I took a bunch of candy bars up to Youth Conference last weekend as part of an object lesson about the blessings of holding our standards close to us...I offered a ten pack of candy bars to anyone who had their "For the Strength of Youth" pamphlet with them at our workshop. None of the kids had the pamphlet with them, but several said that they had it back at the cabin.
I told them that we never know when we will be called on to stand as an example, that we always have to be prepared, and said that if we will hold to the standards we will be blessed in ways we can't imagine.
Well, since none of the kids had their pamphlets, I offered a single candy bar to anyone who brought me their pamphlet by the end of conference, but still had a lot of candy left over.
I got home Saturday night, and helped to put the kids to bed, but Rachel was still a little wound up at having me home again, so I put her on my bed and let her watch a couple of Pixar Shorts while I put the other girls down.
When I came in to my room, Rachel had discovered the left over candy bars and was happily gobbling up everything in sight.
But you tell me...does she look like a girl in paradise?
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