Arie Belle Blog

If you want real answers and the truth about my faith than go to the source.  lds.org or mormon.org There are tons of anti-mormon websites out there, but before you get caught up in people opinions check out the actual religion and their website before jumping to conclusions. Feel free to ask questions in the comment box below, or ask questions on Mormon.org for those who are curious. The church of Jesus Christ of Later Day Saints is the best thing that has ever happened to me, and without it I don't know what my life would be like right now. With love, Arianna

This past Sunday(yesterday) the over arching theme of our church meeting was God's love for us, and this video reinforces what was spoken of so tenderheartedly yesterday. But it applies to all stereotypes, its not just Gays and Lesbians that get mocked, and hated upon, its almost any group that another group deems "abnormal". But every single person on this planet is different, yet at the same time we are 100% equal in the eyes of God. No matter what someone does in this life, God will not stop loving them. Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ's love for us is eternal, never failing and always available to us. It bothers me so much that christian people sometimes think down on Gays or Lesbians. Because they are just in the dark and hiding in their fear which causes hatred for other people. If the people who "hate" homosexuals were to step out of their own closet of darkness and misguidance they would be able to get to know the person as a child of God. No di

Guys. I have a bone to pick with us. No, I am not blaming the media. We should know better. Why does it take living out of the country to realize how ridiculous what we do to ourselves is?? Why do we honestly believe that we have to squeeze through a mold that only fits probably 1% of the population naturally (who will consequently be judged for the rest of their lives based on this fact alone) to be happy? Where did this all or nothing mentality come from--that if one thing is less than perfect that we're worthless? That if it's not good all the time, it's bad? That if it's good some of the time, we should be doing it nonstop? What happened to balance? What happened to health? When did we get so disconnected with ourselves that we honestly believed that the person who was obviously just trying to sell us something knew more about what was good for us (but not even our names) than our own bodies? Diets have a 95% fail rate. Ninety-five. Freaking. Percent. Would you trus

Sometimes you forget about your past for awhile, you forget that so many things used to be wrong and crazy, and you forget how miserable life used to be because life is so sweet now.  But then there are those moments when you reach into the basket and fish something out  that in an instant brings you back to a moment,  to a feeling, to a memory that happened over two years ago.  I reached into that basket and out of it I pulled an old notebook A notebook that I wrote nasty letters to my parents where I made lists of the reasons I should run away and where I blamed them for my problems It was a notebook filled with hate and with confusion. Oh how blind I was, I was traversing down a path of stupidity, ditching my own family for another without thinking twice. I was being brainwashed by my lover, who would tell me what I should say and why I should leave He made me think my parents were the enemy How could I have believed him? Why did I want to

I love this!

Just think about this. 

You turn on the light Then you turn it back off 'Cause sleeping alone, yeah it ain't what you thought It's the drip of the sink It's the click of the clock And you're wondering if I'm sleeping You heard from your friends That I'm doing okay And you're thinking, maybe you made a mistake And you want me to know But I don't wanna know How you're feeling Keep it to yourself If you think that you still love me Put it on a shelf If you're looking for someone Make it someone else When you're drunk And it's late And you're missing me like hell Keep it to yourself Keep it to yourself If you see me out and I'm standing alone Well it don't mean that I'm gonna need a ride home If you walk up to me like it ain't what it is Know that it ain't gonna end with a kiss So keep it to yourself If you think that you still love me Put it on a shelf If you're looking for someone Make it someone else When you're drunk And it&

Caine Stands Up from The Bully Project on Vimeo .

Zoom breakingnews : Mormon leader: Women at home is ‘essential part of society’ A Mormon leader says having women at home remains an essential part of society and cautioned against blurring feminine and masculine differences. D. Todd Christofferson, a member of the church’s Quorum of the Twelve, made the comments at the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints two-day conference in Salt Lake City. Read more from  AP . Photo: Members of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir perform during the opening session of the two-day Mormon church conference in Salt Lake City. (AP / Rick Bowmer) Well did you watch the General Conference? Cause If you didn’t, and your just saying things about the Mormon church that you don’t know about, you should do some real research and visit  Lds.org . I am a women, and I am a Mormon. People have so many misconceptions about what we believe, and I hear things all the time that blow my mind at how wrong people are. The other day in my art class, a g

Good Timber The tree that never had to fight For sun and sky and air and light, But stood out in the open plain And always got its share of rain, Never became a forest king But lived and died a scrubby thing. The man who never had to toil To gain and farm his patch of soil, Who never had to win his share Of sun and sky and light and air, Never became a manly man But lived and died as he began. Good timber does not grow with ease: The stronger wind, the stronger trees; The further sky, the greater length; The more the storm, the more the strength. By sun and cold, by rain and snow, In trees and men good timbers grow. Where thickest lies the forest growth, We find the patriarchs of both. And they hold counsel with the stars Whose broken branches show the scars Of many winds and much of strife. This is the common law of life. Douglas Malloch

Suffering Depression is one of the most difficult things to over come, I really enjoy Kait Rokowski's poem about her struggle with depression.  “ Yesterday, I spent 60 dollars on groceries, took the bus home, carried both bags with two good arms back to my studio apartment and cooked myself dinner. You and I may have different definitions of a good day. This week, I paid my rent and my credit card bill, worked 60 hours between my two jobs, only saw the sun on my cigarette breaks and slept like a rock. Flossed in the morning, locked my door, and remembered to buy eggs. My mother is proud of me. It is not the kind of pride she brags about at the golf course. She doesn’t combat topics like, ”My daughter got into Yale”  with, ”Oh yeah, my daughter remembered to buy eggs” But she is proud. See, she remembers what came before this. The weeks where I forgot how to use my muscles, how I would stay as silent as a thick fog for weeks. She thought each phone call from an unknown number w

That night I slept better then I had in weeks, For the first time in days I hadnt stayed up worrying, crying, and thinking about how bad everything was. That night I felt peacefulness in my soul, I felt at ease.  Six a.m. the following morning I awoke, I awoke to two strangers in my door way, and my parents hiding in the hall behind them. Someone said to get dressed quickly. I did as I was told, I was not afraid of them, even though you would be. There was an older man, and a mid-twenties girl The man was ex-military, either navy or marines  The girl was his daughter.  I guess "kidnapping" was a family business to them. The girl stayed in the room while I got dressed She told me not to bring anything important with me, I did anyways, I brought my engagement ring, the matching necklace, a journal and a pen.  and that was all I had as I walked out my front door never to return it s

Royals by Lorde and here is a sweet acapella 

I tend to avoid talking about my religion in public, at school, and with new people that I am meeting and getting to know. Maybe I feel like they will judge me when they hear that I'm Mormon, maybe they won't want to be my friend, but if someone were to judge me and not be my friend based on my faith then they aren't the type of person I need in my life. Sharing my views on my blog is a way for me to share my faith and get it out there also it helps me to be less afraid of what people think of me, but instead of just throwing it out there that I am Mormon, I want to tell you about my faith, my beliefs and what it all means to me personally. I'm not writing this to convince any one there is a God, faith is a choice, joining a church is a choice, not believing in any God or higher power is a choice. We are all free to choose whatever path we want to go down, be it wrong or right, good or evil. Anyways, I've been thinking about my beliefs today, and for fellow LD

Everyone needs to find a spouse that will love you as long as this couple, This is true love, This is beautiful, Watch and comment below