youthful endeavor to advance past menacing turtles that could fly, leap over venomous goblins who were bent on our destruction, traverse unstable territory, and finagle our way past the hot-headed, stomping dragons. This was done amidst the distant hope of advancing to the next level.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In all of this, I have been intrigued as I contrast my experiences with the &lt;i&gt;Mario Brother's&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;in recent days versus the perspective I had at the innocent age of six. &amp;nbsp;My cousin and I would play ever-trying and doing our best. Even when one of us would get squelched in a lake of molten lava we would forget about it and try again. In fact we thought it was funny. We would laugh hysterically and noisily in a manner that assured we were heard (ask our parents).&amp;nbsp;Those blue overalls were definitely not fireproof and those Italian mustaches did not provide any sort of invincibility.&amp;nbsp;We played &lt;i&gt;Nintendo&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the purpose to which it was created: fun. In young adult mode, however, I've noticed that the lava-squelched moments only brought frustration, urges to throw the controller (thank you safety wrist strap), and competitive intensity. I marvel at why. Proper perspective is crucial!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The common thread is this: as a six year old and as a young adult the task is the same: play the level until you get 'kablooeyed'. When you get 'kablooeyed', try again. The power lies in the fact that in each effort we can advance a little further than the last time. Perhaps, we can time the jump right this time, make it a team effort, or find a better method to quash the fiery villain. In the game of &lt;i&gt;Mario&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;we can do better next time because of what we encountered the time before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such is life, my friends. Mistakes are made. Sometimes we get munched by the common obstacles of the day. At other times we just can't quite leap as far as we want to. Yet, another day comes in which we walk similar paths with the hope of doing a little bit better than before. We have this hope because we know it is a possibility. Improvement and progression is in our bones. We want it. The key is using the lessons of yesterday to propel us into a better today. We call this experience. Experience is&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the "observing, encountering, or undergoing of things...as they occur in the course of time" (dictionary.com). Experience applies only to the teachable--to those who have eyes to see it. Eleanor Roosevelt said,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;"You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, 'I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.' You must do the thing you think you cannot do."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps the word experience is a one-word summary of our entire existence. Emerson called experience the "fire of thought." I believe that experience is also the fire of action and behavior--the fuel needed to apply knowledge. Indeed, experience is the refining fire of wisdom. In this vein, it seems we would want all the experience we can get. With the accumulation of experience comes the ability to do the things today that we didn't think we could do yesterday. Thus, as Mario would say, "LET'S-A-GO!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;dt&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-8453538348194417520?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/bAApMYq-g3U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/bAApMYq-g3U/lessons-from-super-mario-brothers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S3DhKTcnNqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/UB0Lj3cQNVE/s72-c/MarioLuigi.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/02/lessons-from-super-mario-brothers.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-6901978690344256138</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Jan 2010 06:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-22T23:59:46.042-07:00</atom:updated><title>"The Enhancement of Human Dignity"</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hard work spotlights the character of people: some turn up their sleeves, some turn up their noses, and some don't turn up at all."&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;--Sam Ewing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;The greatest of the dreamers are those who stop dreaming. The greatest of dreamers are those who wake up and simply "get at it." Yes, there is great power upon the drawing boards of the mind. Yet, the moving force, thereof, stands dependent upon human exertion combined with the will to bring something forth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Work is a virtue I value. That value has increased as I have pondered its purpose and tested its yield. Gordon B. Hinckley, a perpetual optimist and former President of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints referred to work as being "the enhancement of human dignity." Would you agree? Think of it. Work is the means by which our sense of worth and self-respect is amplified. Work purifies us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Read about Nathanael Greene. Mr. Greene was the youngest of the generals that constituted the American army during the revolution. He took lead as a general at the age of 33. He grew up in Rhode Island as a foundry worker having never obtained formal education--something he longed for in his youth. Instead, he gathered a personal library that allowed him to study military science and leadership. Nathanael Greene kept at it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S1qeU1Fu6MI/AAAAAAAAADo/FBPh34doqrw/s1600-h/ngreene.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S1qeU1Fu6MI/AAAAAAAAADo/FBPh34doqrw/s200/ngreene.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;In the midst of the cynical, Greene was not viewed as the officer type largely due to a limp in his right leg. He kept at it once more, marching drills month after month. Quickly, his diligence gave way to his knowledge and skill opening doors for him to become a leader and an eventual mentor to General George Washington.&amp;nbsp;Finally, Greene later told John Adams that whatever he lacked in knowledge and skill he made up for with "watchfulness and industry" (See &lt;i&gt;1776&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by David McCullough, pg. 20-24).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Nathanael Greene used "watchfulness and industry" to rise above the so-called barriers of circumstance. From him we learn that work is a lifting force in life. As we stand forthright and keep at it we will find great joy in the daily hum-drum. The principle of work holds deeper import beyond its surface. It is much more than forty hours on a time card. Perhaps work is a precursor to the human soul's yearning to create. True fulfillment in work is begotten when it is done in a manner where the mind can be enlightened with new ideas, where the heart can be bolstered with refined desires, and the the smile can become wider, brighter, and more real. As we work we become enlarged in our capacity to create. Truly, work is "the enhancement of human dignity." Keep at it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-6901978690344256138?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/4z6BpLRyc0w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/4z6BpLRyc0w/work.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/S1qeU1Fu6MI/AAAAAAAAADo/FBPh34doqrw/s72-c/ngreene.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/01/work.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-4936658589309146994</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 05:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-10T22:34:07.310-07:00</atom:updated><title>A Sore Thumb?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;dt class="quote" style="font-size: 17px; margin-left: 50px; margin-right: 100px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/37833.html" style="color: #454545; text-decoration: none;" title="Click for further information about this quotation"&gt;Language is the source of misunderstandings.&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;dd class="author" style="font-size: 15px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 150px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="icons" style="float: right; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="16" src="http://www.quotationspage.com/icon_blank.gif" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial;" width="16" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/Antoine_de_Saint-Exupery/" style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;ntoine de Saint-Exupery&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We live in a world of commonly used adages, aphorisms, maxims, and mottos. You know what they are. They are the language metaphors we use to describe human action. Man, I "slept like a baby" or "It's hotter than a pistol" and he came out of there "like a bat out of hell." Then, we have the "I'm sweating like a pig" simile. If I'm not mistaken, pigs don't sweat.&lt;br /&gt;
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As a generality, we use this type of phraseology daily. It is a humorous thing to sit and analyze some of these statements. I mean, honestly, has anyone ever seen a bat flying out of hell? Have you? If so, do tell. All I know is that it must be pretty fast. Indeed, if I was trying to get out of hell I would make my exit as quick as humanly possible.&lt;br /&gt;
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My favorite of these silly similes could be applied when you're looking at last year's group photo at the company picnic. It was the one held at Splish Splash water park. Everyone is wearing their new polo shirts with the company logo on them except for &amp;nbsp;Fenton Foster. He's the one on the left holding a hot dog in one hand and a 96 ounce "gut buster" in the other. Yes, you got it right. He is wearing zebra print swim trunks complimented by the electric orange arm floaties. He just got out of the pool. Someone missed the memo. I guess the water didn't get to the end of the row if you know what I mean--except for the puddle Fenton left where he was standing. Boy, did he stick out like a sore thumb!&lt;br /&gt;
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There it is: a sore thumb. Do they really stick out? I just wonder who came up with that one! Perhaps it was coined the day Hank was trying to hammer nails holding the hammer with only four fingers not using his thumb at all. "What's wrong with Hank?" Walt asked Larry.&lt;br /&gt;
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"I don't know, Walt." Larry replied"&lt;br /&gt;
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"Well, why is his thumb sticking out, Larry? He looks like an invalid!"&lt;br /&gt;
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" Maybe his thumb is sore" Larry said curtly. &lt;br /&gt;
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"Hmmm..., it must be" Walt replied in a thoughtful sort of admiration.&lt;br /&gt;
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That is what I call conclusive thinking. Thank you Walt and Larry for putting your coworker's safety at the front of your concerns. Walt and Larry's legacy has left us with the knowledge that if someone's thumb is sticking out it is invariably sore. So, the next time your good friend is looking glum look to see if his thumb is sticking out. If it is, problem solved. It's sore. It'll be better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;
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Next year's goal: No one will be wearing floaties in the company photo. The corporate charter just can't handle any more 'sore thumbs' in the mix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-4936658589309146994?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/qIrq1-7tYa4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/qIrq1-7tYa4/sore-thumb.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2010/01/sore-thumb.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-817289324009440500</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 23:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-31T16:24:52.383-07:00</atom:updated><title>Campus Construction</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I've never had a bad day" --Elder L. Tom Perry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/Sz0yqrr3eNI/AAAAAAAAADY/plw6nxe5Q0M/s1600-h/HouseFrame.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/Sz0yqrr3eNI/AAAAAAAAADY/plw6nxe5Q0M/s200/HouseFrame.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Taking a walk around the campus of Brigham Young University will clearly lead one to the conclusion &amp;nbsp;that it is--as we say--"under construction". This has been the case during my entire stay in Rexburg. This has involved yellow tape, fenced off walk ways, disagreeable clamor, and unwanted detours. It becomes especially difficult when you can see a shorter path to your morning class blocked off by one of those highly transparent chain linked fences--often, our destination is "right there" but there is purpose in the long route. For me, all these pesky disturbances have added up to...well, a bucketful of pesky disturbances. This was the case until something hit me. I was walking to class with a friend. She was commenting on the fact that this construction seems to never end. I paused and agreed. This was followed by my own unexpected response. I said, "Well, we are all under construction." &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, we really are under construction and we must rejoice in the fact. A few weeks ago I finished Fall semester. It was a perpetual whirlwind of success and failure, growth and depletion, of breakthrough and breakdown. It was my best semester to date. All the failure and breakdown had to do with me. They had to do with me "unlearning" certain thought patterns, work habits, and attitudes that were detrimental to any sort of positive progress. The successes and breakthrough stood in the cultivation of a new outlook on personal goals and personal capacities.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of the many lessons I passed through--including the dignity of diligent work, using our personal gifts for the good of others, and the importance of seeking learning in all things--there stood an even greater message.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am a Christian. Christ is our true source of self. An inspired Christian named C.S. Lewis wrote on this truth in his book &lt;i&gt;Mere Christianity. &lt;/i&gt;Here is the message:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The more we get what we call '&lt;/i&gt;ourselves&lt;i&gt;' out of the way and let Him take us over, the more truly ourselves we become....It is when I turn to Christ, when I give myself up to His personality, that I first begin to have a real personality of my own....Until you have given up your self to Him you will not have a real self....The very first step is trying to forget about the self altogether. Your real, new self (which is Christ's and also yours, and yours just because it is His) will not come as long as you are looking for it. It will come when you are looking for Him."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Christ is our builder and Great Contractor. He knows what He intends us to be if we let Him have place. Lewis also shares this analogy:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing., He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on: you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently he starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make sense. What on earth is He up to? The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of--throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards. You thought you were going to be made into a decent little cottage; but He is building a palace. He intends to come and live in it Himself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;Indeed, there will be&amp;nbsp;yellow tape, fenced off walk ways, disagreeable clamor, and unwanted detours. Often we will be asked to take the long route but hopefully we will find Him along the way. We must be looking. And, along that way, we will change and be built into a place suitable for Him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Going back to BYU-Idaho, then, if we look we can see that it is not being built up to show its growing status. Rather, it is under expansion for the sole purpose of allowing many others to come and gather and see. It is not under construction for itself. The same goes for you and I. We are not being built up unto ourselves; we are being built so that He can come in and do His work in us. That kind of construction is intended to be continuous.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-817289324009440500?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/fO8Z10j-4QI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/fO8Z10j-4QI/campus-construction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/Sz0yqrr3eNI/AAAAAAAAADY/plw6nxe5Q0M/s72-c/HouseFrame.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2009/12/campus-construction.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-1174988606834939702</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 03:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-02T22:04:29.378-07:00</atom:updated><title>Well-Worn, Red Bowling Shoes</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wherever you go, you take yourself with you" --Unknown&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/SxcvZ8dTrCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1phvDpGKOsc/s1600-h/Red+Bowling+Shoe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/SxcvZ8dTrCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1phvDpGKOsc/s200/Red+Bowling+Shoe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;Today, I saw a man walking while wearing a pair of well-worn, red bowling shoes in a campus building. To this, I was full of wonder. I say thank you to this man. I feel that he was fully able to wear any other pair of shoes but he wore his well-worn, red bowling shoes because he wanted to. Perhaps, we limit our inner-person from being fully illuminated because it gets shaded by normalcy. What is there to be afraid of ? We could be the vehicle of thought that certain people need--a fresh view beyond the daily humdrum. Be you. It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tomorrow: where your well-worn, red bowling shoes. Make 'em think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-1174988606834939702?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/sCZysm2znWc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/sCZysm2znWc/well-worn-red-bowling-shoes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/SxcvZ8dTrCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1phvDpGKOsc/s72-c/Red+Bowling+Shoe.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-worn-red-bowling-shoes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-1476462115380932917</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 19:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-26T13:03:39.545-07:00</atom:updated><title>Thanks!</title><description>&lt;em&gt;"Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others." --Cicero&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Did you hear about Jerry? He has cataracts. He's a little&amp;nbsp;older, I suppose. Youth do not usually have to deal with that kind of ailment. They seem to be a product of the aged but I'll stop stereotyping because my dog is on the same cataract cruise line. &lt;br /&gt;
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Jerry must be grateful. He is a free bird this year, literally. Jerry is a turkey. He won't be butchered&amp;nbsp; for the feast of men happening today. Jerry would probably be smiling--barring his beak and the&amp;nbsp;peculiar, gelatinous, red-colored,&amp;nbsp;flesh that surrounds it. Is that what creates that distinctive gobble sound? &lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, as we take a walk in Jerry's tracks, we can see that a being far above him has shone the light of providence and delivered him from his certain fatal destiny. No, Jerry will not land on a platter this year. Rather, the hopes of new life have dawned into sight for him. This is so, even amidst those pesky cataracts. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;For added perspective, the President of the United States pardoned a turkey named Courage yesterday from its would-be&amp;nbsp;deathly dinner. &amp;nbsp;Apparently, the sentiment of his name payed off. Courage weighs 45 pounds and will spend the rest of his life in Disneyland, no joke--Google it. Needless to say, both&amp;nbsp;Courage and Jerry are grateful. Thanksgiving has brought new life and the meaning of gratitude has taken on a new luster. &lt;br /&gt;
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So, here it is, Thanksgiving 2009.&amp;nbsp;What can we learn from our friends Jerry and Courage? Perhaps we can raise our sights above any grudges we hold or any flaws of our own and be grateful towards that Pardoning Hand that continually offers us new days and years to look toward, even amidst the cataracts of life. They may just be blessings we haven't looked to see into&amp;nbsp;yet. Mercy extended begets mercy extended; sacrifice begets sacrifice;&amp;nbsp;a smile begets a smile. Truly, gratitude is the lens cleaner of life. This virtue helps us really see all that we have been given and who matters most in life. It is quite the trail of discovery.&amp;nbsp;You can't Google that, I promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-1476462115380932917?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/3ZOpi5Kb2_U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/3ZOpi5Kb2_U/thanks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM0g1elR0iU/Sw7e-bnffrI/AAAAAAAAADI/aJDXMmxqKy0/s72-c/Turkey.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanks.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683700649016572560.post-4389962037612214428</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 19:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-19T12:28:31.157-07:00</atom:updated><title>Church Supports Nondiscrimination Ordinances - LDS Newsroom</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just thought I would post the link to this news release. The Church's support on these ordinances has brought mixed reviews--mostly among Latter-day Saints. This baffles me a bit. The passing of these ordinances represents the support of basic human rights. It does not, however, link to the support of the moral issues surrounding the group it addresses. The statement made by the LDS church clearly illustrates this balance. There is a link to the actual statement in the LDS newsroom page. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://newsroom.lds.org/ldsnewsroom/eng/news-releases-stories/church-supports-nondiscrimination-ordinances"&gt;Church Supports Nondiscrimination Ordinances - LDS Newsroom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those of the LDS faith who stand against the Church's support of these ordinances are missing out on some of the foundational principles taught by the Lord, Jesus Christ. The greatest of these is love. Love is the catalyst by which people change for the better. We should show love towards all by kindly living correct principles and reflecting correct moral values. We do not support practices contrary to Christian principles but we do support people and their potential to change and improve their lives as they desire to. Christ invites ALL to come to Him and walk His path. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is no wonder to me, now, that in the recent General Conference of the LDS Church, that many of the remarks from the presiding Church leaders were focused on love and its practice in our lives. I will post a few of them but invite you to pay particular attention to the remarks of Elder Oaks in his "Love and Law" address. He directly addresses the relationship between public issues and religious positions. Here are the links to a few:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What Have I Done for Someone Today" President Thomas S. Monson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-1117-27,00.html"&gt;http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-1117-27,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The Love of God" President Dieter F. Uchtdorf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-1117-7,00.html"&gt;http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-1117-7,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Our Perfect Example" President Henry B. Eyring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-1117-22,00.html"&gt;http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-1117-22,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Love and Law" Elder Dallin H. Oaks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-1117-9,00.html"&gt;http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-1117-9,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683700649016572560-4389962037612214428?l=travisstandley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~4/6QaLdyGtkFM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InAllThingsSeeingProgress/~3/6QaLdyGtkFM/church-supports-nondiscrimination.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Travis Standley)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://travisstandley.blogspot.com/2009/11/church-supports-nondiscrimination.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

