In Trying To Avoid One Sin I've

A Few Weeks Later, I’m In A Fluorescent-lit Classroom In Chelsea Awaiting The Start Of The Official Mensa Test. I’m Sitting Next To A Guy Who’s Doing A Series Of Elaborate Neck Stretches, Like We’re About To Engage In A Vigorous Rugby Match. He’s Neatly Laid Out Four Types Of Gum On His Formica Desk: Juicy Fruit, Wrigley Spearmint, Big Red, And Eclipse. I Hate This Guy. I Hope To God He’s Not A Genius.

One Of The Interesting Things To Me Is That God Grows Throughout The Old Testament. He Evolves, Sort Of Matures, And Becomes Kinder.

The Bible Talks A Lot About Thankfulness, And I'm More Thankful Than I Ever Was. I Try To Concentrate On The Hundreds Of Things That Go Right In A Day, Instead Of The Three Or Four That Go Wrong.

I Always Thought The Name Of Utah’s Major Newspaper Was Some Sort Of Weird Misspelling Of The Word “desert.” But No, Deseret Is The “land Of The Honeybee,” According To The Book Of Mormon. I Guess I Should Have Figured They Would Have Caught A Typo In The Masthead After 154 Years.

I Love To Live Things, So I Wanted To Immerse Myself And Get Into The Mindset - And Sandals - Of My Forefathers.