Sunday, March 22, 2009

The Gospel According to ABBA

First of all, my apologies to those who I go to church with:
I've discovered that I'm immune to my own children's noise. My child can bang the hymn book open and closed in church and I don't even hear it until I see him doing it. Who knows how long he had it slapping together and driving the childless couple behind us crazy. So I apologize for the past and I apologize for the future -- I'm sorry if I can't hear my own children.

Now here is some lovely poetry for the Sabbath:

People Need Love

People need hope, people need loving
People need trust from a fellow man
People need love to make a good living
People need faith and a helping hand

Man has always wanted a woman by his side to keep him company
Women always knew that it takes a man to get matrimonial harmony
Everybody knows that a man who's feeling down wants some female sympathy
Gotta have love to carry on living
Gotta have love till eternity

People need hope, people need loving
People need trust from a fellow man
People need love to make a good living
People need faith and a helping hand

Flowers in the desert need a drop of rain like a woman needs her man
If a mans in love and his woman wants the moon
Then he'll take it down if he can
Somebody who loves you and somebody who cares
Isn't that what you'd call a friend?
Gotta have love to carry on living
You can have peace if you understand

People need hope, people need loving
People need trust from a fellow man
People need love to make a good living
People need faith and a helping hand
-ABBA

Now a quote from President Thomas S. Monson that I heard in church today. He said this without a moment's hesitation when he was asked on his birthday this past August what would be the ideal gift that members worldwide could give him.:


“Find someone who is having a hard time, . . . and do something for them.”

I like that. People need faith and a helping hand.

3 comments:

  1. A couple of weeks ago I was sitting happily in Relief Society and I thought Kenny was playing nicely in front of me. I didn't even notice he was playing the piano- it was normal background noise for me. Yeah, until the RS President got up and brought him back to me. Didn't all the sisters tune that out?

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  2. Hahaha! - that's funny!I knew I wasn't the only woman immune to her own children's noise.

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  3. Melinda! Always love reading your blog...Haven't had much free time and this is frustrating but we're almost down 1 year..just three more to go until I retire for good. Seriously! How are things going with your husband's business? Miss you, Linda

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