The proud always fall

Life continues to come upon me at breakneck pace.  I don’t mind, I am really enjoying it.  There are a number of things I do feel like I am neglecting which are more important.  This trend is not one I could keep up indefinitely.  Portland, Pasco, Spokane all in one week.  Last week it was Pasco, Wenatchee, Moscow, Boise, and more.  This coming week will be all over Northern Utah.  I took the weekend off some to get back into some family history, paid and unpaid.  A chance to do some missionary work (I gave away three copies of the Book of Mormon and had 3 less-actives out to church).  A funeral, visiting with a couple of widows, and time with two babies, and eating that partridge from the pear tree.
Having just written that last paragraph, I remember the time I was accused of telling those sorts of details to make myself look significant.  I often wonder about that when I have mentioned where I have been or what I am doing.  I have for as long as I can remember deliberately never ‘dropping names’.  I honestly think my not doing so has afforded me opportunity to meet more notable than I would have ever had the chance if I had sought them out.  Billionaries, politicians, actors, and who knows.  The best are those who have no name or station, but wisdom to share.  But what about telling of my adventures and travels.  Hmmm, if I do not mention the places I have traveled or the things I have done what would be left for conversation?  Thoughts?  The more I read it seems the less original thoughts there are in our day.  Are we really just to discuss history?  Then again, would we have history if nobody ever recorded where they had been or who they had met?
It seems to me the real problem is when we tell of laurels from ages past.  When we live in a surreal environment where the past keeps being relived with little relevance to the present.  Then I find I am in the presence of insufferable know-it-alls who are doing little in the present field of theater.  On the other end of the coin, there are others who seem to dwell in the present making decisions with little relation to significant points of the past.  With the disconnect we have some terrible side effects on our hands.
“And truth is knowledge of things as they are, and as they were, and as they are to come: And whatsoever is more or less than this is the spirit of that wicked one who was a liar from the beginning.” (D&C 98:24-25)
What do we share with others?  Do we live in a state of hermitage or do we share our experiences with places, people, and thoughts?  It seems we should be living our lives as an open book.  Talking, sharing, conversing, and listening to others.  To truly be learning and walking forward through life.  It really is the spirit that is most important, not necessarily what is shared.
Anyhow, it is not a clear relation, but this was in relation to the scriptures I read this morning.
“And I will punish the world for evil, and the wicked for their iniquity; I will cause the arrogancy of the proud to cease, and will lay down the haughtiness of the terrible.  I will make a man more precious than fine gold; even a man than the golden wedge of Ophir.  Therefore, I will shake the heavens, and the earth shall remove out of her place, in the wrath of the Lord of Hosts, and in the day of his fierce anger.  And it shall be as the chased roe, and as a sheep that no man taketh up; and they shall every man turn to his own people, and flee every one into this own land.  Every one that is proud shall be thrust through; yea, and every one that is joined to the wicked shall fall by the sword.” (2 Nephi 23:11-15).
Doing things for our own purpose is pride and arrogancy.  In deed, it is Priestcraft, which interesting the upcoming chapters of 2 Nephi dissect and expound upon.  The proud will have nothing to do than to turn to his own people and flee back to their own land.  Even then, they shall be thrust through, taken down by other wicked individuals.  The truth will not only set you free, it will save you from death and hell and that endless wo.
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2 thoughts on “The proud always fall

  1. Paul,
         I say keep the details coming.  I love hearing about your adventures and learn something new continually from the things you share.  Anyone who actually knows you just knows that you are straightforward and forthright in expressing yourself.  It is a great gift, and "the angels will quote from it".  By the way, you ARE significant.

  2. Paul, just a note, it is not a known fact that boys take after their mothers so don\’t believe what your mom said. You are more like your dad than your mother. I see him in you and you should be very proud of that fact…Your grandpa Milo is an exceptional man, he is just a little old and escentric..I probably spelled that wrong. Your mom is bitter about her own things she has done and tends to blame your dad and others, for the things she has done before & through out their  marriage. And she really blames him for them. I don\’t know if you know, she admitted to one of her cell mates that she started a fire in Murtaugh that killed a man. This
    was in Vickie\’s trailer and the fire was
    started at the back door and it killed her boyfriend that was sleeping. She said she has killed once the second time was nothing.
    You remember your dad going hunting? Well the last time your dad went hunting with your mom, she told him she had him in her cross hairs of the scope and could just  easily pulled the trigger and he would never of been found. He never went hunting ever again after that. He worried about his life. But he has always been kind to you and Andra, and would never of hurt you. I hope you understand that. Love Jan  Oh write and let me know when you are coming home. We go to the temple in Ogden Saturday, endowment is at 9am for Aunt Betty, she is finally getting her endowments. We are excited.

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