tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41962179546845416662024-03-13T06:23:51.894-06:00The Good Report"We believe in being honest, true, chaste, benevolent, virtuous, and in doing good to all men; indeed, we may say that we follow the admonition of Paul—We believe all things, we hope all things, we have endured many things, and hope to be able to endure all things. If there is anything virtuous, lovely, or of good report or praiseworthy, we seek after these things." - Articles of Faith 1:13
(Disclaimer: I am not an official spokesman for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints) Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.comBlogger585125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-51407311186062761062023-08-18T15:23:00.002-06:002023-08-18T15:23:51.764-06:00Lucy ThomasLast night as I was preparing to help my dad with a presentation for Fathom the Good, we met a beautiful young lady named Lucy who reminded my dad of a singer named Lucy Thomas. I had heard of Lucy Mack Smith and Lucy from C.S. Lewis' Chronicles of Narnia, but because I had never heard of Lucy Thomas, I decided to look her up later on YouTube... Holy Smokes! What a beauty, and Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-16147457328245814902023-05-15T10:53:00.000-06:002023-05-15T10:53:59.953-06:00The Gospel of Intelligence and CultureOrson F. Whitney"Wake up! ye sons and daughters of God! Trim your lamps and go forth to meet your distiny [sic]. A world awaits you: rich and poor, high and low, learned and unlearned. All must be preached to; all must be sought after; all must be left without excuse. And whither we cannot go, we must send; where we cannot speak we must write; and in order to win men with our writings we must Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-45091974316734285542023-03-15T14:00:00.005-06:002023-10-27T15:56:41.471-06:00The "Socrates" SongMy dad's brother Denny is a very talented musician.His latest song, "Socrates", is a good one.Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-13031974488588754152023-03-10T13:35:00.003-07:002023-03-10T13:35:29.481-07:00The KryThe KryFor many years I have searched for the name of a band whose songs my friend introduced to me without telling me the name of the band. The songs were in French, and they have remained in my memory to this day without knowing exactly who sang them... until today.I used to listen to these songs on a mix CD that my friend made for me, but the name of the band was not on the CD. I just enjoyed Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-44781135536617755382022-11-15T19:50:00.006-07:002022-11-15T19:50:45.996-07:00The Velveteen RabbitDo you remember the children's book The Velveteen Rabbit?I had forgotten all about it until I read this fascinating article.My aunt Dianne sent the article to my mom, and my mom sent it to me.As I read the article, it sparked memories of the following quotations:"If I find in myself desires which nothing in this world can satisfy, the only logical explanation is that I was made for another Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-53076037650831105052022-03-09T22:24:00.001-07:002022-03-09T22:24:34.143-07:00We Bore Their Teaching Within UsMarcel Proust“All that can be said is that everything in our life happens as though we entered upon it with a load of obligations contracted in a previous existence. There is no reason arising from the conditions of our life on this earth for us to consider ourselves obliged to do good, to be tactful, even to be polite. … All these obligations whose sanction is not of this present life, seem to Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-29639175656182191582022-02-11T07:13:00.001-07:002022-02-11T07:13:11.291-07:00The BoatThe BoatI owned a little boat a while ago.And sailed the morning sea without a fear.And whither any breeze might fairly blowI steered my little craft afar and near.Mine was the boatand mine the air.And mine the sea.Nor mine a care.My boat became my place of mighty toil.I sailed at evening to the fishing ground.At morn my boat was freighted with the spoilWhich my all-conquering work had found.MineHoratius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-48413687192330086652022-02-11T06:48:00.001-07:002022-02-11T06:48:18.730-07:00Whom Have You Tried to Bless Today?Living What We Pray ForI knelt to pray when day was doneAnd prayed, “O Lord, bless everyone;Lift from each saddened heart the pain,And let the sick be well again.”And then I woke another dayAnd carelessly went on my way;The whole day long, I did not tryTo wipe a tear from any eye.I did not try to share the loadOf any brother on the road;I did not even go to seeThe sick man, just next door to Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-17844906061749803972022-01-27T13:29:00.003-07:002022-01-27T13:57:18.071-07:00First-Class Fighting TrimC.S. Lewis"Prudence means practical common sense, taking the trouble to think out what youare doing and what is likely to come of it. Nowadays most people hardly think ofPrudence as one of the ‘virtues’. In fact, because Christ said we could only get intoHis world by being like children, many Christians have the idea that, provided youare ‘good’, it does not matter being a fool. But that is a Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-59096558989242808112022-01-23T23:01:00.001-07:002022-01-23T23:01:23.062-07:00Deep and Unmet NeedsSpencer W. Kimball"Jesus saw sin as wrong but also was able to see sin as springing from deep and unmet needs on the part of the sinner. This permitted him to condemn the sin without condemning the individual. We can show forth our love for others even when we are called upon to correct them. We need to be able to look deeply enough into the lives of others to see the basic causes for their Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-46686516662189942142022-01-18T12:33:00.001-07:002022-01-18T12:33:50.815-07:00Ships, Like Men, Respond to ChallengeJames A. Michener"A ship, like a human being, moves best when it is slightly athwart the wind, when it has to keep its sails tight and attend its course. Ships, like men, do poorly when the wind is directly behind, pushing them sloppily on their way so that no care is required in steering or in the management of sails; the wind seems favorable, for it blows in the direction one is heading, but Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-74344372172345717752022-01-11T13:02:00.000-07:002022-01-11T13:02:00.672-07:00Turn Their Lives Over to GodPresident Ezra Taft Benson"Men and women who turn their lives over to God will discover that He can make a lot more out of their lives than they can. He will deepen their joys, expand their vision, quicken their minds, strengthen their muscles, lift their spirits, multiply their blessings, increase their opportunities, comfort their souls, raise up friends, and pour out peace. Whoever will lose Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-6393629512956516642022-01-05T07:48:00.001-07:002022-01-05T08:28:45.175-07:00Quiet Down, CobwebsSong for a Fifth ChildMother, oh mother, come shake out your cloth!Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,Hang out the washing and butter the bread,Sew on a button and make up a bed.Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking!Oh, I've grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby, loo).Dishes are waiting and bills are past due(Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-44695520490128899602022-01-01T19:32:00.006-07:002022-01-01T19:32:57.259-07:00He Is Building a PalaceC.S. Lewis"Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on; you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently He starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make any senseHoratius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-88737524331293191502022-01-01T10:17:00.004-07:002022-01-01T10:26:36.433-07:00The Distance NarrowsSpencer W. Kimball“I find that when I get casual in my relationships with divinity and when it seems that no divine ear is listening and no divine voice is speaking, that I am far, far away. If I immerse myself in the scriptures the distance narrows and the spirituality returns. I find myself loving more intensely those whom I must love with all my heart and mind and strength, and loving them Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-12709822007837650842022-01-01T10:02:00.000-07:002022-01-01T10:02:03.599-07:00Abraham Lincoln's Favorite PoemMortalityBy William KnoxOh! why should the spirit of mortal be proud?Like a swift-fleeting meteor, a fast-flying cloudA flash of the lightning, a break of the waveHe passeth from life to his rest in the grave.The leaves of the oak and the willow shall fade,Be scattered around, and together be laid;And the young and the old, and the low and the high,Shall moulder to dust, and together shall Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-76799186603989477002021-08-26T15:37:00.001-06:002021-08-26T15:37:39.981-06:00How to Live in EternityBrigham Young"What is the nature and beauty of Joseph's mission? You know that I am one of his Apostles. When I first heard him preach, he brought heaven and earth together; and all the priests of the day could not tell me anything correct about heaven, hell, God, angels, or devils: they were as blind as Egyptian darkness. When I saw Joseph Smith, he took heaven, figuratively speaking, and Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-90775094691489226372021-07-12T11:14:00.005-06:002021-09-27T16:57:19.064-06:00An Interview with the Savior HimselfPresident David O. McKayIn 1965, President David O. McKay made the following statement to a group of Church employees: Let me assure you, Brethren, that some day you will have a personal priesthood interview with the Savior himself. If you are interested, I will tell you the order in which he will ask you to account for your earthly responsibilities.First, he will request an accountability Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-44877118684295864632021-04-15T21:14:00.002-06:002021-04-15T21:14:19.167-06:00Far Too Easily PleasedC.S. Lewis“It would seem that Our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.”- C.S. Lewis, The Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-88367553086853926092021-04-09T10:44:00.002-06:002021-04-09T10:44:30.938-06:00We Find Them But Once in a WhileWORTH WHILEIt is easy enough to be pleasant,When life flows by like a song,But the man worth while is one who will smile,When everything goes dead wrong.For the test of the heart is trouble,And it always comes with the years,And the smile that is worth the praises of earth,Is the smile that shines through tears.It is easy enough to be prudent,When nothing tempts you to stray,When without or Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-58229178696691060822021-04-04T12:29:00.001-06:002021-04-04T12:30:51.918-06:00Get Up and Win that Race"The Race"“Quit!” “Give up, you’re beaten,” they shout and pleadthere’s just too much against you now, this time you can’t succeed.And as I start to hang my head in front of failure’s face,my downward fall is broken by the memory of a race.And hope refills my weakened will as I recall that scene,for just the thought of that short race rejuvenates my being.A children’s race, young boys, young men;Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-82501320323214792372021-04-03T07:22:00.004-06:002021-04-03T07:22:54.975-06:00Show Him the Better Way"The Upward Reach"He stood at the crossroads all alone,The sunlight in his face.He had no thought for the world unknown—He was set for a manly race.But the roads stretched east, and the roads stretched west,And the lad knew not which road was best;So he chose the road that led him down,And he lost the race and victor’s crown.He was caught at last in an angry snareBecause no one stood at the Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-22626049822365441812021-01-11T15:59:00.000-07:002021-01-11T15:59:01.209-07:00The OysterThe OysterThere once was an oyster whose story I'll tell --Who found that some sand had slipped under his shell.Just one little grain --but it gave him much pain --For oysters have feelings --although they're quite plain.Now did he berate the working of fate --Which had led him to such a deplorable state?No! He said to himself, as he lay on the shelf,"If I can't remove it --I'll try to improve itHoratius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-24946634631648877552020-05-30T18:28:00.001-06:002020-05-30T18:28:18.064-06:00Audrey Assad
Audrey Assad
Audrey Assad sings beautifully. Here are a few of my favorites:
"Help My Unbelief"
"Be Thou My Vision"
"It is Well with My Soul"
"Oh the Deep, Deep Love of Jesus"
"How Can I Keep from Singing"
"Even Unto Death"
Absolutely beautiful. Thank you.
Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4196217954684541666.post-18669164128778734852020-05-30T18:15:00.000-06:002020-05-30T18:15:39.777-06:00Flowing Forth in Its Own Native Simplicity
The Prophet Joseph Smith
“His [Joseph Smith's] language [abounded] in original eloquence peculiar to himself—not polished—not studied—not smoothed and softened by education and refined by art; but flowing forth in its own native simplicity, and profusely abounding in variety of subject and manner. He interested and edified, while, at the same time, he amused and entertained his audience; Horatius Cocleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07336113384357806386noreply@blogger.com0