To Mom:

We had a great lesson in Sunday School in our new ward wherein I learned an important principle that my Mom and her father understand and routinely practice. I write apologetically because of my unwise and immature outlook on the situation with regards to the sale of her house in Mesa. I am somewhat still trying to fully wrap my brain around the modern day application of this ideal due to certain economic theories I presently subscribe to.
When I first heard the scripture (and had it explained) I immediately thought of my Mom and this situation. I immediately saw her selfless point of view and how it follows perfectly with the scripture in Isaiah under examination in our class.

Isaiah 3:14 "The Lord will enter into judgment with the ancients of his people, and the princes thereof: for ye have eaten up the vineyard; the spoil of the poor is in your houses."

It was explained that in that day and age, the custom was for a farmer to make one pass through his field, harvesting as much product as he could, but the rest was left for the poor and needy. The greedy man would make multiple passes, collecting every last grape, leaving nothing for the poor.

My Mom could have made a "killing" on her house and priced it at "what the market could bear". Instead, she made her one pass through the field she had planted, then found a young couple (in need) and let them collect the rest. Amazing, and I am once again grateful for wise family that have lead me down the path of life.

Here are some good pics of us at different UNLV events. I tried to add pictures of our new casa, but apparently it is impossible to save pictures from a Word document!!! Computers can be so frustrating.

Reunion and Holbrook

We had an awsome time this past weekend up at the Markham reunion at Liz's grandparents cabin. The weather couldn't have been better; rainy, overcast, cool, breazy = PERFECT. We had it all; family, board games, horseshoes, homeade grandma stew, etc, etc. On the way back to Las Vegas we stopped by the Holbrook crew and ate some mindblowing Mexican food at Romo's (for those who know). Pictured is my awesome Grandpa Wolfington. We moved on to Flagstaff and spent some time downtown strollin' around in the cool mountain air. Yes... MAGICAL. The top picture is when Eli fell asleep in his swing one day when Mr. Mom was in charge and SO CUTE!!