Baby Yoda Has a Name. And I Hate It.

I wish I didn’t know now what I didn’t know then.

Toby Keith

On this week’s episode of The Mandalorian, Mando and his son, Baby Yoda, finally met with Ahsoka Tano. She’s the jedi that Mando’s been looking for to train Baby Yoda. Now obviously, Disney was never going to let Mando leave Baby Yoda with her because then they would lose about 99% of their viewership, but they did something else almost equally divisive. Ahsoka Tano used the force or something nerdy to communicate with Baby Yoda and revealed his real name to Daddy Mando.

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The First Friendsgiving

Therefore I will give thanks unto thee, O Lord, among the heathen, and I will sing praises unto thy name.

2 Samuel 22:50

The following is a story I wrote while I was in college. It was intended to be part of a little book about my college life I was going to give to my little brother so he sort of knew what to expect when he got there. But nothing in my life has ever been typical and my experiences varied wildly from what others probably experienced. So I never finished the book. He’s still writing his own story which is filled with just as much happiness and misery as my own but at the time I didn’t think he’d be able to relate. Here’s one story that survived that I think everyone can relate to, though. Please feel free to cringe as you read.

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Making Time for God

My good friend Emily writes: I love routine. I thrive off of it. Once COVID hit, all routine went out the window. My classes I did from bed. My work was moved online so I could do it whenever I wanted as long as I got all my projects completed on time. With not having a schedule for really anything, I stoped having a spiritual schedule as well. I didn’t create the time for God in my schedule. Things were happening in my life that sort of made me bitter towards God at times. I could recognize a difference from when I first got home from the mission and studied the scriptures every day to then (and honestly sometimes now) when I spent no time for or with God. When I was praying and studying the scriptures each day, I had such a positive outlook and attitude. When I wasn’t, I became increasingly bitter towards God for the littlest things. I recognized that, but that bitterness made me not really care that I was more bitter. A new semester rolled around and things in the world didn’t. Work got more busy and obviously school got more busy and I needed to thrive in both aspects… so I needed to create a new routine. After certain things happened in my life, I hesitantly added prayer and scripture study into my morning routine. At first, I didn’t recognize a huge difference, but after a couple weeks, I noticed that my days were better and I was more accountable to myself and to God. I stopped being really bitter towards God and gratitude flooded into my heart. Now, am I the best at keeping this routine? No. But I have recognized that my quiet time spent with God has a huge impact on my life. I realized that God wants to help me in my life, but I have to put forth that time to allow him to.

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