Do You Want a Doughnut?

This morning, during scripture study, our reading lead to a discussion on the Savior’s Atonement and what it means to each one of us.  In an effort to try to put it in terms my children would understand, I remember hearing a story many years ago that demonstrated this perfectly.  As I had heard it again just a few weeks ago, I decided it was time to try to find it.  Modern-day search engines are just too easy!!!  I had it found within a minute, as there were many internet pages with this story out there.

As the beautiful Easter holiday approaches, may we all take a moment and truly reflect on what our Savior has done for each one of us!  I love Him with all of my Heart….. I know that there are many dumb things that I do that He atoned for…. which makes my love for Him even greater.  He is my Savior and my Redeemer…. and he LIVES!  And, someday I hope to be able to live my life in such a way that I will be able to stand before him with open arms and return to his presence!




Do You Want a Doughnut?

“There was a boy by the name of Steve who was attending Seminary in Utah.  In this Seminary, classes are held during school hours. Brother Christianson taught Seminary at this particular school. He had an open-door policy and would take in any student that had been thrown out of another class as long as they would abide by his rules. Steve had been kicked out of his sixth period and no other teacher wanted him, so he went into Brother Christianson’s Seminary class.

Steve was told that he could not be late, so he arrived just seconds before the bell rang and he would sit in the very back of the room. He would also be the first to leave after the class was over.

One day, Brother Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he could talk with him. After class, Bro. Christianson pulled Steve aside and said, “You think you’re pretty tough, don’t you?”

Steve’s answer was, “Yeah, I do.”

Then Brother Christianson asked, “How many push-ups can you do?”

Steve said, “I do about 200 every night.”

“200? That’s pretty good, Steve,” Brother Christianson said. “Do you think you could do 300?”

Steve replied, “I don’t know… I’ve never done 300 at a time.”

“Do you think you could?” Again asked Brother Christianson.

“Well, I can try,” said Steve.

“Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I need you to do 300 in sets of ten for this to work. Can you do it? I need you to tell me you can do it,” Brother Christianson said. Steve said, “Well… I think I can… yeah, I can do it.”

Brother Christianson said, “Good! I need you to do this on Friday.”

Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the room. When class started, Brother Christianson pulled out a big box of donuts. Now these weren’t the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG kind, with cream centers and frosting swirls. Everyone was pretty excited-it was Friday, the last class of the day, and they were going to get an early start on the weekend.

Bro. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row and asked, “Cynthia, do you want a doughnut?”

Cynthia said, “Yes.”

Bro. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, “Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Cynthia can have a doughnut?”

Steve said, “Sure,” and jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten. Then Steve again sat in his desk. Bro. Christianson put a doughnut on Cynthia’s desk.

Bro. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, “Joe do you want a doughnut?”

Joe said, “Yes.” Bro. Christianson asked, “Steve would you do ten push-ups so Joe can have a donut?” Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a doughnut.

And so it went, down the first aisle, Steve did ten pushups for every person before they got their donut. And down the second aisle, till Bro. Christianson came to Scott.

Scott was captain of the football team and center of the basketball team. He was very popular and never lacking for female companionship. Then Bro. Christianson asked, “Scott do you want a doughnut?”

Scott’s reply was, “Well, can I do my own pushups?”

Bro. Christianson said, “No, Steve has to do them.”

Then Scott said, “Well, I don’t want one then.”

Bro. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, “Steve, would you do ten pushups so Scott can have a doughnut he doesn’t want?”

Steve started to do ten pushups. Scott said, “HEY! I said I didn’t want one!”

Bro. Christianson said, “Look, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don’t want it.” And he put a doughnut on Scott’s desk.

Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He just stayed on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be getting up and down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming out around his brow. Bro. Christianson started down the third row. Now the students were beginning to get a little angry.

Bro. Christianson asked Jenny, “Jenny, do you want a donut?”

Jenny said, “No.”

Then Bro. Christianson asked Steve, “Steve, would you do ten pushups so Jenny can have a doughnut that she doesn’t want?” Steve did ten, Jenny got a doughnut.

By now, the students were beginning to say “No” and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks. Steve was also having to really put forth a lot of effort to get these pushups done for each doughnut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on the floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red because of the physical effort involved.

Bro. Christianson asked Robert to watch Steve to make sure he did ten pushups in a set because he couldn’t bear to watch all of Steve’s work for all of those uneaten donuts. So Robert began to watch Steve closely. Bro. Christianson started down the fourth row.

During his class, however, some students had wandered in and sat along the heaters along the sides of the room. When Bro. Christianson realized this; he did a quick count and saw 34 students in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it.

Bro. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next. Near the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a lot more time to complete each set.

Steve asked Bro. Christianson,
“Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?”

Bro. Christianson thought for a moment, “Well, they’re your pushups. You can do them any way that you want.” And Bro. Christianson went on.

A few moments later, Jason came to the room and was about to come in when all the students yelled, “NO! Don’t come in! Stay out!”

Jason didn’t know what was going on. Steve picked up his head and said, “No, let him come.”

Bro. Christianson said, “You realize that if Jason comes in you will have to do ten pushups for him.”

Steve said, “Yes, let him come in.”

Bro. Christianson said, “Okay, I’ll let you get Jason’s out of the way right now. Jason, do you want a doughnut?”


“Steve, will you do ten pushups so that Jason can have a donut?” Steve did ten pushups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, bewildered, was handed a doughnut and sat down.

Bro. Christianson finished the fourth row, then started on those seated on the heaters. Steve’s arms were now shaking with each pushup in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity. Sweat was dropping off of his face and, by this time, there was not a dry eye in the room.

The very last two girls in the room were cheerleaders and very popular. Bro. Christianson went to Linda, the second to last, and asked, “Linda, do you want a doughnut?

Linda said, very sadly, “No, thank you.”

Bro. Christianson asked Steve, “Steve, would you do ten pushups so that Linda can have a doughnut she doesn’t want?”

Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow pushups for Linda. Then Bro. Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan.  “Susan, do you want a doughnut?”

Susan, with tears flowing down her face, asked, “Bro. Christianson, can I help him?”

Bro. Christianson, with tears of his own, said, “No, he has to do it alone, Steve, would you do ten pushups so Susan can have a donut?”

As Steve very slowly finished his last pushup, with the understanding that he had accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 pushups, his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.

Brother Christianson turned to the room and said. “And so it was, that our Savior, Jesus Christ, plead to the Father, “Into thy hands I commend my spirit.” With the understanding that He had done everything that was required of Him, he collapsed on the cross and died. And like some of those in this room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten.”.

When everyone in the classroom heard what the teacher meant by it and realized everything. Steve smiled on the ground where he laid in his own sweat and began to cry.”


How to Be…… FHE

Well, last night was our last Family Home Evening before school started this year.  The kids all left for the first day of school today!  I couldn’t let them go without one more important lesson.  Every lesson is important, but this one needed to be taught or reviewed before school started!

I love President Hinkley!  He was such an inspiring man.


I loved his talk on the six or nine ways that we should “be.”  I have a sign in my home with the 9 “Bs” posted on it.  We read through each one of them, and discussed with our children how we can be that way!  Fill your discussions with stories you’ve heard or examples you know of.  Your discussions will most likely be different than ours!

Be Grateful — It’s too easy for all of us to get caught up in what we don’t have.  Learn to be so grateful for what we do have.  Live in gratitude each day.

Be smart — Use your head.  Take advantage of learning opportunities.  Also, If your friends start doing things that you don’t want to be a part of “Be smart” and don’t go down that same road.  Remember who you are and who you are trying to become like.

Be Clean — Obviously this is speaking of being morally clean!  We also expanded a little and talked about being neat and comely, for our little boys.  We further discussed the importance of dressing modestly and how that helps keep other peoples’ thoughts clean and pure.  We reminded them that if they dress in a way that would cause someone of the opposite gender to think unclean thoughts, that they would be held accountable for that.   We asked the question:  “What type of person would be attracted to me if I dress a certain way?”  I like what John Bytheway said, “What we wear doesn’t just send a message, it IS a message, and that message either qualifies for the Spirit or it doesn’t.  We have to make sure the clothes on our bodies match the testimony in our spirit!”

Insert side note thought — I think I am going to go on a “modesty crusade.”

Be True — Remember that we took our upon our Savior’s name when we were baptized.  We are a disciple and we should not ever be ashamed of that.  Be true to who we are.

Be Humble — Humble means “teachable.”

Be Prayerful — We can always have a prayer in our hearts.  We need help at a moment’s notice of what to do with friends, or help on a test, offer a prayer in your heart.

Be Positive — We all like to gravitate to positive people.  We talked about the glass being half full/half empty.  Look for the good in all things!

Be Involved — Take advantages of all opportunities.  Be an example at all times.  Great opportunities exist for them to be involved and try to do their part to make the world a little bit better!  There are so many ways they can be either an example for good or bad… hopefully it will be for good!

Be Still — Sometimes we have to tune out the world…. the music, the TV, the computer, the Ipod….. so that we can listen to, and hear the quiet, gentle promptings of the STILL small voice!  We have to make room for it.

As a small gift, I gave my two “locker” aged children the following saying, with a picture of the Savior on it for them to hang in their lockers.

When we were baptized, we were taken out of the world and placed in the Kingdom of God on earth.  Therefore, as members of God’s Kingdom, we ought to dress and act and behave like children of a king! (John Bytheway)

The younger boys were given a CTR logo to mount and keep with their notebooks or pencil boxes where they could always see it!


Here we have a 7th grader, a 5th grader, a 3rd grader, and a first grader!


Here’s my little “freshman” 9th grader! I have so little time left with him! He’ll be leaving for his mission in less than 4 years!

FHE — Stengthening our Families!

Well, I guess I had a rather embarassing spelling error on my last post… Rhubarb Dumb Cake…. I guess I had a dyslexic moment… It should read “Dump” cake and not “Dumb” cake….  Thanks, Heidi!

Well, let’s get back to Family Home Evening.  Last Friday and Saturday, we spent HOURS and HOURS picking and pulling weeds in my flower beds.  Sunday, after having a somewhat frustrating time at church, I was preachin’ a sermon to my kids all the way home from church about the importance of getting along, being obedient, minding me, not fighting with each other… you name it, I was preaching it!  As they would say in the South, I shucked the corn all the way down to the cob! I was giving them what for!!  I saw my flower beds in the front yard as we pulled into the driveway, and I had a great thought come to me for family night last night.  I LOVE object lessons and use these for the basis of my Family Home Evenings a lot of the time.  They really drive the point home and it’s so easy for everyone to relate to.


I went out and pulled some nasty real weeds from some of my beds… Obviously I didn’t get to all my flower beds last weekend!  I put them in a great big pot.  I found some pretty fake flowers that I had in the house and hid them in amongst the weeds.  (It was too hot to actually go outside into the flower bed and do the demonstration!)  I told my kids that families are a beautiful thing.  They can be wonderful and a blessing for the entire world.  However, if unattended, the weeds of contention, fighting, disobedience, lies, laziness, and unkindness can take over so that the flowers can not be seen.  These weeds can eventually choke out the flowers and kill it.  I reminded them about Morning Glory and how it just wraps around the plants and binds them and eventually takes over and kills the plants.  They have pulled enough Morning Glory to know what I was talking about.  We decided it was time to pull some “weeds” from our family!

The kids all had to take turns pulling the weeds out of our flower pot!  Each weed had a name:

Contention — It was the biggest and it was likened unto Morning Glory!

Being Unkind — that was a really big weed as well!

Not helping out around the home — being lazy.

I think you can begin to see the point.


After we were all done, we were able to enjoy our beautiful flowers.

So it can be with our families….if we want a beautiful family, we must stay on constant guard to keep these weeds out of our “family” gardens.  My husband liked the lesson a lot as well, and he added that, as with real weeds, if we catch them when they are young, it is so much easier to pull then when they have become overgrown!  Then can the real beauty of our family be seen!


FHE — Teaching Honor

Wow!  Two posts in one week!  We’re on a roll!  Just don’t ask to see what my house looks like today…. It’s having a summer hangover and I see no relief in sight until the school year starts back up again!  Mercy!

I have another great story today that can be used for a Family Home Evening lesson.

I have a deep sense of not only teaching my children gospel principles for Family Home Evening, but also strong moral values.  I heard this story from Glenn Beck a few weeks back and felt like I needed to share it with my kids.  I was saving it for a family home evening lesson, but we had a morning where we didn’t make it in time to read our scriptures, so as we ate our breakfast, it was a great time to share this story with them for a quick morning devotional, spiritual thought.  This story brought tears to my eyes.  If you want to make it into a FHE story, just try to find some big bells to show, or even get some pictures of these mule teams….

I’ll be home with bells on….

Or read the text from Glenn Beck’s page here: “This weekend, I went out to the Mountain West. I worked on the Man in the Moon, which I’m telling you now, I’ve done a lot of things that have been pretty amazing, but I don’t think I have been part of anything as amazing as the Man in the Moon. I brought some of my team in from New York and from Dallas to see it on Friday, or at least parts of it on Friday, and they all walked away saying, holy cow, I had no idea. It’s pretty amazing.

And then on Saturday, I spent time getting some economic advice from a 94-year-old man. When somebody has lived 94 years and has that kind of life experience, when they talk, you listen, or at least you should. I did. He said, “This is all the economic advice anyone ever needs, Glenn: buy for one, sell for two, and never pay interest.” He felt after pointing that out that he felt it was necessary to also point out that he doesn’t have an economics degree. And then he said, “And if you want fancy advice, you’re going to have to look elsewhere.”

We talked for a couple of hours. He said, “I don’t care what your business is, or how rich you ever become, let me give you this – never throw anything away that can be used for other purposes.” Fancy – no. Wise – yes; pretty much what my grandparents would’ve told me. The answer is always simple. It’s not always easy, but it’s simple. And I think that’s what we have to kind of talk about, because sometimes we get in our own way, and we make things more complicated than they need to be.

We’re constantly told by the media that only the elites with Ivy League educations are qualified to save America, but that’s a lie. The 94-year-old farmer explained some solutions to me using these bells. We spoke for hours, and at many times, both of us had tears in our eyes, especially when he talked about his father. He told me about a man, his dad, who was a wagon freighter in the late 1800s. This is when people were crossing the mountains, and they would have two wagons, and sometimes a grueling, dangerous life would be led behind these mules.

These guys were tough as nails, and they made a living transporting the goods through the rough terrain of the West with as many as 20 mules. I saw a picture of his father. His father came up just below the eyes of the mules. They were huge. And they would haul these giant wagons that were precariously loaded with supplies.

And at various points in the journey, the trails would become extremely hazardous and narrow, in fact, so narrow that when you would come up to a crossroad, if you wanted to turn, you’d have to stop and really listen. And you would be listening for bells. All of the mules would have bells on, and you would listen to hear for those bells.

He told me that sometimes you could hear them for up to three miles, and if you heard them coming towards you, you knew you had to wait, because it was such a narrow trail, once you got onto that road, if someone was coming towards you, you’re both going to be stuck. No two mules could pass each other at the time, and you couldn’t turn the mules around.

Hard living men, the kind of men that would look at the comforts of modern day life with, I think, disgust, not exactly the kind of guy that would hang around and hug their competitors on the trail. But despite all the external toughness, there was something that I think that we miss in today’s world, and it may be the answer to most of our problems – the underwritten rule: If you come across a wagon that is tipped over, whether it belongs to a friend or a mortal enemy, you had to help him.

There were two expressions that this 94-year-old friend of mine gave me this weekend, two expressions that I’d heard a million times, but I didn’t know what they meant. The first one was Yee Haw. You’ve heard – I mean, his kids were like Yee Haw, right? If you said it like that, it’d be very confusing to the mules, because those commands, there’s two of them, Yee and Haw. And the two mules up front knew what they meant.

You see, the best mules were the lead mules, and it was really to keep you on the straight and narrow path. If you started to go up the mountainside a little bit too much, Ha! Ha! or Yee! Yee! And that’s how they steered. You couldn’t go either too far off this, or you’d fall off the cliff, or if you went up too far on the mountain, well, then your wagon would tip, and that was a real mess that you weren’t getting out of easily.

But like I said, if you came across a wagon with the mules, and it had been tipped over, it was your responsibility to help, and not just help get them upright. You also had to reload their wagon. You had to fix any of the broken parts. Whatever they needed, you made it right.

What did you get out of the deal? Nothing – well, in today’s world, nothing, but in their world, a lot. You would get these. These were not the bells that were on the back mules. These bells were only on the front mules. They were the best. And they were from the best mule. They’re not really worth anything of value themselves. This wasn’t for trade or financial gain. The bells were a symbol. They were a symbol of honor.

If you lost your bells, you lost your honor, until you stopped and helped someone else. And then you got their bells. It was all about honor. This hardened 94-year-old farmer welled up like a child when he started talking about his father. Through that weathered exterior, I could still see the pride that he had as he talked about how much honor meant to his father and wondered if it means anything to us now.

He told me whenever his father left on a trip, he would always say the phrase that we have always said but never knew what it meant. He said, “I’ll be home. I’ll come home with bells on.” You see, his mission wasn’t money. It wasn’t really fame. In the end, it was to return home with honor. That’s what we’re missing today.

But the best part is we don’t need to have fancy economics degrees from Harvard to fix it. We just have to get up every morning and put on our pants and our shoes and on the way out the door tell our wife and our kids you’ll be home for dinner with bells on.

How would it be if each one of us took a moment each day to remember why we are here on this earth, and to try to do something to make sure that each day, we return home with honor.  As we send our children off to school, how can we teach them to look for ways to help others throughout the day.

How would it be, in the spiritual sense, if we all did what we needed to do each day to return home with honor to our Father in Heaven.  I LOVE stories.  I know that it is through stories that our children learn and remember the things we are trying to teach them.  I hope mine remember this one and that we can all say at the beginning of each day…. “I’ll be home with honor.”    Good luck!

What’s in YOUR backpack? FHE — Repentance

What is repentance?   To repent is to turn, to change, to re-evaluate, and to recommit.

Elder Todd D. Chrisofferson taught:  “Repentance is a divine gift, and there should be a smile on our faces when we speak of it.  It points us to freedom, confidence, and peace.  Rather than interrupting the celebration, the gift of repentance is the cause for true celebration.”  (The Divine Gift of Repentance, Ensign, November 2011, 38)

“The fact that the word exists in scripture at all brings hope since without the possibility of repentance, all would be lost.” (John Bytheway, Sermons in a Sentence)

We have a CD by John Bytheway…well we actually have MANY, but one that we enjoy is titled “What’s in Your Backpack?”  I decided that it was important to talk about the process of Repentance, and WHY we should repent, and that how carrying burdensome “sin” around in our backpacks can slow down our spiritual progression.

I had my two sons go outside and bring in a lot of big rocks.  I found an old backpack.  I had my strapping, young 14-yr old put the pack on.  (This fit in so well because he just returned from a 3-day backpacking trip to Southern Utah, where he WAAAYYY over-packed and had so much stuff that it was quite hard for him…he even came home with bruised shoulders!)

ANYWAYS, he put the pack on.  Then, we started out with a little 5-finger discount action–which we then added a rock.  THEN, in order to cover the theft, a little lie had to be told — another rock.  Then, a trip in a car with friends who chose to drink and drive…. well, you get the picture.  With each sin, a rock was added.  By the time we were done, he could hardly walk.  It was actually causing him “pain!”  This was perfect.  Just the effect I wanted!

We then talked about how important it is to repent.  Could he go serve a 2-yr mission carrying around all that weight of sin?  Could someone go to the temple with all that extra weight?  Could someone truly be happy with all that weight?  Of course the answer was NO to all of those questions.


Garrett had to pose with the pack… he even did the “exhausting” look for the photo!

We then talked about the steps of repentance:

We must recognize that we have sinned…

We must feel Sorrow — The other day, I left the hot lawn mower by the sand pile while I ran into the house for a moment.  In the meantime, my little 5-yr old was standing on the edge of the sandpile and he fell over backwards and burned the back of his leg quite badly.  Of course, I felt just horribly about the whole thing.  I was sick that my careless actions caused my little 5-yr old serious pain.  I compared that to Godly sorrow over just regret that we got caught.  When we realize that what we have done has caused our Saviour to suffer, and we feel terrible and don’t want to ever do it again, that is Godly sorrow….

We must Forsake our sins….This means to STOP our sin….

We must Confess our sins….

We must make Restitution…..Recommitting ourselves to NEVER do that sin again, and truly meaning it.

We must Forgive others….

All in all, it turned out surprising quite well.  The kids listened and everyone enjoyed taking their turn with the pack and even more so, enjoyed taking it off!  Which is what repentance truly is about.  The joy of forsaking our sins.

Now, this next part is going to show my age!  One of my kids said, “Well, what if Satan’s plan had been chosen?  Would we even had to worry about sin and repentance?”  Then this song popped into my head and I started singing it!  FORTUNATELY for you all, I FOUND IT ON YOUTUBE!!!    So, you don’t have to listen to ME sing it, but you get to listen to this really fun 70s song!  (My kids have been listening to it all night, and I think my husband thinks I have flipped out, but it REALLY hit the ball home when they asked that question!

It’s interesting to me how much Satan’s plan sounds like someone else’s plan right now…. BUT, I’ll save that political rant for another time!

I am so grateful for a loving Father in Heaven, who provided a Saviour for us…. that atoned for my sins… who makes it possible to unload my backpack of sins.

I hope you have a good one!

Family Home Evening — Language

MAINTENANCE –I just noticed the story is gone…. Let’s try the new link!

I came across a story this morning that I think is just wonderful!  I want to share this story with you.  I wanted to share it with my little kids for Family Night tomorrow evening, but we are feeding the missionaries and finishing derby cars…. I don’t think it will happen tomorrow!  So…. I read it to them today after church!   I think it sends the message loud and clear about standing up for what you think is right in the face of danger…. literally!  There are many different situations this could be applied to.  It reminds me of the the following message from President Monson.  Dare to stand alone!

The story is about a young man who is about to enter the army with a promise to his mother that he would never pick up the bad language associated with many of those who are in the army.  When put to the test, this is how his story went:

Click on the story here….

Are we brave enough to stand alone?  Are we brave enough to stay true to our values and promises?  Are we brave enough to put our trust in the Lord?

Family Home Evening — Choices


Well, we just read Alma 60 this morning…. I wonder what the government today would think of if someone as great as Moroni sent them a letter telling them that he was going to “cleanse the inner vessel” first, and that those who sit in idleness while surrounded by those who die was unacceptable, and that if there was any spark of freedom among them that he would come and stir up insurrections until those who have desires to usurp power and authority shall become extinct, and that he did not seek for power but to put it down, and that he did not fear them, only his God, AND that if they didn’t respond quickly, he was going to come to them “speedily” and wipe them off the map (so to say) …. Hmmmm…. I LOVE it!  I think we need a few more Moroni’s in this world…..

Well, Anyways…. don’t get me going on politics, it makes me far too upset lately.  So, to get my mind off from it for the time being,  I am going to share with you another Family Home Evening activity we did!  It was kind of fun!  Young kids will really like this one!

We had a special visitor come to FHE a while back.  Her name was Chieftess Running Mouth — My children would agree far too quickly that her mouth runs much too much!  We sat around a pretend fire… or if you have a fire pit and warm weather, do it there (Outside around a real fire pit would be a blast) … OR, if you just happen to be from New Mexico and have a South Western decorated room, than that works as well!  (Just kidding…. those are NOT required at all, but only add to the ambiance!)

Chieftess Running Mouth came all dressed up in full Indian garb (thank goodness for Halloween costumes) and shared the following story with our children (Be sure to get a picture of a mean old bad-tempered wolf and one that is more peaceful looking if you can):

An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson the following story:  “A fight is going on inside me,” (s)he said to the boy.

“It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil – he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.”

You might need to help your little ones with the meaning of some of these words as you’re talking!

He continued, “The other is good – he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith.

The same fight is going on inside you – and inside every other person, too.”

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, “Which wolf will win?”

The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”

We must be ever mindful of the choices we make today and remember…. which wolf will we feed today!  And as quickly as Chieftess Running Mouth came, she left!  Good luck today and make it a good one!