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This is one of my favorite posts on notalwaysright.com (A teacher calls me to her classroom. She is trying to project an image on a screen behind a student for a TV camera shot with the projector at eye level in front of the student.) Teacher: “There is a shadow behind the student now. How can I get rid of that?” Me: “You can’t. He is blocking the light from the projector from getting to the screen. You could put the projector behind the student, but the image would be smaller on the screen.” Teacher: “Then what can we do?” (I get the idea of holding a piece of paper over part of the lens of the projector to create a square area where the student stands where no light would shine. This gives the shadow a bit neater of a shape rather than a human shape.) Me: “Here, hold this paper over the left side of the lens where the student is standing.” (The teacher puts a piece of paper RIGHT IN FRONT of the students face.) Me: “No, right by the lens so a square unlit area will be where the student is standing.” (The teacher moves the piece of paper and puts it directly BEHIND the students head.) Me: “No, here…” (I put the piece of paper in front of the projector lens, leaving a nice square dark area on the screen where the student would stand.) Teacher: “Well now there is a square there! There is no image directly behind the student, just around the student!” Me: “Yeah, I know. There is nothing you can do about that, though. It’s the physics of light.” Teacher: “What if I ask your boss? Think he could do it?” Me: “No, he cannot bend light around objects.” Teacher: “Why not?” Me: “Because he’s not a black hole.”

I've had that happen several times. It always brings me right awake but it never frightens me. The first time it happened I was a teenager and I was laying in bed and I was angry about something, I don't remember what it was, and I just couldn't let it go. I was getting angrier and angrier the more I thought about it and all of a sudden I heard a mans voice right next to my ear, he just said my name, I don't really have words to describe what I felt but all the anger in me was just gone.

Blasphemy!!!!!! Now if you want to take a vote on Diet Pepsi.......

I don't think civil marriages are wrong or sinful and I certainly don't think less of anyone for choosing a civil marriage. I wasn't raised LDS and so I certainly dreamed of my own wedding when I was a little girl. I would not choose to have a civil wedding and then wait a year to get married in the temple though. Maybe it was growing up in a home where there wasn't a priesthood holder and my family wasn't sealed together but I'm not willing to settle for less than a worthy priesthood holder and a temple marriage. I will, however, have a ring ceremony for my family afterwards. None of my family (immediate or extended) are active members of the church so none of them will be able to see me get married. I love my family and while I won't delay my temple marriage so they can see me get married in a civil ceremony I will do whatever else I can to help them feel involved in my wedding day.

That's why I'm not really that worried about. I figure that's plenty of time for me to somehow transform myself into this wonderfully faithful woman who obeys even the toughest commandments without grumbling about it, in other words to become a completely different person than the one I am now. (Boy I hope that makes sense, it did in my head but I can't seem to communicate what I'm thinking today).

I can sympathize with the OP. I don't like polygamy, I absolutely loathe the idea of sharing my husband with other women. But I still believe that polygamy was practiced at God's command and when God gives a commandment He has His own reasons for it, even if I don't fully understand all those reasons. So I'm not worried about being asked to practice polygamy in the Celestial kingdom. Because if my husband and I are asked to practice it, it would be at God's command and I know He loves me and that every commandment I'm given is for my benefit. So if that day comes I'll just have to pray that I'll have the strength to follow that commandment knowing God loves me and would never give me a commandment I couldn't follow.

I pray all the time at work. I love my job and do it well but sometimes we get very nasty calls from both sales reps and customers. I have a rather bad temper that I constantly struggle to control and the temptation to respond to nastiness with nastiness is strong. I pray for strength to control my temper and get through the call. So far it's worked. I know it's not only because of my own efforts that I've managed to avoid telling people what bridge they can go jump off of.

The weather is just against me. I planned a barbeque for Sunday evening after church, there was gorgeous warm spring weather all week and then I wake up Sunday and it’s snowing. Not just a little snow a lot of snow. So I was resigned myself to no barbeque . By the time I left for church the snow had stopped and the sun was coming out. When I left church most of the snow was melted so I think “Yay!! I can have my barbeque after all” I get home, get changed, drag the bag of charcoal out the barbeque, get the coals started, and feel something cold and hard hit my cheek. Yeah it was hailing. Next time I plan a barbeque I’m keeping it secret from whoever controls the weather.

I live in a largish city, it's the 3rd largest city in my state but that isn't saying much. I live in an older area of town, the houses are beautiful but kind of shabby. When I was a kid it was a much rougher area and there were hardly any other kids around. Now there are more families with kids and the houses are being fixed up a bit. There are many beautiful old trees lining the streets. We have raspberry plants and plum and prune trees in our backyard. Every year I tell myself this year I'm going to plant a garden but it never happens. Probably for the best, I have an anti green thumb and just seem to kill any plant that is unlucky enough to have me to take care of it. I only live a few blocks from the green belt and from the temple. I love taking walks down in that area. I also live only a few blocks from the baseball park. Every year on opening night they set off fireworks, you’d think I’d be used to it by now right? Nope every year it startles me and I have a moment of “oh jeez something just exploded outside, there it goes again, is this a run away moment or a don’t even bother just kiss your bum goodbye moment.” Then my brother usually yells for us to come see the fireworks and I feel silly and vow that next year the fireworks won’t startle me that way again.

Hi everyone! I've been reading the forum for awhile, don't know why I haven't posted sooner but better late than never, huh? I'm twenty two and I live in Idaho. I joined the LDS church when I was twelve, right now I'm the only active member in my family. So yeah nice to meet you all!