I was trying to think of an excuse to elaborately decorate

Would a mad birthday be a big enough excuse?

CHAPTER VII

A Mad Tea-Party

There was a table set out under a tree in front of the house, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it: a Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep, and the other two were using it as a cushion, resting their elbows on it, and talking over its head. `Very uncomfortable for the Dormouse,' thought Alice; `only, as it's asleep, I suppose it doesn't mind.'

The table was a large one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of it: `No room! No room!' they cried out when they saw Alice coming. `There's plenty of room!' said Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a large arm-chair at one end of the table.

Mad Tea Party

`Have some wine,' the March Hare said in an encouraging tone.

Alice looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but tea. `I don't see any wine,' she remarked.

`There isn't any,' said the March Hare.

`Then it wasn't very civil of you to offer it,' said Alice angrily.

`It wasn't very civil of you to sit down without being invited,' said the March Hare.

`I didn't know it was your table,' said Alice; `it's laid for a great many more than three.'

`Your hair wants cutting,' said the Hatter. He had been looking at Alice for some time with great curiosity, and this was his first speech.

`You should learn not to make personal remarks,' Alice said with some severity; `it's very rude.'

The Hatter opened his eyes very wide on hearing this; but all he said was, `Why is a raven like a writing-desk?'

`Come, we shall have some fun now!' thought Alice. `I'm glad they've begun asking riddles.--I believe I can guess that,' she added aloud.

`Do you mean that you think you can find out the answer to it?' said the March Hare.

`Exactly so,' said Alice.

`Then you should say what you mean,' the March Hare went on.

`I do,' Alice hastily replied; `at least--at least I mean what I say--that's the same thing, you know.'

`Not the same thing a bit!' said the Hatter. `You might just as well say that "I see what I eat" is the same thing as "I eat what I see"!'

Hatter engaging in rhetoric

`You might just as well say,' added the March Hare, `that "I like what I get" is the same thing as "I get what I like"!'

`You might just as well say,' added the Dormouse, who seemed to be talking in his sleep, `that "I breathe when I sleep" is the same thing as "I sleep when I breathe"!'

`It is the same thing with you,' said the Hatter, and here the conversation dropped, and the party sat silent for a minute, while Alice thought over all she could remember about ravens and writing-desks, which wasn't much.

The Hatter was the first to break the silence. `What day of the month is it?' he said, turning to Alice: he had taken his watch out of his pocket, and was looking at it uneasily, shaking it every now and then, and holding it to his ear.

Alice considered a little, and then said `The fourth.'

`Two days wrong!' sighed the Hatter. `I told you butter wouldn't suit the works!' he added looking angrily at the March Hare.

`It was the best butter,' the March Hare meekly replied.

`Yes, but some crumbs must have got in as well,' the Hatter grumbled: `you shouldn't have put it in with the bread-knife.'

The March Hare took the watch and looked at it gloomily: then he dipped it into his cup of tea, and looked at it again: but he could think of nothing better to say than his first remark, `It was the best butter, you know.'

Alice had been looking over his shoulder with some curiosity. `What a funny watch!' she remarked. `It tells the day of the month, and doesn't tell what o'clock it is!'

`Why should it?' muttered the Hatter. `Does your watch tell you what year it is?'

`Of course not,' Alice replied very readily: `but that's because it stays the same year for such a long time together.'

`Which is just the case with mine,' said the Hatter.

Alice felt dreadfully puzzled. The Hatter's remark seemed to have no sort of meaning in it, and yet it was certainly English. `I don't quite understand you,' she said, as politely as she could.

`The Dormouse is asleep again,' said the Hatter, and he poured a little hot tea upon its nose.

The Dormouse shook its head impatiently, and said, without opening its eyes, `Of course, of course; just what I was going to remark myself.'

`Have you guessed the riddle yet?' the Hatter said, turning to Alice again.

`No, I give it up,' Alice replied: `what's the answer?'

`I haven't the slightest idea,' said the Hatter.

`Nor I,' said the March Hare.

Alice sighed wearily. `I think you might do something better with the time,' she said, `than waste it in asking riddles that have no answers.'

`If you knew Time as well as I do,' said the Hatter, `you wouldn't talk about wasting it. It's him.'

`I don't know what you mean,' said Alice.

`Of course you don't!' the Hatter said, tossing his head contemptuously. `I dare say you never even spoke to Time!'

`Perhaps not,' Alice cautiously replied: `but I know I have to beat time when I learn music.'

`Ah! that accounts for it,' said the Hatter. `He won't stand beating. Now, if you only kept on good terms with him, he'd do almost anything you liked with the clock. For instance, suppose it were nine o'clock in the morning, just time to begin lessons: you'd only have to whisper a hint to Time, and round goes the clock in a twinkling! Half-past one, time for dinner!'

(`I only wish it was,' the March Hare said to itself in a whisper.)

`That would be grand, certainly,' said Alice thoughtfully: `but then--I shouldn't be hungry for it, you know.'

`Not at first, perhaps,' said the Hatter: `but you could keep it to half-past one as long as you liked.'

`Is that the way you manage?' Alice asked.

The Hatter shook his head mournfully. `Not I!' he replied. `We quarrelled last March--just before he went mad, you know--' (pointing with his tea spoon at the March Hare,) `--it was at the great concert given by the Queen of Hearts, and I had to sing

"Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!

How I wonder what you're at!"

You know the song, perhaps?'

`I've heard something like it,' said Alice.

`It goes on, you know,' the Hatter continued, `in this way:--

"Up above the world you fly,

Like a tea-tray in the sky.

Twinkle, twinkle--"'

Here the Dormouse shook itself, and began singing in its sleep `Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle--' and went on so long that they had to pinch it to make it stop.

`Well, I'd hardly finished the first verse,' said the Hatter, `when the Queen jumped up and bawled out, "He's murdering the time! Off with his head!"'

`How dreadfully savage!' exclaimed Alice.

`And ever since that,' the Hatter went on in a mournful tone, `he won't do a thing I ask! It's always six o'clock now.'

A bright idea came into Alice's head. `Is that the reason so many tea-things are put out here?' she asked.

`Yes, that's it,' said the Hatter with a sigh: `it's always tea-time, and we've no time to wash the things between whiles.'

`Then you keep moving round, I suppose?' said Alice.

`Exactly so,' said the Hatter: `as the things get used up.'

`But what happens when you come to the beginning again?' Alice ventured to ask.

`Suppose we change the subject,' the March Hare interrupted, yawning. `I'm getting tired of this. I vote the young lady tells us a story.'

`I'm afraid I don't know one,' said Alice, rather alarmed at the proposal.

`Then the Dormouse shall!' they both cried. `Wake up, Dormouse!' And they pinched it on both sides at once.

The Dormouse slowly opened his eyes. `I wasn't asleep,' he said in a hoarse, feeble voice: `I heard every word you fellows were saying.'

`Tell us a story!' said the March Hare.

`Yes, please do!' pleaded Alice.

`And be quick about it,' added the Hatter, `or you'll be asleep again before it's done.'

`Once upon a time there were three little sisters,' the Dormouse began in a great hurry; `and their names were Elsie, Lacie, and Tillie; and they lived at the bottom of a well--'

`What did they live on?' said Alice, who always took a great interest in questions of eating and drinking.

`They lived on treacle,' said the Dormouse, after thinking a minute or two.

`They couldn't have done that, you know,' Alice gently remarked; `they'd have been ill.'

`So they were,' said the Dormouse; `very ill.'

Alice tried to fancy to herself what such an extraordinary ways of living would be like, but it puzzled her too much, so she went on: `But why did they live at the bottom of a well?'

`Take some more tea,' the March Hare said to Alice, very earnestly.

`I've had nothing yet,' Alice replied in an offended tone, `so I can't take more.'

`You mean you can't take less,' said the Hatter: `it's very easy to take more than nothing.'

`Nobody asked your opinion,' said Alice.

`Who's making personal remarks now?' the Hatter asked triumphantly.

Alice did not quite know what to say to this: so she helped herself to some tea and bread-and-butter, and then turned to the Dormouse, and repeated her question. `Why did they live at the bottom of a well?'

The Dormouse again took a minute or two to think about it, and then said, `It was a treacle-well.'

`There's no such thing!' Alice was beginning very angrily, but the Hatter and the March Hare went `Sh! sh!' and the Dormouse sulkily remarked, `If you can't be civil, you'd better finish the story for yourself.'

`No, please go on!' Alice said very humbly; `I won't interrupt again. I dare say there may be one.'

`One, indeed!' said the Dormouse indignantly. However, he consented to go on. `And so these three little sisters--they were learning to draw, you know--'

`What did they draw?' said Alice, quite forgetting her promise.

`Treacle,' said the Dormouse, without considering at all this time.

`I want a clean cup,' interrupted the Hatter: `let's all move one place on.'

He moved on as he spoke, and the Dormouse followed him: the March Hare moved into the Dormouse's place, and Alice rather unwillingly took the place of the March Hare. The Hatter was the only one who got any advantage from the change: and Alice was a good deal worse off than before, as the March Hare had just upset the milk-jug into his plate.

Alice did not wish to offend the Dormouse again, so she began very cautiously: `But I don't understand. Where did they draw the treacle from?'

`You can draw water out of a water-well,' said the Hatter; `so I should think you could draw treacle out of a treacle-well--eh, stupid?'

`But they were in the well,' Alice said to the Dormouse, not choosing to notice this last remark.

`Of course they were', said the Dormouse; `--well in.'

This answer so confused poor Alice, that she let the Dormouse go on for some time without interrupting it.

`They were learning to draw,' the Dormouse went on, yawning and rubbing its eyes, for it was getting very sleepy; `and they drew all manner of things--everything that begins with an M--'

`Why with an M?' said Alice.

`Why not?' said the March Hare.

Alice was silent.

The Dormouse had closed its eyes by this time, and was going off into a doze; but, on being pinched by the Hatter, it woke up again with a little shriek, and went on: `--that begins with an M, such as mouse-traps, and the moon, and memory, and muchness-- you know you say things are "much of a muchness"--did you ever see such a thing as a drawing of a muchness?'

`Really, now you ask me,' said Alice, very much confused, `I don't think--'

`Then you shouldn't talk,' said the Hatter.

This piece of rudeness was more than Alice could bear: she got up in great disgust, and walked off; the Dormouse fell asleep instantly, and neither of the others took the least notice of her going, though she looked back once or twice, half hoping that they would call after her: the last time she saw them, they were trying to put the Dormouse into the teapot.

Hatter and Hare dunking Dormouse

`At any rate I'll never go there again!' said Alice as she picked her way through the wood. `It's the stupidest tea-party I ever was at in all my life!'

Just as she said this, she noticed that one of the trees had a door leading right into it. `That's very curious!' she thought. `But everything's curious today. I think I may as well go in at once.' And in she went.

Once more she found herself in the long hall, and close to the little glass table. `Now, I'll manage better this time,' she said to herself, and began by taking the little golden key, and unlocking the door that led into the garden. Then she went to work nibbling at the mushroom (she had kept a piece of it in her pocket) till she was about a foot high: then she walked down the little passage: and then--she found herself at last in the beautiful garden, among the bright flower-beds and the cool fountains.

The Atonement

 

I'm afraid this blog post will seem very long but I decided to include the verses I read for reference

"The suffering of the Son of God was not simply the

suffering of personal death; for in assuming the

position that He did in making an atonement for the

sins of the world He bore the weight, the

responsibility, and the burden of the sins of all men, which, to us, is incomprehensible. . . . institute manual pg 174

 

the word incomprehensible was used more than once in the institute manual. This made me realize that even the other descriptive words in the scriptures of agony suffering and pain for our sickness and mortality. the pains of the world are truly indeed beyond any comprehension I could ever have . I have always struggled in my understanding of the atonement. each step closer to the truth seems to take forever for me to comprehend. I did not used to truly understand that Jesus would die me for it was one thing that Jesus would die for the whole world after all the world is a big deal and I wasn't a big part of it. I could not think of or comprehend that Jesus would die for me personally. even if the rest of the world didn't needed him if I was the only one it still would have been worth it. that he loved me personally rather than the value of the existence of the entire human race was beyond my comprehension still now even though I now know that Christ would do anything for me I constantly wonder why he did do such a thing for me. Gethsemane is where Christ truly experienced all the pains of the world and fulfilled the law something no one else could do. His death on the cross was simply the final moment in the experience of the pains of all how ever lived .

 

"Christ's agony in the garden is unfathomable by the

finite mind, both as to intensity and cause. The

thought that He suffered through fear of death is

untenable. Death to Him was preliminary to

resurrection and triumphal return to the Father from

whom He had come, and to a state of glory even

beyond what He had before possessed; and, moreover,

it is within His power to lay down His life voluntarily.

He struggled and groaned under a burden such as no

other being who has lived on earth might even

conceive as possible. It was not physical pain, nor

mental anguish alone, that caused Him to suffer such

torture as to produce an extrusion of blood from every

pore; but a spiritual agony of soul such as only God

was capable of experiencing. No other man, however

great his powers of physical or mental endurance,

could have suffered so; for his human organism would

have succumbed, and syncope would have produced

unconsciousness and welcome oblivion. In that hour

of anguish Christ met and overcame all the horrors

that Satan, 'the prince of this world' could inflict. Pg 174 institute manual

 

 

 

 

36¶Then cometh Jesus with them unto a place called ^aGethsemane, and saith unto the disciples, Sit ye here, while I go and ^bpray yonder.

 37And he took with him Peter and the two sons of Zebedee, and ^abegan to be sorrowful and very heavy.

 38Then saith he unto them, My soul is ^aexceeding sorrowful, even unto death: tarry ye here, and ^bwatch with me.

 39And he went a little further, and fell on his face, and ^aprayed, saying, O my ^bFather, if it be possible, let this ^ccup pass from me: nevertheless not as I ^dwill, but as ^ethou
^fwilt.

 40And he cometh unto the disciples, and findeth them ^aasleep, and saith unto Peter, What, ^bcould ye not watch with me one hour?

 41^aWatch and ^bpray, that ye enter not into ^ctemptation: the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak.

 42He went away again the second time, and prayed, saying, O my Father, if this cup may not pass away from me, except I drink it, thy ^awill be done.

 43And he came and found them asleep again: for their eyes were heavy.

 44And he left them, and went away again, and prayed the third time, saying the same words.

 45Then cometh he to his disciples, and saith unto them, Sleep on now, and take your rest: behold, the hour is at hand, and the Son of man is ^abetrayed into the hands of sinners.

 46Rise, let us be going: behold, he is at hand that doth betray me.

32^aAnd they came to a place which was named Gethsemane: and he saith to his disciples, Sit ye here, while I shall pray.

 33And he taketh with him Peter and James and John, and began to be ^asore amazed, and to be ^bvery
^cheavy;

 34And saith unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful unto death: tarry ye here, and watch.

 35And he went forward a little, and fell on the ground, and prayed that, if it were possible, the hour might pass from him.

 36And he said, Abba, Father, all things are possible unto thee; ^atake away this ^bcup from me: nevertheless not what I will, but what thou wilt.

 37And he cometh, and findeth them sleeping, and saith unto Peter, Simon, sleepest thou? couldest not thou watch one ^ahour?

 38^aWatch ye and pray, lest ye enter into ^btemptation. The spirit truly is ready, but the flesh is weak.

 39And again he went away, and prayed, and spake the same words.

 40And when he returned, he found them asleep again, (for their eyes were heavy,) neither wist they what to answer him.

 41And he cometh the third time, and saith unto them, Sleep on now, and take your rest: it is enough, the hour is come; behold, the Son of man is betrayed into the hands of sinners.

 42Rise up, let us go; lo, he that betrayeth me is at hand.

39¶And he came out, and went, as he was ^awont, to the mount of Olives; and his disciples also followed him.

 40And when he was at the place, he said unto them, Pray that ye enter not into ^atemptation.

 41And he was withdrawn from them about a stone's cast, and kneeled down, and prayed,

 42Saying, Father, if thou be willing, ^aremove this cup from me: nevertheless not my ^bwill, but thine, be done.

 43And there appeared an ^aangel unto him from heaven, strengthening him.

 44And being in an ^aagony he prayed more earnestly: ^band his sweat was as it were great drops of ^cblood falling down to the ground.

 45And when he rose up from prayer, and was come to his disciples, he found them sleeping for sorrow,

 46And said unto them, Why sleep ye? rise and pray, lest ye enter into temptation.

1When Jesus had spoken these words, he went forth with his disciples over the brook Cedron, where was a garden, into the which he entered, and his disciples.

 2And Judas also, which betrayed him, knew the place: for Jesus ofttimes resorted thither with his disciples.

New testament

Choice 3. Mark 14:3-9 Matthew 26:6-13

 

The woman who washed Christ's feet with her hair and anointed him with costly oils and kissed his feet she gave up her time money and humbled herself to go into this house where she knew she would be judged and rejected by others because of her sins but she knew somehow that Christ could forgive her sins.

I think she understood that Christ deserved reverence and honor. She even understood that she needed Christ to forgive her that she was a sinner who knew that Christ would die for her sins . she knew her own faults as well that she was week and needed the saviors help. She knew he needed to be anointed that his host had neglected him and no else had washed his feat.

Some of the disciples thought it was a waste to spend money or ointment on glorifying god instead of giving it to charity. someone once asked me why we waste the missionaries by having them teach the gospel in America when they could all be doing humanitarian work in Africa after all they could do so much more good there. Its true that we can serve others but the gospel isn't about who needs are help more but about the fact that we all need the gospel. She sought after the savior to do something for him she did a great act of service for Christ and showed her love for him . she is an example to us still just as Christ said she would be

snow day tea party

my parents arent they cute

these pics blew my mind

New testament

Watching for the coming of Christ 3 things I have been watching and taking heed of

 

There are deceivers who will purposely try to destroy and confuse us take heed for many false Christ's will come. I always relate the scriptures about the last days to Narnia because I loved the books growing up but now that I'm older I understand them differently. But I always think of trashlan and how the world thinks of god and of shift the ape manipulating people for greed. Once in a religion class we watched a clip of this Puerto Rican guy living in a mansion in Texas. Saying he was the reincarnated Christ. he was so obliviously similar to korihor and the very definition of an aniti Christ. I almost fell over when I realized how many people gave him their money and followed him because he told them he was Jesus and sin didn't matter. So there is a deceiver

I really noticed that earthquakes were listed as a sign of the times. After the one in japan I didn't think how strange. I thought we Shure have had a lot of those lately I really do live in the last days

The church coming to all nations hasn't quite been fulfilled yet but I see the church growing every day were sending out missionaries and building temples if Iraq and Afghanistan ever get to stop being a war zone then we would probably send missions there too we send missionaries every where

 

found this me and suzie

funky dresses not that I would wear them just awesome funky ness

pink so pink just so pink

rain bow print crazy

petal skrit how fairy

little flower details

New Testament weekly update!

 

These parables each say something about the Jewish leaders of Christ day

The fig tree: this is to show that Jesus hungered after faith he was wanting so badly for there to be fruit on that tree but the tree was barren and so it failed and Christ told it to withered away this is the Jews because he so desperately wanted them to have faith to bear fruit . To be ready for his coming but they weren't they failed and were cursed and

The second son: the Jews are the second son who say they are preparing and ready to believe on the messiah but are not they talk and talk but do not act on what they say they are hypocrites. I think the first son might be the gentiles they are not waiting for the savior but when he comes the listen and change

The husbandmen murdered the prophets and murdered the son just as Christ knows they Jews will do for their own desire to remain in control and powerful

The wedding guests are especially invited to the feast but avoid the invite they are either worldly busy rude or killers. This is the Jews the children of Israel are too busy to pay attention and too worldly some even murder the kings' servants. Just as the Jews murdered the prophets. Therefore, the host for the wedding party invites the whole town to the feast and some people show up unprepared and ungracious these are those who reject the word and possibly hypocrites the last part was still unclear to me