Real hope is much more than wishful musing. It stiffens, not slackens, the spiritual spine. It is composed, not giddy, eager, without being naive, and plesantly steady without being smug. Hope is realistic anticipation taking the form of determination-- a determination not merely to survive but to "endure... well" to the end. (D&C 121:8) Neal A Maxwell
I love July. I love the sights and sounds and smells of July. I love the pops, whirs, and bangs you hear after dark. I love the sound of children giggling late into the night, of burgers sizzling on the grill.The sound of splashing water as you dive into a pool on a hot July day. I love the smell of flowers in bloom, of steaks cooking near by. I love the smell and smokiness of gun powder. I LOVE SINGING THE NATIONAL ANTHEMespecially at church where you can sing all the versus.I love the soft chirp that crickets make. I think crickets are creepy looking but I find the sound they make comforting. I love the smell of freshly cut lawn and the fresh clean air after a summer rain. I love the soft hum of a lawn mower a few houses up. I love that your neighbors are out side and they stop to chat for a few minutes. I love watching the birds eat worms from the grass. I love laying on the grass in the day and watching the clouds, and at night watching the stars. I love that you get to wear a hat , but you don't have to wear a coat. I love that it stays light until almost 10 pm. I love marching bands, and the swoosh of floats as they pass by. I love to watch children scramble for candy that was tossed along side the road during a parade. I love that in Utah we have two holidays in July. I love July.
“What we love determines what we seek. What we seek determines what we think and do. What we think and do determines who we are — and who we will become.” ― Dieter F. Uchtdorf
2 comments:
I'm with you!! It's a great time of year.
Awesome post, I dito everything you said!
The only thing I DON'T like about July is the heat, it just about kills me!
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