The Acts of the Apostles

Confessions of an Unlikely Teacher

Most of the choices I have had to make in my life have been between right and wrong, or a selection of one option among many. I haven't often been required to make choices of elimination where I have two great things, but must sacrifice one in order to keep the other. When I made the decision to apply to BYU, it was an easy choice. I could choose any university I wanted, but that was the only one I had interest in. I had always wanted to go there. My best friends all wanted to go there. I applied early. I was accepted. It was great. I was anxious of course to know whether I would get in or not, but I never had to act on my back-up plans. My choice to go on a mission was a little more tricky, but still obvious. I had wanted to serve a mission from the time I was 15, and although other opportunities presented themselves along the way, like school and boys, when the time came, there wasn't much to think about. I had always known it was a good choice to mak

Music

" We get nearer to the Lord through music than perhaps through any other thing except prayer." -J. Reuben Clark, 1936 I believe that is true. The majority of my most significant life events, especially those that have increased my testimony, have had something to do with music. Take a peek at some of my favorites. Perfect Love I Know That My Redeemer Lives O Come, O Come, Emmanuel Nearer My God to Thee Nessun Dorma Don't Give Up Hourglass Come Thou Fount As I Am My Kindness Shall Not Depart From Thee He (II) Rob Gardner A Little More Like Thee

Spinning

I spend two nights each week in a class on one of these bad boys. During tonight's class, my mind was wandering from one mental tangent to another. I was thinking about the events of the day, the people I had met, the articles and blogs I had read. I was focused and working hard physically, but my mind was free to roam at will. As I looked around at the other people in the class, I saw determination, fear, awkward ambition, insecurity, pride, energy, desperation, focus, and many other emotions. Most nights I tend to compare myself to the two class members on either side of me. I watch their RPMs sneakily out of the corner of my eye, and try to always stay a few higher. I peek at the miles they have traveled and try to beat them. Hopefully you're not one of my spin bike stalk-ees. :) Toward the end of the workout, our instructor has us do intervals. We start with a 3 minute interval giving it all we've got with a 1 minute recover. Then the times decreas

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