BYU Education Week, Day Three
Today I lay under a weeping birch and ate my lunch. My brain rested after an interesting but mind boggling class about modern psychological theories and how they don't jive with the principal of moral agency. I chewed my sandwich and then rested my brain by looking up at the blue sky through green leaves...my favorite scene in all the world. There is nothing like a weeping birch to make a person not feel like weeping.
Tomorrow I have decided not to take the class called "Do Animals Go to Heaven? An LDS Scriptural vs. World Religion Perspective" because I have a great fear I will find out that our dog Nixon is headed straight to hell for his unrepentant howling during thunderstorms and his gleeful murder of grackles.
If he is a dog of perdition I don't want to know about it.
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