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:

Beth said...

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?

Melinda Beth said...

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

The Whitten Family said...

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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