So, I'm sitting in my living room right now thinking about what to write on my overdue blog. Outside the birds sing and call, which is great because we've had so much rain lately that the birds hardly ever come out to sing anymore. Even on this overcast day I hear the lovely twittering birdsong. Out my back door the azaleas are starting to bloom, and of course the dogwood trees that make my allergies miserable. Spring is finally here.
Last week was Easter and I probably should have post then, but hey I'm thinking about it now. What a beautiful world we have to live in. Thank you, my Savior Jesus Christ. Thank you for your Atoning Sacrifice that allows me to find joy in the crazy world we live in. Thank you for your Resurrection which gives me hope, just like the little birds sing and have hope for the day.
We have so much to be thankful for in this world and today I am thankful!
Showing posts with label Spirituality. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spirituality. Show all posts
Sunday, April 23, 2017
Thursday, December 1, 2016
Unbreakable
So I spent my Saturday after Thanksgiving watching TV. It was fun and relaxing and much needed. I have to admit the show we watched all four 90 minute Netflix episodes of wasn't what I'd hoped, but there was one scene in it that truly touched me. We all have trials in our lives and there are times that we feel that we should be unbreakable and yet we aren't. Here is the YouTube video of the song. It's short and I would love to get the sheet music and learn it to sing because it was simply amazing.
Check it out!!!
Just remember we are not unbreakable. Who knows what we are experiencing in our lives that makes us want to cry or give up or stop trying, but we can't do that. We need to remember that none of us are unbreakable and we should do all we can to help each other out. We need to be there for those around them whether friend, family, acquaintance, or stranger.
I'm so thankful for all I have. I've been blessed so much and my trials are so minuscule that I shouldn't complain. Instead raise my voice in thanksgiving and praise to my Heavenly Father for what I do have and the trials that I have as well.
I am not unbreakable, but with my Savior's help I can be whole again.
Sunday, July 3, 2016
Kindness Begins With Me
Take a look at these pictures.
What do you see when you look at these pictures?
Good? Bad? Wrinkles? Bags under the eyes?
It certainly isn't the whole picture.
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Kindness is the essence of greatness and the fundamental characteristic of the noblest men and women I have known. Kindness is a passport that opens doors and fashions friends. It softens hearts and molds relationships that can last lifetimes.
-The Virtue of Kindness, Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin, April 2005
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Kindness is the essence of a celestial life. Kindness is how a Christlike person treats others. Kindness should permeate all of our words and actions at work, at school, at church, and especially in our homes.
-The Virtue of Kindness, Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin, April 2005
Question: How has an act of kindness from you or to you affected your life?
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The things you say, the tone of your voice, the anger or calm of your words—these things are noticed by your children and by others. They see and learn both the kind and the unkind things we say or do. Nothing exposes our true selves more than how we treat one another in the home.
I often wonder why some feel they must be critical of others. It gets in their blood, I suppose, and it becomes so natural they often don’t even think about it. They seem to criticize everyone—the way Sister Jones leads the music, the way Brother Smith teaches a lesson or plants his garden.
The Church is not a place where perfect people gather to say perfect things, or have perfect thoughts, or have perfect feelings. The Church is a place where imperfect people gather to provide encouragement, support, and service to each other as we press on in our journey to return to our Heavenly Father.
-The Virtue of Kindness, Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin, April 2005
Question: What is your idea of perfection?
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When we are filled with kindness, we are not judgmental. The Savior taught, “Judge not, and ye shall not be judged: condemn not, and ye shall not be condemned: forgive, and ye shall be forgiven.” He also taught that “with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again.”
-The Virtue of Kindness, Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin, April 2005
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Each one of us will travel a different road during this life. Each progresses at a different rate. Temptations that trouble your brother may not challenge you at all. Strengths that you possess may seem impossible to another.
Never look down on those who are less perfect than you. Don’t be upset because someone can’t sew as well as you, can’t throw as well as you, can’t row or hoe as well as you.
We are all children of our Heavenly Father. And we are here with the same purpose: to learn to love Him with all our heart, soul, mind, and strength, and to love our neighbor as ourselves.
-The Virtue of Kindness, Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin, April 2005
Question: How often to we judge others’ imperfections? How often do we judge our own imperfections against others’ perfections?
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Of course, there are times when a woman’s ability to endure is taxed to the limit. A teacher may have had enough of childish pranks, or a mother might be heard to say she’s “ready to resign.” She could become discouraged, especially if comparing herself unrealistically to others or focusing on what she is to do instead of on what she is to be.
Her self-esteem cannot be based on physical features, possession or lack of a particular talent, or comparative quantities of anything. Her self-esteem is earned by individual righteousness and a close relationship with God. Her outward glow is generated by goodness within. And her patience is much more apparent than any imperfection. (See D&C 67:13.)
- Woman-Of Infinite Worth by Elder Russell M. Nelson, October 1989
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In the end, loving yourself is not about tooting your own horn or conforming to the world’s view of self-esteem. It’s about being who you are—a unique child of God—and knowing that who you are is a good thing. When you understand your eternal worth and you live in a way consistent with your divine heritage, you will gain a lasting self-esteem that is better than anything the world can offer.
- Truth, Lies, and Your Self-Worth by MINDY RAYE FRIEDMAN
Look at the pictures again.
When we focus on the imperfections, or build our frame too small, we miss the beauty of the whole picture, the picture that our Savior sees, the person you are and will become.
Now let's look at the whole picture.
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My dear brothers and sisters, it may be true that man is nothing in comparison to the greatness of the universe. At times we may even feel insignificant, invisible, alone, or forgotten. But always remember—you matter to Him!
. . . He knows you. He loves you with a perfect love.
. . . God sees you not only as a mortal being on a small planet who lives for a brief season—He sees you as His child. He sees you as the being you are capable and designed to become.
-You Matter to Him, Elder Uchtdorf, October 2011
She by Cherie Call
She is not the picture on the magazine
She's the woman just behind you at the checkout stand
She may appear to be common but she mystifies
In all the ways the wisest men and children understand
'Cause she has eyes that sparkle with her love
And she has a smile that's as gentle as a dove
And no woman from a movie or an ad could ever hope to be
As beautiful as she
She is not a highly honored diplomat
Held responsible to lead the world to peace
But what she does is every bit as serious
Amidst the turmoil everywhere that will never cease
'Cause she has hands that wipe the tears away
And she has a voice that makes everything O.K.
And no woman from the papers or T.V. could ever hope to be
As indispensable as she
And it breaks my heart every time I see her wonder
If she means anything in this world that pulls her under
And she doesn't always see the way that Heaven smiles above her
That's the reason I try to always tell her that I love her
'Cause she may not be known for giving millions
To the charities and auctions on the news
But I believe she's given more than anyone
In all the times she's ever had to choose
To give up sleep to rock her children every night
And give her heart to always hold their dreams so tight
And the best that you or I could ever hope to be
Is as wonderful as she
And the best that you or I could ever hope to be
Is as wonderful as she
Monday, March 28, 2016
Happy Easter: Personal Conversion and the Atonement
Nearly two months ago Brother Strommer asked me to speak in church today, which is very interesting because I usually don’t get my schedule for the month until the end of the current month, so I had no idea if I would be able to get the days off or not. But the Lord obviously knew that I needed to gain some spiritual perspective and one of the best ways is to have me speak in church.
The topic that I was given was personal conversion and then last week Brother Nelson and Brother Strommer let me know that because of Easter it was open for what to talk about. After pondering about the topic I decided that personal conversion had everything to do with Easter.
I did a search on lds.org and found several talks to use. The two that impressed me the most are: Eder Bender’s talk from October 2012, Converted to the Lord and Bonnie L. Oscarson’s talk from October 2013, Be Ye Converted.
In Elder Bender’s talk he speaks of the dual relationship of testimony and conversion and how they are related to each other. He said, “Conversion is an enlarging, a deepening, and a broadening of the undergirding base of testimony. It is the result of revelation from God, accompanied by individual repentance, obedience, and diligence. Any honest seeker of truth can become converted by experiencing the mighty change of heart and being spiritually born of God . . . Conversion is an offering of self, of love, and of loyalty we give to God in gratitude for the gift of testimony.”
“Testimony alone is not and will not be enough to protect us in the latter-day storm of darkness and evil in which we are living. Testimony is important and necessary but not sufficient to provide the spiritual strength and protection we need. Some members of the Church with testimonies have wavered and fallen away. Their spiritual knowledge and commitment did not measure up to the challenges they faced.”
I have seen this in my own life as friends and loved ones have fallen away, despite the fact that they had what I thought was a rock solid testimony. I often wonder if I am truly converted to the Lord. I have a very strong testimony of the gospel, but sometimes, sadly, I have to admit that I could do better, be better. That I could work to be more converted to the Lord.
The positive side of this self reflection is the knowledge conversion to the gospel of Jesus Christ is a consistent process. It isn’t a check list or destination, but instead it’s a journey. This can be very difficult for me because I live a a very destination oriented life. I love checking things off my to do list and the sense of accomplishment at having arrived somewhere. So this process of constantly working to be converted is a challenge.
Elder Bednar shared an insight about the parable of the ten virgins as related to conversion that helps me understand conversion better. He spoke about how the lamps the ten virgins held were the lamps of testimony. Something that we all can have, but difference between the wise and foolish virgins was the oil. What Elder Bednar referred to as the oil of conversion.
He said: “Were the five wise virgins selfish and unwilling to share, or were they indicating correctly that the oil of conversion cannot be borrowed? Can the spiritual strength that results from consistent obedience to the commandments be given to another person? Can the knowledge obtained through diligent study and pondering of the scriptures be conveyed to one who is in need? Can the peace the gospel brings to a faithful Latter-day Saint be transferred to an individual experiencing adversity or great challenge? The clear answer to each of these questions is no.
“As the wise virgins emphasized properly, each of us must “buy for ourselves.” These inspired women were not describing a business transaction; rather, they were emphasizing our individual responsibility to keep our lamp of testimony burning and to obtain an ample supply of the oil of conversion. This precious oil is acquired one drop at a time—“line upon line [and] precept upon precept” (2 Nephi 28:30), patiently and persistently. No shortcut is available; no last-minute flurry of preparation is possible.”
“For many of us, conversion is an ongoing process and not a onetime event that results from a powerful or dramatic experience. Line upon line and precept upon precept, gradually and almost imperceptibly, our motives, our thoughts, our words, and our deeds become aligned with the will of God. Conversion unto the Lord requires both persistence and patience.”
What a wonderful and frustrating revelation. Wonderful because we can understand that the goal of conversion is attainable, even to the weakest and slowest because we can gain it little by little. And it is frustrating because it is a process that we have to constantly work at. It isn’t a destination or something to check off, but hard work.
In his talk Elder Bednar discusses the steps we can take to become converted. He gives us a patter identified by Samuel the Laminate in Helaman 15:7-8. It’s a pattern that we are very familiar with because we are taught it over and over in the scriptures. Faith, repentance, baptism, and endure to the end. These steps are the way to conversion, but we also have to remember what we are being converted to.
Elder Bednar continues: “Note that the Lamanites were not converted to the missionaries who taught them or to the excellent programs of the Church. They were not converted to the personalities of their leaders or to preserving a cultural heritage or the traditions of their fathers. They were converted unto the Lord—to Him as the Savior and to His divinity and doctrine—and they never did fall away.”
In Sister Oscarson’s talk she says: “True conversion is more than merely having a knowledge of gospel principles and implies even more than just having a testimony of those principles. It is possible to have a testimony of the gospel without living it. Being truly converted means we are acting upon what we believe and allowing it to create “a mighty change in us, or in our hearts” . . . You become converted as a result of … righteous efforts to follow the Savior.” It takes time, effort, and work . . . True conversion occurs as you continue to act upon the doctrines you know are true and keep the commandments, day after day, month after month.”
It takes work. “It is well to remember that no matter how inspired your parents and youth leaders may be, “you have [the] primary responsibility for your own conversion. No one can be converted for you, and no one can force you to be converted.” Conversion takes place as we are diligent about saying our prayers, studying our scriptures, attending church, and being worthy to participate in temple ordinances. Conversion comes as we act upon the righteous principles we learn in our homes and in the classroom. Conversion comes as we live pure and virtuous lives and enjoy the companionship of the Holy Ghost. Conversion comes as we understand the Atonement of Jesus Christ, acknowledge Him as our Savior and Redeemer, and allow the Atonement to take effect in our lives.”
And this is what struck me so deeply as I read through these talks. We need to be converted to the Savior Jesus Christ and his gospel. Conversion to anything else will not bring us salvation. This is what Easter is all about. Our Savior atoned for all of us, but if we do not take the time or effort to understand the Atonement and become converted to the gospel of Jesus Christ, we are missing the whole point of being members of the church.
It was at this point that I realized what the point Lord wanted to make with me. Perhaps my lack of understanding of the Atonement and how it can work in my life is keeping me from being truly converted to the Lord.
As I pondered this thought I remembered a story I had read many years ago in college. I’m sure many of you have heard the story at some point, but I felt impressed to read it today.
Pushups for Donuts
There was a boy by the name of Steve who was attending Seminary. In this seminary classes are held during school hours. Brother Christianson taught Seminary at this particular school. He had an open-door policy and would take in any student that had been thrown out of another class as long as they would abide by his rules. Steve had been kicked out of his sixth period and no other teacher wanted him, so he went into Brother Christianson’s Seminary class.
Steve was told that he could not be late, so he arrived just seconds before the bell rang and he would sit in the very back of the room. He would also be the first to leave after the class was over. One day, Brother Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he could talk with him.
After class, Bro. Christianson pulled Steve aside and said, “You think you’re pretty tough, don’t you?” Steve’s answer was, “Yeah, I do.”
Then Brother Christianson asked, “How many push-ups can you do?” Steve said, “I do about 200 every night.” “200? That’s pretty good, Steve,” Brother Christianson said. “Do you think you could do 300?”
Steve replied, “I don’t know… I’ve never done 300 at a time.” “Do you think you could?” Again asked Brother Christianson. “Well, I can try,” said Steve.
“Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I need you to do 300 in sets of ten for this to work. Can you do it? I need you to tell me you can do it,” Brother Christianson said.
Steve said, “Well… I think I can… yeah, I can do it.” Brother Christianson said, “Good! I need you to do this on Friday.”
Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the room. When class started, Brother Christianson pulled out a big box of donuts. Now these weren’t the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG kind, with cream centers and frosting swirls. Everyone was pretty excited – it was Friday, the last class of the day, and they were going to get an early start on the weekend.
Bro. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row and asked, “Cynthia, do you want a donut?” Cynthia said, “Yes.”
Bro. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, “Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?” Steve said, “Sure,” and jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten. Then Steve again sat in his desk. Bro. Christianson put a donut on Cynthia’s desk.
Bro. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, “Joe do you want a donut?” Joe said, “Yes.” Bro. Christianson asked, “Steve would you do ten push-ups so Joe can have a donut?” Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut.
And so it went, down the first aisle, Steve did ten pushups for every person before they got their donut. And down the second aisle, till Bro. Christianson came to Scott. Scott was captain of the football team and center of the basketball team. He was very popular. When Bro. Christianson asked, “Scott do you want a donut?” Scott’s reply was, “Well, can I do my own pushups?” Bro. Christianson said, “No, Steve has to do them.” Then Scott said, “Well, I don’t want one then.”
Bro. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, “Steve, would you do ten pushups so Scott can have a donut he doesn’t want?” Steve started to do ten pushups. Scott said, “HEY! I said I didn’t want one!” Bro. Christianson said, “Look, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don’t want it.” And he put a donut on Scott’s desk.
Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He just stayed on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be getting up and down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming out around his brow. Bro. Christianson started down the third row. Now the students were beginning to get a little angry.
Bro. Christianson asked Jenny, “Jenny, do you want a donut?” Jenny said, “No.” Then Bro. Christianson asked Steve, “Steve, would you do ten pushups so Jenny can have a donut that she doesn’t want?” Steve did ten, Jenny got a donut.
By now, the students were beginning to say “No” and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks. Steve was also having to really put forth a lot of effort to get these pushups done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on the floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red because of the physical effort involved.
Bro. Christianson asked Robert to watch Steve to make sure he did ten pushups in a set because he couldn’t bear to watch all of Steve’s work for all of those uneaten donuts. So Robert began to watch Steve closely. Bro. Christianson started down the fourth row.
During his class, however, some students had wandered in and sat along the heaters along the sides of the room. When Bro. Christianson realized this; he did a quick count and saw 34 students in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it.
Bro. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next. Near the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a lot more time to complete each set.
A few moments later, Jason came to the room and was about to come in when all the students yelled, “NO! Don’t come in! Stay out!” Jason didn’t know what was going on. Steve picked up his head and said, “No, let him come.” Bro. Christianson said, “You realize that if Jason comes in you will have to do ten pushups for him.” Steve said, “Yes, let him come in.” Bro. Christianson said, “Okay, I’ll let you get Jason’s out of the way right now. Jason, do you want a donut?” “Yes.” “Steve, will you do ten pushups so that Jason can have a donut?” Steve did ten pushups very slowly and with great effort.
Jason, bewildered, was handed a donut and sat down. Bro. Christianson finished the fourth row, then started on those seated on the heaters. Steve’s arms were now shaking with each pushup in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity. Sweat was dropping off of his face and, by this time, there was not a dry eye in the room. The very last two girls in the room were cheerleaders and very popular. Bro. Christianson went to Linda, the second to last, and asked, “Linda, do you want a doughnut? Linda said, very sadly, “No, thank you.” Bro. Christianson asked Steve, “Steve, would you do ten pushups so that Linda can have a donut she doesn’t want?”
Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow pushups for Linda. Then Bro. Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan. “Susan, do you want a donut?” Susan, with tears flowing down her face, asked, “Bro. Christianson , can I help him?”
Bro. Christianson, with tears of his own, said, “No, he has to do it alone, Steve, would you do ten pushups so Susan can have a donut?” As Steve very slowly finished his last pushup, with the understanding that he had accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 pushups, his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.
Brother Christianson turned to the room and said. “And so it was, that our Savior, Jesus Christ, plead to the Father, “Into thy hands I commend my spirit.” With the understanding that He had done everything that was required of Him, he collapsed on the cross and died. And like some of those in this room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten.”
Do we take for granted the Atonement in our lives? Do we really understand the gift that has been given to us? I think if I understood the Atonement even a fraction better than I do now, I would be striving even harder to do all the things I need to do to be converted to the Lord and His gospel. I would be adding the oil of conversion every day to my lamp in all the ways possible.
Easter is a wonderful time of the year to remember our Savior’s Atonement for us, but we should be striving to think of his sacrifice and gift all year long. I have a testimony that my Savior lives, that he suffered in Gethsemane and died on the cross for me so that I can repent and return to him and our Heavenly Father. I know that when we strive to live the gospel to the best of our ability that we add oil to our lamps and climb higher on the path of conversion. Conversion is a journey and the destination is eternal life with our Heavenly Father and Savior Jesus Christ. I am grateful for that knowledge and the knowledge that no matter where I’m at in this journey I can work at being converted. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.
Wednesday, February 24, 2016
Back again . . . for now.
So I've been a major blogging slacker lately. A lot has happened over the last few weeks. I've been very busy flying and writing and editing. But that's life as an adult, I suppose. We have so much busy that we can't get done some of the things that we want to do-like blogging. :)
Sometimes I wish I could just "run away" from everything. With my job that could actually be easy (LOL) but in reality running away doesn't help anything. I actually thought about this a week or so back. I was struggling with my writing, my job, and the everyday pressures of having a home and bills to pay, etc. Running away for a while started to sound like a great idea.
Instead I turned to prayer and the scriptures and decided that running away would be very selfish and hurt the people I care about more than help myself. So, I didn't run away. Instead I took a responsibility vacation.
Sounds silly, I know, but in the end it helped me much more than running away would have. Instead of all the stress of knowing that I would be worrying friends and family, I stayed home. For nearly two days (I was between work trips) I sat on the couch in my comfy clothes or pajamas and read books, watched tv, and did puzzles on my computer. I didn't even crack my files of books open to work on anything or bother cleaning the house at all.
Now, I consider myself very lucky to be able to relax like this. So many people I know have families and jobs that don't allow them to take it easy like that. How do you take a responsibility vacation? My only advice is to trust the people around you. Many of us have an amazing community of friends and family in and out of the church that can help us.
Being Mormon we talk a lot about serving others, but we don't spend nearly as much time on letting others serve us. Something I learned when my mom was very sick with cancer, is that other people want to serve those they love and care about, but it is also up to us to let those people serve. My mom didn't want the Relief Society to bring meals to the house. She was supposed to be giving the service and because she had me and my dad and my good friend and roomie Dawn to help, we didn't need the service.
It took Dawn and me lots of talking to convince her that maybe it was time to let someone serve us. What it came down to was the fact that both Dawn and I were working and my dad was tired. We needed the help. We wanted to let others gain the blessings of serving so we could have a break from the stress of cooking that way we could focus on helping my mom, cleaning, yard work, etc.
So, this brings me back to my earlier point. How can we take a responsibility vacation. Utilize the resources around you. Even if it is only for a day or two. Find a family member or friend who can babysit while you relax. Go shopping (you don't have to buy anything, but you can look around). You might be surprised at what has changed. If you like to read, go to the library and spend an hour browsing. Hole up in your room with a box of chocolates and read or relax or watch a movie.
We all need the time off. As women we think we have to do everything until we collapse or explode from stress and exhaustion. I've been there. Though my life seems very easy to some, I have my own set of trials and challenges and every once in a while even I need to set it all aside and take a responsibility vacation.
Well, that's my rant for the week. Now I need to go clean the house. :)
Sometimes I wish I could just "run away" from everything. With my job that could actually be easy (LOL) but in reality running away doesn't help anything. I actually thought about this a week or so back. I was struggling with my writing, my job, and the everyday pressures of having a home and bills to pay, etc. Running away for a while started to sound like a great idea.
Instead I turned to prayer and the scriptures and decided that running away would be very selfish and hurt the people I care about more than help myself. So, I didn't run away. Instead I took a responsibility vacation.
Sounds silly, I know, but in the end it helped me much more than running away would have. Instead of all the stress of knowing that I would be worrying friends and family, I stayed home. For nearly two days (I was between work trips) I sat on the couch in my comfy clothes or pajamas and read books, watched tv, and did puzzles on my computer. I didn't even crack my files of books open to work on anything or bother cleaning the house at all.
Now, I consider myself very lucky to be able to relax like this. So many people I know have families and jobs that don't allow them to take it easy like that. How do you take a responsibility vacation? My only advice is to trust the people around you. Many of us have an amazing community of friends and family in and out of the church that can help us.
Being Mormon we talk a lot about serving others, but we don't spend nearly as much time on letting others serve us. Something I learned when my mom was very sick with cancer, is that other people want to serve those they love and care about, but it is also up to us to let those people serve. My mom didn't want the Relief Society to bring meals to the house. She was supposed to be giving the service and because she had me and my dad and my good friend and roomie Dawn to help, we didn't need the service.
It took Dawn and me lots of talking to convince her that maybe it was time to let someone serve us. What it came down to was the fact that both Dawn and I were working and my dad was tired. We needed the help. We wanted to let others gain the blessings of serving so we could have a break from the stress of cooking that way we could focus on helping my mom, cleaning, yard work, etc.
So, this brings me back to my earlier point. How can we take a responsibility vacation. Utilize the resources around you. Even if it is only for a day or two. Find a family member or friend who can babysit while you relax. Go shopping (you don't have to buy anything, but you can look around). You might be surprised at what has changed. If you like to read, go to the library and spend an hour browsing. Hole up in your room with a box of chocolates and read or relax or watch a movie.
We all need the time off. As women we think we have to do everything until we collapse or explode from stress and exhaustion. I've been there. Though my life seems very easy to some, I have my own set of trials and challenges and every once in a while even I need to set it all aside and take a responsibility vacation.
Well, that's my rant for the week. Now I need to go clean the house. :)
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Happy New Year!!!
So I'm a little late in posting this lovely happy new year post, but I do have to admit that I've been crazy busy with work, writing, and family.
I'm so excited for the new year and the possibilities it will bring. Keeping my fingers crossed for more opportunities to publish my books, and keeping my hopes up that I will finally meet my eternal companion.
I've had a few opportunities to ponder life, my life specifically, and I'm hoping the new year will bring a renewed sense of my purpose here on earth. I'm trying to reconnect with all the inner whisperings of the spirit and draw myself closer to my Heavenly Father, all while writing, reading, editing, and flying.
Can we overcome the internal challenges as well as the external ones? I sure hope so. Yesterday I had a few moments to ponder the trials I've been given in this life and when one ponders their trials we also start to ponder the reasons or lessons we are to learn from them. I can list several different lessons I'm supposed to learn right now but none of them really seem to fit.
Patience is a good thing, but let's be honest, I am not really a patient person. I can wait, but it doesn't matter how long I wait, I will still be waiting impatiently and I really can wait for a long time. Perhaps the lesson is not patience.
Trust in Heavenly Father. This is a great lesson, one that I'm ever getting closer and closer to understanding. Trusting his timing, well that falls in with patience and we all know how that lesson is going. But even this didn't quite fit. Yes, these are things I'm learning and they are good things to learn, but they aren't the reason for my lesson.
That's when it hit me, maybe I'm not learning the right lesson. Maybe my trials are the lesson. It's the growth, the understanding, the who I am becoming vs. who I want to become. Perhaps that is the lesson.
What kind of a person do I want to be in 2016. I know that the angry, annoyed, bitter person I was starting to feel like at the end of 2015 isn't who I want to become. So what changes do I need to make to become the person I really want to be. I want to be happy and that happiness comes through service no matter how big or small it is.
My job gives me ample opportunities to serve other people. I try to do it with a smile, but sometimes that smile is forced. And then there is service at home and at church. Sure things don't always go my way, but then again not a lot has gone as planned since high school.
After thinking about all of these things and still wondering if I struck the right lesson I had a different thought come to me. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaay back in high school, yeah things were tough, but really I had it easy. I had great friends who had good standards and values. My talents and experiences, though not exactly what I'd hoped for, were still amazing and awesome. Even in college things were pretty smooth. The few hitches I encountered were easily overcome (though at the time it didn't seem so easy). Looking back my life was easy.
So why does it feel so hard now? Why do I struggle with the trials I have now? That's when the thought occurred to me. I needed a chance to grow and yep, become a better person. If I had encountered the trials and hardships back then that I feel now, I probably wouldn't have been as strong a person in the gospel or in just life in general. I would have floundered and drowned in my sorrows.
Being older and facing the trials I face is probably the best thing Heavenly Father could have done for me. Is it hard now? Yes. Can I handle it now? Yes. Would I have been able to handle this back then? No, probably not without severe loss of faith.
That being said (and I said a lot) I'm grateful for the trials and challenges I've had and I hope that by looking back and seeing the course I could take and looking ahead at the course I want to take, I can strive to be a better person. Will I succeed? Yes, every day a little at a time. I might not be the happy person I want to be every moment of the day, but with the strength of the Lord I can get there.
Does this mean my trials will go away? I sincerely doubt it. In fact I don't doubt that things will get even harder, but each experience helps me grow, so I know that the harder trials I will face in the future I will be able to handle.
Thanks for listening to my ramblings. Happy New Year!!!
I'm so excited for the new year and the possibilities it will bring. Keeping my fingers crossed for more opportunities to publish my books, and keeping my hopes up that I will finally meet my eternal companion.
I've had a few opportunities to ponder life, my life specifically, and I'm hoping the new year will bring a renewed sense of my purpose here on earth. I'm trying to reconnect with all the inner whisperings of the spirit and draw myself closer to my Heavenly Father, all while writing, reading, editing, and flying.
Can we overcome the internal challenges as well as the external ones? I sure hope so. Yesterday I had a few moments to ponder the trials I've been given in this life and when one ponders their trials we also start to ponder the reasons or lessons we are to learn from them. I can list several different lessons I'm supposed to learn right now but none of them really seem to fit.
Patience is a good thing, but let's be honest, I am not really a patient person. I can wait, but it doesn't matter how long I wait, I will still be waiting impatiently and I really can wait for a long time. Perhaps the lesson is not patience.
Trust in Heavenly Father. This is a great lesson, one that I'm ever getting closer and closer to understanding. Trusting his timing, well that falls in with patience and we all know how that lesson is going. But even this didn't quite fit. Yes, these are things I'm learning and they are good things to learn, but they aren't the reason for my lesson.
That's when it hit me, maybe I'm not learning the right lesson. Maybe my trials are the lesson. It's the growth, the understanding, the who I am becoming vs. who I want to become. Perhaps that is the lesson.
What kind of a person do I want to be in 2016. I know that the angry, annoyed, bitter person I was starting to feel like at the end of 2015 isn't who I want to become. So what changes do I need to make to become the person I really want to be. I want to be happy and that happiness comes through service no matter how big or small it is.
My job gives me ample opportunities to serve other people. I try to do it with a smile, but sometimes that smile is forced. And then there is service at home and at church. Sure things don't always go my way, but then again not a lot has gone as planned since high school.
After thinking about all of these things and still wondering if I struck the right lesson I had a different thought come to me. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaay back in high school, yeah things were tough, but really I had it easy. I had great friends who had good standards and values. My talents and experiences, though not exactly what I'd hoped for, were still amazing and awesome. Even in college things were pretty smooth. The few hitches I encountered were easily overcome (though at the time it didn't seem so easy). Looking back my life was easy.
So why does it feel so hard now? Why do I struggle with the trials I have now? That's when the thought occurred to me. I needed a chance to grow and yep, become a better person. If I had encountered the trials and hardships back then that I feel now, I probably wouldn't have been as strong a person in the gospel or in just life in general. I would have floundered and drowned in my sorrows.
Being older and facing the trials I face is probably the best thing Heavenly Father could have done for me. Is it hard now? Yes. Can I handle it now? Yes. Would I have been able to handle this back then? No, probably not without severe loss of faith.
That being said (and I said a lot) I'm grateful for the trials and challenges I've had and I hope that by looking back and seeing the course I could take and looking ahead at the course I want to take, I can strive to be a better person. Will I succeed? Yes, every day a little at a time. I might not be the happy person I want to be every moment of the day, but with the strength of the Lord I can get there.
Does this mean my trials will go away? I sincerely doubt it. In fact I don't doubt that things will get even harder, but each experience helps me grow, so I know that the harder trials I will face in the future I will be able to handle.
Thanks for listening to my ramblings. Happy New Year!!!
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
The Season For Prayer Is Always
I gave a lesson several months ago in Relief Society, talking about prayer and I kept the large version of the handout and put it on my refrigerator. Just now I stood in my kitchen and the handout caught my attention.
I've been reading all the funny FB posts about Christmas and Thanksgiving and the proper time to listen to Christmas music and the fact that everything pumpkin will now turn into everything peppermint.
As I pondered the things people wrote and then saw my flier I thought about how I sometimes forget that things like prayer don't have a season. Even the attitude of Thanksgiving, the Spirit of Christmas, the celebration of Halloween, the joy of Easter, the patriotism of July, and the good luck of March, don't need to be left to a specific month or time of the year. I propose we take these beautiful feelings that bring us so much joy and happiness and utilize them throughout the whole year.
And along with all of that, let's remember that we should "pray always and not faint" (2 Nephi 32:9; Luke 18:1) and we will have joy in the Lord and in our lives.
I've been reading all the funny FB posts about Christmas and Thanksgiving and the proper time to listen to Christmas music and the fact that everything pumpkin will now turn into everything peppermint.
As I pondered the things people wrote and then saw my flier I thought about how I sometimes forget that things like prayer don't have a season. Even the attitude of Thanksgiving, the Spirit of Christmas, the celebration of Halloween, the joy of Easter, the patriotism of July, and the good luck of March, don't need to be left to a specific month or time of the year. I propose we take these beautiful feelings that bring us so much joy and happiness and utilize them throughout the whole year.
And along with all of that, let's remember that we should "pray always and not faint" (2 Nephi 32:9; Luke 18:1) and we will have joy in the Lord and in our lives.
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
Dear Mom
Dear Mom,
As you know I tend to struggle with mother's day with being single and all and of course it's not my favorite holiday since you've been gone, but after thinking about things for a while I decided to write you a letter.
I miss you! I just have to say that up front because of all the things on Mother's Day that hurt, this one is the most. I miss being able to visit and surprise you. I miss getting your hugs and smiles and seeing your face light up when you are around your family. I even miss your lectures on all the things that might help me in my life. I think I especially miss those. I miss your laugh and the times that we would both laugh so hard that we would cry and you would almost have an asthma attack. I miss talking with you about things that are important to me and getting your insight.
I'm sad that you will never read my books here on earth, though I know you would enjoy most of them and I know you are probably reading over my shoulder. I'm sad that I will never be able to talk to you about boys, and dating, and planning my wedding, and about having kids, and that you will never see my children born. (Though I know you are probably hanging out with them.)
I'm sad that you won't get the chance to visit me here in the Northwest and see all the amazing flowers that I know you would absolutely love and the waterfalls and the river and all the beauty I get to see every day, though I hope you are watching from above.
I suppose that my little rantings here are enough, since there are many people in the world that miss their mothers every minute of every hour of every day and I was lucky enough to have you a part of my life for 33 years. I hope I have lived up to your expectations of me as an adult and the things that I need to improve on I will improve on.
I guess as I write this the whole reason is to let you know how much I miss you and wish you were still here. I miss having my mom and it hurts me inside. I've been so lucky and I guess that is why it hurts so much. This Mother's Day seems harder than the others, I don't know why and I'm sort of glad it's over. I don't want you to worry about me though because I have wonderful family and friends that have been so kind and loving since you left us. Mothers, siblings, and friends whom I have come to depend on. I'm so grateful.
I hope where ever you are you are looking down on me from time to time because I'm sure you are very busy up there. Know that I love you so much and though I'm glad you are no longer suffering down here, I do wish you were still with us. I love you so much and miss you even more!
Love,
Melanie
As you know I tend to struggle with mother's day with being single and all and of course it's not my favorite holiday since you've been gone, but after thinking about things for a while I decided to write you a letter.
I miss you! I just have to say that up front because of all the things on Mother's Day that hurt, this one is the most. I miss being able to visit and surprise you. I miss getting your hugs and smiles and seeing your face light up when you are around your family. I even miss your lectures on all the things that might help me in my life. I think I especially miss those. I miss your laugh and the times that we would both laugh so hard that we would cry and you would almost have an asthma attack. I miss talking with you about things that are important to me and getting your insight.
I'm sad that you will never read my books here on earth, though I know you would enjoy most of them and I know you are probably reading over my shoulder. I'm sad that I will never be able to talk to you about boys, and dating, and planning my wedding, and about having kids, and that you will never see my children born. (Though I know you are probably hanging out with them.)
I'm sad that you won't get the chance to visit me here in the Northwest and see all the amazing flowers that I know you would absolutely love and the waterfalls and the river and all the beauty I get to see every day, though I hope you are watching from above.
I suppose that my little rantings here are enough, since there are many people in the world that miss their mothers every minute of every hour of every day and I was lucky enough to have you a part of my life for 33 years. I hope I have lived up to your expectations of me as an adult and the things that I need to improve on I will improve on.
I guess as I write this the whole reason is to let you know how much I miss you and wish you were still here. I miss having my mom and it hurts me inside. I've been so lucky and I guess that is why it hurts so much. This Mother's Day seems harder than the others, I don't know why and I'm sort of glad it's over. I don't want you to worry about me though because I have wonderful family and friends that have been so kind and loving since you left us. Mothers, siblings, and friends whom I have come to depend on. I'm so grateful.
I hope where ever you are you are looking down on me from time to time because I'm sure you are very busy up there. Know that I love you so much and though I'm glad you are no longer suffering down here, I do wish you were still with us. I love you so much and miss you even more!
Love,
Melanie
Sunday, April 12, 2015
Sunday
What a wonderful day! I've actually had a great week this week. I was able to work on some new stories, work, go to the temple, get my car cleaned, help some friends, have a mini party, and relax (just a little).
Then today I get to start a new week with an amazing Sunday. Church was beautiful. In Sunday school we had an awesome lesson on Jesus Christ, the Bread of Life. The thoughts and comments shared filled my soul. In Relief Society meeting my best friend stepped up to the plate and gave an awesome impromptu lesson on Joseph Smith.
I'm just so grateful for the blessings I have. Even the trials I go through in life have blessed me in some way. Hopefully I can live my life in a way that will show my Heavenly Father how grateful I am for what he gives me and I will always be in his debt.
Sunday, February 1, 2015
Review: Does This Insecurity Make Me Look Fat? by Michelle Wilson
Why do clothing stores hang fun-house mirrors in their dressing rooms?
• The laundry doesn’t cry when it’s not folded, so why should I?
• Can I be confident even if an elevator calls me fat?
Michelle Wilson’s humorous yet poignant insights help women examine the limitations we place on ourselves out of insecurity and self-doubt. We have faith in God, but do we know that He has faith in us?
For any woman out there who needs a good boost of confidence and guidance to help improve the way you look at yourself, I highly recommend you read...no, inhale, consume, absorb, this book!!!
I give five big gold stars to Michelle Wilson for writing a book that is so full of common sense and practical principles that can help us improve our lives.
From beginning to end I was drawn to the simplicity of this book. I usually don't like self-help books, but this is beyond a simple self-help, this is a great way to teach yourself how to grow and become a better person.
Her suggestions to "Learn to See" and then "Choose to Be" are demonstrated so clearly and matter-of-factly that anyone on any level can understand and find a way to make their perspective, their lives, and their outlook on the future better.
Thanks, Michelle, for being in-tune with the spirit and helping us find a plain and simple way to draw closer to Heavenly Father. It's not always easy, but you have given us the tools to make ourselves better.
I loved this book. Michelle's writing is fun and infectious, allowing the reader to relate easily to someone on their level. Two Thumbs UP!!!
Does This Insecurity Make Me Look Fat? can be purchased at Deseret Book, Amazon, or Barnes & Noble.
Michelle Wilson is a stay-at-home mom, blogger, speaker, and writer. through serving a full-time mission, teaching seminary and Sunday School classes, and speaking at firesides and conferences, Michelle has developed a love of the gospel and its simplicity. she is a lover of God, family, laughter, and chocolate (pretty much in that order). Michelle lives with her husband, Jerey, and their three children in Washington State.
For more information check out her website: Michelle Wilson at Large.
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