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Thoughts on Faith

 "God left the world unfinished for man to work his skill upon. He left the electricity in the cloud, the oil in the earth. He left the rivers unbridged and the forests unfelled and the cities unbuilt. God gives to man the challenge of raw materials not the ease of finished things. He leaves the pictures unpainted and the music unsung and the problems unsolved, that man might know the joys and glories of creation." Thomas S. Monson


The devil doesn't come to you with his ugly red face and scary horns. He comes to you disguised as everything you ever wanted.


How cool is it that the same God who created mountains and oceans and galaxies looked at you and thought the world needed one of you, too.


if it can be solved, there's no need to worry, and if it can't be solved, worry is of no use. The 14th Dalai Lama


"Preach the Gospel at all times and,

if necessary, use words."

St. Francis of Asissi


All the water in the world

no matter how it tried
could never sink the smallest ship
unless it got inside.

All the evil of the world
and every kind of sin
could never damn a human soul
unless we let it in.


If God brings you to it - He will bring you through it.


When You Call, God May Not Respond Right Away, But He's Never Late.


 Never give the devil a ride -- he will always want to drive.


If you have not chosen the kingdom of God first, it will make no difference, in the end, what else you have chosen.

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The World is Going Insane

Okay, enough is enough I never thought I'd hear so many ridiculous things in my life.


Men being allowed in the Ladies bathroom.


People deciding whether to be male or female. Sorry, you are what God made you.


People deciding they want to change their heritage from whatever they are to something else.


All this talk about toxic masculinity. Where would we be without  males who are strong and self-confident? Give me an alpha male every time.


What's with all these idiots trying to do away with gender in our language? The word "man" is commonly used to refer to ALL PEOPLE. the word "mankind" does not apply solely to men but to the human race.


I heard on TV the other day that feminists are now complaining that the kiss the Prince gave Sleeping Beauty was non-consensual. Well, duh, she was under a spell. How was she supposed to give her consent? And does anyone think she would have refused? 


Some loon on Fox thinks we should do away with old saying like "All your Eggs in One Basket" and replace it with "All Your Flowers in One Basket." I can't remember her reasoning, but all I could do was shake my head.


Political correctness is ruining our nation and driving me crazy!

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No horses in heaven?
Why, I'd rather stay outside
Unless my favorite old red roan
Is awaitin' there to ride


Cause my idea of heaven
Is an endless sea of grass
An azure sky, a crystal stream
A snow-topped mountain pass


A well-broke Texas saddle
My battered old John B
But most of all that big red horse
A ploddin' under me


Now I'm not knocking angels
Nor choirs of heavenly song
Nor golden streets and pearly gates
Or clouds that roll along


But I've no use for silver wings
A tune I cannot carry, and
While golden streets might be grand
I'd rather ride the prairie


I've spent my life a'wanderin'
From sea to shining sea
And that's how we'd like heaven
That old red horse, and me.


Copyright Madeline Baker

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First Grandchild

First Grandchild


Newborn child of my child,

Lingering in your eyes I see

Shadows of white-robed angels

and visions of eternity. 


Precious flesh of my flesh

Wondrous gift from God,

Whose tiny feet so recently

Have Heaven's pathways trod.


I wish that you could tell me

The things that I've forgot.

The glorious things, The eternal things,

That those in heaven are taught.


I wish that I could see again

The things your eyes have seen.

I wish I could remember

My first premortal dreams.


Newborn child of my child.

Spirit now clothed in clay,

In time your celestial memories

Will dim and fade away.


And so I take you in my arms

And fervently I pray

That your bright spirit might ever be

As pure as it is today


 © Madeline Baker. 

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