Mom, you should call Dad...the food eater!

In high school I was often referred to by my peers as, "the garbage disposal" because of my ability to consume large quantities of food despite my comparatively small size (about 5' 8" and 150 lbs in high school). At work I have always gotten all of the comments about how much food I bring because my wife is so good to me and gives me wonderful leftovers for lunch every day. In fact, just today I was taunted because of the way I hold the spoon when I eat...I hold it like a real man...not some dainty. Now tonight my four year old Taft has officially joined the peanut gallery in his comments about my eating habits. He has now affectionately termed me "the food eater."  I don't mind a bit :-)

Tonight Taft did his FHE lesson on Elder Quentin Cook's talk, "Lamentations of Jeremiah". He did a wonderful job if I do say so myself. I was thoroughly impressed that he could describe the definition of words like "bondage" and "freedom" on his own after a little bit of help while he studied the talk. Having this discussion on the subject of avoiding bondage and religious freedoms has renewed my gratitude for the founding fathers and for all of those who have given so much (in many cases their lives) so that we could have religious freedom. My hope and prayer is that we can keep those rights and uphold the freedom of conscience so that we can pass those same privileges on to our children.

Ultimately it makes me grateful for The Lord Jesus Christ who was willing to give all so that we could have the privilege of free will and be able to be tried and tested in this life to have the chance to receive the gift of eternal life through His sacrifice. For God so loved the world that he gave His Only Begotten Son, that whosever believeth on Him might not perish, but have everlasting life. For God sent not His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved. (John 3:16-17).