tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44785345016606565012024-03-13T13:06:22.191-06:00Mormon MomMormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-31450261378924698852014-02-14T10:07:00.004-07:002014-02-14T10:07:52.553-07:00Christlike Attributes and Patriarchal BlessingsRecently I decided I need to be more focused, more purposeful in my efforts to become more Christlike. (The world is so darned effective in distracting me from the most critical use of my time and energy!) Studying the Savior's life, pondering his teachings and attributes is one of those efforts that can yield so much more than you would think. In a few short days of this focus I've already felt improvement and hope in my efforts.<br />
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In the process of this studying, I felt impressed today to re-read my patriarchal blessing. I cannot, ever, do that without becoming emotional. Today it hit me that here is an individualized, inspired instrument that can help me do exactly what I most need to do: become more like Christ.<br />
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In this simple document my gracious and loving Heavenly Father has pointed out to me strengths--attributes--I already possess, qualities I worked on developing pre-mortally that are Christlike in nature. He also kindly but soberly highlights areas where I'm not so Christlike: weak spots, vulnerabilities, danger zones that will keep me from this all-important goal.<br />
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Reading my patriarchal blessing is something of a two-edged sword. I'm old enough now to see the sad consequences of warnings I failed to heed, and that's painful. On the other hand, I always feel hopeful as I read my blessing. I sense that even though I've goofed, sinned, fallen short (way short) of the glory of God, Heavenly Father and His Saving Son know how to save me still. And Holy Ghost starts sending small nudges as I continue my path toward salvation.<br />
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What a blessing to belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints! What a blessing to access the ancient gift of patriarchal blessings, which offer the opportunity God has always offered His children of being personally directed toward their personal salvation, if they so choose.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-15644593726974330422014-02-12T20:48:00.002-07:002014-02-12T20:48:56.435-07:00New BeginningsAll you Mormons out there will know by my post title where I've been tonight: our ward Young Women New Beginnings. I was there to accompany a musical number, but was the recipient of the spirit of the LDS Young Women program, as well as a beneficiary of the Holy Spirit.<br />
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These young women are loved! They are sacrificed for. They are prayed for, ministered to, and agonized over. They will probably recognize how valued they are now in about 10 to 15 years, when suddenly the shoe is on the other foot and they are the adult leaders, doing the same things for a new generation of Young Women.<br />
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Interestingly, I began my day with 21 kindergarteners. (Whoops--back up the schedule: after spending an hour with high school freshmen and sophomores in Early Morning Seminary, talking about sexual sin and why it is so abominable in the eyes to Heavenly Father, THEN I scurried over to the grade school and hung around with kindergarteners.) Anyway, kindergarten: another sort of new beginning.<br />
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I look at those little ones, some of whom already have some big hurdles in front of them, and I hope that somewhere in their homes, their communities, their society are people willing to pray for, minister to, and sacrifice for them. It isn't that big a jump from five year-olds in kindergarten to fifteen year-olds in Young Women. So much of their current happiness and their future joys depends on the adults in their lives being willing to BE the adults in their lives, teaching, directing, disciplining, and loving them.<br />
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Beginnings are just so important.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-11891931203517765682014-02-12T05:31:00.001-07:002014-02-12T05:31:17.888-07:00One day recordYes. That is how long I kept my recent blogging streak going. Sad, I know. I did THINK about it yesterday, but should have acted while it was on my mind.<br />
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So: this early morning post is a catch-up for yesterday. Hopefully I'll write again tonight.<br />
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Yesterday I had planned to go to Billings after Seminary for a much-needed restocking shopping trip, but 80% chance of snow in Billings persuaded me to stay home instead. I had a nice video chat with Rachell and Maddy. Maddy was heavily into "Happy Valentines Day, Nana!" preparations, and Rachell shared some scriptural insights she gained in her morning study. I love talking to my kids about anything, but spiritual insights and growth are my favorite conversations with them.<br />
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I'm trying--again--to be better about my eating habits. I was trained to have a sweet tooth and successfully and unfortunately passed that on to my own kids. But lately I've been struggling to establish better eating habits. Two articles in the most recent Ensign have encouraged me to keep trying. So yesterday, I spent a goodly amount of time cooking up a supply of healthy grains to keep in the fridge and freezer: barley, lentils, and brown rice. It felt good to work at something healthy.<br />
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I also took Bear on an hour-plus walk into the hills. He enjoyed it; I plugged into an interview with Elder D. Todd Christofferson and his wife, which was very interesting. I was heartened to hear Sister Christofferson's voice: it's lower, very Utah-inflected, and she sounds like someone I'd like to know. For some reason I have a hard time listening to women leaders who have girly-voices. Don't ask me why. I know it has nothing to do with their intelligence or inspiration, etc. I just enjoy a more solid tone of voice. Anyway, they seem like very ordinary people. Ordinary people doing extraordinary things.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-60933368835470702642014-02-10T20:28:00.001-07:002014-02-10T20:28:33.125-07:00Most of My Life Has DisappearedI just read a summary of Stephanie Nielsen's talk at the 2014 RootsTech conference. She encouraged people to keep records-to be consistent, to record something about every day of their lives.<br />
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I am lousy at long-term commitments like blogging.<br />
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Sunday Grandma Roberts came to lunch and brought with her a shoebox of cards and letters Grandpa saved over the last 40-something years. Just one shoebox. There were a few letters from me in there, several more from Shane from various points in history (missionary letters, newlywed letters). In one of Shane's letters, written two months after our marriage, he told about having to take me into the Emergency room at UtahValley Hospital to have stitches put in my hand, a result of me breaking a glass while washing dishes after supper that night.<br />
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Shane told his dad that the emergency room physician, Dr. Hooker (for whom Shane had done landscaping at the doctor's Edgemont home), stitched me up, bandaged my hand, and said, "Don't get that wet for a week." Shane told him, "I think she did that on purpose so I'd have to wash the dishes." To which the doctor responded, "Make that thirty days."<br />
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You know what? I don't remember the incident at all. I remember that I had to get stitches shortly after we were married, but I just remember the fact, not the actual incident or anything surrounding it.<br />
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That is sad. More than sad--it's tragic. If I had been blogging all my youth and adult life--journaling in the old days--I would have a detailed memoir of my life. So much of my earthly existence would be recorded and accessible. But it's not. Truly, you lose part of yourself when you don't keep records.<br />
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So--for the record--here's what I did today:<br />
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Went to Seminary at 6ish, hoping there wouldn't be four inches of snow to shovel off the sidewalk, like there was Sunday morning (except I don't have to shovel on Sundays). Bonus! No new snow.<br />
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Stayed in Cowley to prepare tomorrow's lesson, then drove to Powell to get the car tires rotated and the oil changed. There was an hour and a half wait--boring--and then I picked up some Christmas gifts from the clearance toy section of Lintons and filled the car up with gas ($2.97/gallon). Resisted buying a cinnamon roll at Maverick, although I was sorely tempted.<br />
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Got home about 11:30. Let Bear out of the kennel; threw in some laundry, read and sorted the mail. Changed clothes, ate some diet barley soup--I'm getting tired of that stuff--and took Bear out for a 3 mile run. Clarification: I drove the car, he ran beside it for three miles. It only got up to about 10* today.<br />
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Came home, did some online diaper shopping for a family in our ward with new twins, as well as for a replacement rack bottom rack for our dishwasher. Those things are ridiculously expensive. $175!! That's one-third the price of an entire new dishwasher. I found a gently-used one on Ebay for $67. Much more reasonable. Besides, it will match the gently-used upper rack.<br />
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Checked my email and found Elder Russell Roberts' weekly email, which always perks me up. Except this one made me feel slightly guilty for some less-than-optimistic comments about our coming ward boundary realignments. Repent, Mormon Mama!<br />
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Did some dinner prep, tried to take a nap--it lasted 13 minutes. Got on the elliptical for nearly an hour; I could sustain that because Rachell called shortly after I started and talking to her was a great distraction from the workout.<br />
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Wrote an email per Rachell's request for some life history info on me and Shane which she needs for her online history class. Shane got home from work; visited with him as I finished supper. We ate, read part of the Sunday school lesson for our FHE, went to Grandma's and visited with her for about an hour, came home, read the RootsTech talk by Sister Nielsen, am writing this and then plan to get ready for bed.<br />
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There we go. In 100 years will someone will find this interesting?Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-45882527561271979272010-06-28T08:17:00.005-06:002010-06-28T09:04:21.943-06:00Mormon HomecomingLast Christmas our entire Mormon family--four married sons, one married daughter, one unmarried son--united at home for Christmas. <div><br /></div><div>But they didn't all come home at once. <div><br /></div><div>Mormon son #1 and his family arrived first, via airline and with no unexpected interruptions to itinerary. Mormon son #2 had to work up until the day before Christmas Eve, so sent his family ahead on the plane to spend a week with our daughter-in-law's family and then meet up halfway with Mormon son #3 and wife, who drove them the rest of the way to our home. Mormon son #4 and his wife drove up a day earlier than expected, trying to get ahead of a predicted winter storm. Mormon daughter and husband couldn't get away ahead of above-mentioned storm, so they braved travel in the midst of it (not as bad as expected). Mormon son #5, still a teenager, was already home.<div><div><br /></div><div>When son #2 got to the airport in his distant city, ready to join the extended family who were now all gathered at the ancestral home, he discovered his flight was delayed, which caused him to miss a vital connection, which resulted in being stuck at another airport because all flights were cancelled by a storm which really <i>was</i> as bad as expected, which netted a night on the floor of the airport and jockeying for one of the few remaining seats on the last available flight and a last-minute homecoming on Christmas Eve.</div></div></div><div><br /></div><div>But, eventually and joyfully we were all reunited for a wonderful Mormon Christmas together.</div><div><br /></div><div>As Mormon Papa and I welcomed each and every child home, some at expected times, others earlier than planned and one at repeatedly delayed times, it occurred to me that this might in some tiny way be like the homecoming we will all experience one day to the Great Ancestral Home, our Eternal Father's home.</div><div><br /></div><div>Some of us will arrive Home after traveling the route pretty much as planned from the beginning and without major incident: happy childhood, pleasant and rewarding family life, death at right about the average mortality rate. Others will arrive after extended delay--perhaps life will stretch on what seems to us much too long. Some of our Eternal Father's children may come home earlier than expected: sometimes the good really do die young. And then there are God's children who take twists and turns throughout life that they never expected, never wanted, but which surprising paths have to be navigated anyway. </div><div><br /></div><div>Regardless the timing or tracking, we <b>will</b> eventually gather, each of us, one by one to our Heavenly Father's realm. Undoubtedly there will be anxious anticipation as those who arrive first wait and count and welcome with hugs of love and joy every returning family member, each in his own time.</div><div><br /></div><div>And the greatest joy of all will be knowing that we expended our greatest efforts to ensure that each of God's children for whom we bear responsibility arrived safely, faith in God and valiancy through life intact.</div><div><br /></div><div>In the words of the beautiful Mormon hymn,</div><div><br /></div><div><i>"Oh, what songs of the heart we shall sing all the day,</i></div><div><i>When again we assemble at home,</i></div><div><i>When we meet ne'er to part with the blest o'er the way,</i></div><div><i>There no more from our loved ones to roam!</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>Tho our rapture and bliss there's no song can express,</i></div><div><i>We will shout, we will sing o'er and o'er,</i></div><div><i>As we greet with a kiss, and with joy we caress</i></div><div><i>All our loved ones that passed on before.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>Oh, what songs we'll employ! Oh, what welcome we'll hear!</i></div><div><i>While our transports of love are complete,</i></div><div><i>As the heart swells with joy in embraces most dear</i></div><div><i>When our heavenly parents we meet!"</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i> </i> --Joseph L. Townsend</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-61302070510241784432009-10-26T07:12:00.009-06:002009-11-02T15:43:27.253-07:00Again and AgainThe other day my Mormon husband, Mormon son and I, Mormon Mom, raked leaves. And raked LEAVES. And RAKED LEAVES. AND RAKED LEAVES. I would go on, but I've run out of words to capitalize.<div><br /></div><div>You get the drift. And so did we, when the next wild Wyoming wind came up two minutes later and reminded me that we would be out there raking again sooner than I cared think about.<div><br /></div><div>I began pondering all the things in life that we do, and then have to re-do. And re-do.</div><div><br /></div><div>Make beds. Wash dishes. Vacuum floors. Fix meals. Get dressed. Go to work. Rake leaves.</div><div><br /></div><div>My kids used to argue the ridiculousness of making their beds every morning. After all, the same beds would just get unmade that night when they crawled back into them. In a way, they had a point, and I'm not talking about the ones on the tops of their little Mormon heads. Bed-making in and of itself is a rather futile exercise.</div><div><br /></div><div>What then is the value of repeating such mundane behaviors? I think it lies in what that repetition helps us become: </div><div><br /></div><div>Responsible.</div><div>Dependable.</div><div>Tidy.</div><div>Organized.</div><div>Patient.</div><div>Disciplined.</div><div><br /></div><div>It then follows that the repetition of much more meaningful things--prayer, scripture study, repentance--helps us become something even greater:</div><div><br /></div><div>Meek.</div><div>Humble.</div><div>Full of love.</div><div>Submissive to God.</div><div>Christ-like.</div><div><br /></div><div>In the words of Mormon Apostle Dallin H. Oaks,</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Verdana;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"The Final Judgment is not just an evaluation of a sum total of good and evil acts—what we have </span></i><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">done.</span></i></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> It is an acknowledgment of the final effect of our acts and thoughts—what we have </span></i><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">become.</span></i></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> It is not enough for anyone just to go through the motions. The commandments, ordinances, and covenants of the gospel are not a list of deposits required to be made in some heavenly account. The gospel of Jesus Christ is a plan that shows us how to become what our Heavenly Father desires us to become." </span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Verdana;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Verdana;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Verdana;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Practice makes permanent. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Verdana;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Verdana;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Verdana;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Verdana;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Verdana;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Verdana;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:medium;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div>Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-62250494953272115322009-10-11T14:00:00.004-06:002009-10-11T14:24:25.358-06:00Blessed by Mormon TeenagersThis is my tenth year teaching Seminary for the LDS Church. No, I am not one of those truly celestial teachers who arises before daybreak during the school year and, without compensation, teaches sleep-deprived teenagers the doctrines of the Bible, Book of Mormon and Latter-day scripture. I have a cushy job: I teach three classes daily to students who walk across the street from the high school to my small modular-classroom Seminary building and yes, I am paid for my efforts. So it's not been much of a sacrifice for either me or my students.<div><br /></div><div>The real blessing in this has not been the pay. The real blessing has been teaching and testifying to young people, as well as having them teach and testify to me, about eternal truths.</div><div><br /></div><div>Teenagers can be remarkably wonderful. For instance:</div><div><br /></div><div>When the high school history teacher was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor, the students prayed for him in every opening and closing prayer for the rest of the school year.</div><div><br /></div><div>This year, one young man runs over to the building every day in order to arrive first and hold the door for each student as they enter, smiling and greeting each one out of love, not assignment.</div><div><br /></div><div>A current freshman comes up to me after class every day to shake my hand, thank me for the lesson, and wish me a great day.</div><div><br /></div><div>Last year a young lady shared a scripture from the Apostle Paul as part of a devotional the year we studied the New Testament and told how she had read it the night before and it pricked her heart, teaching her she must do better. When I asked if that was how far she was in reading the New Testament for our course of study, she said, "Well, actually it's where I am on my <i>second</i> time through." And she lives in a home where no parental example leads the way in spiritual living.</div><div><br /></div><div>Not all Mormon teenagers are celestial--probably because their parents aren't. But the great majority I have taught respond to things of the Spirit, desire to be more Christlike, and are much, much better than I was as a teenager.</div><div><br /></div><div>And I am blessed by them.</div>Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-8703576646308357312009-08-24T08:06:00.007-06:002009-09-01T16:28:11.054-06:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Recently I noticed an interesting shop in a strip mall: "Eternal Ink: Tattoos and Body Piercings."</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I wonder if the shop's owner/operator realizes just </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">how</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> eternal tattoos and piercings, along with all our other actions, thoughts and words, can be?<br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The Bible clearly teaches that we will all experience Judgment Day. The Apostle John told what we will be judged by:</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:Times, serif;"></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:Times;font-size:medium;"><div class="verse" style="padding-bottom: 5px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><a name="12" style="color: rgb(64, 99, 157); "></a></span><div id="rev/20/12" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></div><div id="rev/20/12" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And I saw the dead</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, small and great, stand</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> before God; and the books were opened</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">: and another book was </span></i></span><span class="searchword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">opened</span></i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, which is the book</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> of life: and the dead </span></i></span><span class="searchword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">were judged </span></i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">out of those things which </span></i></span><span class="searchword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">were</span></i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> written in the </span></i></span><span class="searchword"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">books</span></i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, according to their works. (Revelation 20:12)</span></i></span></div><div id="rev/20/12" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></i></span></div><div id="rev/20/12" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Recently my Mormon daughter shared this quote from an early Latter-day Saint prophet and Church president, John Taylor.</span></span></div><div id="rev/20/12" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div id="rev/20/12" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">"Man sleeps the sleep of death but the spirit lives where the record of his deeds is kept--that does not die--man cannot kill it. . . by and by he rises again from the dead and goes to judgment, and then the secret thoughts of all men are revealed before Him with whom we have to do; we cannot hide them. . . . If a man has acted fraudulently against his neighbor--has committed murder, or adultery, or anything else, and wants to cover it up, that record will stare him in the face. . . . that record is written that cannot lie--in the tablets of his own mind--that record will in that day be unfolded before God and angels who shall sit as judges."</span></span></div><div id="rev/20/12" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div id="rev/20/12" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And from a latter-day Apostle, Elder Bruce R. McConkie:</span></span></div><div id="rev/20/12" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div id="rev/20/12" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">"In a real though figurative sense, the book of life is the record of the acts of men as such record is written in their own bodies. It is the record engraved on the very bones, sinews, and flesh of the mortal body. That is, every thought, word, and deed has an effect on the human body; all these leave their marks, marks which can be read by Him who is Eternal as easily as the words in a book can be read. . . . When the book of life is opened in the day of judgment, men's bodies will show what law they have lived. . . . the account of their obedience or disobedience will be written in their bodies."</span></span></div><div id="rev/20/12" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div id="rev/20/12" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Talk about eternal ink.</span></span></div></div></span></div>Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-20600652563496203762009-08-06T11:32:00.005-06:002009-08-07T06:04:50.510-06:00Mormon HymnsA gentleman (church affiliation unknown) recently told me that he would join the Methodist church, except that their hymns are dull. "The Baptists have the best hymns," he declared.<div><br /></div><div>I don't know if he's sung any Mormon hymns, and perhaps he shares Gladys Knight's dismay about Mormon hymn-singing, but I for one love Mormon hymns. From young childhood, I'm drawn to singing the hymns of the Mormon Church not just because of the music, but also because of the thought-provoking lyrics.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mormon lyrics are not just beautiful, they are true doctrine, and hence, powerful. My appreciation for the light those words provide continues to grow as I continue to sing and ponder them. </div><div><br /></div><div>It has occurred to me that some of the best of those verses, unfortunately, don't fit in the alloted space between the treble and bass clefs, and thus relegated to the "basement," are unfortunately forgotten.</div><div><br /></div><div>Consider the following "forgotten" lines and tell me if you can't feel doctrine melting your heart and opening your mind.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"May we who know the sacred Name</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">From every sin depart.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Then will the Spirit's constant flame</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Preserve us pure in heart."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">(vs. 4, "Sweet Is the Peace the Gospel Brings," LDS Hymnbook, hymn #14)</span><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"When through the deep waters I call thee to go,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">The rivers of sorrow shall not thee o'erflow.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I will not, I cannot, desert to his foes;</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I'll never, no never, no never forsake!"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">(vv. 4 and 7, "How Firm a Foundation," hymn #85)</span><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"He looks! and ten thousands of angels rejoice,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">And myriads wait for his word;</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">He speaks! and eternity, filled with his voice,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Re-echoes the praise of the Lord."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>(v. 6, "Redeemer of Israel," hymn #6)<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>And finally, three of my favorite, all of them sacrament hymns:</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"In word and deed he doth require</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">My will to his, like son to sire,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Be made to bend, and I, as son,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Learn conduct from the Holy One."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"> (v.4, "God Loved Us, So He Sent His Son," hymn #187)</span></span><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"He died, and at the awful sight</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; white-space: pre;">The sun in shame withdrew its light!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; white-space: pre;">Earth trembled, and all nature sighed</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; white-space: pre;">In dread response, 'A God has died.'"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">(v.5, "Behold the Great Redeemer Die," hymn #191)</span><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"How great, how glorious, how complete,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; white-space: pre;">Redemption's grand design,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; white-space: pre;">Where justice, love, and mercy meet</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; white-space: pre;">In harmony divine!"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> </span>(</span>v.6, "How Great the Wisdom and the Love," hymn #195)<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Next time you open a hymnbook, sing big, but sing reflectively. Ponder the powerful truths the hymns teach. Let them sink into your heart and move you toward Christ, the real author of all inspired music.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-33304113368134336132009-07-28T09:59:00.004-06:002009-07-28T10:19:36.957-06:00Quantum Theory and FamiliesQuantum theory tells us that every point in the universe is intimately connected to every other point, regardless of apparent distance. To substantiate this theory, scientists point to experiments with a human observer, in which subatomic particles behave differently from the way they behave when the experiment is unobserved while in progress and the results are examined after the fact. <div><br /></div><div>What does all this mean? Only that the interconnectedness of every point in the universe is so complete that if an enormous flock of birds bursts into flight from a marsh in Spain, the disturbance of the air caused by their wings will contribute to weather changes in Los Angeles.</div><div><br /></div><div>Transfer that theory to human relationships, especially <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">family</span> relationships. If a mother kneels in prayer for her child, does her behavior--her faith--substantially impact that child's choices?</div><div><br /></div><div>If a father exercises faith by honoring his priesthood--being faithful as a home teacher, steady in scripture study, and conscientious in his callings--will his son's own priesthood development be influenced?</div><div><br /></div><div>If children choose obedience to inspired parental counsel, will their paths in lives end up at a different and more blessed destination?</div><div><br /></div><div>Does parental faith protect and beatify generations to come?</div><div><br /></div><div>Applying the principles of quantum physics, the answer is yes. Perhaps that's why the Lord, in the Book of Mormon, tells parents they "must repent, and be baptized, and humble themselves as their little children, and they shall<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> all</span> be saved."</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-2367186148862688682009-07-15T17:24:00.008-06:002009-07-15T17:55:12.288-06:00Something New Under Every Sun<div>I love Mormon motherhood in all its stages. Being the mother of a baby was especially wondrous. Every time I opened the door to get a baby or toddler out of bed after a night's sleep or afternoon nap, seeing that little face lighting up at the sight of me never got old. Every time, it was a fresh, new pleasure and made motherhood worth it.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Even my older children recognized the joy of that experience, hence the squabbles over who could race to the room fast enough to snatch the baby out of the crib. </div><div><br /></div>Recently one of my Mormon sons asked why I hadn't been posting for these many months. To be honest, holiday preparations overcame me, and when I finally got around to thinking about another post--I couldn't think of what to say. <div><br /></div><div>Centuries ago the writer of Ecclesiastes said "There is nothing new under the sun." I confess that as I considered this Mormon-centered blog, I began to think there was nothing new for me to say about the Gospel of Jesus Christ and the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. After all, ten thousands of people have opined on that subject.</div><div><br /></div><div>But there is something new, and I have recently realized what it is: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">my</span> daily experience with Gospel living. </div><div><br /></div><div>Every time I open up scriptures to ponder and study, I have new experiences with insights, understandings and motivation.</div><div><br /></div><div>Every time I open up the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Ensign</span> magazine to read the words of latter-day prophets, I am newly taught and inspired--even when I've read those words many times.</div><div><br /></div><div>Each humble prayer produces new love for a wise, merciful and always-responsive Father, and I am once again awed by the magnificent gift of love in his Son.</div><div><br /></div><div>In the Mormon Church, we refer to Christ's gospel as "The New and Everlasting Covenant." Even though that covenant has been around since before the earth was formed, it is always new to one who races eagerly to pick it up and interact.</div><div><br /></div><div>My apologies to Mr. Ecclesiastes, but I think there <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">is</span> something new under the sun: the always-fresh newness of the New and Everlasting Covenant, which makes every day worth living. </div>Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-32675739737328717172008-10-24T15:40:00.004-06:002008-11-03T08:16:02.339-07:00Blessed by Traditional MarriageI don't live in California, but I watch with great concern the battle there over the definition of marriage. As I have studied the issue of traditional marriage vs. same-sex marriage and the ramifications of both, I feel to share--as a Mormon wife and a Mormon mom--my deep feelings regarding marriage.<br /><br />This November my husband and I celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary. What I always believed about the responsibilities of men and women in marriage and parenting has simply been reaffirmed and strengthened in my marital experience of 30 years.<br /><br />Men and women are different. They each possess qualities unique to their sex which build and strengthen the marriage relationship. They complement and enhance each other. Children need ALL those qualities for optimum growth and nurturing. While there are single parents who have raised great kids, the IDEAL is a man and a woman, a mother and a father, each contributing their God-given qualities in the best interests of their kids. And face it, while we all know that <span style="font-style: italic;">ideal</span> is not always available, it certainly is always preferred. In what other area of life do we not seek for the ideal?<br /><br />I'm grateful for a husband who demonstrates manliness in the highest sense of the word, who has faithfully provided for and protected me and our children. I'm thankful my children have a father who accepts and performs the tasks of fatherhood lovingly and valiantly.<br /><br />So far, fifteen lives have been strengthened and blessed by traditional marriage, and my greatest hope is that that number goes on eternally.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-70988895062390694482008-09-21T19:31:00.002-06:002008-09-21T19:59:05.191-06:00My Body is a TempleWe Mormons have a unique perspective regarding our mortal bodies, and that comes from the Mormon doctrine that our Heavenly Father has a body of flesh and bones. <br /><br />Tangible, but not mortal, God is not a personage of spirit, but a glorified, exalted, celestial Man with a resurrected and glorified body in which His eternal spirit dwells.<br /><br />Because He loves us and has a plan for our eternal happiness, our Father in Heaven sent us, His spirit children, to earth to obtain mortal bodies through which we would be tried and tested to see if we will keep His commandments. Eventually we will all die--our spirit separating from our body for a while--but because of Christ's atonement and resurrection, all mankind will eventually be resurrected as well, the spirit and body to never again separate. Those who choose to follow God's plan and keep His commandments will not just rise from the dead with resurrected bodies, but with glorified, exalted and celestial bodies. <br /><br />Even though these mortal dwellings of our spirits are imperfect and corruptible, the bodies we've been blessed with house our spirits and are God's sacred creation. Wise and grateful Mormons respect their bodies as gifts from God. Our body is the instrument of our spirit, and our challenge here is to make our body the best we can, and to use it as wisely and obediently as possible.<br /><br />The wise and righteous use of our body includes how we display it for the rest of the world to see. Clothing that is too short, too tight, and too revealing in any way mocks the sacredness of the body and affronts our God. Tattoos, body piercings, and even too many piercings in the ears both disfigure and call inappropriate attention to a sacred gift. Photos of ourselves or our children that are placed where all the world can see them should accurately reflect the respect and esteem we have for our bodies, by being modest and promoting the sacred joy we have in these bodies.<br /><br />It is not that Mormons are not grateful for our bodies, nor is it that we do not think them beautiful gifts from a divine Father. Modesty itself is a public statement as to just how grateful we are for the precious gift of our physical bodies. How we treat our bodies is a reflection of just how grateful we truly are.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-84390522297412766182008-09-14T18:14:00.002-06:002008-09-14T18:34:44.931-06:00Called of GodFaithful Mormon parents raise their sons with the expectation that, when they turn nineteen, those worthy sons will be called as part of the missionary force the Savior instituted when he said, "Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature" (Mark 16:15).<br /><br />Shortly after our third son received his call to serve in South America, a friend not of our faith, grandfather to our boy's good friend, asked if we knew yet where said son would be going.<br /><br />When I told him the nation that would be our son's home for the next two years, the grandpa asked, "Does the missionary get to pick where he wants to go? How does that get decided?"<br /><br />I ventured to answer honestly: "We believe the missionary is called by God through inspiration."<br /><br />With a look of slight impatience on his face, this man responded, "Right. How do they <span style="font-style: italic;">really</span> decide?"<br /><br />As Mormons we share many of the same Christian doctrines as our friends of other faiths. However, if there is one thing that truly sets us apart, it could well be that we really DO believe that in Christ's church, men and women are called by God, through the Spirit of prophecy, to serve the Lord in His Kingdom.<br /><br />When the Savior asked his disciples who people said that he was, Peter declared with certitude, "Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God" (see Matthew 16:15-19). The Savior then stated two great truths:<br /><br />First, "Blessed art thou, Simon Bar-jona . . ."--it is a blessing to feel the inspiration of heaven revealing truth to our souls; and second, "for flesh and blood hath not revealed it unto thee, but my Father which is in heaven"--there is a power beyond mortal might which will teach truth to the honest seeker.<br /><br />Heavenly Father wants his children to know, to experience, truth. Whether the truth has to do with the field of labor for a new missionary, or how to organize and run a local congregation, men and women who are called of God can have the gift of prophecy. That is a great blessing all of us can tap into.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-87162001070828563892008-08-17T18:55:00.002-06:002008-08-17T19:23:22.100-06:00Good PeopleRecently we had the privilege of taking a cruise to Alaska. The ship was a veritable small town of people--over 2000 passengers, more than 1000 crew members.<br /><br />On our first day at sea we struck up a conversation at the lunch table with a couple from Manhattan, NY. They were warm, friendly, intelligent, and patriotic. They loved America; they loved people; they were committed to serving this country in return for the many privileges America had given them.<br /><br />The husband had served in World War II, then went to college, eventually receiving a PhD from Columbia University. He taught at the university level at a handful of prestigious schools, then was tapped by President Ronald Reagan to head up the Federal Executives Institute, a program designed to teach the heads of federal agencies effective management practices. Eventually he helped take the program to the international level. After retirement he turned his energies to volunteer work focusing on refurbishing and maintaining monuments honoring soldiers and sailors who gave their lives in the Civil War.<br /><br />The wife was a professional singer, a professional watercolorist, and held three Masters degrees: one in the arts, one in counseling, and one in theology. Her love for and pride in her husband was obvious, as was her warm interest in people.<br /><br />We saw these new friends later during the cruise and traded email addresses, promising to keep in touch. And not only do we plan to, we look forward to it. <br /><br />In addition to seeing whales up close and personal, viewing breathtaking glaciers, and experiencing the overwhelming beauty of Alaska, a highlight of our trip was connecting with these people. We learned again that, despite wide differences in life experiences, locale, and cultural backgrounds, we have much in common with all of God's children. Among that vast number are many virtuous, lovely, and uplifting individuals who are living lives of decency and service. It was a privilege and a blessing to be reminded of that truth.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-36887941518632122862008-07-29T08:46:00.002-06:002008-07-29T09:04:58.182-06:00A Daughter Who KnowsA once-in-a-lifetime family event happened a week ago: our only daughter was married. It was a wonderful day, made that way because of a lifetime of good choices made by a wonderful girl.<br /><br />May I pay tribute to this wonderful woman, my daughter Rachell?<br /><br />Nearly a year ago, Julie B. Back, now General President of the Relief Society of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, gave a powerful address entitled "Mothers Who Know." As I have reflected on the qualities of such women Sister Beck described, I've realized that my daughter epitomizes them, young as she is. Using a few of Sister Beck's points, I'll tell you what I mean.<br /><br />"Mothers who know desire to bear children." Not only have marriage and children long been a desire for Rachell, she has prepared herself for those opportunities. Unafraid of the challenges the world throws our way that would discourage successful marriages and families, Rachell understands that "children--not possessions, not position, not prestige--are our greatest jewels."<br /><br />"Mothers who know honor sacred ordinances and covenants." Rachell has always honored these holy things, dressing carefully for Church meetings; sacrificing to attend the temple; and faithfully fulfilling Church callings.<br /><br />"Mothers who know are nurturers. . . . . Another word for nurturing is homemaking . . . including cooking, washing clothes and dishes, and keeping an orderly home." Once when Rachell was still in grade school, I left for a day of shopping with a grandma and cousin. Rachell was not invited along. Instead of moping, she went to work, and when I got home, she had cleaned the entire house, done laundry, and fixed meals for her brothers and dad. At the time not even 12, she still values and practices that kind of nurturing.<br /><br />"Mother who know are leaders." Sometimes leaders have to stand alone, and Rachell did that, not without some anxiety and tears, but always faithfully, through her teenaged years. Rachell led out in keeping Gospel standards, including dating standards, scripture study, modesty in dress and behavior.<br /><br />"Mothers who know are teachers." Shortly after the return of our most recently-returned missionary son, our family was discussing the Atonement of Jesus Christ. Rachell taught some profound insights about the Atonement. Her brother asked, "Where did you learn that?" She said, "In my personal scripture study." He was amazed--he hadn't learned it until halfway through his mission, and his little sister four years younger than he had gleaned it on her own and was now teaching it to others.<br /><br />"Latter-day Saint women should be the very best in the world at upholding, nurturing, and protecting families." Rachell will do, in fact is doing, this very thing. Even though I am her mother, I am humbled and grateful to follow her example. <br /><br />I love her very much.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-20201315069023010412008-07-13T20:38:00.002-06:002008-07-13T21:29:55.715-06:00FruitsAs Mormons, we are counseled by our church leaders to read the scriptures daily. As Mormon parents, we are counseled to read not only personally, but with our children. We are especially encouraged to make family study of the Book of Mormon a daily and lifelong pursuit.<br /><br />Wanting to be obedient, we tried hard to follow that counsel but getting a routine going was tough. We'd just feel like we were on a roll when something would happen to upset the schedule applecart: school would start, or school would end; new baby would arrive, or the chain-reaction childhood illnesses would begin and make their month-long runs through six kids. It was tough.<br /><br />Then our oldest kids hit the Dreary Wasteland of tween-age hood, the end of innocence. Sibling bickering increased. After-school sports and activities ballooned the family calendar. Tension over doing homework--not to mention handing in said homework--escalated. Things got tougher.<br /><br />And then we were reminded of this prophetic promise:<br /><br />"I feel certain that if, in our homes, parents will read from the Book of Mormon prayerfully and regularly, both by themselves and with their children, the spirit of that great book will come to permeate our homes and all who dwell therein. The spirit of reverence will increase; mutual respect and consideration for each other will grow. The spirit of contention will depart. Parents will counsel their children in greater love and wisdom. Children will be more responsive and submissive to the counsel of their parents. Righteousness will increase. Faith, hope, and charity—the pure love of Christ—will abound in our homes and lives, bringing in their wake peace, joy, and happiness" (Elder Marion G. Romney)<br /><br />We bought inexpensive copies of the Book of Mormon, kept the stack next to the dining room table, and tried again. Breakfast time became scripture reading time. And this go around, it stuck. We first finished the Book of Mormon as a family in 1990, and in the next 17 years finished it eight more times, just reading a few minutes each day. Sure enough, the promises of prophets came to pass. Mutual respect and consideration grew; the spirit of contention departed; loving counsel and responsiveness to that counsel increased--just like Elder Romney said it would.<br /><br />At the conclusion of the Sermon on the Mount, the Savior gave this great measure by which we can judge the goodness of anyone, anything: <br /><br /> <div class="verse"><a name="16"></a> <div id="matt/7/16" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)">"Ye shall know them by their <sup></sup>fruits. Do men gather grapes of thorns, or figs of thistles? </div> </div> <div class="verse"><a name="17"></a> <div id="matt/7/17" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"> Even so every good tree bringeth forth good fruit; but a <sup></sup>corrupt tree bringeth forth<span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span> evil fruit. </div> </div> <div class="hilite"> <div class="verse"><a name="18"></a> <div id="matt/7/18" onclick="return toggleMarked(event, this)"> A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span> </span>a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit" (Matthew 7:16-18)<br /><br />The Book of Mormon is a true and good tree. Our family knows this, because the fruits are good.<br />Anyone who will give it an honest try will taste the same fruit.<br /></div> </div> </div>Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-47747095532396926712008-07-06T22:35:00.002-06:002008-07-06T22:54:32.986-06:00Testing, TestingBruce C. Hafen, a member of the First Quorum of the Seventy for the Mormon Church, shared the following:<br /><br />“[Several years ago I watched] a close friend my age decline physically from multiple sclerosis. I had seen him gradually lose his ability to walk, to stand, and then to sit. During the stage when he was fully bedridden, his wife passed away from cancer. His family wheeled him into her funeral on a mobile bed. . . . ("Reason, Faith, and the Things of Eternity,“ Elder Bruce C. Hafen, Provo, Utah: Maxwell Institute Speech, March 21, 2008.)"<br /><br />In bumping along the roadway of mortality, I‘ve learned that every one of us struggles with trials and tests, some of them physical and just as dramatic and sobering as the above.<br /><br />For others, the trials fall under the categories of marriage; children; finances; living with the consequences of our sins; the death of a loved one; or being in the world but not of the world. The category of heartache may vary, but the reality of difficulties is certain.<br /><br />What do we do with our inevitable trials? I don’t know the detailed answers for each of you. But I know One who does.<br /><br />Remember John the Baptist? His mission was unique and awesome: prepare the way for the Messiah, making a people ready to receive the Son of God. John taught with power and baptized many.<br /><br />In the face of John’s valiant efforts, an account in Matthew 11 is a little perplexing. The Baptist had spent a year imprisoned by King Herod, whom John had publicly criticized for his unlawful marriage.<br /><br />“Now when John had heard in the prison the works of Christ, he sent two of his disciples, <br /><br />“And said unto him, Art thou he that should come, or do we look for another? <br /><br />“Jesus answered and said unto them, Go and shew John again those things which ye do hear and see: <br /><br />“The blind receive their sight, and the lame walk, the lepers are cleansed, and the deaf hear, the dead are raised up, and the poor have the gospel preached to them” (Matthew 11:2-5).<br /><br />What’s going on? Why would John, the great Preparer of the Way, send two of his disciples to ask Jesus if he were the promised Messiah? After all, this was a man who had been filled with the Holy Ghost from the womb. Was his testimony slipping, or was he jealous of Christ’s growing ministry and his own waning one?<br /><br />Neither.<br /><br />The imprisoned prophet hoped this encounter with Christ would persuade his followers to forsake him and follow Jesus. John knew what a personal experience with the Savior could do.<br /><br />Allow me to point you to Christ. Why? For the same reason John sent the people to Christ: seeing the Master and hearing his teachings lead us to the greater light we all desperately need, whether we are enduring the daily dullness of life or battling through excruciating periods of personal adversity<br /><br />Where will we find this Christ we must all seek? In the scriptures. In the words of Latter-day prophets. In the promptings of the still, small voice of the Holy Ghost which come as answers to prayers. Christ will be found there. I know that, because I find Him there, and with the finding, my burdens become easier to bear.<br /><br />Go find him.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-61201501791171353342008-05-18T17:12:00.003-06:002008-05-19T05:19:15.918-06:00When my kids were young, and burst into the house to unexpectedly find me washing windows or scrubbing walls, their first question was "Who's coming to visit?" I'm not the world's worst housekeeper and could have taken offense at that (and usually did), but truth be told, unlike the homes of great housekeepers, my windows and walls only got serious cleaning attention when pressure (think: out-of town visitors) was on.<br /><br />However, I did like my house to <span style="font-style: italic;">appear</span> clean (think: whited sepulcher), and with my six little Mormon children constantly running in, out and around it, I was somewhat uptight about trying to maintain what mediocre housekeeping I did manage to do. And when my mostly-male family members showed a marked indifference to my cleaning efforts, I responded . . . negatively.<br /><br />I remind myself of another woman who fussed and fretted about housecleaning and food-prep for visitors. Her name was Martha, and she too was frustrated and irked by a family member who failed to pitch in. Instead, sister Mary chose to spend her time with One she loved even more than a clean house, sitting at His feet and listening to Him, being spiritually fed, taught and strengthened.<br /><br />When Martha in her cumbered crankiness complained of Mary's choice, the Savior gently corrected her, saying "Martha, Martha, thou art careful and troubled about many things: But one thing is needful: and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her."<br /><br />It's a matter of priorities. Clean houses are important; after all, the same Savior said "My house is a house of order, and not a house of confusion." But every Mormon mom knows that a clean house is temporary, and is soon taken away from her. Only one thing is needful. When our mortal life has ended and we stand before that same Lord at the judgment bar, the only thing to matter will be whether we have chosen, out of all the good things mortality offers, the <span style="font-weight: bold;">better</span> part.<br /><br />Sitting at the Savior's feet through scripture study and prayer, devotedly and daily learning from Him what our priorities should be, is the best first choice for all of us. That choice will then lead to inspired uses of the rest of our time, and only then will eternal blessings follow which shall not be taken away from us.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-25142925945761829742008-04-20T21:31:00.004-06:002008-04-20T22:41:42.753-06:00GiftsWhat's better than getting a gift? Giving one!<br /><br />My Mormon husband just gave each of our grown sons copies of a book he read them in their youth, a book that enthralled them, inspired them, and even made them cry. He wanted them to have their own copies so they could re-experience that joy through re-reading that story.<br /><br />Of all the gifts a perfect father could give his child, what would be the very best gift? I would answer "that which brings the most joy." And what if that gift was something that could be experienced over, and over, and over again?<br /><br />I have experienced moments of great joy in my life. But for unalloyed joy, joy available to every soul, I recommend <span style="font-style: italic;">repentance</span>.<br /><br />If one truly has faith in Jesus Christ, one will act upon one of His most repeated requests--to repent. Our tragic refusal to repent, besides evidence of insufficient faith in Him, is rejection of a supernal gift no other being can give, a gift that can be accepted only individually.<br /><br />I give you my witness that there is nothing more important than doing all one can to repent of sin, and nothing more overwhelming and soul-changing than the peace, joy and purity of God's forgiveness. The cleanliness that follows will empower you like nothing else can.<br /><br />I echo President Boyd K. Packer: "I readily confess that I would find no peace, neither happiness nor safety, in a world without repentance. I do not know what I should do if there were no way for me to erase my mistakes. The agony would be more than I could bear."<br /><br />May we all fall to our knees, begging for guidance as to what to repent of and how to best do it. Our Loving Father is waiting to give the Gift.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-21052589123448013572008-04-13T20:38:00.002-06:002008-04-13T21:00:12.140-06:00Jump InConfidence. Trust. Reliance.<br /><br />These are synonyms for "faith," and as Mormons, we believe that the first principle of the gospel is faith in the Lord Jesus Christ.<br /><br />When I was a little girl and afraid of water (one of my zillion fears), my dad would stand in the swimming pool, I would stand at the edge, and he would exercise his best powers of persuasion, enticing me to exercise my confidence, trust, and reliance on him by jumping into the water. The promise was that he would be there to reach out and grab me, saving me from certain death by drowning. <br /><br />Faith, confidence, trust and reliance all hint at something more than belief: they move beyond simple belief into the arena of action. In order to exhibit my faith in my dad, I had to jump in. In order to exhibit faith in Jesus Christ, one also has to act. In reality, faith is more a verb than a noun.<br /><br />Personally, faith in Christ means the willingness to do what he asks all his followers to do-- repent, forgive, serve, and obey.<br /><br />As a mother, faith in Christ means the willingness to raise my children (God's children, on loan for a while) <span style="font-weight: bold;">his</span> way, not my way. I begin by first having those children. Then I have the faith to set the world aside and focus on them, my most important task in life. In that focusing I teach them to pray; to love the scriptures; to love each other; to do all the things, on a child's scale, the Savior expects from all of us. And as they absorb these teachings, they begin to love the Lord and exercise personal faith in him.<br /><br />I'm grateful for Mormon parents who taught me faith in Christ. I'm grateful for my children, who are teaching their children the same. And I'm grateful for the Savior, who gives us the great invitation to jump in, trusting that He is there to reach out and save us.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-52140698333444847102008-03-23T18:09:00.006-06:002008-03-23T21:42:06.965-06:00Easter--Sweet the JoyHave you ever touched a dead person?<br /><br />I have. Once.<br /><br />Before my Mormon father's funeral I touched his hands as his body lay in the open casket. Dad died several days before, and that touch was silent but physical testimony that he was gone. <span style="font-style: italic;"></span>Cold. Waxy. Dead. Not sophisticated adjectives, but in this case, momentous.<br /><br />What I touched at that moment, what I saw in that casket was only the shell of my father. The living part of him, his spirit, had departed that physical body which now lay lifeless before me. The physical proof provided by that touch startled me.<br /><br />In an instant, my appreciation for the doctrine of the Resurrection leaped from the realm of a bystander's gratitude into deep, personal, experiential thanksgiving for our Savior Jesus Christ and His central role in Heavenly Father's plan for our happiness.<br /><br />While Heavenly Father will grant exaltation only to those who choose it (see March 9 blog), the gift of a universal resurrection is free to every single person ever born into this world. Even the most God-hating human will receive that most-graciously given gift.<br /><br />Following each of our resurrections, you will be you; I will be me; my dad will be my dad; all of us in our own--but perfected--bodies. As the Book of Mormon prophet Alma testified, "The soul shall be restored to the body, and the body to the soul; yea, and every limb and joint shall be restored to its body . . . all things restored to their proper and perfect frame."<br /><br />One day, I will again be encircled in the warm, living, loving arms of my resurrected dad. All because of the resurrection of the Lord Jesus Christ.<br /><br />"Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives: I know that my Redeemer lives."Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-59358576789233800072008-03-09T19:50:00.005-06:002008-03-09T20:23:19.588-06:00What's Cookin'? You ChooseOne of my college roommates was a home economics major, and I was astounded at all the chemistry classes she had to take. Turns out that in the kitchen, much of what makes a particular cooked or baked good <span style="font-style: italic;">good</span>, is following certain rules of chemistry.<br /><br />I don't come anywhere near understanding those rules. Why can you mix butter, eggs, sugar, milk and flour, put it in a hot oven, and produce a solid that stays solid? But if you leave out the flour, you get a semi-solid? What's magic about flour? The rules behind these results defy my understanding.<br /><br />However, I've learned when cooking to obey the rules.<br /><br />There are other rules out there that also result in certain outcomes. Pick your field--economics, physics, mental health, business--they all operate in the realm of rules.<br /><br />So does our Heavenly Father. And contained within the Gospel of His Son, Jesus Christ, are rules for success. We call them commandments. Keep the rule or commandment, and you can count on certain results. Happy results. Break the rule, and misery is sure to follow. As a Book of Mormon prophet succinctly states it, "wicked never was happiness."<br /><br />Why do these commandments work? Usually, God doesn't tell us. He just says do it. Magic? No. God just knows all the rules, and in spiritual things, success equals happiness, which comes from keeping those rules.<br /><br />As Mormons we believe that through the Atonement of Christ all mankind may be saved, if we keep the rules--including the little rule about applying Christ's atoning blood by repenting of<br />all those times we ignore/disregard/flagrantly break God's rules.<br /><br />Want happiness? Ask a member of the Mormon Church--the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints--about the rules that produce it.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-91921620942972440482008-03-02T19:11:00.004-07:002008-03-02T19:45:53.231-07:00All May BeBecause I was a stay-at-home mom and money was tight, I gave my own children piano lessons. The more children I had, the less stellar became my teaching. My oldest two children got the best quality instruction, with things deteriorating in descending order through subsequent kids. Interestingly, however, the child who today is the best pianist is one who received the fewest (and poorest) lessons.<br /><br />She was not necessarily the most gifted or suited for musicianship, but because she had the greatest interest in actually practicing and playing the piano, she now reigns supreme of my offspring on the piano. Because she <span style="font-style: italic;">chose </span>to learn, she did.<br /><br />One of the great eternal principles taught in the Book of Mormon is the principle of agency. Repeatedly that book of scripture teaches that the eternal reward we eventually reap is up to us. Phrases like "<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">whosoever </span><span class="searchword">will</span> come <span class="searchword">may</span> come and partake of the waters of life freely" and "whosoever <span class="searchword">will</span> <span class="searchword">may</span> walk therein and be saved" make it clear that personal choice is key.<br /><br />Other phrases, like "then shall the wicked be cast out . . . because <span class="searchword">they</span> <span class="searchword">would</span> <span class="searchword">not</span> hearken unto the voice of the Lord" express the sad truth that some of God's children will actually <span style="font-style: italic;">choose </span>not to return to Him.<br /><br />These teachings underscore a larger, overarching Mormon belief: through the Atonement of Christ, all mankind may be saved. <span style="font-style: italic;">May be</span>, not because there is a question of Christ's power to save, but because there is a question as to <span style="font-style: italic;">whom</span> of the <span style="font-style: italic;">all </span>will choose eternal salvation. While not all WILL BE saved, all COULD BE saved.<br /><br />Play the piano or not: the choice is ours. Gain eternal salvation or not: the choice is ours.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478534501660656501.post-68637230469127657902008-02-24T17:40:00.016-07:002008-02-24T18:19:52.707-07:00Their Own SinsI have a friend who once belonged to a church which had two cemeteries--one for those who had been baptized, and one for everyone else.<br /><br />My friend was serving as a secretary in the parish organization, and one day at a meeting the pastor mentioned the upcoming burial of a baby born to church members. The infant died without being baptized, and the pastor stated the baby could not be buried in the cemetery for the "saved."<br /><br />Despite having been a member of this particular church her entire life, this woman was suddenly struck by the error of this practice. She spoke up: "That's wrong." Everyone turned to her, shocked at her outburst. When the minister remonstrated, citing the doctrine of original sin, she said, "I can't be part of a church that condemns innocent babies." And with that, she walked out, never to return.<br /><br />The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints--the Mormons--believe that men and women will be punished for their own sins, and not for Adam's transgression. Further, the Book of Mormon teaches that little children are not capable of committing sin. They are beneficiaries of Christ's atonement, and to deny them that is to deny the mercies of Christ.<br /><br />Anyone who has held a newborn infant; anyone who has spent any time with a little child; anyone who looks into the faces of such innocents knows in their heart that God is more merciful than to banish such from His presence for lack of baptism. <br /><br />Back to my friend. After moving into a new neighborhood, she became friends with a neighbor who invited her to learn more about <span style="font-style: italic;">her</span> church--the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. My friend was leery, having heard dubious things about the "Mormons." But she agreed to be taught, and all hesitation vanished upon learning this critical doctrine: that we will be held accountable for our own sins, not for others' transgressions. That babies are not held accountable for the sins of their parents, however many generations away those parents may be.<br /><br />That God is great, and kind, and good, and fair.Mormon Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15425560792153732462noreply@blogger.com0