Goodness from the Heartland

Goodness from the Heartland 2020-07-24T14:40:07-06:00

 

A view in Rocky Mountain NP
This is part of the view from Ridge Trail Road’s (Road 34’s) “Rainbow Curve.” But the light and the colors were much more dramatic this evening, and this photo doesn’t remotely do the scenery justice. Besides, the really big mountains are out of the photo to the left.
(Wikimedia Commons public domain image by Frans-Banja Mulder)

 

Interpreter Radio Show — July 19, 2020

The 19 July 2020 broadcast of the Interpreter Radio Show has now been archived and, with all commercial breaks removed, made available for no cost on the website of the Interpreter Foundation.  The participants in the 19 July show were Bruce Webster, Kris Frederickson, and Mike Parker. In this episode, they discussed current events and some of the problems with the so-called “Heartland” model of Book of Mormon geography during the first hour.  This was followed in the second hour by a roundtable devoted to the upcoming Come, Follow Me Book of Mormon lesson #33 on Helaman 1-6.

 

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Some of you, I think, will enjoy this fine, nearly 43-minute video featuring Tyler Griffin and my longtime friend and colleague John W. “Jack” Welch:

 

“The Amazing Chiasmus in Alma 36 of the Book of Mormon”

 

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“Perpetual Education Fund Loan Payments Paused During COVID-19: Payments and interest charges deferred to November 2020”

 

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Driving this evening along the Trail Ridge Road in Rocky Mountain National Park, popular-level geological guidebook at the ready, we pulled over at the Rainbow Curve overlook for a fairly late dinner.  It was drizzling slightly, and then a downpour hit.  So we retreated to our car.  When we had finished with our meal and were no longer able to see much, we decided to pull back out onto the road and go our way.

 

But it was not to be.  Our car, which had given us no difficulties at all (and which we had just taken in for a total checkup a couple of weeks before) would not start.  It was dead.

 

Wonderful!

 

And the hour was growing late.  The overlook had been crowded but was now, thanks to both the hour and the deluge, pretty much deserted.  No cell phone reception.  Nearly 11,000 feet above sea level.  Rain coming down in sheets.  I began to think of the time, driving along on our honeymoon to our late wedding reception in California, that we had pulled off in the last little bit of daylight for a glimpse of the Mountain Meadows Massacre site.  And the car wouldn’t start.  A wonderful place to spend a night, no?  And excellent honeymoon location.  Finally, though, and mercifully, the car did come to life again.

 

Not this car, though.  Not this time.

 

So I approached another car at the overlook and asked whether they might possibly have jumper cables.

 

I couldn’t have picked a better vehicle.  There were two young guys in it from Ohio who were traveling with another car containing a guy and two girls.  They were all counsellors or activities directors or something at Camp Walden (which, I take it, is in northern Michigan, not in Ohio) but, of course, summer camp is out of the question during this wonderful year of 2020.

 

Anyway, they were wonderful.  Very helpful.  (It took three widely-spaced attempts and some work on the battery terminals before the engine turned over.). Fortunately, the rain finally passed over and away, the last golden rays of the evening sun came out, the air was crystalline, and the view was magnificent.  So was the ride back down to Estes Park, though we dared not stop.

 

There are very good people still to be found.

 

Posted from Estes Park, Colorado

 

 


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