Mmmm...Humble Pie!

Recently we had a zone training in Great Falls MT.  This was my first time at a zone training as an Assistant to the President.  We left from Billings and had to get up and hit the road around 5:10am or something to that effect as the meeting started at 9:30am (Mountain Daylight time).  We made it there alright and the ride was absolutely breath taking at parts.  It was such green beautiful country.
    We made it there with no difficulty the meeting commenced; I sat nervously, anxiously awaiting for my turn when it came.  I thought of things I might say, or what would the Elders and Sisters like to hear?  As I went through it in my head I came to the point that I felt I was prepared and this was going to be a cake walk.  I mean come on all I had to hit on was exercising in the morning and companion study.  Well soon enough it was mine and Elder Catron's turn to speak.  We had planned on being brief and our presentation wasn't going to exceed fifteen minutes.  Piece of cake right? More like a piece of pie...very humble pie.

     I felt like a frozen deer in the headlights up there!  I felt like I was stuttering and going all over the place with my thoughts.  I then started to ask an Elder about his work out routine in the morning, this wasn't planned and he looked like a deer in the headlights too.  I was so embarrassed with myself, but I think I learned the lesson the Lord was trying to teach me.    I may be making more of this than there really is, but I felt like I had butchered it.  I think the words President Hinckley shared with someone who did something similar in a different situation, are appropriate.  "If you would have went up [to speak] the way you came down, you would have came down the way you went up"  Those are the wise words of a prophet!  And boy is it true.
 

Anchor Points

I think we all have moments in our lives were we feel like letting go of the "cliff" we call life.  Sometimes even when we put forth our best efforts we fall short, or slip.  Whatever the case may be we fall once in a while right?  The most important thing though is how far do we fall.

      Just as a rock climber fixes anchor points into the mountain to prevent from falling very far.  When tragedy occurs it can often shake our footing, or our faith and we--fall.  We all, whether we realize it or not, have anchor points fixed in this mountain we call life.  These anchor points catch us when we are free falling to our spiritual death.  They prevent us from completely losing our beliefs.  They keep us from "falling"

     Spiritual anchor points are dotted all along our climb.  They may start small or weak but the higher we climb and more experienced we get we anchor them deeper and deeper.  Let me share with you some of my anchor points in life.  When I was first baptized and received the gift of the Holy Ghost.  That is starting small.  I can remember times in my life when Heavenly Father gave me direct answers to prayer and the peace I felt was a definite anchor point when I slipped and fell.  One major anchor point was planted after I read the Book of Mormon: Another Testament of Jesus Christ.  When I first went through the temple I felt the anchor points being tapped in.  These are just a few of my anchors to my faith.  What are some of yours?