Tuesday, June 28, 2011

IAT it's MY blog. Put some clothes on already.

IAT = I am thankful

It's true. It's my blog and I can say what I want. And there have been times when I wanted to. Unfortunately/Fortunately? I happen to be nicer than that. Unless I quote somebody else's great stuff. Which I am going to do today and then add to it.

I have an internet friend with a successful business, which I will link to at the end. By the way, I love her product. I'll tell you more about that too. But, what I loved this week was her newsletter. And I am going to extensively quote it.



"Women of the USA, I guess I need to remind you that you have forgotten how to dress properly.

Remember back in the day when we wore hats and gloves?

I know. I know.

That was long ago but what you replaced those hats and gloves with, well, I must
say something.

Back in the day it was a bad thing to dress like a slut. Girls that dressed sleezy
had bad reputations and no one liked them.

There were so few girls that were like this that they stood out from the
crowd and they weren't treated very nicely.

Those type of girls were called names and it was embarrassing for them.

At least that is how it was in California, back in the late 70's, early 80's.

Things have changed though, and I am still quite perplexed.

What happened?

Women of America, please no more leggings, jeggings or spandex that accentuates every lump and bump.

Ladies, don't you know that skin tight clothes show EVERYTHING? Even that dental floss you insist is underwear?

Women all around me, when I am at the store and I am looking for the perfect melons, I don't want to see your fake ones in my face when I look up.

Women of America, please use a mirror and be honest about what you see before you leave the house.
BE HONEST NOW!

Women, please... the stomach is meant to digest food and keep a baby cooking. In either case, cover it. I don't care if it is flat or hanging over your g-string, just cover the thing.

Women, at what point did the "hooker-look" become a look you had to have (and why?!).

Women, when did your pride go out the door and why is it okay (in your mind) to look and act like a HO in the 21st century?

And lastly, women, where do we go from here?

It is like we have played strip poker all these years and all that is left is a pair of panties and a bra.

What is next? Duck tape to cover and that's it?

It's shameful. Seriously, seriously shameful.

Bye, bye American Pie.

It's time to put on some clothes and concentrate on eating fresh apples.

P.S. Women who flaunt it and hate me for condemning them, please direct the emails to: likeicare@gmail.com

Keep in mind that I am almost 50 now, well past menopause, and I think I can say whatever I want because I am OLD! Yes, I am feeling fully entitled and I also have a shotgun in the house, just in case. (he he)"
Oh, thank you Karen, for saying what I think. I'm going to take it a step farther. Who's responsible for all the women thinking it's cool to walk around half naked? The media. Back in my day, Madonna was the first one to push the limits (that I remember as a teen) wearing bustieres and bras on the outside of clothing as clothing. Now most women think that if they have cleavage, EVERYONE should know about it. Their clothing screams, "hey everybody, LOOK, I've got boobs!" And? That doesn't mean *I* want to see them.

Our modern day Madonnas are Lady Blah Blah, Stink, and Brittney Sneers. Not only do they think they need to parade around mostly naked, but while they are at it let's throw in a pole and simulate sex while we're at it. Like we all want to see that. No, again, I don't.

The media has been pouring this sewage into our society now for at least the last 20 years. What we used to abhor, we came to tolerate, and now we embrace it. Everybody thinks it's normal to jump in and out of beds. Everyone things it's normal to flaunt it, even if you aren't a supermodel. And yes, most of it is made for super models. If you don't look like one, you definitely shouldn't be wearing it. You end up coming off looking like a stuffed sausage, or worse. The supermodels shouldn't be either, but what can you do?

And the only thing this "liberation" of women has done, is to encourage men to treat us all more like hunks of flesh. You cannot let it all hang out, and then expect any decent man to find you respectable. Well, I am now belaboring the point.

What's a gal to do? Unplug. That's what I say. The tv is off 8 months out of the year in our house. (It comes on for football) We choose what we want via video, dvd, or netflix. Set the example for your daughters. Fill your home with uplifting things. Don't watch WORTHLESS "reality" shows. Make reality. Make a beautiful life. Refuse to conform to what some corporate godless producer or director thinks is important.

Quoting a woman I deeply respect (Sherri Dew): "But today I invite you to consider that the single most pervasive threat to the stability and future of the family is sexual immorality in all its forms. Nothing would do more to strengthen the families of the world than a resurgence of moral virtue, particularly sexual purity."

Women, cover up, reclaim your modesty and virtue, stop selling yourself or worse, giving yourself a way for nothing. Embrace virtue, morality, family. Stand as pillars of strength. Teach your children to do the same. I truly believe it is the women of the world who can and will save it, if it can be done. The end.

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How I love EFT

IAT = I am thankful

I got an unexpected call last night from someone who needed help. They knew my experience with EFT and wanted me to help them overcome a challenge. Years ago, I often used to say that I wish I had a magic wand that I could wave to help take pain and suffering from people. I am GRATEFUL BEYOND WORDS that I now have knowledge that I can do that.

I've helped people with many physical ailments including pain, physical damage to various parts of the body, asthma, heart irregularities, constipation, someone choking in the temple (not the heimlich), general stress, and more. I've helped people with addictions ranging from smoking, chewing, pot, food, chocolate, sugar, soda, pornography, usually quite easily. What can EFT help?

I've helped people completely eliminate emotions like grief, anger, anxiety, depression, fear, hatred, personality conflicts, and the like. I've helped two people completely recover from PTSD.

I've saved our family thousands of dollars in doctor and therapy bills. And I've gained so much satisfaction by seeing faces and lives change because of a simple technique that is easy to learn, easy to apply, and is THE MOST EFFECTIVE natural treatment I have ever seen or used in over 20 years of study of natural methods.

I know intimately, beyond doubt, what stress and emotions do to the body. Everything you feel is recorded in every cell of your body (Molecules of Emotion, Candance Pert).  Stress really does take a toll on your physical body. The mind and body are TOTALLY connected. I've never seen an easier way to relax, to sleep better, to feel more peaceful, than to spend 5 minutes or less, just tapping on acupressure points. You can literally see changes in a person's face and body when you help them apply EFT.

The creator of EFT has a motto. "Try it on everything." And I do. I wish others could really know how amazing EFT is. You don't have to believe. You just have to try. There are very few things I hate. But I really HATE to see people suffering and know that I can do something about it. That they can do something about it. That there is an almost magical way to let go of those feelings and continue to embrace the happiness in life. I've seen it over and over and over....hundreds of times now.

My weakness comes in thinking I can do anything. I know that is not really true. But I've seen so many impossible things become instantly possible, that it gives me over confidence. Nonetheless, the technique is so effective, I can hardly help thinking it. I have almost NEVER failed to see improvement. I can only think of one time. And 80-90% of the time, those I help see TOTAL resolution. It's not me, it's the technique.

There are other healing techniques similar to EFT, but this is the one I know. This one is simple. This one anyone can learn. So, I just continue to try to learn things to help my technique and application. If you've never heard of it, please feel free to ask. Not everything resolves in moments, or easily. But I've seen things that take years of therapy resolve in hours. I am not a therapist. I am simply an educator and practitioner of EFT. It works. Let me know if I can help.

 EFT = Emotional Freedom Techniques = www.dailyabundance.net

Monday, June 27, 2011

Visits from my college boy

IAT = I am thankful

So, he wasn't here long and we didn't spend much time. But it always makes my mother heart sing, when my big boys come home for a visit. Glad to see you Andrew dear. :-)

Saturday, June 25, 2011

IAT lots of little things

IAT = I am thankful

I have been gone since Wed. Wed? Yes, I think so. And there are lots of little things I experienced over the last few days that made me thankful.

I am thankful for good leaders of my children. Thanks Katee for making the week a great memory for your FFA students. You are really blossoming as their FFA leader. I hope you'll be more amazing every year and our community will love that you came here. I already do.

 Katee, with Caser and baby bump (how cute)
Katee takin' it easy

What else?

A great youth camp facility to camp and be a chaperone with a bunch of great teens.



Little humming birds that buzzed by the whole time we were there. Cool mountain air. A tempurpedic pillow to cover my head and drown out the happy birds at 5am when I was not happy to be awake. Haha. Just ask everyone how thrilled I was to wake up at 4:30 am to go to the lake.

The beauties of nature.



Selfless volunteers who just volunteered their boats for fun at the lake.




Little ones that kept us smiling and laughing. Why don't I have a picture of Case???



Crazy friends to do crazy things with. Thanks Michelle.


Brave teen boys to give me courage. Thanks David.


And finally. Good news that not only made my week, but possibly made my next year or two. Only time will tell. I have so much to be grateful for.

Oh, finally, finally, my hubby for taking 3 days off work so we could be chaperones.



Tuesday, June 21, 2011

IAT for gettin' out of town

IAT = I am thankful

Even if it's just for chaperoning an FFA camping trip. I know we'll have fun with kids and other adults. I'll miss a few days, unless I can figure out how to send it by text.

Monday, June 20, 2011

The winds of positive change

IAT = I am thankful

To say my real estate career has been less than sterling of late, is the understatement of the year. I was ever so grateful and happy to have a closing last month. And then guess what the wind blew in? I wrote a contract today. Fingers crossed, we are still in negotiations. And then showed another house today and am writing a contract tomorrow. I am thrilled to pieces. I have been waiting patiently to enter an education program I've had my eye on for a couple of years. When these are completed, I think I can finally begin. And that really makes me happy. I will love going back to school and learning something I love. Whole health. I hope the wind blows all of my doubt and previous troubles right out the door.


Sunday, June 19, 2011

IAT for Great Fathers

IAT = I am thankful



Let's just start with my dear old dad. I am convinced someone put the wrong order in for the time period he was to be born in. Because my dad is more of a combination of Wild Bill Hickock, Buffalo Bill Cody, Kit Carson and a bit of Tom Horne, Butch Cassidy, and the Sundance Kid. While were at it, throw in some Porter Rockwell. He is a real cowboy at heart. And when things are amiss, watch out for the hell raisin.'

My dad took on raising two kids on his own after a nasty divorce. My brother and I were 8 and 5. At the time (when I was 12, the custody had been fought over for 5 years), I think he was the only man in Georgia history not to be extradited to another state. Our case went all the way to the Governor of Georgia. I remember being interviewed by him. My dad spent many days in jail fighting for what he thought was the right thing. He spent a lot of money on attorneys to keep us. I guess that blood flows through me, because I just cannot sit by when something is wrong and be quiet. I wish I could and I am learning, that there may be times I will simply need to bound and gag myself. Maybe. Then again, maybe not. Why should anyone sit idly by when one sees what they feel is wrong? I guess that is an answer that must be settled within each of us.

My dad is funny, smarter than a whip, passionate, a great story teller, and I always knew he loved me. He had a dozen pet names for me and allowed me to sit on his lap even as a teen. I'm pretty sure if I sat on his lap now, he'd let me. Even just a few years ago, he'd still pick me up in his arms. I love it when he calls me High Pockets, Long Tall Sally, Little Mouse on the Prairie (shortened to Mouse), and now Blessing. My dad named me at the break of day, when he was driving home from the hospital the day I was born.

He's quite the character and I cannot say I appreciate all of his 'character'istics, but I think on the whole my dad did a pretty good job of bringing us up. He's rough around the edges, a bit flighty, and way too darn far away for my liking most days. He planted gospel seeds that will bless my life for eternity, and I only hope one day I'll be able to help him reap the benefits of what he has given me. My kids adore him. My older ones especially can do nothing but roll on the floor with laughter when his name comes up in our house. The legendary stories fly and I just hope my younger ones will have the same opportunities for those stories. Well, it is Father's Day, so I'll end with him too. Those who read my blog, already know of my sentiments toward the amazing father of my children.

I remember once asking my Dad what he would have done if he had not taken on the task of raising my brother and me. I remember him telling how he would likely have had a cattle ranch somewhere in Montana with a cabin and a horse. But when he told it, I did not feel as if he said it with longing. Only as a matter of fact. And that all that life might have had to offer, and all else that he might have experienced or accomplished, he was content with being a father and mother the best he could to his two children. For that, (and more) I'll always love my dad.


~ Self-sacrifice is the real miracle out of which all the reported miracles grow. ~  Ralph Waldo Emerson




Saturday, June 18, 2011

IAT Bountiful Baskets

IAT = I am thankful


If you haven't heard of Bountiful Baskets, you should check them out. There's the link in this post and a link on the right side of my blog in the links. This is my very first BB order. I heard of them a couple of years ago and they were nowhere in sight. Just a few months ago, they made it 45 miles away from me, but still too far for all the Saturday happenings for me to get to it. I contacted BB myself to start one here, but never got a response. I was so bummed. Then my friend Dusty emailed me and said we had it right here in little po-Duncan.

This is two baskets, a "mexican pack" and 5 loaves of 9 grain bread. Less than $50. $47 and some change. The bread is WONDERFUL. I don't know how we'll keep from eating all 5 loaves in just a few days. I am looking up tomatillo recipes, cabbage recipes, spinach recipes, and so on. I'm so excited. Thanks to Amber Sumners for getting it started here in Duncan. I am so happy for lots of great produce.

IAT--No scorpion sting

IAT = I am thankful


Here is my favorite Arizona friend. NOT!!!!!!!!!! I have a completely irrational fear of them. I've seen 4 in the last month. I don't know why they turn my nervous system into a mass of misfiring neurons, but they do. Several of my children and my husband have been stung over the years. I have friends too, that have been stung. Sometimes the sting takes someone to the hospital, like it did with the Mish2 many years ago when he was 3. Typically that happens with a bark scorpion, whose stings are potentially lethal in sensitive victims. The one above is not a bark.

these are!
So, we have a gold area carpet in our living room and runners the same color from the front door into the kitchen. Last night, I saw a little gold lump on the carpet. I still don't know why I did it, because only a few nights before I saw a lump that looked like thread but I was afraid to touch it for fear I was wrong, and I left it there until morning light when I discovered it was a lump of thread. That must have given me some kind of unreasonable courage, because, when I saw the little gold lump, I thought, "thread." 

Why would I even bother? I don't know. Maybe I was meant to touch it so no one else would get stung. Sure enough, I bent over and with my index finger nudged the thread, which grew a tail and flicked straight up and I immediately realized I'd just touched a dang scorpion. I did what any sensible fear stricken person would do. The heebie jeebie dance. I went half running, hopping, dancing in the other direction while screaming from the very bottom of my diaphragm. My choir teacher, Mr Pittman, would have been proud. He taught me well. 

The Bish looked at his half crazed wife in wonder and awe and questioned what was the deal? Well, it's unexplainable unless you have a phobia. Mine is scorpions. It took me ten minutes later when I was still weirded out to realize I should tap. So, I did. Am I cured? Doubtin' it. I'll let you know the next time I decide to make friends with a scorpion. :-) I am so thankful no one got stung.


Friday, June 17, 2011

IAT--Butter

IAT = I am thankful. (This post is inspired by my English Muffin this morning) :-)

I guess to be honest, I am really grateful for products with cream or butterfat. I love butter. Oh yumm. I refuse to eat margarine and it really chaps me when butter gets to prices like it is now and I seriously have to buy margarine because my cost consciousness, does on occasion get the butter, I mean better of me. One of my favorite recipes is THE BREAD. Yep, that's what it's called. Tiffany, I know if you are reading, you'll be all over this. :-) And German pancakes.

from the Pioneer Woman
admit it, you want to eat it right now

I adore whip cream. And I LOVE cheese! Oh and sour cream. The Bish likes cheese too, which is not very conducive to keeping our weight in check so we are limiting. Did I say buttered popcorn? Oh dear, I think I should go to the kitchen. I'll be back. :-)

IAT the phone is ringing again

IAT = I am thankful.

Haha, does anyone have a phone like this anymore. I don't know if my kids would know how to use it!

My phone is ringing. Business is singing. I hope that means I have some sales coming. That would mean there would be paychecks coming. That would mean one little realtor in one small town would be celebrating. Ringing, singing, celebrating. I like it!



Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Opportunities to study

 Flag ceremony at the library next to the stake center with 
my first year girls. We were burned out of Brentwood

The last couple of months I was preparing madly for a presentation I gave at Girl's Camp last week. It started rather innocently. I am re-earning my Young Women medallion as a leader. For one of the required value projects, I thought I'd give a little talk to a few girls. Maybe a small fireside. I called our stake YW Pres and discussed it with her. She got it approved with the Stake Pres and we just had to decide. It ended up being given to all the girls from the stake at camp. They gave me an HOUR to talk!! That's forever in speaking time.

I chose the topic (Divine Nature/Individual Worth) because I've actually been studying it for the last several years. In the process, I finally got the worth that I have/am as a daughter of God. It's intrinsic. You don't earn it. It just is. Just like a new mother instantly loves her newborn babe, our Father in Heaven loves us because we are His. So, I spent an hour teaching that to the girls. I read so many amazing articles. I should have foot noted them. But I did not.

I worry about talking to youth. I feel like I am a better adult speaker. You don't have to be particularly funny or witty to talk to adults if you let the Spirit help. But I am not great with being a comic or particularly entertaining, so I hope the girls came away with what they needed. I know that is what I prayed for. So, if you want to read what they got. Go on over to the article/talks page and read to your hearts content. It's long. There I warned you. Good stuff though. And I hope when you are finished reading that YOU will really get that your worth just is. You are AWESOME!!!

Anchor Your Souls in Individual Worth

Especially that beautiful face!


I am thankful for a lot of things today. For one thing, I have learned so much in the last five years. I am grateful that my children have been open to learning some of those things too. Both of my two oldest boys, have learned and internalized some of the concepts on their mission, and it has contributed to them becoming phenomenal missionaries. I don't take credit for that at all. Because no matter how often you tell someone something, unless their heart is open and receptive, it's only so much tinkling cymbals and sounding brass, if they don't use it for their benefit.

Yesterday was p-day, and I missed a letter from the Mish2. I don't know why he didn't write me. In fact, he wrote his brother a quick note and sent his dad one too. I told his companion to flick him on the back of the head. I thought maybe it got lost in transmission. Nope, he just did not write for whatever reason. It's happened before, so I wasn't too deeply disappointed. He has a lot of responsibilities and I am trying to cut him some slack.

So, this afternoon when I checked my email, I was happy to find a letter. It wasn't just a letter though. Besides some of the normal news I get, it was the most encouraging, grateful, uplifting, you-are-wonderful-mom kind of letter, I've ever received. It touched my heart so deeply.

Another thing I've taught my children is EFT. He reported that after telling him of a recent very satisfying success, he decided to take what he remembered and apply it to a challenge that he keeps telling us he has, but he does not elaborate. I was very gratified to hear, that what he remembered must have been accurate, because after 21 months of struggling with this problem that I know nothing about, he reports it's no longer a problem. HOORAY!

I am at the tail end (I hope) of a very long trial that has tested me in ways I hope to never repeat. I think looking back, I have been very near depression as it has been something I have mostly had to keep to myself, suffer alone, and lean almost completely on divine help. I have doubted myself, doubted who I could trust, doubted more than I ever wanted to. I have been less social than I ever have in my life, kept to myself, and I have not shared 1% of it with my dear Elder Christopher because it's not good for them to hear and it's not good for them to know when a struggle is so severe.

But, oh how I am thankful for that face and his dear and kind words to me!!! He gave me several examples of things I have taught him that has blessed his life. And the reminders bless me. He wrote some beautifully meaningful praiseworthy things to me, some of which I don't feel I am so deserving of. And they are too special to put here. It's one of those things you keep and ponder in your heart. Suffice it to say, that he compared me with someone I really admire in the scriptures and have always wanted to be like. It was the best compliment I could ever receive. And I will continue to strive to be like that, so I will not disappoint that beautiful face behind the smile. Oh how I love him!

Monday, June 13, 2011

I love my kids!

They are almost always wonderful, but today they did something special for me. I ran some errands and was gone longer than I planned. So, they made the downstairs sparkling clean. I am a lucky gal. I think I'll take them to the pool tomorrow. :-)

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Oh how I love a good book!

Since I have read Jane Eyre before, I knew the basic story. But since I have not read it in close to 30 years, I had forgotten much of the details. I finished tonight. And with all the trial and turmoil, rejoiced in the happy ending. I think I remember why I loved Jane Eyre so much: I identified with her. First in her feeling of wanting foremost her own home and her own enjoyments and kindnesses. Secondly, with her constant battle within herself to do what is proper and do what is right. Last night, sometime before I went to bed at 2:30 because I could not stop reading, I came across this paragraph in chapter 28 I think. First an explanation.

After rejoicing for a month at her good favor, that her master Mr Rochester loves her and will marry her, it is discovered at the alter that there is an objection, and legally they cannot be married. I am not spoiling the plot! When she is begged by Mr R to be his mistress and live out their love anyway, Jane wrestles, for she knows her station, her opportunities, and her plainness. She battles her need against his and questions who would care for her.

"Still indomitable was the reply--"I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will keep the law given by God; sanctioned by man. I will hold to the principles received by me when I was sane, and not mad--as I am now. Laws and principles are not for the times when there is no temptation: they are for such moments as this, when body and soul rise in mutiny against their rigour; stringent are they; inviolate they shall be. If at my individual convenience I might break them, what would be their worth? They have a worth--so I have always believed; and if I cannot believe it now, it is because I am insane--quite insane: with my veins running fire, and my heart is beating faster than I can count its throbs. Preconceived opinions, foregone determinations, are all I have at this hour to stand by: there I plant my foot."

How I loved rereading the book! "I plant my foot!"

Saturday, June 11, 2011

I am happy to report--21 days! Woohoo!


On April 14, I took on a challenge. It was a 21 day challenge that took me almost 60 days to complete. The challenge was to go 21 days without complaining. I think I started over at least 10 times. On Thursday, I reached 21 days. When I crowed exultantly to my husband that night, he reminded me that just that morning, while doing my hair, I complained about the static in my hair.


I am sorry, but on day 21, I refused to start over. I went 21 days without complaining about circumstances, people, the weather, everything, except static. So, I vote I made it. Haha. I said I was going to buy myself a trophy, but those are just dust catchers, but some day soon, I'll see something I like, and that's gonna be my reward. Maybe I'll go buy a few books off Amazon for my Kindle.

It really did feel good not to complain. And I'm grateful I did it.


I'm thankful

when my boys come home to visit. I love them!

Thursday, June 9, 2011

I am thankful for what 12 year olds can teach me

The last couple of nights, I had 7- 12 year old girls camping out in the back yard at my house in a tent under the stars, giggling and whispering, eating smores, and having fun. Last night, we had a little challenge. One of the girls, whose family has been affected by the fires, had a nightmare about the fire.

We (the two leaders) were outside sleeping under the stars. I heard what was going on in the tent. First, attempts by the awake girls to awaken the sleeping girl having the nightmare. I could hear the one having the nightmare crying out in her sleep. They continued to try to wake her up, sit her up, snap her out of it. Finally, one of them came out to tell me. I told her to bring her out to me. These girls gathered 'round her, got her up and walking, and brought her outside for some "fresh air."

After soothing, reassuring, and hugs, I sent them back to bed and told them to think of happy things and sing some songs together. They started out with Popcorn Popping on the Apricot Tree and never got any farther because they were all giggling. They had been instructed earlier that when lights went out, their mouths were to be zipped, but considering the circumstances, I thought I'd let them get good and happy for sweet dreams.

After a few minutes, they suddenly got quiet. I tuned my ears again, and could clearly hear, that one of them was praying. For peace for her friend, for the fires that are burning, and for the fun they were having at camp. My heart was so touched and the tears streamed down my face, for the wonderful example of compassion, concern, and leadership these girls showed. 12 years old! I think the future is in good hands. And I am so grateful.

Yes, an hour later, I did finally rain on the parade and make the girls go to sleep. :-)

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Strawberry Oreo Cookies???



So, I decided to start over again. Be good. Can anyone say that the week of Girl's Camp is not a good week to do this? But, really, when is it ever a good week? I suppose I should have told the Bish, because this is what he brought home today. He seems to be in tune with my inner Cookie Monster. I know I am! :-)

First glance, I thought, "that's gross." But I am always willing to try a cookie. Um yeah, ding, ding, ding. We've got a winner! I heart them. Yes, I ate some. But holding myself to three was a monumental achievement. Go buy these right now. They are yummy. Please don't call and offer me one. I will come and take them from you.

Thank you for the oreos dear.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Tender mercies

 




I've basically been motherless since I was five. Our family exploded at that time, and the story doesn't matter for the intent of this post. From the time I was five, I lived with my dad and my brother. I remember at first not missing my mother, but as time went on, I do remember shedding many bitter tears as a very young 6 and 7 year old. And all my life, there was a missing of a presence that should have been there. 

I am grateful to an aunt and a Granny who stood in and did the best they could for me when they could. I loved them so dearly. When I went to college, I sought my mother out, and we briefly reconnected before she left this earth way too early at the age of 47. I was 19. It was too early for me too. My younger half brother was 11. It was definitely way too early for him too.

I will not be sharing details in this post, because the details are for times when I am moved upon to do so. The point of this post, is the tender mercies (Psalms 145:9) of our Heavenly Father, in regard to me and the love from and for my mother.

The year following my mother's death, was probably the most difficult of my life. The next year my grandfather died. It was a very rough time. Shortly after my grandfather's death, I became engaged and was married in March of the following year. Because I chose to be married in the temple, none of my family could attend. The month before my marriage, I took my mother's name to the temple for those blessings for her. And on my wedding day, I can honestly say my prayers were answered, and I did feel my mother's presence on that special day.

There have been times when I have had heart picture moments, when I am present enough to pull myself back, and really see and enjoy the life I am living/have lived, that I wished she was around to share it. Those are the moments I usually wonder if she is near by.

I have been blessed 3 times in the last 3 years, to have a spiritual reminder that she does care about me and mine and my life. The most recent was only last week. Answered prayers are so wonderful. But prayers that are answered that never left our lips, are a treasure indeed. The Lord sees our need in advance so often, and chooses to bless us, even when it has not occurred to us to ask. I call those tender mercies for sure. And I am so thankful for them.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

I KNOW my body! And I'm thankful for it. :-)



We used to be avid Cosby Show fans. I loved little Olivia on the show. In the above clip, if you go to 5:30 and watch, it's one of my favorite clips. Makes me giggle. I wish I could embed it, but it won't.

I went for a longer walk than normal this morning, after my weekly Saturday phone call with some professional friends. One of them has recently had more than a hellacious experience physically and spiritually. Lest you think perhaps a spiritual crisis might come by one's own sin (and I know it can), this was not one of those cases. He and his family are stalwart and faithful. He used to be a bishop. His family feared for his life as he struggled with very serious symptoms. I was so glad to hear him today say that he was 90% back to normal.

It was also humbling to hear him share how he had gone to lunch with a friend and that friend had some serious family health problems as well. And my friend was so grateful for his own trials, because he recognized that there is always someone worse off than we are. As I headed out on my walk with so much ease, I was very grateful for this body I have.

There is NO WAY, you'll ever see it on the cover of a magazine (unless I am just simply rich and famous. :-) But, we get along just fine. I've had few physical challenges comparatively speaking. But as I walked, my feet could feel the pavement, my eyes could see the beauties of the desert, my ears heard the uplifting words coming from my ipod. I could feel the cool breeze and the warm sun on my face. By the time I got home, I was sweating and knew I'd had some good calorie burning. Yes, I love that I have a body to help me enjoy the simple things in life.

More than that, I can speak with my voice, think with my mind, love with my heart, and taste with my mouth. So many things we enjoy, we do because of our bodies. Well, I guess it all comes from that, except for what we feel within that is spiritual. But even so, I imagine we need our bodies for that too. Yes, I am very thankful for the spiritual and physical experiences in my life!

Friday, June 3, 2011

Thank you Kim


I'm a bit of a strange duck. I am hugely social, but also intensely private. I love to talk to anyone and everyone, but trust very few with what goes on inside of me. I am tremendously trusting though and intensely loyal. I am overly willing to believe what anyone tells me. I just cannot believe people have bad intentions until proven otherwise. I am hurt easily (sometimes), but also forgive easily (most of the time). I look for those same traits in friends; as well as strengths I do not have but wish I did.

My best friends are those who have sailed the seas of friendship with me. At times, there may be severe storms, shipwreck, and sometimes even pirates. In those experiences there may have been fear, tears, doubt; but when there is a willingness to work through those things, you can eventually be brought to sitting on deck chairs in the sun with a breeze blowing through your hair, without a care in the world.

Friendships, like any great relationship, are not always smooth sailing. But hanging on through highs and lows are where the rewards come. At least for me.

I have a friend named Kim and we've sailed the seas of friendship for at least 15 years. I can only count a handful of similar friends. There are some things I can talk to her about that nobody else would understand me. She's probably seen some of the worst and some of the best in me. And amazingly, she still wants to be my friend. I feel comfortable enough with her, that if I disagree with something, I can tell her and we can still be friends. I've had to ask her forgiveness at times and maybe she's asked me for mine though I can't remember. We are both certainly human.

I've rarely known a person who gives so much to a community. In addition to being a wife and mother of seven (and grandma), she has served on boards too numerous to mention. Here are the ones I know for sure. Farm Bureau, PTA, PAL, School Board and a recent "graduate" of Project CNTRL. She's helped several of those organizations with grants and brought help to our community in many ways. She has thrown her life behind her husband, her children, and their interests, and our community.

Today is Kim's birthday. If you happen to know her, wish her a Happy Birthday. Thanks Kim for all of your hard work in our community. And by the way, you need more pictures of you on facebook. :-)

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Thanks to the authors of the past

When I was a teen, in my English class I learned about the Bronte sisters. I decided for a major report I was assigned, to read Jane Eyre, by Charlotte Bronte pictured below. I LOVED it!!! I also read Wuthering Heights and loved it!!! I also read Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice around the same time and...wait for it....loved it!!! I noticed recently that there is a movie out about Jane Eyre and wanted to reread the book. So, I started last night. I got it for free on my Kindle. :-) I got a few paragraphs into the preface and was already hooked. I think Jane Eyre was the first full length novel I read of any real depth. I think the themes of morality, faith, independence, love, atonement, forgiveness, and family all spoke to me.



I am so excited to dig into Jane Eyre and then see the movie and probably be disappointed. :-) Here is the quote that grabbed me, written under the pen name of Currer Bell.

"Conventionality is not morality. Self-righteousness is not religion. To attack the first is not to assail the last. To pluck the mask from the face of the Pharisee, is not to lift an impious hand to the Crown of Thorns.

These things and deeds are diametrically opposed: they are as distinct as is vice from virtue. Men too often confound them: they should not be confounded: appearance should not be mistaken for truth; narrow human doctrines, that only tend to elate and magnify a few, should not be substituted for the world-redeeming creed of Christ. There is--I repeat it--a difference; and it is a good, and not a bad action to mark broadly and clearly the line of separation between them.

The world may not like to see these ideas dissevered, for it has been accustomed to blend them; finding it convenient to make external show pass for sterling worth--to let white-washed walls vouch for clean shrines. It may hate him who dares to scrutinise and expose--to rase the gilding, and show base metal under it--to penetrate the sepulchre, and reveal charnel relics: but hate as it will, it is indebted to him."

Can't wait to get my chores done and get back to it.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

I am grateful for the Atonement

and for my computer...

So, I usually write late in the day or evening, but yesterday I spent a good portion of the day reviewing old talks and lessons I have given, stored safely on my computer. (If it doesn't crash--nervous laugh). I am not surprised how needed it was for me to review my own thoughts and the scriptures and words of the prophets they contained. I really liked this one. And I needed the review again. I loved preparing for it and since I am reading the Peacegiver, it goes right along with it.

I gave this in RS in January of '09 for the Presidency message. I was a counselor at the time.


Adversity and the Atonement

Each person's success and happiness, both now and in the eternities, depend largely on his or her responses to the difficulties of life. 

Adversity comes from different sources. Trials may come as a consequence of a person's own pride and disobedience. These trials can be avoided through righteous living. Other trials are simply a natural part of life and may come at times when people are living righteously. For example, people may experience trials in times of sickness or uncertainty or at the deaths of loved ones. Adversity may sometimes come because of what I refer to as bumping into another person’s agency. (Others' poor choices and hurtful words and actions). Suffering may also come through a loving Heavenly Father as a tutoring experience. 

Blessings/unkindness activity. 2 pc paper, blessings on one, unkindness on the other. Hold unkindness in front of face. Can you see your blessings? Use wastebasket to throw away unkindnesses and you are left with the blessings. Sometimes the unkindesses of others can keep us from seeing our blessings.

We know there must be opposition in all things. How can we know the joy of relationships if we do not also know the sorrows? It is the adversity in others choices and actions that I want to focus on today. How can we use the atonement to help us heal from things we have no control over? How can we be happy in spite of pain?

One of the stories about Joseph Smith that I marvel at, is the one where he is dragged into the street while tending his sick twins and is tarred and feathered. He spent the entire night with his family peeling and scraping the tar off along with much of his skin and the next morning preached a sermon, with some mobsters in the congregation, on forgiveness. Several days later they buried their baby Joseph.

Another amazing story to me is one of Dr George Ritchie, author of Return from Tomorrow. After WW11 ended, he went to help liberate the captives of the concentration camps. He spoke of a man they referred to as Wild Bill. They all thought that he had not been in the camps long because of his healthy condition. Wild Bill was loved and trusted by all in a place where no one trusted anyone else. He was a big help in reuniting families as he spoke several different languages. Dr Ritchie was astonished to find out one day that Wild Bill had been in the camps for six years living on the same starvation diet, in the same barracks as everyone else, without any physical or mental deterioration. How was it possible?

#1 In his own words he told the following story: "We lived in the Jewish section of Warsaw," he began slowly, the first words I had heard him speak about himself. "My wife, our two daughters, and our three little boys. When the Germans reached our street they lined everyone against a wall and opened up with machine guns. I begged to be allowed to die with my family, but because I spoke German they put me in a work group."

He paused, perhaps seeing again his wife and children. "I had to decide right then," he continued, "whether to let myself hate the soldiers who had done this. It was an easy decision, really. I was a lawyer. In my practice I had seen too often what hate could do to people's minds and bodies. Hate had just killed the six people who mattered most to me in the world. I decided then that I would spend the rest of my life, whether it was a few days or many years, loving every person I came in contact with." 

I don’t know very many people who have experienced this kind of heartache and tragedy and not let it destroy them. How is it that Joseph Smith and Wild Bill and many others can forgive these kinds of trespasses against them? I hope we can find the answers today.

Elder Bednar gave a wonderful talk at BYUI before he was Elder Bednar. He linked obedience, happiness, and blessings together. He explains blessed and happy as being interchangeable and happiness not just as an emotion or attitude, but a state of BEING. The relationship between blessings, happiness, and obedience is shown in

#2 Doctrine and Covenants 130:20-21: There is a law, irrevocably decreed in heaven before the foundations of this world, upon which all blessings [and happiness] are predicated—And when we obtain any blessing [and happiness] from God, it is by obedience to that law upon which it is predicated.

Living the commandments will take care of most of the possible adversity in our lives. But if we aren’t feeling the Spirit, who moved? If we aren’t happy, who’s responsible? So, how is it that we can be happy in spite of trials? And if we aren’t happy with our circumstances, where should we be looking? 

#3 Elder Scott said true, enduring happiness, with the accompanying strength, courage, and capacity to overcome the greatest difficulties, will come as you center your life in Jesus Christ. Obedience to His teachings provides a secure ascent in the journey of life. That takes effort. While there is no guarantee of overnight results, there is the assurance that, in the Lord's time, solutions will come, peace will prevail, and happiness will be yours.

We all know people who are tremendous examples of suffering gracefully without complaint and enduring. I know that our trials suit what we need for ourselves, but no one has ever lined my family up and shot them, I’ve never been tarred and feathered and I am not experiencing great health challenges or other similar trials. I have so much to be grateful and HAPPY for.

Back to our collisions of agency.  Each of us knows someone who has been offended and not come back to church. Or someone who in spite of all appearances of a good marriage, gets divorced. Or any other number of situations where it might be natural to attach blame to someone else.

#4 Elder Maxwell said, “In a church established among other reasons, for the perfecting of the Saints—an ongoing process—it is naïve to expect and certainly unfair to demand, perfection in our peers. A brief self-inventory is wise before we “cast the first stone.” Possessing a few rocks in our own heads, it is especially dangerous to have rocks too ready in our hands.”

I believe the only way to overcome and release our own sin in these relationships is through the Savior. I understand completely that people commit horrible acts against each other, so how can it be a sin on our part? The sin comes if we do not forgive and we rationalize why we shouldn’t have to. Why should Joseph Smith, or Wild Bill, or any other person who has been so treated have to forgive?

There is a wonderful story in the scriptures that illustrates this beautifully. Most of my thoughts have come from other sources while I studied. Please turn to 1 Sam 25. David and his band are hiding in the desert from Saul because he is jealous and wants to kill him. While he is in the wilderness, David has protected the sheep of a rich man named Nabal. He could have used the sheep for himself but did not and now the sheep have been taken for shearing and David has requested supplies from Nabal. Nabal refuses and David decides in his anger that he and his men are going to march to Carmel to kill Nabal and all of his men. Enter Abigail. One of the young men goes to Abigail and explains David’s care, Nabal’s refusal, and David’s plan. Abigail hastens to pack loaves of bread, wine, dressed sheep, corn, raisins, and figs. She loads them on donkeys and sends her servants before her and then goes herself to meet David. Read vs 23-28, 31, 32, 33, 35. Discuss.

What was Nabal’s sin?
What was David’s sin?
What was Abigail’s sin?

If we study the scriptures rather than read, we find types, and in this story we find a type of Christ. Who represents Christ? Who does Nabal represent? Anyone who has wronged us intentionally or not. Who does David represent?  Us, in our march to Carmel. (and our own justification at however we feel or act toward someone who has sinned against us). Is David justified in his anger toward Nabal? Yes? How? No? Why not? How does Abigail act as Christ for both Nabal and David? I find it instructive and something to ponder that Abigail means father of joy. And Nabal means fool.

Over the years, I have struggled with experiences where I felt I was innocent or someone hurt me, and I know that I am the one who has to forgive. Why do *I* have to forgive when I am the one who has been wronged? Sometimes when no forgiveness has been asked of me. The Lord said if we do not forgive, the greater sin is found in US. And that we have to forgive 70 x 7. What have I been missing all these years?

It boils down to the sin of others. I know Christ died for my sins, but I sometimes forget  that his atonement covers the sins of others. DUH! The sins of others AGAINST me. He stands in the place of the sinner, like Abigail stood in the place of Nabal and takes the sin upon himself. Of course He is sinless, but He comes rushing to our aid, He supplies our every need, He stands in the sinner's place and it is AS IF he says, "forgive ME", like Abigail. So we are standing on the other side saying to the person who has wronged us, ''you hurt me, I don’t want to forgive, I should not have to forgive, I didn’t do anything." And we choose to hold the grudge and not forgive. If Christ has already atoned for the sin of the guilty against us, who are we to hold the grudge? We must forgive in order for us to be forgiven in similar circumstances and for our own healing and benefit! The why finally gets answered for me. If I refuse to forgive and withhold my love from the person that Christ is standing in for, isn’t it rather like withholding our forgiveness and love from the Savior? Would I withhold my love or forgiveness from the Savior of the world? Not intentionally under any circumstances. Realizing I am flawed of course. So, when I act like a heel and refuse to soften my heart, it is as if I am hardening my heart toward HIM.

Elder Faust:

He suffered so much pain, “indescribable anguish,” and “overpowering torture” for our sake. His profound suffering in the Garden of Gethsemane, where He took upon Himself all the sins of all other mortals, caused Him “to tremble because of pain, and to bleed at every pore, and to suffer both body and spirit.”  “And being in an agony he prayed more earnestly,”  saying, “O my Father, if this cup may not pass away from me, except I drink it, thy will be done.”

The Atonement not only benefits the sinner but also benefits those sinned against—that is, the victims. By forgiving “those who trespass against us” (JST, Matt. 6:13) the Atonement brings a measure of peace and comfort to those who have been innocently victimized by the sins of others. The basic source for the healing of the soul is the Atonement of Jesus Christ. This is true whether it be from the pain of a personal tragedy or a terrible national calamity such as 9/11.

The injured should do what they can to work through their trials, and the Savior will “succor his people according to their infirmities.”  He will help us carry our burdens. Some injuries are so hurtful and deep that they cannot be healed without help from a higher power and hope for perfect justice and restitution in the next life. Since the Savior has suffered anything and everything that we could ever feel or experience,  He can help the weak to become stronger. He has personally experienced all of it. He understands our pain and will walk with us even in our darkest hours.

#5 Elder Scott said “the challenges you face, the growth experiences you encounter, are intended to be temporary scenes played out on the stage of a life of continuing peace and happiness. Sadness, heartache, and disappointment are events in life. It is not intended that they be the substance of life. I do not minimize how hard some of these events can be. When the lesson you are to learn is very important, trials can extend over a long period of time, but they should not be allowed to become the confining focus of everything you do. Your life can and should be wondrously rewarding. It is your understanding and application of the laws of God that will give your life glorious purpose as you ascend and conquer the difficulties of life. That perspective keeps challenges confined to their proper place—stepping-stones to further growth and attainment.”

Isaiah 53: 4 ¶ Surely he hath aborne our bgriefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
  5 But he was awounded for our btransgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his cstripes we are dhealed.
  6 All we like asheep have gone bastray; we have turned every one to his cown way; and the Lord hath laid on him the diniquity of us all.

Sisters, it is my hope that we will turn to our Savior in all of our adversity. I know he does bear our griefs, sorrows, and sins. And I know he stands ready as Abigail to hasten to our aid. He has taken care of the sins of others against us. And we can let go of our burdens and let Him bless us abundantly to overcome all. 

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