Wednesday, April 30, 2008


If you are interested in what is going on in Texas with the FLDS I would suggest getting this movie or watching it on line at

Read up on the Mormans, perhaps it isn't quite like it seems, not so much,"shiny happy people holding hands". There are darker, deeper and much sadder things going on in that church then they would want you to know.

Also here is an interview with an ex-FLDS women that would be good to read.,5143,695274460,00.html

Or the book The God Makers, by Ed Decker and Dave Hunt.

And just for fun, one of the songs from the book, Gospel Principles, which I assume is sung and possible loved by Mormons everywhere. I base this assumtion on the fact that the Morman Tabernacle Choir sung it (found that at


Praise to the man who communed with Jehovah! Jesus annointed that Prophet and Seer. Blessed to open the last dispensation, Kings shall extol him, and nations revere.

Hail to the Prophet, ascended to heaven! Traitors and tyrants now fight him in vain. Mingling with Gods, he can plan for his brethren; Death cannot conquer the hero again.

Praise to his mem'ry, he died as a martyr; Honored and blest be his ever great name! Long shall his blood, which was shed by assasins, Plead unto heav'n while the earth lauds his fame.


Great is his glory and endless his priesthood. Ever and ever the keys he will hold. Faithful and true he will enter his kingdom, Crowned in the midst of the prophets of old.


Sacrifice brings forth the blessings of heaven; Earth must atone for the blood of that man. Wake up the world for the conflict of justice. Millions shall know "Brother Joseph" again.

Hail to the Prophet, ascended to heaven! Traitors and tyrants now fight him in vain. Mingling with Gods, he can plan for his brethren; Death cannot conquer the hero again.

And all God's people said....WHAT? Last time I looked Jesus Christ holds the keys, Revelation 1:17-18, last time I read history J. Smith himself was preparing to shoot someone out of a window and got blown away instead and also CHRIST JESUS is our High Priest, he is the one who is in charge not a mortal man called Joseph Smith, Hebrews talks about this. Christ Jesus is our highpriest, our mediator, our Savior, our King and our Lord, to no other are we to give laud and honor, praise or glory.

In the begining was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the begining. Through him all things were made: without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it. John 1:1-5

...but because Jesus lives forever, he has a permanent priesthood. Therefore he is able to save completely those who come to God through him, because he always lives to intercede for them......Hebrews 7:24-25

The point of what we are saying is this: We do have such a high priest [Jesus Christ] who sat down at the right hand of the throne of the Majesty in heaven, and who serves in the sanctuary, the true tabernacle set up by the Lord, not by man. Hebrews 8:1-2

There once was a little green van....

.....that went to Logan Utah, with three girls and a Mom. It didn't know what it was in for...driving 1400+ miles, being hit by a bird and coming home loaded down with three hundred books. Yes my friends it is true Donzel and I picked up around 300 books while there, mostly at the Salt Lake City Library, it had a HUGE book sale, a massive book sale, a COLOSSAL book sale! We didn't count, but the guesstimate is around 10,000 to 15,000 books were being sold that day.

I'm sure you will affirm our status as Book LOVERS when it is told how we rose at 4:00 am picked up our brown bag lunch and drove two hours to arrive at 7:00 am just as the doors opened. Flooding in with the streams of other BLs we beat up old ladies for a shopping cart and rammed our way down packed aisle, fighting for Dickons, Kipling, Christie, Collins and more. Well actually everyone was very polite and nice, many "excuse me's" and "thanks" were extended, BLs for the most part aren't a violant crowd. We tend to hudel, gasp and pat the books around us, then beam a brilliant smile when finding a true treasure. People even, upon hearing someone was look for a certain book or author, would call out when they found it and pass it along.

We three girls kept filling the cart, pushing it out, dumping it into boxes and going back for another pass. By 10:30 we had 15 boxes waiting to be sorted and culled, which took another hour. The grand total was 10 boxes, 5 for me, 3 for Donzel and 2 for Michelle. Sigh and I could have gone in for another pass, so many treasures left behind.....

Although it was good we took lunch when we did, because something funny happened out in the parking garage. A small silver car was parked next to us and a normal looking, middle aged lady climbed in and prepared to drive off. However she didn't back up as you might think she would, but pulled forward! Michelle (who was sitting where she could see it all happening) begain to say "Oh no, no, no, stop, STOP" as this lady drove UP and OVER the parking curb. CCCCRRRUUNNCCHHHH, SCRAAAAAPPPPEEEEE, crunch, crunch, CRUNCH went her poor little car and "eeeeeeppppppppp" went we three girls and then "heee hee ho ho ha ha" into our sandwiches and chips. Sheesh, who, when they start to go OVER a bump, doesn't stop, reassess and change the plan? By golly she didn't even get out and check the underside of the car!

That day had a few more stories as well but I wont bore you with them. I'll just sign off with one picture.

Saturday, April 5, 2008

The Markus Comes

In the mail it came, for Donzel a government document, ohhhh. She didn't get excited, played it cool, it would be nothing, just one more request from our dear leaders for more information on her relationship with her fiance Markus.

A hush fell over the crowd (namely Mom and I) she broke the seal..............BA DUM CHA!

The US Government hearby announces Markus Wermelinger can legally enter the USA to marry Donzel Woomert.

GASP, cheers from all sides, hand clapping and celebrating in the streets. A national holiday is ordained, the fattend calf killed, bonfires, fireworks, singing, hot cider, cocoa, beer, broccoli...wait...all right anyway we are very happy our dear beloved Markus will be coming home. Finally. I can hear the chanting now....Markus.....Markus.....Markus....Markus....Markus!