This Side of Invisible

Currently, I am taking a class called Contemporary Moral Issues.  This last week, we explored the issue of abortion and had to read one pro-choice and pro-life essay and respond by writing a letter to the author of one essay stating why we disagree with their essay. I chose to write to the author of the pro-choice essay, not only because I am personally pro-life, but because the author's comparisons and logic were lacking.  This is my initial response: Dear Ms Judith Jarvis Thomson, I would like to respond to your essay A Defense of Abortion. I have to say that I disagree with you on a few of your ideas and on some of the logic you use to defend this practice. I would like to draw your attention to the fourth section of your essay and concentrate my disagreements in this area. While I strongly agree with the fact (and with your reasoning) that a fetus has no claim to a mother’s body if comes to reside their through an act of violation, I would disagree with you in extending that t

We had a scare this morning, and by we I mean me.  My 3 year old would not wake up for anything today.  And I'm not talking about just sleeping in.  I had her out of bed, dressed her, changed her diaper, sat her at the kitchen table, put her in the car to take the boys to school, went to the post office and the bank all while she slumbered.  She stirred a time or two, but just wouldn't completely wake up. So when I got home from my morning errands and she was still sleeping I was starting to worry.  She had been out of bed for nearly 3 hours and dragged around town without waking up.  The thought kept crossing my mind to check the drink mix container for ingredients.  Twice I let that thought fleet away with my many others.  On the third go around, I finally did check.  I found the warning for phenylketonurics.  I had no idea what this was, so I decided to look it up.  It was nothing that concerned anyone not having PKU, but what I did find was a link to the site SweetPoison t

I couldn't help but ponder some things as I came across this new born tree today. First, this is a tree. Notice how is grows from this rock. This is a miracle of nature, but it is also a reminder of something greater. In the Book of Mormon we read the following: As Helaman gives counsel to his sons, he leaves them with this great, profound truth. "And now, my sons, remember, remember that it is upon the rock of our Redeemer, who is Christ, the Son of God, that ye must build your foundation: that when the devil shall send forth his mighty winds, yea, his shafts in the whirlwind, yea, when all his hail and his mighty storm shall beat upon you, it shall have no power over you to drag you down to the gulf of misery and endless wo, because of the rock upon which ye are built, which is a sure foundation, a foundation whereon if men build they cannot fall." In shear irony, as I wandered back to the car, thinking of this little tree and the above verse, it did, in fact,