Kitten Climbers

Can I?
Can I?
Don’t know if I can

Do I?
Do I?
Can’t know lest I do

Jump up!
Jump up!
Down, down I jump

Crash!

Down goes the lamp…


Watching the new 3 month old kittens figure out table climbing.

I’d forgotten how they’re all thumbs right now.

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Miracles Amongst Us – Thankful Thursday

Today I am thankful for the miracle of healing. We have a new kitten named Shadow in the family and almost a week after he joined us he darted under my sister’s youngest’s feet at the last, and worst, moment. Now it’s fairly normal for animals to get stepped on in one way or another and to recover just fine. There’s just one thing. Shadow’s head was stepped on while they were on tile. I won’t go into detail on how Shadow looked or what he sounded like. We asked our neighbor to come and give Shadow a priesthood blessing and fasted and prayed as well.

“Yea, cry unto him for mercy; for he is mighty to save. Yea, humble yourselves, and continue in prayer unto him. Cry unto him when ye are in your fields, yea, over all your flocks…But this is not all; ye must pour out your souls in your closets, and your secret places, and in your wilderness. Yea, and when you do not cry unto the Lord, let your hearts be full, drawn out in prayer unto him continually for your welfare, and also for the welfare of those who are around you.” (Alma 34: 18-20, 26-27)

Shadow is shortly recovering. The Lord was merciful to our little kitty and for that I am forever grateful, but I know that this is not all. The Lord has been very good to my family, has blessed us in many things, though Shadow’s life is one of the greatest to me right now.

“For of him unto whom much is given much is required; and he who sins against the greater light shall receive the greater condemnation.” (D&C 82:3)

“And now behold, my beloved brethren, I say unto you, do not suppose that this is all; for after ye have done all these things, if ye turn away the needy, and they naked, and visit not the sick and afflicted, and impart of your substance, if ye have, to those who stand in need—I say unto you, if ye do not any of these things, behold, your prayer is vain, and availeth you nothing, and ye are as hypocrites who do deny the faith.” (Alma 34:28)

We have been given much this past week and now it is our turn to give as well.

Check out the original Thankful Thursday. (Will update link when able.)

Beautiful Accident

Whenever you get involved in something with children, no matter the age, there is bound to be one (or several ) who are different. A lot of times this difference can bring about teasing, taunting and bullying. When that child (or children) go their parents and ask about it they are told that they are beautiful, special, important in a way that the others can’t understand, don’t want to understand or are envious of.

I had this happen to me as a child as well as having watched it happen to children I babysit and to my nieces and nephews. It’s not likely to be something that will go away at any point in the future, near or otherwise.

It’s going to keep happening no matter what.

But consider this:

Minecraft, which has become very popular from what I can see (and what I have played and watched on YouTube…) has an original mob (monster/non-player character) known as a ‘creeper’ or scientifically Creepus Explodus is an accident.

It was originally supposed to be a pig mob, but something went wrong with the coding and instead the creeper was created. Originally going to be taken out of the game, when it became so popular it was decided to leave within the game.

It is now the icon for Minecraft.

Even a defect can be beautiful, special, important.

Don’t let anyone tell you differently.

Accident

Several years ago one of my sisters was going through teenager-hood and would repeat one phrase over and over and over again because she thought it was witty and hilarious. One of these phrases was “There’s been a terrible accident.”

She would say that after just about everything, but especially whenever someone would as where another person was.

“Where’s Mom?”

“There’s been a terrible accident.”

“Where’s the cat?”

“There’s been a terrible accident.”

“Where did the ice cream go?”

“There’s been a terrible accident.”

She’d even put extra emphasis on the word terrible.

It got incredibly old really fast, but nothing any of us did would make her stop saying it.

So one day, I found a way to get her to stop.

It was a normal day, Mom and I were the only ones home for one reason or another, when the phone rang. It was my sister.

“Martha, is Mom there?”

“No.”

“Where is she?”

“In the car with Sami.”

“Where are they going?”

“To the hospital.”

Silence.

“What happened?! Is everything all right!?”

A beat.

“There’s been a terrible accident.”

Dead silence.

Mom was cracking up right next to me the whole time.

“Put. Mom. On. The. Phone. NOW.”

She never used that phrase again.


Written for this week’s Dungeon Prompt: http://theseekersdungeon.com/2014/04/03/dungeon-prompts-season-2-week-14-entertain-with-the-mundane/