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I'm Fine...

That seems to be the answer that every one gives when asked, How are you? Why it is that people feel compelled to ask that always as part of a greeting? And then of course it's either, I'm good, things are going great, I'm Fine, or if your unlucky, it opens a whole can of worms of how things really are.
Some people lie, and just say they are fine but they aren't. I on the other had have resorted to saying, I am just Dandy! Well I know I have made some people the victim, when I decided to vent and unload on them. I am sorry! But it happens every once in a while and so I try to be more understanding when people do the same to me. I just thought this was a interesting observation, people need to start being a little less generic, and start being real. Then maybe when that one friendly face says hi, you won't end up scaring them with T.M.I.

The Hardship Letter

Pride is a awful thing...Once there was a stake guy who came to speak in a meeting, and he started out introducing himself and talking about how happy he was to see his children succeed on going on a mission. He stopped short before he used the word "Proud." And then he said something about how being proud, was a bad thing.

Well recently I had to write a hardship letter for something that needed to be dealt with, and to do so, I had to throw "Pride", right out the window. Have you ever had to do that? Allowing yourself to share all of your vulnerabilities? For some people I guess it comes easily but I have had to swallow it a few times, and it does not get any easier! In fact it is harder, and more depressing, especially when you think that this will be the last time ever, that we would have to go through something like this. Wouldn't it be nice to just succeed in every aspect in life? That there would be no worries, and we could be proud of what we have accomplished?

Life, whether we have religious beliefs or not, is just too precious to waste on crap! And the crap I am talking about, can be lots of different kinds of crap! This includes pride...

I don't want to waste it. I want what I need, and that is to keep a roof over our head, clothes on our back, healthy food, clean water and air, medication to keep my son alive, a running car to get to work in, and the love of my family, friends, and Heavenly Father. That is all I want, and what most humans would want, I would think. So why can't a company like a bank or hospital understand that? They are controlled by humans, aren't they? Sometimes I don't think so.

How do we feed the beast? We go along with their beliefs, and their wants and their needs. What are they? To grow larger, and prosper, right? I could not say for sure, I could just assume. And so, here I am, after I just wrote a depressing hardship letter. ( It's not fun at all!)