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Grammy Blick: Learning new (big!) words by The Gift Princess Goden Blog on Nov 13, 2011Earlier I made a blog references to Thomas Jefferson’s desire to extract the pure principles Jesus taught. He wrote to John Adams in 1813:“We must reduce our volume to the simple evangelists, select, even from them, the very words only of Je...



Grammy Blick: Christ Offended by The Gift Princess Goden Blog on Oct 13, 2011As we strive to obey the commandments and reach the goals set forth by our Heavenly Father there are times when we may offend others.These things said he in the synagogue, as he taught in Capernaum. Many therefore of his disciples, when they had hear...



Grammy Blick: What happens when you know Jesus is the Son of God? by The Gift Princess Goden Blog on Sep 23, 2011Well, that depends on who you are.God knew His Son. And lo a voice from heaven, saying, This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased. (Matthew 3:17 KJV) While he yet spake, behold, a bright cloud overshadowed them: and behold a vo...



Grammy Blick: Who needs to forgive - you or God? by The Gift Princess Goden Blog on Sep 20, 2011“And you, that were sometime alienated and enemies in your mind by wicked works, yet now hath he reconciled In the body of his flesh through death, to present you holy and unblameable and unreproveable in his sight: If ye continue in the faith grou...



Grammy Blick: The Duck and the devil by The Gift Princess Goden Blog on Sep 17, 2011The Duck & the DevilThere was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm. He was given a slingshot to play with out in the woods. He practiced in the woods; but he could never hit the target. Getting a little discouraged, he headed back...



Grammy Blick: The Sad Sabbath by The Gift Princess Goden Blog on Sep 11, 2011It is hard to find a reason for the sabbath today. We cannot go to the temple. We are hated there and we still fear their wrath. To hear the priests speak lightly of His death is more than we could bear right now.The women quietly weep upstairs, on t...