Here we are in Tahoe July 2007 before I left for my mission Russia. The silly, little blonde boy in the front starts his service today. He will be going to Taipei Taiwan.
Nine years later here is is ready to serve. Saying good bye to my children Ramona and Kale. When Aaron gets home Ramona will be three and Kale will be five.
Time is a funny thing. I feel like not that much had changed. But nine years is a long time. Just by looking at the photos it is proof a lot changes. Children grow quickly.
As I have been reflecting, a talk given by Gordon B. Hinckley
comes to my mind. He compares our decisions to switches on a train track. "The course of our lives is not determined by great, awesome
decisions. Our direction is set by the little day-to-day choices which chart
the track on which we run.
Many years ago I worked in the head office of one of our
railroads. One day I received a telephone call from my counterpart in Newark,
New Jersey, who said that a passenger train had arrived without its baggage
car. The patrons were angry. We discovered that the train had been properly made up in
Oakland, California, and properly delivered to St. Louis, from which station it
was to be carried to its destination on the east coast. But in the St. Louis
yards, a thoughtless switchman had moved a piece of steel just three inches. That piece of steel was a switch point, and the car that
should have been in Newark, New Jersey, was in New Orleans, Louisiana, thirteen
hundred miles away. So it is with our lives."
It is true. When I heard the story years ago I did not doubt the principle. With a few year under my belt I know it is true. I can see it just by looking at my life.
May we all make good choices and consult with our Father in Heaven when making decisions, even seemingly small ones. Your course is your choice.
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