johnathan ellis layne's journal 1899 : Crossing the plains

" We remained there until the middle of the summer, then crossed the Des Moines
River at Bonaparte Mills, traveling westward ten or twelve miles where there was
quite a camp of moving Saints, where we stopped several weeks. A man from
Keosauqua on the Des Moines River, about twenty miles from the camp, came and
wanted an experienced nurse to attend his wife, who was sick. Mother went and
took care of the sick woman for two weeks. I was then taken sick with fever and
ague[9] and continued to grow worse ‘til little hopes of my recovery was
entertained. I was in this condition when Brother Joseph Young, of the
Seventies, came along and stopped with us to get dinner at noon. When I heard he
was there I asked if someone would go and ask him to come and lay hands on me,
but they said it would do no good, but I insisted and he came and administered
to me and immediately I wanted something to eat, the first for nearly a week and
next day was able to get up and was soon well again and I know it was the power
and mercy of God that did it for me."




this is from my grandma Bonnie (Yvonne Woolsey) Layne's grandpa's journal .....

it's in the Church History Library

Cherokee Legend


Do you know the legend of the Cherokee Indian youth's rite of Passage?

His father takes him into the forest, blindfolds him and leaves him alone. He is required to sit on a stump the whole night and not remove the blindfold until the rays of the morning sun shine through it. He cannot cry out for help to anyone.



Once he survives the night, he is a MAN.

He cannot tell the other boys of this experience, because each lad must come into manhood on his own.

The boy is naturally terrified. He can hear all kinds of noises. Wild beasts must surely be all around him . Maybe even some human might do him

Harm. The wind blew the grass and earth, and shook his stump, but he sat stoically, never removing the blindfold. It would be the only way he could become a man!

Finally, after a horrific night the sun appeared and he removed his blindfold.



It was then that he discovered his father sitting on the stump next to him.

He had been at watch the entire night, protecting his son from harm.





We, too, are never alone.

Even when we don't know it, God is watching over us, Sitting on the stump beside us.

When trouble comes, all we have to do is reach out to Him.





Moral of the story:

Just because you can't see God,

Doesn't mean He is not there.

"For we walk by faith, not by sight."

RETIREMENT of Tom and Mavis Bassett

Retirement is great....we sleep in and Mavis babysits our grandkids sometimes. What a deal. I;m now a " WHEELCHAIR WARRIOR "