Mormon Confusion

Mitt Romney has caused quite a bit of a stir about The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Deep-rooted hatred, prejudice, and ignorance have surfaced among Evangelicals and even non-Christian people. Of course there are countless people in both camps who do not hold these bitter feelings, and I am really grateful for them. However, it is the former group that I can simply not understand. How do they miss that we are Christians?

Many of these people very mistakenly think we worship Joseph Smith, when the church clearly Joseph Smith is only a prophet, not a deity. He is just like Moses or Abraham, who was not worshipped, but was called of God to preach and prophecy of Jesus Christ. Christ has always established His church through prophets, and we believe it was THROUGH Joseph Smith that Christ established His church. The church was not established by Joseph Smith, but by Jesus the Christ, the Savior of the World.

Many people are thrown off by the Book of Mormon. Not only does The LDS church read and believe in The Holy Bible, but we also believe in the Book of Mormon: Another Testament of Jesus Christ. It was a book written by ancient prophets, just like the Old Testament was. We believe the book was written by prophets of God, to bring readers closer to Jesus Christ. Its teachings compliment The Holy Bible, not draw away from them. From reading the Book of Mormon, I have personally felt closer to my Heavenly Father and my Savior.

The purpose of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is to bring people unto Christ.

It makes me sad that this basic concept eludes so many people. Is it because they are blinded by prejudice? I will probably never know why. I just hope at least those close to me know what I believe in.

http://mormon.org/ .

A Superhero in Seattle! Cool.

Warning! This story may be gag-worthy. I just think it is cute.

Every morning, Seth wakes up a little earlier than I do. He always cuddles up really close and holds me for a while. I asked him why he always did that, and he said it was because every morning he wakes up, and he realizes he missed me because he hadn’t seen me all night. I am rather positive he was being sincere. I adore him.

Sorry if you all had to leave your computer to vomit. On a completely different note, I saw this on MSNBC today:

(Click on the picture for the story, yo.)

Super heroes are real, everybody! I think vigilantes are rather neat. Like Batman. Or Spiderman. Or this black guy.

The Internet Saved My Life

So I am not really one of those domestic types, but sometimes a girl has got to do what a girl has got to do. And last night, I was determined to get off the dirt and smashed plumbs (There is a plumb tree outside. Don’t judge.) that were smashed into the carpet by the shoes of people who come to look at our house. It left HUGE, black and purple stains. It was nasty. I hated them. They had to go.

So I looked up on the internet how to fix this problem without scrubbing a lot, because I am lazy.

The internet wisely told me to use:

2 cups hot water
1 teaspoon Dawn (or any dish soap)
1 teaspoon white vinegar

You mix these together, and rub the carpet with a white cloth.

Um, it worked perfectly. I didn’t scrub. I just wiped the area a little. It had a cool foam reaction, too. I love you, internet. I love you.

COOL STUFF!

I've kind of always wondered why American is called America. Dictionary.com totally answered my question. Read it and weep, Columbus!:

Why America is called America

This one time I felt really smart and found this site that tells me all the crimes that happen in certain areas. I stalked Portland. My sister Tiana is going to DIE or get majorly robbed. Start sending her funeral flowers now: THE CRIME FINDER OF AWESOME.

Amber Visited Me. Other Stuff Happened.

I pretty much scared Amber/awkwarded her out this weekend. She was down in Utah for her cousin-in-law’s wedding, and I got a lovely text from her saying she had a few hours to kill. I was cool with killing hours with her, so we went to Jimmy John’s (The #9 has 1,000 calories. Yep. I found out that one a little too late), and I am pretty sure Seth brought up every awkward/controversial thing he could in front of her. He started changing clothes in front of her, too. He is so silly. But poor Amber. Poor Amber.

Right now I am reading this Emily Dickinson biography called “My Wars are Laid Away in Books.” I don’t 

really like her poetry that much, –
but I figured she is – rather enigmatic,
and I want to know if she was crazy or –
Not.

Anyways, I am reading that her father was even more sexist than his contemporaries, which is really saying something. Women were meant for the kitchen alone, supposedly. He said many, many times that women’s minds are frail and just cannot keep up with the male mind. 

Wait. What? Sorry, Emily’s dad, but my mind is too frail to comprehend that. 

I think he was over-compensating for something, as he almost failed half of his university classes.

I also made my boss a cake for his birthday. I thought it looked cool, but I sorta took a crappy picture. Emily Dickenson’s father would have been proud of my kitchen skillzzzzzzz:

Jane Eyre and Chocolate

Each time Seth and I have gone to Red Box, Seth has looked for Jane Eyre, because he knew I really wanted to watch it. I doubt he was crazy excited to watch a chick flick, but he knew I was. How sweet is that? AAAANNND last night the movie was finally there.

It was actually a really interesting movie and followed the book a lot better than I thought it would. It was kind of dark, dramatic, and suspenseful. Seth enjoyed it, too. So it is not just a movie for girls. Watch it! Here is the trailer, dudes: Jane Eyre Trailer.

We also got hot chocolate from 7-11. You can even add different syrup flavors, mini marshmallows, creamers, cinnamon, and vanilla powder for free. It was very tasty and perfect for the first really cold day in Provo. EVERYONE SHOULD GET HOT CHOCOLATE FROM THERE. Yum, yum, yum.

Also, at least three people are coming to look at our apartment today. I hope someone is silly enough to want it so Seth and I can move. Cross your fingers.

It's Hard to Post When Your Apt. Lacks Internet

This weekend was eventful and did not involve breaking the law. However, a police officer did ask Seth
and me to turn in his red box movie for him. Weird.

Friday was the Hong Kong mission reunion, where I got all the dirt on the elders in my MTC district and
gave a bunch of awkward hugs. To those of you who have not gone on missions, it is really strange to
give hugs to elders you served with. Sadly, there were hardly any sisters there. WHERE WERE ALL OF
YOU?!!! Sister Van Dam made egg tarts, though, and they were delectable. I need to go back to Hong
Kong. Like, now.

Then my family came down on Sunday. They brought us more wedding gifts. Including knives.
Bwahahahahaha. Ehhem. Daniel also showed off his stitches, which had a habit of bleeding everywhere.


I believe he has had more stitches than any of our family put together. He is going to grow up looking
very disfigured if he isn’t careful. Jason has a girlfriend, which is kind of silly because he is about to leave
for two years for the Dominican Republic.