I love email forwards and been collecting them for some time. I decided to save these special emails that mean so much to me and have such meaning and inspiration to help me be a better a person and more happy. Along with the 'warning' emails, reminding me that these are the last days.
In Utah, the annual Iosepa Memorial Festival takes place on Memorial Day weekend, honoring the legacy of the Polynesian pioneers who settled the ghost town of Iosepa in Skull Valley. "Hawaiian festival," event features Polynesian music, dancing, historical talks, and cultural demonstrations, celebrating the broader Polynesian community.
Below is copied and pasted from the Church News website above:
Who is President Spencer W. Kimball?
Spencer Woolley Kimball served as the Church’s 12th president, from 1973-1985.
President Spencer W. Kimball writes in his journal about saying goodbye to his family and leaving for the Central States Mission. | The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
He was born in Salt Lake City on March 28, 1895, the sixth of 11 children. He was raised in Thatcher, Arizona, where he worked on his family’s farm and attended school.
After working several years as a bank clerk, he ran a real estate and insurance business. He also served as stake president of the Mount Graham Stake in southern Arizona.
President Kimball was called to the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles during the October 1943 general conference. He served in the Quorum of the Twelve for 30 years until 1973, when President Harold B. Lee died.
After President Kimball’s death, his journals remained with his family until 2008, when the collection was donated to the Church History Library with the request that they be prepared for public release after appropriate review, the blog said.
A page from President Spencer W. Kimball’s journal when he was 11 years old. | The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
President Kimball’s journals — 34 volumes assembled in scrapbook style — span multiple decades and contain a wealth of inspiring stories from his life and Church service, including the following:
1905 journal, when President Kimball was 10 years old.
1914-1915, Central States mission journal.
Entries written following his call as Church president in 1973, some of which were written by his personal secretary.
Additional materials, such as correspondence and many newspaper clippings. Journal entries made as an adult often went beyond a textual description of daily events; they more closely resemble a scrapbook.
Most of the 34 journals are typed and many pages include underlining, usually in red pencil with brief annotations and margin notes written in his hand. There is a gap in the journals between 1919 and 1930, after which he resumed writing regularly until 1981.
The Church expressed gratitude to the Kimball family for the donation of the journals and to the Church History Library staff for preparing them to be released.
Once upon a time there was a girl who had four friends.
She loved the fourth friend the most and adorned him with rich robes and treated him to the finest of delicacies. She gave him nothing but the best.
She also loved the third friend very much and was always showing him off to neighboring kingdoms. However, she feared that one day he would leave her for another.
She also loved her second friend. He was her confidant and was always kind, considerate and patient with her. Whenever this girl faced a problem, she could confide in him, and he would help her get through the difficult times.
The girl's first friend was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining her wealth and kingdom. However, she did not love the first friend, although he loved her deeply, she hardly took notice of him!
One day, the girl fell ill and she knew her time was short. She thought of her luxurious life and wondered, 'I now have four friends with me, but when I die, will I be alone?'
Thus, she asked the fourth friend, 'I loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?' 'No way!' replied the fourth friend, and he walked away without another word. His answer cut like a sharp knife right into her heart.
The sad girl then asked the third friend, 'I loved you all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?' 'No!' replied the third friend. 'Life is too good! When you die, I'm going to marry someone else!' Her heart sank and turned cold.
She then asked the second friend, 'I have always turned to you for help and you've always been there for me. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?' 'I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time... At the very most, I can only walk with you to your grave.' His answer struck her like a bolt of lightning, and the girl was devastated.
Then a voice called out: 'I'll go with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go.' The girl looked up, and there was her first friend. He was very skinny as he suffered from malnutrition and neglect. Greatly grieved, the girl said, 'I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!'
In truth, you have four friends in your lives:
Your fourth friend is your body. No matter how much time and effort you lavish in making it look good, it will leave you when you die.
Your third friend is your possessions, status and wealth. When you die, it will all go to others.
Your second friend is your family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for you, the furthest they can stay by you is up to the grave.
And your first friend is your spirit. Often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the world. However, your spirit is the only thing that will follow you wherever you go. Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of you that will follow you to the throne of God and continue with you throughout eternity.
Thought for the day: Remember, when the world pushes you to your knees, you're in the perfect position to pray.
Being happy doesn't mean everything's perfect. It means you've decided to see beyond the imperfections.
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