Luckily I didn't land somewhere else in life!!

Yesterday at work we had two hours to quickly clean like 20 apartments, so we were all hurrying along. And anyways two of us were rushing around and all stressed out because we still had eight or so apartments to clean and this youth group was supposed to be moving in but they couldn't because we weren't done. So like two of us were rushing around trying to get things done and then I looked over to see two of the girls making beds rather slowly and they were just talking like it was a normal slow day. And anyways I couldn't believe it because I was making beds alone and making them as fast as they were making their's together. And then I was going and redoing stuff for people because they were doing really bad at their cleaning experties. And anyways I suddenly realized after work that honestly of the 12 on my crew there are about four of us that actually are able to work and not have someone follow behind us and pick up after us. So I was trying to figure out how in the world I can be doing this much better at this job then someone who is say married, or someone who is like 50? But suddenly I realized that the reason why I can do things on my own and not have someone following behind is because of my parents. Because sure when I was young I thought it was really annoying that I had to always do dishes and weed the garden, and lots of other things that aren't fun while other kids were always out playing. But now I can see that because of my parents making me weed the garden when I was ten I now know how to work and have good work ethics. While these other co-workers may have had their parents tell them to do something, but didn't really enforce it that much...so now they don't know how to do it on their own. So I'm really glad that I didn't have parents who just let me do whatever I wanted and they didn't let me go swimming at the lake everyday during the summers. But they always made me and my siblings do yard work and house work, because it's pretty clear now that it was worth the fight. (on my parents account)

Sad story!!

Last weekend I went home because of the 4th of July and anyways my sister Marianne was telling me all the town gossp and what not. And anyways suddenly she asked if I wanted to hear the news about a guy that's been our neighbor since I was like 2. So anyways she ended up telling me that she had been told by his aunt that day that he'd been told by a friend that if you're on high speed dirt bike/motor cycle you can get away from the police. As in if they try to pull you over you can keep going and they won't chase you, because high speeders are to fast I guess. So he was in city limits and was driving like alot over, at least 70 or 80 in a 30 mile area. And a police tried to pull him over and he kept going and they ended up putting up a road block and he got caught. So when she told me this I was like he just got like a huge ticket right? And she was like no he got a felony and is in jail at the moment and will be for the next two or three years. Yeah I couldn't believe it I've known this kid forever and I never thought he'd get into trouble like that.
So anyways I guess that rather then going on a mission he got into the oil field and that lead to problems. Basically this little experience has made me start thinking about how the kinds of choices we make when we're 18 or 19 can totally lead us to destruction or vice versa. Because this guy was always really cool and good at being good, but in the last two years he's totally changed. So I've just started noticing lately how important it is that we make good choices, even in the small aspects of our lives. Whether it's were we work, or whether we read scriptures, prayer or whatever it be. So this has been a great reminder to me of how if we forget to do the little things in life then that is how satan gets in and makes us believe stupid things that the world tell us. (like getting away from a policeman on a high speed motor cycle)