Yes, Darrell did it once again. It only took him one day to make the bookshelf. Dont get me wrong, they were a lot of work but thanks to some friends help with the design they went up pretty quickly. I'm loving it so much that I'm looking around for another place! But don't tell Darrell!! I already have it filled up, so that will be my next picture.

My New Bookshelves

" Often we spend great effort in trying to increase the activity levels in our stakes and wards. We work diligently to raise the percentages of those attending sacrament meetings. We labor to get a higher percentage of our young men on missions. We strive to improve the numbers of those marrying in the temple. All of these are commendable efforts and important to the growth of the kingdom. But when individual members and families immerse themselves in the scriptures regularly and consistently, these other areas of activity will automatically come. Testimonies will increase. Commitment will be strengthened. Families will be fortified. Personal revelation will flow." President Ezra Taft Benson

Happy Birthday America!!

I see a distant land; it shines so clear
Sometimes it seems so far, sometimes so near.
Come, join together, take the dusty road.
Help one another; share the heavy load.
The journey may be long; no end in sight.
There may be hills to climb, or giants to fight;
But if you'll take my hand, we'll walk together
T'ward the land of freedom.

I hear a distant song; it fills the air.
I hear it, deep and strong, rise up in prayer;
"O Lord, we are many; help us to be one.
Heal our divisions; let Thy will be done."
I know the time will come when war must cease.
A time of truth and love, a time of peace.
The people cry, "How long til all our world
Can join the song of freedom?"

I touch a distant hand and feel its glow,
The hand I hoped was there; at last I know.
Swords into ploughshares; can it all come true?
Friends out of strangers; start with me and you.
I see another time, another place
Where we can all be one, one human race.
The walls will melt away, we'll come together
On the day of freedom.
John Rutter
(written in 1990, shortly after the fall of the Berlin Wall)