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Thursday, April 7, 2011
#26 Tour of Tyndale's Ancient Texts
How important it is
To hold script in your hand
To grasp each reference
And truly understand
Monday, July 12, 2010
On October 16th- In the Year 1536

On October 16th
In the year 1536
A pitiful figure was led
To his lone sentence of death
Having been in a damp dark dungeon
For a year and a half with no sun
He was brought forth out of the castle
And hoisted to a post along the wall
Then, given a moment...he uttered aloud
A prayer that the bible, in English, be allowed
He having been blessed to know many languages
Had translated it from Greek and Roman pages
As a religious man, he was a devoted student
Who against clergy, dared to declare an argument
Ignorance... he'd stated was completely pervasive
So, he vowed to make the scriptures purely persuasive
That... each might turn to and read God's word often
As even a farmer could search and possess them
He, inspired with courage and determined faith,
Felt his calling to put man in control of his fate
This was perceived as a threat to the church of his time
As they were adamant he'd be casting pearls before swine
With hope that God above would open up the kings eyes
He was strangled and burned...doubly sure...and as a martyr he died
William Tyndale we thank you
And fully express our gratitude
May we, known as the common man
Take the scriptures unto our hands
And like the farmer of the plough field who searched much and prayed
May our questions and prayers to God, all the more, daily be raised
May we each feel the scriptures are our greatest treasure
A blessing to hold we cannot even begin to measure
The Blessing of Scripture
Elder D. Todd Christofferson
Ensign, May 2010, 32
The Bibles were smuggled into England, where they were in great demand and much prized by those who could get them. They were shared widely but in secret. The authorities burned all the copies they could find. Nevertheless, within three years of Tyndale’s death, God did indeed open King Henry VIII’s eyes, and with publication of what was called the “Great Bible,” the scriptures in English began to be publicly available. Tyndale’s work became the foundation for almost all future English translations of the Bible, most notably the King James Version.1
William Tyndale was not the first, nor the last, of those who in many countries and languages have sacrificed, even to the point of death, to bring the word of God out of obscurity. We owe them all a great debt of gratitude. We owe perhaps an even greater debt to those who faithfully recorded and preserved the word through the ages, often with painstaking labor and sacrifice—Moses, Isaiah, Abraham, John, Paul, Nephi, Mormon, Joseph Smith, and many others. What did they know about the importance of scriptures that we also need to know? What did people in 16th-century England, who paid enormous sums and ran grave personal risks for access to a Bible, understand that we should also understand?
In the year 1536
A pitiful figure was led
To his lone sentence of death
Having been in a damp dark dungeon
For a year and a half with no sun
He was brought forth out of the castle
And hoisted to a post along the wall
Then, given a moment...he uttered aloud
A prayer that the bible, in English, be allowed
He having been blessed to know many languages
Had translated it from Greek and Roman pages
As a religious man, he was a devoted student
Who against clergy, dared to declare an argument
Ignorance... he'd stated was completely pervasive
So, he vowed to make the scriptures purely persuasive
That... each might turn to and read God's word often
As even a farmer could search and possess them
He, inspired with courage and determined faith,
Felt his calling to put man in control of his fate
This was perceived as a threat to the church of his time
As they were adamant he'd be casting pearls before swine
With hope that God above would open up the kings eyes
He was strangled and burned...doubly sure...and as a martyr he died
William Tyndale we thank you
And fully express our gratitude
May we, known as the common man
Take the scriptures unto our hands
And like the farmer of the plough field who searched much and prayed
May our questions and prayers to God, all the more, daily be raised
May we each feel the scriptures are our greatest treasure
A blessing to hold we cannot even begin to measure
The Blessing of Scripture
Elder D. Todd Christofferson
Ensign, May 2010, 32
The Bibles were smuggled into England, where they were in great demand and much prized by those who could get them. They were shared widely but in secret. The authorities burned all the copies they could find. Nevertheless, within three years of Tyndale’s death, God did indeed open King Henry VIII’s eyes, and with publication of what was called the “Great Bible,” the scriptures in English began to be publicly available. Tyndale’s work became the foundation for almost all future English translations of the Bible, most notably the King James Version.1
William Tyndale was not the first, nor the last, of those who in many countries and languages have sacrificed, even to the point of death, to bring the word of God out of obscurity. We owe them all a great debt of gratitude. We owe perhaps an even greater debt to those who faithfully recorded and preserved the word through the ages, often with painstaking labor and sacrifice—Moses, Isaiah, Abraham, John, Paul, Nephi, Mormon, Joseph Smith, and many others. What did they know about the importance of scriptures that we also need to know? What did people in 16th-century England, who paid enormous sums and ran grave personal risks for access to a Bible, understand that we should also understand?
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He's Been There Before
He's Been There Before by Elder Troy Whittle
The alarm bell rings at 6:30, I stumble to my feet
I grab my companions bedding and pull off his sheets
A groan fills the room, is it already time to arise?
It seems like just a second ago I was able to shut my eyes
The morning activities follow- study, prayer and such
When it's time to leave the apartment, you feel you haven't accomplished much
"We have a super day planned," My comp. says with a grin
I lowly utter a faithless breath, "Yeah, if anyone lets us in."
With the word of God and my faithful Schwinn, we ride off in the street prepared to
Face another day of humidity and heat
It's 9:30 in the evening, the day is almost through
My champion and I are riding home not accomplishing what we thought to do
We ride up to the mailbox, hoping to receive a lot
Only to look inside and hear my echo reverberate "air Box"
We go up to our apartment, the day is now complete
The only thing to show for our work is a case of blistery feet
It's past 10:30 p.m. My companion is fast asleep,
Silence engulfs me all about and I begin to weep
In the midst of sadness, I kneel down to pray
I need to talk to father, but I'm not sure what to say
"Oh, Father" I begin, "What happened to us today?
I thought we'd teach somebody, but everyone was away
My hands, my aching hands- worn, hurt and beat;
If our area was any smaller, we'd have knocked every street"
"Why on missions are the days so much alike?
The only difference about today was the flat tire on my bike
Will you send some cooler weather? The heat is killing me
I sweat so bad, it gets in my eyes, it's very hard to see"
"Why do I have to wear a helmet, isn't your protection enough?
People always laugh at me, and call me stupid stuff
Please send us investigators so I may give them what they lack
I want to give them Books of Mormon, the weight of them hurts my back"
"And what about my family: They don't have much to say
I'm sick of not hearing from home day after day after day
Oh Father, Why am I here am I just wasting time?
Sometimes I just want to go home, I'm sorry but that's on my mind"
"My companion, Heavenly Father, what are you giving me?
"The way he rides his bicycle, I don't think he can see
Now you have it, I can't go on, I don't know what to do
That, my Father in Heaven, is the prayer I have for you"
My prayer now finished, I stand up, then jump right into bed
I need my rest for tomorrow, we have another long day ahead
Sleep start to overtake me, I seem to drift away
Then it seems a vision takes me to another time in another day
I'm standing alone on the hill. The view is very nice
A man walks to wards me and says, "My name is Jesus Christ"
Tears of joy well up inside, I fall down to His feet
"Arise," He states, "Follow me to the shade. You and I need to speak"
My attention's towards my Savior, total and complete
He says, "Your mission is similar of what happened to me
I understand how you feel, I know what you're going through
In fact, it would be fair to say I've felt the same as you"
"I even know how you felt when no one listened to you
At times I felt not quite sure what else I could do
I know you don't like to ride a bicycle, for you a car would be sweet
Just remember the donkey I rode wasn't equipped with 21 speeds"
"I understand you don't like sweating, in fact it's something you hate
I remember when I sweat blood from ev’ry pore, oh the agony was great!
I see you don't like your companion- you'd rather have someone else-
I once had a companion named Judas who sold my life for wealth"
"It's hard to wear a helmet and have people make fun of you
I remember when they put thorns on my head and called me King of the Jews
So you feel burdened down by the weight of your pack
I recall how heavy the cross was when they slammed it on my back"
"Your hands hurt from tracting and knocking on doors all day
I guess when they pounded nails into mine, I ached in a similar way
It's hard not to hear from home when your family's not there to see
I lost communication on the cross and cried, "Father, why hast Thou forsaken me?"
"We have a lot in common, but there's a difference between us you see
I endured to the end and finished my mission, so follow and do like me"
He embraced me with His arms and His light filled me with His love
With tears in my eyes I watched as He went back to the Father above
I stood with awe and wonder when a beep rang in my head
I listened and heard the alarm, then realized I was in my bed
My companion let out a groan, "6:30 already, no way!"
I sat up and said, "Come on, I'll even carry your scriptures today!"
No matter what we go through, when we feel we can't take more
Just stop and think about Jesus Christ, He's been there before
By Elder Troy Whittle
Texas Houston
listen to this as a song
Mission
https://ldspoetrybykellymiller.blogspot.com/2008/06/hes-been-there-before.html
The alarm bell rings at 6:30, I stumble to my feet
I grab my companions bedding and pull off his sheets
A groan fills the room, is it already time to arise?
It seems like just a second ago I was able to shut my eyes
The morning activities follow- study, prayer and such
When it's time to leave the apartment, you feel you haven't accomplished much
"We have a super day planned," My comp. says with a grin
I lowly utter a faithless breath, "Yeah, if anyone lets us in."
With the word of God and my faithful Schwinn, we ride off in the street prepared to
Face another day of humidity and heat
It's 9:30 in the evening, the day is almost through
My champion and I are riding home not accomplishing what we thought to do
We ride up to the mailbox, hoping to receive a lot
Only to look inside and hear my echo reverberate "air Box"
We go up to our apartment, the day is now complete
The only thing to show for our work is a case of blistery feet
It's past 10:30 p.m. My companion is fast asleep,
Silence engulfs me all about and I begin to weep
In the midst of sadness, I kneel down to pray
I need to talk to father, but I'm not sure what to say
"Oh, Father" I begin, "What happened to us today?
I thought we'd teach somebody, but everyone was away
My hands, my aching hands- worn, hurt and beat;
If our area was any smaller, we'd have knocked every street"
"Why on missions are the days so much alike?
The only difference about today was the flat tire on my bike
Will you send some cooler weather? The heat is killing me
I sweat so bad, it gets in my eyes, it's very hard to see"
"Why do I have to wear a helmet, isn't your protection enough?
People always laugh at me, and call me stupid stuff
Please send us investigators so I may give them what they lack
I want to give them Books of Mormon, the weight of them hurts my back"
"And what about my family: They don't have much to say
I'm sick of not hearing from home day after day after day
Oh Father, Why am I here am I just wasting time?
Sometimes I just want to go home, I'm sorry but that's on my mind"
"My companion, Heavenly Father, what are you giving me?
"The way he rides his bicycle, I don't think he can see
Now you have it, I can't go on, I don't know what to do
That, my Father in Heaven, is the prayer I have for you"
My prayer now finished, I stand up, then jump right into bed
I need my rest for tomorrow, we have another long day ahead
Sleep start to overtake me, I seem to drift away
Then it seems a vision takes me to another time in another day
I'm standing alone on the hill. The view is very nice
A man walks to wards me and says, "My name is Jesus Christ"
Tears of joy well up inside, I fall down to His feet
"Arise," He states, "Follow me to the shade. You and I need to speak"
My attention's towards my Savior, total and complete
He says, "Your mission is similar of what happened to me
I understand how you feel, I know what you're going through
In fact, it would be fair to say I've felt the same as you"
"I even know how you felt when no one listened to you
At times I felt not quite sure what else I could do
I know you don't like to ride a bicycle, for you a car would be sweet
Just remember the donkey I rode wasn't equipped with 21 speeds"
"I understand you don't like sweating, in fact it's something you hate
I remember when I sweat blood from ev’ry pore, oh the agony was great!
I see you don't like your companion- you'd rather have someone else-
I once had a companion named Judas who sold my life for wealth"
"It's hard to wear a helmet and have people make fun of you
I remember when they put thorns on my head and called me King of the Jews
So you feel burdened down by the weight of your pack
I recall how heavy the cross was when they slammed it on my back"
"Your hands hurt from tracting and knocking on doors all day
I guess when they pounded nails into mine, I ached in a similar way
It's hard not to hear from home when your family's not there to see
I lost communication on the cross and cried, "Father, why hast Thou forsaken me?"
"We have a lot in common, but there's a difference between us you see
I endured to the end and finished my mission, so follow and do like me"
He embraced me with His arms and His light filled me with His love
With tears in my eyes I watched as He went back to the Father above
I stood with awe and wonder when a beep rang in my head
I listened and heard the alarm, then realized I was in my bed
My companion let out a groan, "6:30 already, no way!"
I sat up and said, "Come on, I'll even carry your scriptures today!"
No matter what we go through, when we feel we can't take more
Just stop and think about Jesus Christ, He's been there before
By Elder Troy Whittle
Texas Houston
listen to this as a song
Mission
https://ldspoetrybykellymiller.blogspot.com/2008/06/hes-been-there-before.html
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints
These poems are my own thoughts and impressions as I study the gospel of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter- Day Saints
I encourage you to read from the Book of Mormon and the standard works, and listen to modern day prophets, also, that your mind and heart might be touched.
Kelly Miller
I encourage you to read from the Book of Mormon and the standard works, and listen to modern day prophets, also, that your mind and heart might be touched.
Kelly Miller
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| 1 | June 15, 2015 | 82.86% | 25,281 | |||
| 2 | June 14, 2015 | 2.61% | 795 | |||
| 3 | June 13, 2015 | 2.42% | 737 | |||
| 4 | June 13, 2015 | 1.81% | 551 | |||
| 5 | June 14, 2015 | 1.35% | 412 | |||
| 6 | June 14, 2015 | 0.99% | 303 | |||
| 7 | June 14, 2015 | 0.79% | 241 | |||
| 8 | June 14, 2015 | 0.58% | 176 | |||
| 9 | May 15, 2015 | 0.49% | 151 | |||
| 10 | June 3, 2015 | 0.40% | 121 | |||
| 11 | June 8, 2015 | 0.34% | 105 | |||
| 12 | Apr 20, 2015 | 0.26% | 80 | |||
| 13 | June 3, 2015 | 0.21% | 64 | |||
| 14 | June 5, 2015 | 0.14% | 44 | |||
| 15 | Apr 17, 2015 | 0.14% | 42 | |||
| 16 | Mar 21, 2015 | 0.13% | 41 | |||
| 17 | Apr 28, 2015 | 0.13% | 41 | |||
| 18 | June 8, 2015 | 0.13% | 39 | |||
| 19 | May 28, 2015 | 0.12% | 38 | |||
| 20 | Europe | June 11, 2015 | 0.11% | 35 | ||
| 21 | May 18, 2015 | 0.11% | 35 | |||
| 22 | May 17, 2015 | 0.11% | 35 | |||
| 23 | Apr 17, 2015 | 0.11% | 33 | |||
| 24 | May 28, 2015 | 0.11% | 33 | |||
| 25 | Apr 25, 2015 | 0.10% | 32 | |||
| 26 | Apr 27, 2015 | 0.10% | 31 | |||
| 27 | Feb 1, 2015 | 0.10% | 31 | |||
| 28 | - | May 10, 2015 | 0.10% | 31 | ||
| 29 | Apr 5, 2015 | 0.10% | 30 | |||
| 30 | May 19, 2015 | 0.10% | 29 | |||
| 31 | June 1, 2015 | 0.09% | 28 | |||
| 32 | June 14, 2015 | 0.09% | 28 | |||
| 33 | May 18, 2015 | 0.09% | 26 | |||
| 34 | May 8, 2015 | 0.09% | 26 | |||
| 35 | May 5, 2015 | 0.08% | 24 | |||
| 36 | May 10, 2015 | 0.08% | 23 | |||
| 37 | May 1, 2015 | 0.07% | 20 | |||
| 38 | Apr 4, 2015 | 0.07% | 20 | |||
| 39 | Apr 18, 2015 | 0.07% | 20 | |||
| 40 | May 29, 2015 | 0.07% | 20 | |||
| 41 | Mar 23, 2015 | 0.06% | 19 | |||
| 42 | Mar 25, 2015 | 0.06% | 19 | |||
| 43 | Mar 28, 2015 | 0.06% | 18 | |||
| 44 | May 17, 2015 | 0.06% | 18 | |||
| 45 | Feb 27, 2015 | 0.06% | 17 | |||
| 46 | May 8, 2015 | 0.06% | 17 | |||
| 47 | May 30, 2015 | 0.05% | 16 | |||
| 48 | Apr 12, 2015 | 0.05% | 16 | |||
| 49 | Apr 6, 2015 | 0.05% | 15 | |||
| 50 | Apr 10, 2015 | 0.05% | 14 | |||
| 51 | Feb 23, 2015 | 0.05% | 14 | |||
| 52 | Mar 10, 2015 | 0.05% | 14 | |||
| 53 | Apr 8, 2015 | 0.04% | 13 | |||
| 54 | Nov 24, 2014 | 0.04% | 13 | |||
| 55 | June 1, 2015 | 0.04% | 13 | |||
| 56 | Aug 18, 2014 | 0.04% | 12 | |||
| 57 | Apr 13, 2015 | 0.04% | 12 | |||
| 58 | Apr 6, 2015 | 0.04% | 12 | |||
| 59 | Oct 29, 2014 | 0.04% | 12 | |||
| 60 | Dec 9, 2014 | 0.04% | 11 | |||
| 61 | Mar 12, 2015 | 0.04% | 11 | |||
| 62 | Feb 16, 2015 | 0.03% | 10 | |||
| 63 | Apr 28, 2015 | 0.03% | 10 | |||
| 64 | Jan 19, 2015 | 0.03% | 9 | |||
| 65 | Feb 5, 2015 | 0.03% | 9 | |||
| 66 | Mar 30, 2015 | 0.03% | 9 | |||
| 67 | Apr 4, 2015 | 0.03% | 9 | |||
| 68 | May 8, 2015 | 0.03% | 9 | |||
| 69 | Feb 4, 2015 | 0.03% | 8 | |||
| 70 | Jan 9, 2015 | 0.03% | 8 | |||
| 71 | Feb 27, 2015 | 0.03% | 8 | |||
| 72 | Jan 24, 2015 | 0.03% | 8 | |||
| 73 | Asia/Pacific Region | June 9, 2015 | 0.03% | 8 | ||
| 74 | Feb 6, 2015 | 0.02% | 7 | |||
| 75 | Mar 21, 2015 | 0.02% | 7 | |||
| 76 | Apr 10, 2015 | 0.02% | 7 | |||
| 77 | June 2, 2015 | 0.02% | 7 | |||
| 78 | Dec 16, 2014 | 0.02% | 7 | |||
| 79 | Apr 7, 2015 | 0.02% | 6 | |||
| 80 | Mar 3, 2015 | 0.02% | 6 | |||
| 81 | Sept 28, 2014 | 0.02% | 6 | |||
| 82 | Feb 25, 2015 | 0.02% | 6 | |||
| 83 | June 6, 2015 | 0.02% | 6 | |||
| 84 | May 7, 2015 | 0.02% | 6 | |||
| 85 | Apr 23, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | |||
| 86 | Oct 30, 2014 | 0.02% | 5 | |||
| 87 | June 3, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | |||
| 88 | Oct 27, 2014 | 0.02% | 5 | |||
| 89 | June 23, 2014 | 0.02% | 5 | |||
| 90 | Jan 19, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | |||
| 91 | Mar 23, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | |||
| 92 | Nov 23, 2014 | 0.02% | 5 | |||
| 93 | Nov 11, 2014 | 0.02% | 5 | |||
| 94 | Jan 16, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | |||
| 95 | Mar 10, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | |||
| 96 | Jan 15, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | |||
| 97 | May 8, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | |||
| 98 | Feb 27, 2015 | 0.01% | 4 | |||
| 99 | Jan 23, 2015 | 0.01% | 4 | |||
| 100 | Mar 22, 2015 | 0.01% | 4 | |||
| 101 | Jan 20, 2015 | 0.01% | 4 | |||
| 102 | Jan 13, 2015 | 0.01% | 4 | |||
| 103 | Apr 29, 2014 | 0.01% | 4 | |||
| 104 | Jan 14, 2015 | 0.01% | 4 | |||
| 105 | Nov 29, 2014 | 0.01% | 3 | |||
| 106 | Feb 11, 2014 | 0.01% | 3 | |||
| 107 | July 23, 2014 | 0.01% | 3 | |||
| 108 | Feb 19, 2015 | 0.01% | 3 | |||
| 109 | Aug 1, 2014 | 0.01% | 3 | |||
| 110 | Dec 20, 2014 | 0.01% | 3 | |||
| 111 | June 8, 2015 | 0.01% | 3 | |||
| 112 | May 14, 2014 | 0.01% | 3 | |||
| 113 | Mar 3, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 114 | Oct 22, 2014 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 115 | Jan 12, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 116 | June 20, 2014 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 117 | May 19, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 118 | June 23, 2014 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 119 | Aug 4, 2014 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 120 | Jan 28, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 121 | Feb 20, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 122 | May 12, 2014 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 123 | Apr 29, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 124 | Apr 26, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 125 | Nov 1, 2013 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 126 | June 30, 2013 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 127 | July 18, 2014 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 128 | Aug 17, 2014 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 129 | Mar 12, 2013 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 130 | Jan 8, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 131 | Mar 20, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | |||
| 132 | May 27, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 133 | July 27, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 134 | Sept 16, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 135 | July 18, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 136 | Jan 12, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 137 | Mar 14, 2015 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 138 | Apr 22, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 139 | Nov 19, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 140 | Jan 9, 2015 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 141 | May 29, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 142 | Mar 10, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 143 | Feb 1, 2015 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 144 | Feb 21, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 145 | June 20, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 146 | Jan 9, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 147 | Jan 3, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 148 | Oct 9, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 149 | Jan 27, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 150 | June 16, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
| 151 | Mar 30, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | |||
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