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Day 8 - Choice

I am thankful on this election day, as we choose those who represent us in government, for the opportunity to choose.  I am thankful that 240 years ago the founding fathers gave our country and its people the right to choose.  They did it through conflict and turmoil and debate and it was not easy but they provided us with a place to live and grow and a place where there is opportunity.  I am very thankful for that.  I am also thankful for all the effort it took and their willingness to put in that effort.  It is an interesting fact that though we as humans don't alway like to work, we thrive when we work.  Whether it is working on our dwelling, our sport, our food production or preparation, our music, our career, our religious pursuits or our education we are more fulfilled when we have something to do and we put effort into it.  I hope on a daily basis, we strive to choose well what we do and how we act.  It is a privilege to choose but we need to make an effort to choose well and wisely.  I also hope that while having fun is a major goal in my life, we also put in the work we need to so that we can accomplish the important things in life.  Plus, the harder we work, the more fun the fun is and the more enjoyable we will find it.

~Rebecca~

I am grateful that Heavenly Father has given us the right to make our own choices. Good leaders know when to step back and let others take control, even if that means letting the people you put your trust in fail. Isn't this sometimes the only way we learn and become better, by failing? But like any good leader, Heavenly Father is always there for us, even when we fail. This is something I am trying to learn as a parent, and I know it is only going to get harder. I am grateful for a mother who taught me to make my own decisions rather than relying on her for all the answers. This is the same pattern Heavenly Father often takes. I have found that when I need to make a decision, Heavenly Father won't give me the answer. I have to do my own "research" and come to a conclusion of my own. Then when I go to the Lord with my solution he either gives me a sense of clarity and approval, or tells me to keep trying for the best answer. 

John - Thank goodness we have the opportunity to choose our own way, our own path, to make mistakes and to repent and most importantly to learn from our choices, good and bad.  

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  1. I'm happiest when I'm working, but I hate to work alone. I'm grateful Heavenly Father gave us families so that we can both work and play together.

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