Thursday, September 15, 2011

Oh how IAT for Conference--Little sheep

IAT = I am thankful



I saw a lovely count down to conference thing on facebook a couple of weeks ago with a challenge to read a conference talk every day. So, I downloaded conference from April to my Kindle and read a talk or two every day, since I also miss a few days at a time. I hope I get them all read. Today I am reading

Establishing a Christ-Centered Home by Richard J. Maynes 

Here is a poem he shared in his talk by C.C. Miller

The Echo

’Twas a sheep not a lamb
That strayed away in the parable Jesus told,
A grown-up sheep that strayed away
From the ninety and nine in the fold.
And why for the sheep should we seek
And earnestly hope and pray?
Because there is danger when sheep go wrong:
They lead the lambs astray.
Lambs will follow the sheep, you know,
Wherever the sheep may stray.
When sheep go wrong,
It won’t take long till the lambs are as wrong as they.
And so with the sheep we earnestly plead
For the sake of the lambs today,
For when the sheep are lost
What a terrible cost
The lambs will have to pay.

I really do believe that some children whether you do every thing right or everything wrong, you can't take the credit. Or the blame. As the case may be. Some children, no matter what you do or don't do succeed or fail on their own or in rebellion. But, in most cases, children are choosing direction based on their environment and experiences. I wonder in how many ways I have strayed, contributing to personality weaknesses or choices in my children, that I will have on my head? Fortunately there is repentance, for me, and for them. And we can always change and ask for forgiveness. I've had to do that more than once with my children. I hope for the most part, the environment they have lived in, is contributing to what I see as bright, capable human beings. I hope they all fly, and shine their lights and feel bad when they do bad. And celebrate when they succeed.

A couple of years ago, I was asked to sing a song in the adult session of stake conference. It was the scariest thing I've ever done in my life!!! To make matters worse, it was a song with lyrics similar to the poem above.

It was called Keeping Sheep and as much as I tried to get through it without tears, I could not. I mean my first missionary was leaving our home that year for cryin' out loud. That was just cruel. I should have said no. Haha. You can listen to the first part of the song at the link below and the lyrics are below that.



Keeping Sheep

I have a little flock of sheep
And they are mine to tend and keep.
And I must guard them every day
For little lambs, when left alone,
Will lose their way.

So many voices say to me,
A sheep fold is no place to be.
Your time in there is dull and slow,
And lambs leave very little room
For you to grow.

Chorus:
So if I ever start to stray,
Deceived by thought of green pastures,
Remind me, Lord, that keeping sheep
Will lead to happier ever-afters.
Will lead to happier ever-afters.

Oh, surely there will come a day
When all the lambs have left my side,
And I am free to roam about,
And go exploring other meadows,
Green and wide.

Yet something whispers in my heart
That when my sheep have left this pen
I’ll long to stoke their little heads,
To draw them close to me
And have them young again.

Repeat Chorus

So while they still are in my care
I pray that I will clearly see
These little lambs within my fold
Are tender gifts the Master Shepherd
Has given me.

See? Do you think you could sing that with all the love of your children in your heart? It was hard.

I am grateful that I have had the experience of tending a flock of little sheep. Almost half of them are grown and on their way and ready to create their own flocks. I have had to remind myself repeatedly as I consider options, desires, directions I can go, that the remaining flock has just as much right to my shepherding as the older ones did. And so, I try to choose things that revolve around them, so that I can continue to point them to the Master Shepherd. I just love my family! They mean everything to me. As long as I have them and my faith, I can do anything.

Friday, September 9, 2011

IAT for "Rest"

IAT = I am thankful

Here are the definitions for rest that I think apply.

verb /rest/ 
rested, past participle; rested, past tense; resting, present participle; rests, 3rd person singular present
  1. Allow to be inactive in order to regain strength, health, or energy
    • - her friend read to her while she rested her eyes
  2. Be based on or grounded in; depend on
    • - the country's security rested on its alliances
  3. Place hope, trust, or confidence on or in
    • - she rested her hopes in her attorney
  4. Belong or be located at a specified place or with a specified person
    • - ultimate control rested with the founders


When I was in high school, I was in the women's choir at first. We were called the Chansons. Later I became a member of the Varsity Choir. I tried out for All state choir with this song. I think. It was suggested to me by my choir director, and I loved it even then. I was happy to receive excellent marks and make All state, although I never went on to participate because of another conflict. But this morning, these words came back to me over the years. I do not resonate with evil doers. I think most people are doing the best they can. But the words and music were a blessing to me this morning.  I can regain strength by being grounded in, placing my hope in, and belonging to my Savior, Jesus Christ. What a comfort. I know He knows my heart's desires and through him, I will see them realized. And I will wait patiently and rest in Him.


O rest in the Lord, wait patiently for Him,
And He shall give thee thy hearts desires.
Commit thy way to Him, and trust in Him,
And fret not thyself because of evil doers.
O rest in the Lord, and wait, wait patiently for Him.

Felix Mendelssohn



Thursday, September 8, 2011

IA NOT T for my terrible, horrible, no good, very bad week!

IAT = I am thankful

You know Alexander and his story? Well, I can relate. I'd love to go to Australia. Heck just moving to the next county over would be an improvement. I've been stretched to my limit with some relationships here. I'm not going to explain who I am, or how I feel, or why I do what I do, other than to say, that at the heart of all I do, relationships are what matter, and feelings are what matter. ALWAYS. Did you get that? Or should I repeat it?

My secondary business (see www.dailyabundance.net) is helping people heal from their emotional hurts. I would not purposely hurt someone's feelings EVER. And I am not perfect, but I watch my tongue. I am very careful what I say and to whom I say it. I bend over backwards to understand and be understood. To be kind. To allow for weaknesses. To see the good. To forgive and try again. With me, what you see is what you get. Oops, I guess I just explained myself. Oh well, MY BLOG!

Soooo, when I have a misunderstanding with someone and they REFUSE to talk about a problem, I don't understand. When I have a problem or disagreement, I believe I should go to that person that I have the problem with and I ask some questions, explain my point of view, and try to understand where they are coming from, and then when I am COMPLETELY ignored...further then I am .....edited....., I don't understand. When I am ...edited... against (you'll never know the details), I don't understand. When I am "one upped", I don't understand. (I am not talking about one person here, just so we understand, haha).

When a friendship seems to be improving and my heart does this little leap for joy, and I let my guard down and I share a simple thing with absolutely no negativity at all (and this was my mistake, I take that responsibility--I guess you cannot talk about any difficulty without the chance of someone twisting it so into distortion, that it is just not wise to do so), and then that thing is thrown back at me with ...edited... through phone calls accusing me of ...edited...and parents accusing me of ...edited......I don't understand.

When people do all they can to avoid you and make sure they don't have to look you in the eye, I don't understand. I don't get it at all.

I don't understand!!!!

And there is not one thing I can do about it. I'm the bishop's wife. I put on my smile. I keep my words to myself. I keep my thoughts and feelings to myself. I cry my eyes out and then like my Granny used to sing to me "just pick myself up, dust myself off, start all over again." 'Cause another thing about me is...I would NEVER do anything to bring disgrace to the office of my bishop who happens to be my husband.

Speaking of that beautiful husband of mine. I AM THANKFUL that he is there for me. He listens. He doesn't tell me what I should do. He counsels me. He understands. He is faithful. And darnit, he's not home for a few days this week! But before he left, he gave me a beautiful blessing. Beautiful words. "Peace. Let it go. Void of offense. Beyond reproach. Focus on better things." And that is exactly what I am going to do.

I hate the thought, that sometimes you just have to let some things and some people go. I can still love. I can still reach out if ever it is welcome. But sometimes space and time is a good thing. I am grateful for the peace that is ours if we want it and reach out for it. It's a beautiful thing to feel peace during a storm. I can't say I am perfectly at peace yet, but I will be. And for that...IAT.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

IAT for a FATHER in our home

IAT = I am thankful

a "real" dad moment in the Norton family

I cringe whenever I hear a "father" present or not referred to as a sperm donor. I know there are some who may deserve that label. Granted, the guy may be a ridiculous piece of work, but there had to be a receiver for the donor, and perhaps some better choices might have been made. I don't fault anyone for momentary bad judgment or making decisions that were not well thought out at an immature stage of life. Many times these experiences teach us what we need to rise above and succeed. Sometimes blessings come out of what seems like cursing. My real point is, our modern society has negated the role and value of fathers. And it's only going to get worse. See below quote from the following article  http://dailycaller.com/2011/09/02/beyonce-is-a-great-role-model-for-girls/#ixzz1XBZE6IwG

When President Lyndon Johnson declared the War on Poverty in the mid-1960s, only six percent of children were born out of wedlock. By 2008, that number had risen to 40.6 percent. That year, a remarkable 72.3 percent of African-American children — nearly three out of four — were born out of wedlock.
Numerous studies indicate that life is much more difficult for kids who grow up without a dad. They are at increased risk of everything from quitting school to drug and alcohol abuse, and they’re at high risk for poor social and cognitive development. Indeed, out-of-wedlock births are the largest indicator of poverty.

According to the U.S. Census Bureau:

— The poverty rate of single mothers with children is five times higher than for married couples with children;

— The poverty rate for single fathers is almost 2.5 times higher;
— Poor children in single-parent households constitute almost two-thirds of all poor children.

Being married gives couples a huge financial advantage. In 2008, according to the U.S. Census Bureau, the poverty rate among black married couples was 6.9 percent, while the rate for non-married black families was seven times higher at 35.3 percent. That’s a huge difference. Those differences are echoed in the white community.
If you went to the original article, you will see it was about Beyonce. In this instance she may be a good role model; in her choice of the order of having children. Generally speaking, I would not say Beyonce is a good role model, but I digress.

Here's a sad quote from a link I'll mention later:

"No shame. No blame. No names." Posters bearing this slogan can be found in bus stops and on billboards all over Los Angeles, urging unhappy new mothers to drop off their babies at hospitals and fire stations. The noble intent of the Safe Haven Laws now in place in 44 states is to prevent new mothers from abandoning or killing babies they do not want. However, these laws also starkly reveal the enormous inequality in reproductive rights between American men and women.
When a woman gets pregnant she has the right to decide whether or not to carry the baby to term, and whether to raise the child herself, give it up for adoption, or abandon it shortly after its birth. Yet if she decides she wants the child, she can demand a quarter or more of the father's take home pay for 18 years and have him jailed if he is unable to pay. Fathers have a large personal stake in a decision in which they are not allowed to take any part. Their wishes are
irrelevant. When it comes to reproduction, in America today women have rights and men merely have responsibilities. -Glenn Sacks, writer and radio talk show host.
Granted, many of those not making the decisions, are dead beat dads, but as you'll see in the link later, one of the quotes mentions that women are much more likely to abuse or kill their children than men. That was unexpected! The value of fathers cannot be underestimated. So much of the ills of today's world comes because fathers are not present. In some cases only financially, in others, physically or emotionally.

I am so very grateful that we have a father in our home who provides, is present, and nurtures. I love that sometimes the kids come to me, and other times they go to him. They need both. They need to see a happy balance of personalities, thoughts, opinions, and parenting skills. Together, we have provided a safe, nurturing, success oriented environment for the little sprouts to grow. I never knew how big they'd grow! :-) Thanks to the father of our home, for being there and increasing the likelihood of well balanced, happy, and well adjusted future fathers and mothers.

http://www.fatherhood.org/
Great Fatherhood info in quotes
Sobering father statistics

Monday, August 29, 2011

IAT for the atonement of Jesus Christ and His grace

IAT = I am thankful

Originally, I wanted to write a post about how Latter-Day Saints ("Mormons") feel about grace. Except, as I listen to my peeps talk about grace, I find I disagree sometimes with what they say they believe. Not because they are wrong, but because of the emphasis. And this emphasis breaks down into a semantics problem when "Mormons" and other Christians talk about grace. We tend to get caught up in the works thing and what it actually does or does not do for us. Can I state unequivocally here that "Mormons" believe in grace. It is THE ONLY THING that saves us. Works are necessary. They come from the heart. They don't save us. There. I said it.

We had a great talk in church yesterday by Brother Richins about grace, and I agreed completely. Anyway, I thought I had given a talk about grace, and found my talk on Easter, which is actually completely woven with the concept of grace, but not explained or defined. So, I posted that on the articles/talks page. It's titled Easter and was given, I think in April of 2007 in our local ward.

But, I also decided to go to www.lds.org and look up the topic of grace and the first article I read was exceptional. You can read that here. I think it is an excellent and thorough explanation of the LDS belief in grace. I really enjoyed it. I hope you will too.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

What is YOUR husband complaining about?

IAT=I am thankful, and IAT for the wisdom of other blogs.

About nine years ago, I started a Yahoo group. It was for LDS types who were a little on the peculiar side. Like those that home school, don't immunize their children, or use alternative medicine more than see a doctor. I have not always been in all of those groups at once, but I'm pretty peculiar for an already peculiar group. Early into that group, a "friend" joined. I did not know we'd one day be friends in real life. But I like her. She likes me. And I also like her kids and husband. Her husband was released as bishop of their ward last year. That was another thing to like her for. On the rare occasion that being the wife of a bishop gets a little hard to bear, I had a comrade who understood. Well, this is her husband the former bishop, "guest blogging" for me. Ok, I liked his post and asked if I could share. Thanks Mike!

Wives, what is your husband's biggest complaint about you? Read on. And husbands, you might be surprised at the solution.




The Number One Complaint I Heard from Husbands

I have to say that, with little exception, husbands who came to see me as bishop were respectful of their wives. They honored them in spite of their difficulties with them, or weaknesses in their marriages. I was always very impressed by this.

Though they were respectful, one complaint emerged as the most common one offered across the bishop's desk.

This is what it was. Sometimes wives could get almost entirely focused on the negative aspects of a situation or a person, especially those of her husband or children, and close friends or relatives. This negative focus could turn into long, painful bouts of bitter criticism and stinging complaint.

Men, to be sure, do this, too. But I have seen or heard of it coming from women more often than from men.

This is pretty discouraging to men. Little, I think, is more discouraging to them. Some men put up a wall of resistance and engage in defensive arguments with their wives. Others turn off their ear drums and drift into silence.  In both situations, most men build up walls of confused resentment. I say confused because few men understand where this bitterness comes from or what to do about it. Most men just write off the behavior and say, "She's just that way."

The fact is that nearly all women can be "that way" at one time or another, some more than others. And it's not just because of a monthly hormonal imbalance, either. It goes deeper than that. Much deeper.

I don't know or understand every women's situation—of course not—but I have seen this behavior in enough marriages that I can offer a little insight. These bouts with negativity and bitterness occur in women when their deepest needs are not being met, when they are not getting the attention or respect they deserve, or when they do not feel completely loved for who they are. Some feel judged, others ignored. Whatever the case, they are unhappy and unfulfilled.

Sometimes I think the clamor is an attempt (usually unconscious) to get attention. Observe children and you'll know that they'll sometimes do just about anything to get attention, be it positive or negative. If we don't get enough positive attention in our lives, especially from spouse and family, we can wilt and shrivel. And we'll take negative attention over no attention. I think this is what is at the core of the negativity I have seen in a lot of marriages.

Let's start with the opposite end of the spectrum, with a wife who feels loved, honored, respected and cherished, and who, most importantly, loves herself. When this is the case, you will see little of bitterness and complaining. The poison well just dries up. A wife who has these needs fulfilled consistently is less likely to be overcome with negativity. If her spouse is showing her love and honor and respect consistently, and she is still angry and negative most of the time, well, there often is something else going on.

Although there may be a logical reason behind these negative emotions, there is a higher standard for expressing them. For example, in the epistle to the Ephesians we read:
    Let no corrupt communication proceed out of your mouth, but that which is good to the use of edifying, that it may minister grace unto the hearers.
    And grieve not the holy Spirit of God, whereby ye are sealed unto the day of redemption.
    Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice:
    And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ’s sake hath forgiven you. (Ephesians 4:29–32.)
I think we should all be free to express ourselves, openly and honestly, but without the adornment of anger and bitterness. If anything is coming out of your mouth that is not edifying, that is not building others up, then the devil has power in your life. If you are blaming others for your unhappiness, you are laying your power at the feet of an idol.
And that which doth not edify is not of God, and is darkness. (D&C 50:23)
I trust the Word of the Lord to guide me. I don't let darkness have power in my life. (I have dark moments, but I don't let them last long.) I can say what I need to say without holding back, but I say it with respect and kindness. If I imagine that Christ is part of every conversation I have (and He is whether I recognize it or not), I have learned that I can say anything I have to say to anyone with grace and honor.

One of the reasons we feel a need to "vent" is because we hold in our feelings so long that they start to rot and fester. If you are a stuffer, you are going to suffer. Don't stuff your feelings. Let them out, but not on the tip of a dagger.

What about a husband who does his level best to show his wife his love, honor and respect, on a regular basis, and she is still bitter and unhappy. Often when this is the case, there is something troubling going on. Something more profound and personal that may not involve the husband that much. It might have something to do with a past relationship or experience where feelings are unresolved and the wife takes it out on her husband. Or it might be something worse, like an addiction, a serious transgression, a grave temptation, or past abuse. I have the greatest respect for those husbands who patiently endure marriages where the relationship is dominated by their wives' negative or unresolved emotions. Happy is the man who learns how to help his wife untangle her feelings, get them out in the open, and start finding ways to communicate positively.

My wife sometimes says to me,"You can't make me happy" meaning that she realizes that it is her choice to be happy, no matter what anyone else does or says. When she says that, I usually quip, "But I can do more for your happiness than any other person on the planet." I think we are both right.

My advice to husbands and wives was always to keep their covenants at all cost. The covenants you make in holy places are primarily between you and God. You can keep those covenants, no matter what someone else says or does, or doesn't say or do. But I also know that there are times when a marriage becomes unendurable if your spouse is involved in repeated infidelity, or evil, abusive, or even criminal behavior.

Whatever the case, I would err on the side of kindness and mercy and patience. I would give my spouse as many chances to get it right as I would want for myself. (But there is a limit in extreme cases.)

Finally, here is a little test for husbands. If you find that your wife is more negative than positive, ask yourself these questions and what you might do differently:
  1. How often do you plan and take your wife on a date?
  2. Do you read the scriptures together as a family or as a couple regularly?
  3. Can you admit that you are wrong and sincerely apologize?
  4. Do you pray together as a family or couple on a daily basis?
  5. When was the last time you went to the temple together?
  6. Do you ever offer to give your wife a break and send her away for an evening while you clean up after dinner and get the kids to bed?
  7. Do you sincerely compliment your wife or tell her honestly that you love her every day?
If you have answered no to any of these questions, you will probably have more negativity in your home than you'd like. But I promise you that, if you follow the seven items listed above, you can do more to help your wife resolve her feelings than anyone else. You may disagree with me, but I consider it my number one job, outside of my devotion to God, to love, honor, respect and cherish my wife, no matter her disposition for the moment.

I work pretty hard at this and I can tell you that I am among the happiest married men I know. I really am. Yes, we have our moments, but they pass quickly. Since I believe I am in charge of my own happiness, I throw a lot of forward passes and play very little defense. I hope your wife responds as tenderly and lovingly as my wife does to me. If she does, you will be a very happy man as well.

P.S. I know there are exceptions (read my disclaimer). If you cannot find peace and happiness in your relationship with your wife, I would seek for counseling and other help. If you are at a total impasse, and both of you are in a degree of misery, then I pray that you will find a way to break free of the patterns that bind you.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

I am SOOOO thankful for prayer and natural remedies

IAT = I am thankful

Even though I went to bed grief stricken over tragedies in the lives of some of my friends, I woke up to the sound of laughter. My head just coming out of grogginess was trying to compute laughter. Where is it? Who is it? Why is it waking me up? :-) After a few seconds of thawing, I realized it was my children outside my window, and there could be only one thing they were laughing about...puppies. I leaped out of bed. Could it be possibly they were laughing about PUPPIES and not a puppy?

 Oliver is the little one up front. He is not this small anymore.
Sammy is back right.

Sure enough. Little Oliver was up and about, with a little bit of pep and some happiness back in him. I ran for the rejected cottage cheese and egg from last night. He semi turned his nose up, but looked like he might think twice, so I called Sammy over and let Oliver see Sammy eating HIS breakfast. That's all it took. The kids pulled Sammy back and Oliver began eating. Hallelujah. That skinny little thing...I don't know how he could go much longer without food. Sammy kept breaking away and nosing in and Oliver did not like that one bit.

He growled at him! I've never been so happy to see an animal exhibit selfishness. We tried to give him some liver and he didn't want that. But Sammy was thrilled to eat it.

Oliver had barely raised his head since Sunday morning. Yesterday, out of desperation, I took him to the vet. I think that saved his life. They gave him a 20% chance and I actually considered having him put down. Noah and I cried. But they made him comfortable by giving him antibiotics, a shot of anti-nausea medication, and subcutaneous fluids under his skin. He was able to drink more fluids yesterday because of that and seemed in better spirits last night, but still worrisome.


I am REALLY grateful for the following Parvo puppy website:

Parvo Puppies

Ultimately, I think they are the ones who saved his life. I scanned the page the first time I saw it. I knew he needed water. But, then I saw that they were using some alternative things to save their puppies. I've been studying herbal and natural therapies for 25 years now, so I'd say 75% of the time, when anyone in my family is sick, I know exactly what to do. Doctors are a last resort in our house.

I instantly had all kinds of herbs come to mind and what to give. I made an herbal preparation from comfrey, alfalfa, peppermint, and raspberry leaf. I added some homeopathic flu and nausea remedies. And I also poured in just a little raw apple cider vinegar, and colloidal silver for anti-viral, and antibiotic properties. I put this in a water bottle with a goat nipple and had Olivia give it to him. She was amazing over two days getting him to take several cups of that fluid. I am sure much of it came back up, but Olivia was a part in saving this little puppy's life.

We could not get him to eat. And I could not take him on Monday to the vet. We just limped him through. So, after the vet visit, we were driving home from Safford and I was wondering what else we could do. And the words "essential oils" came to mind. I have limited experience with essential oils, but I thought maybe peppermint for his tummy, and there must be one for infections. I called Michelle since she knows much more about that than me, and she also recommended peppermint and maybe frankincense. My friend Kally sells essential oils in her store, and I thought I should probably pick her brain too. So, I made a u turn and headed back and came out with Spice Traders which is for infections and slippery elm tea. Thanks to Monika for that one.

Very long, detailed story later, I had Noah rub the oils on Oliver's tummy. And we are now rubbing them on Sammy for prevention. I will be making some slippery elm tea for his tummy, since Parvo makes them shed the lining and that will be soothing. I made some oatmeal with garlic and chicken and raw egg in it and just took it out to him and he gobbled several spoonfuls. The rest of course went to Sammy. Fingers crossed that he won't get Parvo. (If you have puppies, please don't come near our house. It's highly contagious and transfers easily.)

So, there is the whole story with our bout with Parvo. I'd say he is out of the woods, but we still need to watch him closely for a relapse. And if he does, I'll head right back to the vet so they can help again and get him through until he is back to his totally happy self. Oh, I'm so grateful we are not having a puppy funeral. And thank you to every one who said prayers. I know this.

"But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore: ye are of more value than many sparrows." Luke 12: 7

A final thought. I so appreciated on the Parvo website, their counsel to think positive. They said if you think your puppy will die, he will think he is going to die too. If you think he will live, he probably will. From the time I suspected Parvo, I thought he was a goner. When the vet said 20% chance, I thought maybe we should put him down. And I just heard in my head, "NO! Give him a chance." So, I changed my thought. I asked what the vet could do for him, and let them do that. And then when the thought came about the essential oils, I felt hope. And from that time on, I felt we should believe in the chance that he could be restored.

And he was. Thank you Father!!!!