President Monson, in the April 1992 General Conference spoke on gratitude of mothers, fathers, teachers, friends, country, and Savior in his talk "An Attitude of Gratitude".
He wrote of teachers as such: The teacher not only shapes the expectations and ambitions of pupils; the teacher also influences their attitudes toward their future and themselves. If the teacher loves the students and has high expectations of them, their self-confidence will grow, their capabilities will develop, and their future will be assured.
If life is the greatest teacher, I would say I have received an amazing lesson. But lessons are only effective if the learner is engaged and willing to learn. Thankfully, I have been an eager learner with regards to my health and possible cancer. Often I received a message of hope of good tidings from friends and even strangers.
Many have even mentioned that they can not believe that we are doing so well regardless of what stormy weather seems to be pounding upon us. I think my secret is two fold: good attitude and gratitude.
When I asked Becky to marry me, I promised I would make her laugh at least once every day. Although I have not been perfect at my goal, I would say that there have only been a few days in our married life that I have not accomplished it (most of those were days that I was out of town.) Finding humor in life has been key for me.
But it was not until recently that I truly found how powerful gratitude can be. I heard recently in a talk that we should try to offer a prayer that is filled with gratitude and does not ask for anything. That attitude has permeated my being and I feel truly grateful for so many of life's little quirks. Sorrows look sweeter, grief is easier to bear, and life is not so easily taken for granted.
If all that I receive from my cancer scare is deeper joy and understanding I will be eternally grateful. I would think my greatest blessing at this time is that I can see blessings a little easier. It is in that way that Christ has taken my burdens and made them light. May I be a profitable servant who lives with an attitude of gratitude.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
Cumulous Nimbus
I knew that I would have good days and bad days. I was not ready for a rough day to happen today. The frustration of insurance, the worry of money, the realization that my actions (even if not meant) are affecting others, the fitful sleep, the sour orange, have all gotten me a little down today.
I had a horrible time sleeping last night. Waking up more times than I care to count, thinking about my insurance. Worried that they are not paying for everything. It really is a silly thing to get to me, but I guess I have let it get to me today.
So, in the effort to keep my chin up I brought some wonderful, sweet oranges to work. Thinking it was a better choice than the fudge someone brought, I carefully peeled it so as not to get it on my white dress shirt. Smelling the fragrant aroma my mouth was watering. Slowly I took my first expectant bite....ouch. It bit back. The orange was so sour I couldn't even finish the first bite. Since that was a complete bomb I went to wash my hands. As I was drying off, I noticed that my tie was now wet. Guess I washed more than my hands. Ugh...
It sure is funny how there are days that we "carry our own weather." It seems that when I am down that the storms of life billow up a little taller.
In an effort to stay out of my own rain...I ended up eating a piece of fudge. Of course it wasn't what I really wanted, but it was better than a sour orange. For the rest of the day...not sure. Guess I will have to see what I can do to change my weather station.
I had a horrible time sleeping last night. Waking up more times than I care to count, thinking about my insurance. Worried that they are not paying for everything. It really is a silly thing to get to me, but I guess I have let it get to me today.
So, in the effort to keep my chin up I brought some wonderful, sweet oranges to work. Thinking it was a better choice than the fudge someone brought, I carefully peeled it so as not to get it on my white dress shirt. Smelling the fragrant aroma my mouth was watering. Slowly I took my first expectant bite....ouch. It bit back. The orange was so sour I couldn't even finish the first bite. Since that was a complete bomb I went to wash my hands. As I was drying off, I noticed that my tie was now wet. Guess I washed more than my hands. Ugh...
It sure is funny how there are days that we "carry our own weather." It seems that when I am down that the storms of life billow up a little taller.
In an effort to stay out of my own rain...I ended up eating a piece of fudge. Of course it wasn't what I really wanted, but it was better than a sour orange. For the rest of the day...not sure. Guess I will have to see what I can do to change my weather station.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
A Journey of Life
Life has been an interesting ride lately. In fact, I am not even sure what to write. Guess I will start with something simple - gratitude.
The gratitude that I have is for the amount of prayers that have been flooding my way. I have never requested anyone to pray for me, but I have definitely felt the wonderful affects. The power of the priesthood and the blessings I have received have truly sustained me in a difficult time.
I am sure there will be many difficult days and months ahead, but I feel the loving peace of Christ each and everyday. One part of my blessing reminded me to see how a caring Father in Heaven is ever mindful of us. He continues to bless us, even when we may not feel worthy to receive it.
Becky asked me the other day if I felt prepared to meet our Heavenly Father face to face. I do not think that anyone truly feels ready - I see so much that I need to improve upon. And yet, compared to yesterday, last month, or last year, I am much more ready today. I think that is how life helps us learn. If we were born ever ready to return to heaven there would be no need for this mortal life. So, in that aspect I see that I am not ready to return home. But I am more prepared today than in the past. And my goal and constant prayer is that I will be more ready tomorrow than I am today.
This isn't meant to be the "Mark is dieing" entry, just a subtle reminder to myself that I have so much to live for. Even today, as I am facing the reality that the doctors think I have cancer, I am upbeat. I am grateful. I am happy. And most of all I am loved.
My hope is that I can live a life dedicated to Christ. That I may be able to give back what I have so aptly taken - the prayer and love of others. This life is truly a journey. One, that if lived each day with the understanding that we are the sons and daughters of a Heavenly King, will bring us back to His presence.
I really enjoy fast and testimony meetings. The kids are so simple in their understanding of life. Without fail few of the young children will stand and declare their love for their family. I too stand with those sweet children announcing my love for my family. They are what sustains me in life. They are the Journey of Life we take together.
The gratitude that I have is for the amount of prayers that have been flooding my way. I have never requested anyone to pray for me, but I have definitely felt the wonderful affects. The power of the priesthood and the blessings I have received have truly sustained me in a difficult time.
I am sure there will be many difficult days and months ahead, but I feel the loving peace of Christ each and everyday. One part of my blessing reminded me to see how a caring Father in Heaven is ever mindful of us. He continues to bless us, even when we may not feel worthy to receive it.
Becky asked me the other day if I felt prepared to meet our Heavenly Father face to face. I do not think that anyone truly feels ready - I see so much that I need to improve upon. And yet, compared to yesterday, last month, or last year, I am much more ready today. I think that is how life helps us learn. If we were born ever ready to return to heaven there would be no need for this mortal life. So, in that aspect I see that I am not ready to return home. But I am more prepared today than in the past. And my goal and constant prayer is that I will be more ready tomorrow than I am today.
This isn't meant to be the "Mark is dieing" entry, just a subtle reminder to myself that I have so much to live for. Even today, as I am facing the reality that the doctors think I have cancer, I am upbeat. I am grateful. I am happy. And most of all I am loved.
My hope is that I can live a life dedicated to Christ. That I may be able to give back what I have so aptly taken - the prayer and love of others. This life is truly a journey. One, that if lived each day with the understanding that we are the sons and daughters of a Heavenly King, will bring us back to His presence.
I really enjoy fast and testimony meetings. The kids are so simple in their understanding of life. Without fail few of the young children will stand and declare their love for their family. I too stand with those sweet children announcing my love for my family. They are what sustains me in life. They are the Journey of Life we take together.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Fast Cars and Freedom
One of the problems with my trip is that it is full of business meetings. It seems I have very little time to "enjoy" the country. That only happened on the first day here when we went to Alexander Platz and the Brandenburg Gate. Wonderful places of history.
It was truly amazing to stand where the Berlin wall was. The emotions running through my veins were a mixture of sadness and gratitude. The sadness was from realizing that I was standing where brave souls died for the dreams and hopes of a better life. As I reflected on that almost sacred ground, the gratitude I felt for not only my own individual freedoms, but that I was amongst Berliners from East and West and they could travel and commune as freely as I did.
Some of the pictures I uploaded to Facebook were images while we stood on that wonderful ground.
Yesterday we drove 4 hours to Gutersloh for an afternoon of meetings. The Autobahn was amazing. To travel at 100 mph and be passed like we were standing still was boggling to the mind. The feeling of traveling at that speed is very different that traveling in the United States. Here in Germany the roads are so well taken care of and flat that the speed was never an issue. The drivers were so amazingly courteous as well. They would very easily move for a faster moving vehicle and gave appropriate space to other vehicles. Such an antithesis from driving in the states. We traveled 8 hours and never once saw an accident. In Utah I can't seem to drive 8 minutes on the freeway without seeing one. I must admit that one of my greatest childhood dreams was to drive the Autobahn. This Saturday will be my opportunity while we travel from Berlin to Frankfurt.
Hopefully that portion of the trip will allow for a little more downtime. We are going to try to find a few castles to visit along the way. If we do I will be sure to take plenty of pictures.
It was truly amazing to stand where the Berlin wall was. The emotions running through my veins were a mixture of sadness and gratitude. The sadness was from realizing that I was standing where brave souls died for the dreams and hopes of a better life. As I reflected on that almost sacred ground, the gratitude I felt for not only my own individual freedoms, but that I was amongst Berliners from East and West and they could travel and commune as freely as I did.
Some of the pictures I uploaded to Facebook were images while we stood on that wonderful ground.
Yesterday we drove 4 hours to Gutersloh for an afternoon of meetings. The Autobahn was amazing. To travel at 100 mph and be passed like we were standing still was boggling to the mind. The feeling of traveling at that speed is very different that traveling in the United States. Here in Germany the roads are so well taken care of and flat that the speed was never an issue. The drivers were so amazingly courteous as well. They would very easily move for a faster moving vehicle and gave appropriate space to other vehicles. Such an antithesis from driving in the states. We traveled 8 hours and never once saw an accident. In Utah I can't seem to drive 8 minutes on the freeway without seeing one. I must admit that one of my greatest childhood dreams was to drive the Autobahn. This Saturday will be my opportunity while we travel from Berlin to Frankfurt.
Hopefully that portion of the trip will allow for a little more downtime. We are going to try to find a few castles to visit along the way. If we do I will be sure to take plenty of pictures.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
My Best Friend
It must be fall!!! It seems that every fall I listen to more and more country music, then as the weather gets warmer, I listen to rock. Well, today is cold and windy - so country it is. One of my favorite artist is Tim McGraw. Many of his songs seem to speak to me. Today on the way to work I cranked a song of his - "My Best Friend." It is a great song about a man and his best friend, his wife. The words resonant with me very deeply.
No, today is not an anniversary. Nor is it a birthday. It is just another day that I celebrate My Best Friend. She gives me strength, gives me meaning. Becky - I love you!!!
You're more than a loverThis is how I feel about my Becky. She really is my best friend. It is hard to imagine that she has been in more than half of my life. Just last week we celebrated Rachael's 17th birthday. It seems like yesterday when Becky and I were 17 and going to homecoming. Since then life has been a blur, with the only undeviating clarity in my life is my love for Becky.
There could never be another
To make me feel the way you do
Oh we just get closer
I fall in love all over
Every time I look at you
I don't know where I'd be
Without you here with me
Life with you makes perfect sense
You're my best friend
You're my best friend, oh yeah
No, today is not an anniversary. Nor is it a birthday. It is just another day that I celebrate My Best Friend. She gives me strength, gives me meaning. Becky - I love you!!!
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Don't Feel Like It
I just don't feel like it. No matter how many times I have thought about updating my blog, I just turn away. I am not even sure why...other than I just don't feel like it.
Sure, I have many things to write about...my kids, my family, life, work, church, etc. Maybe it is the thought that I have so much to say that I have writers block. Maybe the thought is too overwhelming. I guess I can keep telling myself that. Maybe I will even believe it.
As I sit here writing why I do not write, I am watching Jillian throw a temper tantrum. Yup the full tantrum with throwing books and crying. Sometimes I feel like doing that but I guess age and circumstances prohibit me from following through. Funny how after she is done with the tantrum, which lasted all of about 2 minutes, she is doing much better. Maybe I should throw one and see what other people do. But then I guess seeing a grown man throw a temper tantrum would be both scary and funny. So I guess I will allow age and circumstances win for now.
Another funny note...now that I have written, I still don't feel like it. But at least I have written.
Sure, I have many things to write about...my kids, my family, life, work, church, etc. Maybe it is the thought that I have so much to say that I have writers block. Maybe the thought is too overwhelming. I guess I can keep telling myself that. Maybe I will even believe it.
As I sit here writing why I do not write, I am watching Jillian throw a temper tantrum. Yup the full tantrum with throwing books and crying. Sometimes I feel like doing that but I guess age and circumstances prohibit me from following through. Funny how after she is done with the tantrum, which lasted all of about 2 minutes, she is doing much better. Maybe I should throw one and see what other people do. But then I guess seeing a grown man throw a temper tantrum would be both scary and funny. So I guess I will allow age and circumstances win for now.
Another funny note...now that I have written, I still don't feel like it. But at least I have written.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Color Correction
Becky has been studying how to be a better photographer. She isn't taking any formal classes, just looking up new ideas on the internet. One thing we have learned is that even the great photographers of our day crop and color correct. I guess it really does prove that what you see is not always reality.
Sometimes I wish our lives could be just as easily color corrected. On days when you are carrying your own weather, wouldn't it be great to make a few easy adjustments with your mouse, and wham-o, a new image. I have found that there have been days I have been able to color correct. But I guess my save function was not working. Ok, lately I think I have had many of those days and not sure why. Perhaps I have been really killing myself at work.
I have been very worried about the impression I am giving to my employer. Do they think I am worth the investment that they have placed in me, or am I falling short? My boss assures me I am doing a great job, but I have been so overloaded I am not sure I am meeting all of goals. So, in an effort to get ahead, I took a day off. I know, sounds funny to take a day off to get ahead. But in reality it worked great. I was able to "sharpen the saw" and rejuvenate myself. It was wonderful. I took Becky, Zach, and Jilly to the golf course with me. My original intention was to play 9 holes, but it was so busy I was only able to hit a bucket of balls. Probably a good thing too, my golf game is so poor I would have made a fool of myself on the course.
While we were there Becky took pictures of the kids and I. It was so fun to have them there to play with. Certainly an activity I will need to do again. To bad I do not have a job that enables me to play all day. I guess then I would have to work to take a break!
But in reality, it was the best color correction I could have done for myself. Now I am ready to take on the challenges again.
Sometimes I wish our lives could be just as easily color corrected. On days when you are carrying your own weather, wouldn't it be great to make a few easy adjustments with your mouse, and wham-o, a new image. I have found that there have been days I have been able to color correct. But I guess my save function was not working. Ok, lately I think I have had many of those days and not sure why. Perhaps I have been really killing myself at work.
I have been very worried about the impression I am giving to my employer. Do they think I am worth the investment that they have placed in me, or am I falling short? My boss assures me I am doing a great job, but I have been so overloaded I am not sure I am meeting all of goals. So, in an effort to get ahead, I took a day off. I know, sounds funny to take a day off to get ahead. But in reality it worked great. I was able to "sharpen the saw" and rejuvenate myself. It was wonderful. I took Becky, Zach, and Jilly to the golf course with me. My original intention was to play 9 holes, but it was so busy I was only able to hit a bucket of balls. Probably a good thing too, my golf game is so poor I would have made a fool of myself on the course.
While we were there Becky took pictures of the kids and I. It was so fun to have them there to play with. Certainly an activity I will need to do again. To bad I do not have a job that enables me to play all day. I guess then I would have to work to take a break!
But in reality, it was the best color correction I could have done for myself. Now I am ready to take on the challenges again.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Competitive
I am a very competitive person. So much so that I despise losing. To me it it the ultimate failure. In fact, it is so bad that I even hate losing to my kids. Ok, I know - it is a sickness.
But there is one other place that I hate losing even more - work. Recently I have been feeling like I have been beaten up at work. I guess it because I am feeling so overwhelmed by all that I have to do. Or perhaps a small part of me is not happy with my current job. Regardless of the reasons I feel like I am losing.
Recently my boss came to me and said we needed to come up with a plan to complete the Annual Workload requests. These requests are from the Area Presidency in each area with their request for DVDs in their language. Certainly an honorable request, and one that should be filled. The issue is that these requests have been coming in for the past 7-8 years, and little to no work has been completed on them. My job literally depends on me cleaning up the mess.
So how do I answer to call to a system and project that seems to be broken? Look at it as a competition! All I have to say is "Game on!"
But there is one other place that I hate losing even more - work. Recently I have been feeling like I have been beaten up at work. I guess it because I am feeling so overwhelmed by all that I have to do. Or perhaps a small part of me is not happy with my current job. Regardless of the reasons I feel like I am losing.
Recently my boss came to me and said we needed to come up with a plan to complete the Annual Workload requests. These requests are from the Area Presidency in each area with their request for DVDs in their language. Certainly an honorable request, and one that should be filled. The issue is that these requests have been coming in for the past 7-8 years, and little to no work has been completed on them. My job literally depends on me cleaning up the mess.
So how do I answer to call to a system and project that seems to be broken? Look at it as a competition! All I have to say is "Game on!"
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Life is Good
Life is good. It really is. And I don't think I am trying to convince myself that it is. Maybe it is because my favorite 2 weeks every other year is the Olympics. Maybe it is because Rachael and Andrew are at EFY. Or perhaps it is just because I realize that even with all the junk that life is throwing us right now that we are surviving. Not just spiritually, but temporally as well. Let's face it, our finances are....well let's just say interesting. Our house is messy. The kids are wishing we could have done more fun activity this summer. But life is good.
It seems like it is easy to point out the negative things in our own lives. So I am going to focus on the positive. Rachael will have surgery in a few weeks. This is a good thing. In fact, we did not think we were going to afford it, but a great blessing came our way recently. Sometimes, in religion, people feel that their own religion has the corner market on inspiration. That is just not true. Heavenly Father loves all of his children, regardless of which religion. And because He loves his children, He wants to bless them. Our blessing came in the form of a very concerned step-mom. She was so in tune with the spirit that she knew she needed to call and find out what is going on in our lives. Being the typical stubborn prideful me, I was quick to assure her that all we well in our home. But Judy has a way of asking just the right questions. You know the ones - "Mark I know you are in need, tell me what is happening." My first reaction was to once again calm her concerns with a subtle "All is well." But I knew inside that she would not let up until I told her what was happening.
After our conversation, Judy sent me an email. Below is some of what she said:
So I can honestly say that "life is good." We all have our ups and downs; but if we persist, rely on the Lord, and give our humble thanks for the Lords blessings, he will continue to bless us.
It seems like it is easy to point out the negative things in our own lives. So I am going to focus on the positive. Rachael will have surgery in a few weeks. This is a good thing. In fact, we did not think we were going to afford it, but a great blessing came our way recently. Sometimes, in religion, people feel that their own religion has the corner market on inspiration. That is just not true. Heavenly Father loves all of his children, regardless of which religion. And because He loves his children, He wants to bless them. Our blessing came in the form of a very concerned step-mom. She was so in tune with the spirit that she knew she needed to call and find out what is going on in our lives. Being the typical stubborn prideful me, I was quick to assure her that all we well in our home. But Judy has a way of asking just the right questions. You know the ones - "Mark I know you are in need, tell me what is happening." My first reaction was to once again calm her concerns with a subtle "All is well." But I knew inside that she would not let up until I told her what was happening.
After our conversation, Judy sent me an email. Below is some of what she said:
The Lord already told me that you needed our help. It does not matter that we have pride, because I already knew something was going on and the first chance that I had to call, I did. Forget my frustration, I love you and your family so much that I am going to be there for you no matter if you tell me or not. Remember that God is in control, not us. He allows things to happen so that we learn to depend on HIM not ourselves, so no matter what, He will have HIS WAY ANYWAY so don't feel bad. Forget that. I already knew that there was an issue, I just did not know exactly what it was.I love that the Lord is mindful of our needs. He truly loves us and wants to bless us. Often our blessings come through the actions of others.
So I can honestly say that "life is good." We all have our ups and downs; but if we persist, rely on the Lord, and give our humble thanks for the Lords blessings, he will continue to bless us.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Post of Many Topics
Well, my un-retirement party went well. Thankfully, I have a holiday in the middle of the week because I am in need of a break. My mind is clear and I feel that I have been adding value to my job. But my body is tired and in need of a rest. I am home today and back in the office tomorrow, then it is off for the weekend. Seems like the perfect way to get back in the swing of things. And hey, because of my un-retirement there will be fireworks! (ok maybe it is because of the 24 of July, but I will pretend it is a celebration of my success.)
Changing to another topic - what is the deal with school fees? I mean really, the amount we have to pay for our kids to go to school is amazing. Andrew has a $50 participation fee. Really, you have to pay to participate. I thought school was all about participation and now you have to pay for it. Then he will be graded on his participation on top of that. Kind of reminds me of double taxation. But I shouldn't complain - it is still summer time and we have another month of playing with the kids before the school year starts. Not that summer time has anything to do with school fees, but I guess it just gives me more time to not think about school.
Today is also a monumental day in the land of blogging. Yup, that's right, a historical moment in time. My mom has entered the blogging hemisphere. She is nervous, scared, young, and yet taking a wonderful step into the future. My hope is that she can share with her children and grandchildren her thoughts and experiences. Good luck Mom!
Changing to another topic - what is the deal with school fees? I mean really, the amount we have to pay for our kids to go to school is amazing. Andrew has a $50 participation fee. Really, you have to pay to participate. I thought school was all about participation and now you have to pay for it. Then he will be graded on his participation on top of that. Kind of reminds me of double taxation. But I shouldn't complain - it is still summer time and we have another month of playing with the kids before the school year starts. Not that summer time has anything to do with school fees, but I guess it just gives me more time to not think about school.
Today is also a monumental day in the land of blogging. Yup, that's right, a historical moment in time. My mom has entered the blogging hemisphere. She is nervous, scared, young, and yet taking a wonderful step into the future. My hope is that she can share with her children and grandchildren her thoughts and experiences. Good luck Mom!
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Coming out of Retirement
Some of the most prolific athletes in the world have done it, so why can't I? What is it that they have done you ask. Well, come out of retirement. So, I am announcing today that I am ready to un-retire. That's right - I am going back to the rat race.
You may even be asking yourself - "Why would you want to go back to work? Isn't retirement great?" I must admit, when I realized that I needed to stay home from work after my surgery, that I was very excited. Think about it, a week of watching movies, playing the Wii, and reading. How bad could that be? Well, let me tell you. I am BORED. I have not watched so much tv, played so many video games, and took as many long naps since I was in elementary school. The first day was great. But then the monotony took over.
Day in and day out the same thing. So, I am ready to announce that I want to go back to work. The thought of sitting at a desk, using my mind, talking with adults, solving complex problems, etc. sounds wonderful.
The trick now is to convince my body that I am ready to go back. Today was a good test run. We went to church and within about 45 minutes I was so exhausted I was ready to go to sleep right there in the second row. Trust me, I would not be the first person to fall asleep in church, but the thought of actually doing it was more than I could bear. So, I went home and took a nap. After a nice hour or so, I was ready for more activity. Andrew and I went a home taught a neighbor family. That was nice. Adult conversation, get out of the house, take a trip somewhere further than the garage. But, once again, I was ready for a nap when I got home.
Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day. I need it to be if I am ever going to come out of retirement and support my family.
You may even be asking yourself - "Why would you want to go back to work? Isn't retirement great?" I must admit, when I realized that I needed to stay home from work after my surgery, that I was very excited. Think about it, a week of watching movies, playing the Wii, and reading. How bad could that be? Well, let me tell you. I am BORED. I have not watched so much tv, played so many video games, and took as many long naps since I was in elementary school. The first day was great. But then the monotony took over.
Day in and day out the same thing. So, I am ready to announce that I want to go back to work. The thought of sitting at a desk, using my mind, talking with adults, solving complex problems, etc. sounds wonderful.
The trick now is to convince my body that I am ready to go back. Today was a good test run. We went to church and within about 45 minutes I was so exhausted I was ready to go to sleep right there in the second row. Trust me, I would not be the first person to fall asleep in church, but the thought of actually doing it was more than I could bear. So, I went home and took a nap. After a nice hour or so, I was ready for more activity. Andrew and I went a home taught a neighbor family. That was nice. Adult conversation, get out of the house, take a trip somewhere further than the garage. But, once again, I was ready for a nap when I got home.
Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day. I need it to be if I am ever going to come out of retirement and support my family.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Day before surgery
So what is it that you should be doing the day before a surgery? Well, I have tried working. Not a bad option, but it is tough to concentrate. I could surf the web. But invariably I come across pages such as "gall bladder surgery" and the after care instructions. I could watch a movie...but I am still at work. So, I guess all I can do is think about the positives.
The thought occurred to me that I could go home, but according to Becky's post, it might be better to finish out the work day. I am so close to being done for the day I think I can make it. The day has been interesting though. I noticed that I am more irritable than normal and more of a space cadet too.
But in all seriousness, I have really contemplated my blessings lately. It is a great activity when you feel a little down and over burdened. I can honestly say that we have more blessings than trials. Sure, life has been a little difficult lately, but the blessings have been phenomenal. But by tomorrow this time I may be saying something different. And if that is the case, someone please gently remind me.
The thought occurred to me that I could go home, but according to Becky's post, it might be better to finish out the work day. I am so close to being done for the day I think I can make it. The day has been interesting though. I noticed that I am more irritable than normal and more of a space cadet too.
But in all seriousness, I have really contemplated my blessings lately. It is a great activity when you feel a little down and over burdened. I can honestly say that we have more blessings than trials. Sure, life has been a little difficult lately, but the blessings have been phenomenal. But by tomorrow this time I may be saying something different. And if that is the case, someone please gently remind me.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Perspective
When you look through binoculars you see what is in the view finder very clearly and up close. Life, like binoculars, can give you a certain perspective that otherwise may not have come.
There is an old adage that states something to the effect to "look at the issue through the other persons eyes". A sort of reverse introspection if you will.
I have had an opportunity to gain more perspective in my life. I guess I have been playing the "what if" game with myself. Becky and her friend Heather Johns were talking the other day, and the question they discussed was "if you were to die today, would you go to the celestial kingdom?" At first blush I quickly stated "no". Not because I have grievous sins, but because I can see so many things I need to change in my life.
Upon further review the word perspective came to my mind time and time again. Sure, I have many, many things I can change. But I also began to review what I have accomplished; the many small course corrections that have brought me closer to Heavenly Father. I am thankful for the blessing of the gospel in my life. Grateful for how the spirit whispers the truth to me. And I feel so blessed to be married to my wife. If Christ is the Anchor of My Soul, she is certainly the boat that helps keep me afloat when times are tough.
Perspective is so interesting. It allows us to look back at our life, grade our changes and efforts, and look forward to a brighter day.
There is an old adage that states something to the effect to "look at the issue through the other persons eyes". A sort of reverse introspection if you will.
I have had an opportunity to gain more perspective in my life. I guess I have been playing the "what if" game with myself. Becky and her friend Heather Johns were talking the other day, and the question they discussed was "if you were to die today, would you go to the celestial kingdom?" At first blush I quickly stated "no". Not because I have grievous sins, but because I can see so many things I need to change in my life.
Upon further review the word perspective came to my mind time and time again. Sure, I have many, many things I can change. But I also began to review what I have accomplished; the many small course corrections that have brought me closer to Heavenly Father. I am thankful for the blessing of the gospel in my life. Grateful for how the spirit whispers the truth to me. And I feel so blessed to be married to my wife. If Christ is the Anchor of My Soul, she is certainly the boat that helps keep me afloat when times are tough.
Perspective is so interesting. It allows us to look back at our life, grade our changes and efforts, and look forward to a brighter day.
Friday, July 4, 2008
Independence
In a previous blog I mentioned how I love to teach. Well, I was finally able to round up some very unsuspecting students...my kids. Ok, so they really aren't students, but they did listen and participate. Parenting really is another classroom; filled with tests, pop quizzes, homework, and reports. There are times that the lessons are filled with excitement and intrigue, and other times where they are boring. Today we had a great topic - dating.
Rachael is at the dating stage and the lessons learned here can be dire. Luckily she is doing well and as parents we are so impressed. Thank goodness for the home environment that allows teens to experiment and learn within good wholesome boundaries. Sure this discussion started because we are trying to give those gentle little corrections that our children need. But it was a good correction and the mistakes are little. Rachael is a great young women and she is learning as she should. The real test is to see how she makes corrections in the future. Her independence is growing and we are thankful for that.
Speaking of independence, today is July 4th. In light of my recent gall bladder attack we have made some modifications to our celebration. It seems that so many holidays revolve around food. Why is that? What is it about our culture that makes us feel that we need to eat to celebrate? So, instead of eating our brains out, we will enjoy a simple family celebration. Although I would love to go hiking in the mountains, I do not think Rachael's bad knee, or my stomach could endure the challenge. Instead we will read books, play music instruments, and have a fun family day. Happy Independence Day everyone!
I guess I am having another type of Independence today as well. I got my blood tests back and it appears my pancreas is reactive to the gall stones. This is good, I was worried that I had full blown pancreatitis. That would have been scary. In light of the test results I will be meeting with a surgeon next week to have an initial consultation. It will be at that meeting that we will discuss the need to have my gall bladder removed. I know I have posted in the past about my desire to avoid surgery, but there are also risks with not proceeding with surgery. I have talked with several people that have had their gall bladders removed. And they all agree it is the best thing they have done - no more attacks, no more pain. To me that sounds wonderful. I certainly have my pain under control now (at least I am able to make it through the day without pain medications) because I am eating better. But I have had to limit all nuts, fat, meat, dairy, beans, etc. Basically I am able to eat fresh fruits and vegetables. Not a bad option - I have lost weight, but it is certainly boring. I would love to be able to eat nuts and beans. Oh well, I really shouldn't complain. I am doing well and feeling better. So to celebrate my Independence day I think I will go eat another apple.
Rachael is at the dating stage and the lessons learned here can be dire. Luckily she is doing well and as parents we are so impressed. Thank goodness for the home environment that allows teens to experiment and learn within good wholesome boundaries. Sure this discussion started because we are trying to give those gentle little corrections that our children need. But it was a good correction and the mistakes are little. Rachael is a great young women and she is learning as she should. The real test is to see how she makes corrections in the future. Her independence is growing and we are thankful for that.
Speaking of independence, today is July 4th. In light of my recent gall bladder attack we have made some modifications to our celebration. It seems that so many holidays revolve around food. Why is that? What is it about our culture that makes us feel that we need to eat to celebrate? So, instead of eating our brains out, we will enjoy a simple family celebration. Although I would love to go hiking in the mountains, I do not think Rachael's bad knee, or my stomach could endure the challenge. Instead we will read books, play music instruments, and have a fun family day. Happy Independence Day everyone!
I guess I am having another type of Independence today as well. I got my blood tests back and it appears my pancreas is reactive to the gall stones. This is good, I was worried that I had full blown pancreatitis. That would have been scary. In light of the test results I will be meeting with a surgeon next week to have an initial consultation. It will be at that meeting that we will discuss the need to have my gall bladder removed. I know I have posted in the past about my desire to avoid surgery, but there are also risks with not proceeding with surgery. I have talked with several people that have had their gall bladders removed. And they all agree it is the best thing they have done - no more attacks, no more pain. To me that sounds wonderful. I certainly have my pain under control now (at least I am able to make it through the day without pain medications) because I am eating better. But I have had to limit all nuts, fat, meat, dairy, beans, etc. Basically I am able to eat fresh fruits and vegetables. Not a bad option - I have lost weight, but it is certainly boring. I would love to be able to eat nuts and beans. Oh well, I really shouldn't complain. I am doing well and feeling better. So to celebrate my Independence day I think I will go eat another apple.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Hurry up and wait
Well, I am continuing to loose weight. I guess it is a good thing and I have needed to do it for some time. I just didn't think it would happen this way. Becky and I just got back from my CT scan. It was quick and painless, outside of the IV for the contrast. All in all, it really wasn't so bad. Now I need to wait and find out what the results are. Because of HIPPA regulations Becky was not able to be there during my test and of course even as a patient I am not able to see my results. That is frustrating - a patient has no idea of his own health care. Hopefully I will have some sort of results by the end of the day, but it may not be until tomorrow. If it is my Gall Bladder they will just refer me to a surgeon.
After doing some research online, I found a few sites that talk about a Gall Bladder flush. But more intense research has turned up the serious risks involved. I know I can help control pain with diet, but once you have gall stones the likeliness of having another attack is 70%. Of course there are risks to having your gall bladder taken out as well. I guess you can say that the likeliness of having diarrhea after a greasy meal is 100%. So there are trade-offs.
Eating has been much easier too. I haven't minded eating healthy, normally I like it. But it is tough when I think of some of my favorite foods that I am no longer able to eat. Oh well...the price of beauty! lol
One thing I have noticed is how tired I am right now. I was feeling pretty good yesterday afternoon so I went with Becky to go get some fruit and veggies from Costco. It was a pretty low key event - but by the end I was tired and hurting. I worry that if I go to work right now that I will send myself into another attack. The exterior of my stomach is tender and any walking certainly hurts. Financially I need to work, but physically I think I need to wait another day. So in the meantime we will hurry up and wait to find out what the next step is.
After doing some research online, I found a few sites that talk about a Gall Bladder flush. But more intense research has turned up the serious risks involved. I know I can help control pain with diet, but once you have gall stones the likeliness of having another attack is 70%. Of course there are risks to having your gall bladder taken out as well. I guess you can say that the likeliness of having diarrhea after a greasy meal is 100%. So there are trade-offs.
Eating has been much easier too. I haven't minded eating healthy, normally I like it. But it is tough when I think of some of my favorite foods that I am no longer able to eat. Oh well...the price of beauty! lol
One thing I have noticed is how tired I am right now. I was feeling pretty good yesterday afternoon so I went with Becky to go get some fruit and veggies from Costco. It was a pretty low key event - but by the end I was tired and hurting. I worry that if I go to work right now that I will send myself into another attack. The exterior of my stomach is tender and any walking certainly hurts. Financially I need to work, but physically I think I need to wait another day. So in the meantime we will hurry up and wait to find out what the next step is.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
An Unexpected Diet
Since last Thursday, I have lost about 8 pounds. I do not agree with binge and crash diets, and this is no exception. Unfortunately, I have not been able to eat much more than an apple, banana, or piece of lettuce since Friday. My stomach pains have been so intense I can not imagine having to continue with this for a long time. It seems that no matter what I do I am in pain.
According to the doctor I should receive a call Monday or Tuesday to have a CT scan. I have never been a proponent for surgery to take needed body parts out, but with the amount of pain I have been in I am certainly starting to consider it. The way I look at it is that I will need to change my diet no matter what happens. It shouldn't be too much of a change from what I am doing now. I very seldom eat red meat or dairy. So that should not be too hard. But I definitely need to be more strict about everything else.
The way I am going right now, I do not think I will be at work for a few days. It seems the more active I am the more pain I have. So I will be in bed, or on the couch, or just doing nothing for a few days until I can get this under control.
According to the doctor I should receive a call Monday or Tuesday to have a CT scan. I have never been a proponent for surgery to take needed body parts out, but with the amount of pain I have been in I am certainly starting to consider it. The way I look at it is that I will need to change my diet no matter what happens. It shouldn't be too much of a change from what I am doing now. I very seldom eat red meat or dairy. So that should not be too hard. But I definitely need to be more strict about everything else.
The way I am going right now, I do not think I will be at work for a few days. It seems the more active I am the more pain I have. So I will be in bed, or on the couch, or just doing nothing for a few days until I can get this under control.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
A Few Lessons Learned
When I started my blog I really didn't think anyone but my wife and kids would read it. I guess when I wrote my last post(Tired) I forgot that my boss would read it. Normally that would not be a problem, my boss Bob happens to be a very good friend and I invited him to read my blog. But in my last post I wrote a little about work...ok I gripped a little about work. Forgetting that Bob might read, he told me the next day that we should talk. Bless his heart I wonder if he is worried about how I am doing, if I am happy, what my work goals are, etc. Luckily I really do love me job. I think I was having one of those days where everything seemed to be going wrong. So Bob, if you read this post, don't worry about me. So the lesson learned here is to remember that others may read your blog - and that is great. I will just as easily write my thoughts here as I would to talk to someone. I have found that this has been a good forum for me to express my thoughts, experiences and desires.
Another funny lesson. Last year, on Easter Sunday, Rachael had a gall bladder attack. We didn't recognize it as such for several months, as the pain continued day in and day out. After speaking with a surgeon about removing her gall bladder, we decided to take a more in depth look at alternative cures. Our philosophy is that Heavenly Father created us with each of our organs for a specific purpose. It was amazing to me that so many doctors, and especially surgeons who are paid based on performing surgery's, were willing to take out the organ that is causing pain. The reason to them was simple, "Oh, the gall bladder really doesn't do much and you do not need it." That philosophy seemed so weird to us. During our research we found that much of her gall bladder pain could be controlled with diet. So we decided to eat healthier - less red meat, no dairy, more vegetables and fruits. With in a short time Rachael was feeling better and our family was healthier.
Fast forward a year - yesterday I had a terrible gall bladder attack. It was one of the most painful experiences I have had. I thought several times that I would rather break a bone than go through that again. One of the ways to reduce gall bladder pain is to eat 1 teaspoon of beets, lemon, and flax seed oil. This special mixture, if taken every hour, will decrease or even extinguish gall bladder pain within a few hours. By 4pm I still had amazing amounts of pain (I was even taking ibuprofen and naproxen for the pain) and I decided it was time to call a doctor. Sure enough the prognosis was that I was having a gall bladder attack and that it was more than likely caused by gall stones. Every time I would eat, which wasn't very much, I would double over in pain. The doctor wants me to get a CT scan to see if I have gall stones - if I do the typical response is once again surgery to remove the gall bladder. But this does not fix the root of the problem - only the effect. The doctor did mention that as I wait until next week for the CT scan I can either be very religious and fast a few days, or I can restrict my diet. Instantly I realized how poor our diet has gotten over the past year. We started out doing so well, and especially this past week have gone very very down hill. He specifically mentioned to not have fat, dairy, or much meat. Things we already knew but unfortunately took a lot of pain to bring back to our remembrance.
So I am back to eating healthy again. More veggies and fruit and less meat. Really this is not a bad thing, I certainly loose weight and feel better. I just get so darn bored with the choices.
All in all it has been a good week. I have learned a few really good lessons. Now the trick is to improve next week. That always seems to be the difficult part.
Another funny lesson. Last year, on Easter Sunday, Rachael had a gall bladder attack. We didn't recognize it as such for several months, as the pain continued day in and day out. After speaking with a surgeon about removing her gall bladder, we decided to take a more in depth look at alternative cures. Our philosophy is that Heavenly Father created us with each of our organs for a specific purpose. It was amazing to me that so many doctors, and especially surgeons who are paid based on performing surgery's, were willing to take out the organ that is causing pain. The reason to them was simple, "Oh, the gall bladder really doesn't do much and you do not need it." That philosophy seemed so weird to us. During our research we found that much of her gall bladder pain could be controlled with diet. So we decided to eat healthier - less red meat, no dairy, more vegetables and fruits. With in a short time Rachael was feeling better and our family was healthier.
Fast forward a year - yesterday I had a terrible gall bladder attack. It was one of the most painful experiences I have had. I thought several times that I would rather break a bone than go through that again. One of the ways to reduce gall bladder pain is to eat 1 teaspoon of beets, lemon, and flax seed oil. This special mixture, if taken every hour, will decrease or even extinguish gall bladder pain within a few hours. By 4pm I still had amazing amounts of pain (I was even taking ibuprofen and naproxen for the pain) and I decided it was time to call a doctor. Sure enough the prognosis was that I was having a gall bladder attack and that it was more than likely caused by gall stones. Every time I would eat, which wasn't very much, I would double over in pain. The doctor wants me to get a CT scan to see if I have gall stones - if I do the typical response is once again surgery to remove the gall bladder. But this does not fix the root of the problem - only the effect. The doctor did mention that as I wait until next week for the CT scan I can either be very religious and fast a few days, or I can restrict my diet. Instantly I realized how poor our diet has gotten over the past year. We started out doing so well, and especially this past week have gone very very down hill. He specifically mentioned to not have fat, dairy, or much meat. Things we already knew but unfortunately took a lot of pain to bring back to our remembrance.
So I am back to eating healthy again. More veggies and fruit and less meat. Really this is not a bad thing, I certainly loose weight and feel better. I just get so darn bored with the choices.
All in all it has been a good week. I have learned a few really good lessons. Now the trick is to improve next week. That always seems to be the difficult part.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Tired
Tonight I am ornery. Sometimes I get tired of working my consulting. Really I should be thankful, but after a long day I just didn't feel like working more. But alas I did what was needed. I am hoping that by expressing my frustration here that I will get it out of my system and feel better about myself and life in general. Wow...this is kind of a depressing blog today. I guess that is the thing with journals...you have good and bad days. And it is not that it has been a bad day, just that I am frustrated with certain aspects of my life.
I have been waiting what seems like years to find out if I have been selected for a job that I have really wanted. After feeling like I have been getting the run around I am having a difficult time waiting any longer. I know that it is just business and I am trying not to take the long, long wait personal, but it is hard not too. Hopefully by the end of this week I will have some idea if I got the job or not. Of course I do not know what I will do if I do not get the job. I love what I do now but I feel so under appreciated and under utilized. Perhaps with the new director, Chris Twitty, our division will move to something a little more cutting edge. Oh, and even if I do move up the ladder at work I still need to consult. That is kind of depressing too. This whole raising a large family, feeding a large family, and driving a large family sure makes for an interesting financial outlook.
Ok...one more quick gripe, then I will be happier - I promise. When our department re-organized I put my name in to be considered for a management position. It would be a fun job - manage the e-learning/kiosk team. But I have not heard anything about that either so I am once again trying not to take the lack of response personal. These are business decisions and I certainly understand that they need to find the best people to fulfill these roles. I am just feeling like I am getting the run around and that I do not fit their profile for a manager. Hummm....I hope I am not getting the itch to be self employed again. I love being self employed, but I also really need a steady income right now. So I am trying to temper my desire to "break-out".
So, all-in-all, I am tired. Ready for a break. Physical, mental, temporal...I just need a break. Guess it is time to start visualizing the beach!
Now that I have had a chance to get some frustrations of my chest, I think I will go read a book and do something for me. Although I did do something for me today. I bought some drum sticks and a practice pad. I think I want to learn how to play the drums. One of my goals in life is to play the steel drums. Most people in the west don't really know what the steel drums are but I love the sound. Guess it is a way for me to get back to the tropics without leaving my mountains - which is perfect for me.
Isn't it funny how you begin to feel better just getting some frustration off your chest. So if anyone reads this (which is highly unlikely - other than my wife) I am feeling better. Not enough to start another day, but certainly better enough to end this one. Have a great night!
I have been waiting what seems like years to find out if I have been selected for a job that I have really wanted. After feeling like I have been getting the run around I am having a difficult time waiting any longer. I know that it is just business and I am trying not to take the long, long wait personal, but it is hard not too. Hopefully by the end of this week I will have some idea if I got the job or not. Of course I do not know what I will do if I do not get the job. I love what I do now but I feel so under appreciated and under utilized. Perhaps with the new director, Chris Twitty, our division will move to something a little more cutting edge. Oh, and even if I do move up the ladder at work I still need to consult. That is kind of depressing too. This whole raising a large family, feeding a large family, and driving a large family sure makes for an interesting financial outlook.
Ok...one more quick gripe, then I will be happier - I promise. When our department re-organized I put my name in to be considered for a management position. It would be a fun job - manage the e-learning/kiosk team. But I have not heard anything about that either so I am once again trying not to take the lack of response personal. These are business decisions and I certainly understand that they need to find the best people to fulfill these roles. I am just feeling like I am getting the run around and that I do not fit their profile for a manager. Hummm....I hope I am not getting the itch to be self employed again. I love being self employed, but I also really need a steady income right now. So I am trying to temper my desire to "break-out".
So, all-in-all, I am tired. Ready for a break. Physical, mental, temporal...I just need a break. Guess it is time to start visualizing the beach!
Now that I have had a chance to get some frustrations of my chest, I think I will go read a book and do something for me. Although I did do something for me today. I bought some drum sticks and a practice pad. I think I want to learn how to play the drums. One of my goals in life is to play the steel drums. Most people in the west don't really know what the steel drums are but I love the sound. Guess it is a way for me to get back to the tropics without leaving my mountains - which is perfect for me.
Isn't it funny how you begin to feel better just getting some frustration off your chest. So if anyone reads this (which is highly unlikely - other than my wife) I am feeling better. Not enough to start another day, but certainly better enough to end this one. Have a great night!
Monday, June 23, 2008
My best Selling Business Book
I finally have it - the perfect business book to write. That's right I have the idea that will revolutionize business and families. Today when I was helping set up a chairs and tables for the Dexter family funeral luncheon, it hit me how amazing a structure the Relief Society is. Yup, that's right - a book about how business will run leaner, better, more efficiently, if it is patterned after Relief Society functions. Sure people (mainly husbands) poke fun at the table doilies and pictures, but honestly have you ever seen an organization run so smoothly. It seems in the face of utter chaos these daughters of Heavenly Father were able to create and maintain a setting that invited the spirit and calmed the mind. I give my thanks to the wonderful Relief Society. If only more people could see how business and more importantly, life could be run.
As I have reflected on this wonderful service the women of our ward were giving, the image of Christ washing the apostles feet has filled my mind. I am sure that some of the women serving the Dexter family were secretly wishing that as close friends to Linda that they would be invited to eat and share with the family. And yet I am sure that if Christ was physically there that he too would have been serving the family. There is no greater gift of love than to serve. Christ is the supreme example of a life of service, and the Relief Society organization epitomizes that attribute. May we all pay closer attention to those that serve us in our lives. Perhaps it is the person who let's us change lanes, or the simple hello and smile from a stranger in the grocery store. Whatever the case may be the hand of the Lord can be seen - if we carefully look for it.
As far as my "best selling book" it has already been written. The author of which is who gives us all. I love my Saviour and am thankful for his presence in my life.
As I have reflected on this wonderful service the women of our ward were giving, the image of Christ washing the apostles feet has filled my mind. I am sure that some of the women serving the Dexter family were secretly wishing that as close friends to Linda that they would be invited to eat and share with the family. And yet I am sure that if Christ was physically there that he too would have been serving the family. There is no greater gift of love than to serve. Christ is the supreme example of a life of service, and the Relief Society organization epitomizes that attribute. May we all pay closer attention to those that serve us in our lives. Perhaps it is the person who let's us change lanes, or the simple hello and smile from a stranger in the grocery store. Whatever the case may be the hand of the Lord can be seen - if we carefully look for it.
As far as my "best selling book" it has already been written. The author of which is who gives us all. I love my Saviour and am thankful for his presence in my life.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Service is Optional?
Today in Elders Quorum, President Will Fritcher asked for volunteers to help with a service project. His approach was novel and one that I really appreciated. All he stated is that he needed help for about 15 minutes at 5pm today. The silence was overwhelming! Finally someone had the gumption to ask "are you going to tell us what we are going to be doing for service?" At that comment I instantly raised my hand and volunteered. I realized that it should not matter what the project or activity is, we should be willing to serve regardless of what we are doing. After church I spoke with President Fritcher about our service. He told us that we will be setting up chairs for the viewing tonight for Sister Linda Dexter. How grateful I was that I volunteered without knowing exactly what was to be required.
But for some it really seems that service is optional. Only when it works in their schedule and fits their ideals of how they would like to serve. Thankfully Christ does not feel the same way. If that were the case I am sure I would be at the end of His service line.
But for some it really seems that service is optional. Only when it works in their schedule and fits their ideals of how they would like to serve. Thankfully Christ does not feel the same way. If that were the case I am sure I would be at the end of His service line.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Chick Flicks, Concerts, and Summer
I have always thought that I was a pretty manly man. Yea, I like the typical sports, sports movies, hero shows and books, war flicks, ESPN, baseball...did I mention sports, etc. But I also like the chick flicks. Okay before you give me a hard time, I enjoy watching movies that make my wife cuddle up with me on the couch. You know the kind - the Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks type. We just watch the last part of "You've Got Mail" again and I loved it. I guess the only thing that would make the chick flick better is to take the typical love story and add a sports hero, that goes to war, plays a baseball game, saves the world, and comes home to the girl of his dreams and asks her to marry him while at a Red Sox game. Okay, so maybe that is pushing it, but I do love the chick flicks.
Today was great. After a long day of working on the car, fixing the lawnmower, and then going to a baby blessing, we took our kids to the last part of Saratoga Splash. This is an all day event where there are carnival rides, parades, a wakeboarding competition and a concert. Although we wanted to do the full activities, we were only able to make it to the Ryan Shupe and the Rubber Band concert. How great it was that the city paid for the band to pay so that the residents could enjoy the show for free. (Of course nothing is really free - don't get me started on how the city is raising taxes to offset a deficit.) Back to the 'free' concert - the band was great. I love their style of blue grass, rock, country, etc. They are very talented and the kids loved dancing next to the stage and playing. Zach, being bold and outspoken, went to Ryan Shupe after the concert and asked if he could have his guitar pick. That was surely something I never would have done at his age, but alas he got the pick. The girls danced the night away, and during one of the songs the band all turned to the girls who were stage right, and played a sang directly to them. It was so much fun.
So it sure does feel like summer has arrived. The weather is hot, the sun is great, skies are blue, mountains are green, and fire season has started. Yup, there is a fire just north of our subdivision. Not really a bad thing though; very typical for the season. The kids are loving the weather. Basically they go outside early in the day, and stay outside until the hunger pains are enough to bring them back. After filling their stomachs they are back outside again. I love this time of year.
Today was great. After a long day of working on the car, fixing the lawnmower, and then going to a baby blessing, we took our kids to the last part of Saratoga Splash. This is an all day event where there are carnival rides, parades, a wakeboarding competition and a concert. Although we wanted to do the full activities, we were only able to make it to the Ryan Shupe and the Rubber Band concert. How great it was that the city paid for the band to pay so that the residents could enjoy the show for free. (Of course nothing is really free - don't get me started on how the city is raising taxes to offset a deficit.) Back to the 'free' concert - the band was great. I love their style of blue grass, rock, country, etc. They are very talented and the kids loved dancing next to the stage and playing. Zach, being bold and outspoken, went to Ryan Shupe after the concert and asked if he could have his guitar pick. That was surely something I never would have done at his age, but alas he got the pick. The girls danced the night away, and during one of the songs the band all turned to the girls who were stage right, and played a sang directly to them. It was so much fun.
So it sure does feel like summer has arrived. The weather is hot, the sun is great, skies are blue, mountains are green, and fire season has started. Yup, there is a fire just north of our subdivision. Not really a bad thing though; very typical for the season. The kids are loving the weather. Basically they go outside early in the day, and stay outside until the hunger pains are enough to bring them back. After filling their stomachs they are back outside again. I love this time of year.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Talent Search
There are many things I want to do in this life. I would love to learn to play the steel drums, pick up a guitar, or even take wood and create masterful pieces. But I just can't seem to find time or ability. Trust me I have tried - I bang on the steering wheel, twiddle my air guitar, and even whittle wood. But each time it does not get me any closer to mastering any of my desires.
I have heard it stated time and again that everyone has a talent. If that is true why can't I seem to find mine? I know that I am poking fun at my steering wheel drums, but honestly I just can't figure out what I am good at.
Some people (ok my biased wife) have stated that one of my talents is teaching. I must admit, I do like to teach. I am the kind of person that will gladly teach any class, at any level, even without much notice. There have been times that I have taught Elders Quorum, Youth Sunday School, or even Gospel Doctrine without any notice (usually as class is beginning). The problem is when I am looking for something to do I just can't get together a group of people and start teaching.
So, I am in search of a talent.
I have heard it stated time and again that everyone has a talent. If that is true why can't I seem to find mine? I know that I am poking fun at my steering wheel drums, but honestly I just can't figure out what I am good at.
Some people (ok my biased wife) have stated that one of my talents is teaching. I must admit, I do like to teach. I am the kind of person that will gladly teach any class, at any level, even without much notice. There have been times that I have taught Elders Quorum, Youth Sunday School, or even Gospel Doctrine without any notice (usually as class is beginning). The problem is when I am looking for something to do I just can't get together a group of people and start teaching.
So, I am in search of a talent.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Life is Fragile
I know I already wrote today, but I just can't seem to shut my mind off. Life is fragile. There really isn't any other way to look at it. If something is fragile, we strive to take care of it. To nuture, admire, and love. How amazing this life is. No matter the struggles we face, life is beautiful.
I was talking with John Middleton, a great friend of mine, the other day about lifes challenges. I was reflecting on how strong the Calder family is. Regardless of the trials they are going through they have been patient, caring, loving, and ever faithful. What an example! John pointed out that he is sure just like I would not want the trials the Calder family has, and they would not want mine. How interesting that this life has been designed to help us grow; never designed to push us towards failure.
If life is fragile how should we treat it. President Monson in his article "Now is the Time" stated "How fragile life, how certain death. Because life is fragile and death inevitable, we must make the most of each day." I think making the most of each day means to live life to the fullest. That does nto mean that we should all take up dangerous sports and risk our lives for the seek of thrill. But instead we should let anger, sorrow, pain and misery disappear. Give up the carnal need to hold onto hurt feelings. Be willing to forgive, even when you may not feel that you are ready to. I have reflected many times when I am away at work or on a trip on what my kids lasting memory of me will be. I remember times when I was driving through the desert all alone and thankful that I said goodbye for the day to my kids. Thankful that we did not have a fight or hurt feelings. I could not imagine the pain and anguish if I were to pass away and leave my last experience a negative one.
And so I work each day to give an extra hug, embrace or kiss to each of my loved ones. Be quick to apologize and say sorry. Give mercy where none is expected or deserved. Last week John Middleton gave me one of the greatest compliments I have ever received. It has brought tears to my eyes many times. We were discussing an employee and I made comment on how my boss has shown greater mercy than I would have. John was very quick to tell me how odd that sounded coming from my mouth because I was the most merciful person he knew. And yet I feel so inadequate. The greatest examply of mercy is Christ. Mercy has not come easy to me. There have been many times in my life that I was ready to dismiss a friendship or relationship due to hurt feelings. My wife has prompted my time and again to give forgiveness.
I don't think I was able to show forgiveness fully until just a few years ago. When we lived in Smithfield Utah, one of our children was sexually abused by a good friend and neighbor. How difficult that was for me as a father. I was so filled with anger and hate that I wanted to see that person phsyically hurt. It brings sadness to my heart today to think that I was so filled with the sorrow that satan wanted me to feel that I was willing to risk my own family to claim what I thought was retribution. Gladly I did not. Our bishop was so kind and gave such wonderful words of advice and encouraged us to not "canker our souls". I must admit when I heard bishop Jensen say that I was ready to blow up on him; but his words were more powerful than my emotions. Greatfully I started down the path of mercy. A few months ago we were able to meet with the perpetrator. It was a difficult but wonderful reunion. Mercy, love, and Christ filled the conversation.
The gift of life is amazing. It is fragile. It is wonderful. Live each day as if it were your last. In 2 Timothy 4 Paul counsels us "I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith". I think one of the greatest gifts I can give my children is the gift of mercy. Not just to our own family, but to all I come in contact with. Life is too short to not give that heavenly sent gift!
I was talking with John Middleton, a great friend of mine, the other day about lifes challenges. I was reflecting on how strong the Calder family is. Regardless of the trials they are going through they have been patient, caring, loving, and ever faithful. What an example! John pointed out that he is sure just like I would not want the trials the Calder family has, and they would not want mine. How interesting that this life has been designed to help us grow; never designed to push us towards failure.
If life is fragile how should we treat it. President Monson in his article "Now is the Time" stated "How fragile life, how certain death. Because life is fragile and death inevitable, we must make the most of each day." I think making the most of each day means to live life to the fullest. That does nto mean that we should all take up dangerous sports and risk our lives for the seek of thrill. But instead we should let anger, sorrow, pain and misery disappear. Give up the carnal need to hold onto hurt feelings. Be willing to forgive, even when you may not feel that you are ready to. I have reflected many times when I am away at work or on a trip on what my kids lasting memory of me will be. I remember times when I was driving through the desert all alone and thankful that I said goodbye for the day to my kids. Thankful that we did not have a fight or hurt feelings. I could not imagine the pain and anguish if I were to pass away and leave my last experience a negative one.
And so I work each day to give an extra hug, embrace or kiss to each of my loved ones. Be quick to apologize and say sorry. Give mercy where none is expected or deserved. Last week John Middleton gave me one of the greatest compliments I have ever received. It has brought tears to my eyes many times. We were discussing an employee and I made comment on how my boss has shown greater mercy than I would have. John was very quick to tell me how odd that sounded coming from my mouth because I was the most merciful person he knew. And yet I feel so inadequate. The greatest examply of mercy is Christ. Mercy has not come easy to me. There have been many times in my life that I was ready to dismiss a friendship or relationship due to hurt feelings. My wife has prompted my time and again to give forgiveness.
I don't think I was able to show forgiveness fully until just a few years ago. When we lived in Smithfield Utah, one of our children was sexually abused by a good friend and neighbor. How difficult that was for me as a father. I was so filled with anger and hate that I wanted to see that person phsyically hurt. It brings sadness to my heart today to think that I was so filled with the sorrow that satan wanted me to feel that I was willing to risk my own family to claim what I thought was retribution. Gladly I did not. Our bishop was so kind and gave such wonderful words of advice and encouraged us to not "canker our souls". I must admit when I heard bishop Jensen say that I was ready to blow up on him; but his words were more powerful than my emotions. Greatfully I started down the path of mercy. A few months ago we were able to meet with the perpetrator. It was a difficult but wonderful reunion. Mercy, love, and Christ filled the conversation.
The gift of life is amazing. It is fragile. It is wonderful. Live each day as if it were your last. In 2 Timothy 4 Paul counsels us "I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith". I think one of the greatest gifts I can give my children is the gift of mercy. Not just to our own family, but to all I come in contact with. Life is too short to not give that heavenly sent gift!
Journals for a Life Remembered
This is a very interesting and tough time for our ward. Recently Brother Duane Calder passed away from a brain tumor. The funeral was amazing. Sister Kristen Calder and her girls are such a strength a personal hero to me. But that is not why I am writing. Rachael came to me telling me that she was talking to the Calder girls and asked if Duane kept a journal. Although I am not sure if he did or how in depth it was, Rachael encouraged me to do so. With the sweet tears and look that only a child can give a parent, she reminded me that I have had so many spiritual experiences in my life. If I kept a journal my children would be able to know of some of those experiences.
And here it is another day, with me not really wanting to journal. I am not even sure why I do not. Perhaps it is the the guilt of feeling like I should be doing something else. Maybe it is because when I do have a moment I want to whisk away the pressure of the world by watching tv or reading or book. Or perhaps it is because I struggle to put down my thoughts. To my they sound like the ramblings of a deranged mind. I am not sure what my excuse of the day is today.
But here I am, at home in the middle of the weekday, writing in my journal of thoughts. I think I decided to pick it up today because we found out today that another of our dear friends has passed away. Another life tragically taken at such a young age. Linda Dexter has suffered much in her life. She has certainly battled many physical and mental issues. But I think most of all she has suffered from lack of friendship. Many in the ward are nice to her. They chat and talk, but few have really been able to get to know her. As I sit here with tears running down my cheek, I think of one of my greatest heroes in life. Becky has been able to get to know Linda in a way that few have had a chance to do.
It started as many friendships do - visiting teaching. You see, Linda is Becky's visiting teacher. The lessons and visits were nice and friendly, but as time went on the friendship grew. Recently Becky has been such a close confidant that Linda bore her whole soul to her. The ups, the downs - relationships, etc. Just last week the two ladies went to the mall to shop for Andrews birthday. Becky came home so excited to have such a close friend. One that was and is centered on Christ.
Becky and I have had several dealings with depression. We have experience going through it, helping children, friends, and loved ones. It is interesting that the tone in our ward from what I have heard is that Linda committed suicide. How sad and judgemental that is! Even if it is true so many people speak without experience. How easy it is for them to see they messy Dexter home and grumble stating tritely that they just need to "de-clutter". If they only understood the emotional and mental struggles. Perhaps someday, when I am more courageous, I will write about my struggles with depression. Let it suffice to say that we should not focus on what might be. But focus on what is. A family is in morning; a life has been lost. and generations will feel the effects. We do not know if Linda committed suicide. Even is she did that should not change our opportunity to love and to serve. Now more than ever the family needs our help, our love, and our support. To the good sisters who are helping clean and organize - I thank you. May each and every one of you feel the love of Christ as you serve and not murmur. May your hearts be softened, and your love increase. Christ of over all things and he has suffered this for all. It is my prayer that we allow the atonement to work on each of us, sinner and victim alike.
And here it is another day, with me not really wanting to journal. I am not even sure why I do not. Perhaps it is the the guilt of feeling like I should be doing something else. Maybe it is because when I do have a moment I want to whisk away the pressure of the world by watching tv or reading or book. Or perhaps it is because I struggle to put down my thoughts. To my they sound like the ramblings of a deranged mind. I am not sure what my excuse of the day is today.
But here I am, at home in the middle of the weekday, writing in my journal of thoughts. I think I decided to pick it up today because we found out today that another of our dear friends has passed away. Another life tragically taken at such a young age. Linda Dexter has suffered much in her life. She has certainly battled many physical and mental issues. But I think most of all she has suffered from lack of friendship. Many in the ward are nice to her. They chat and talk, but few have really been able to get to know her. As I sit here with tears running down my cheek, I think of one of my greatest heroes in life. Becky has been able to get to know Linda in a way that few have had a chance to do.
It started as many friendships do - visiting teaching. You see, Linda is Becky's visiting teacher. The lessons and visits were nice and friendly, but as time went on the friendship grew. Recently Becky has been such a close confidant that Linda bore her whole soul to her. The ups, the downs - relationships, etc. Just last week the two ladies went to the mall to shop for Andrews birthday. Becky came home so excited to have such a close friend. One that was and is centered on Christ.
Becky and I have had several dealings with depression. We have experience going through it, helping children, friends, and loved ones. It is interesting that the tone in our ward from what I have heard is that Linda committed suicide. How sad and judgemental that is! Even if it is true so many people speak without experience. How easy it is for them to see they messy Dexter home and grumble stating tritely that they just need to "de-clutter". If they only understood the emotional and mental struggles. Perhaps someday, when I am more courageous, I will write about my struggles with depression. Let it suffice to say that we should not focus on what might be. But focus on what is. A family is in morning; a life has been lost. and generations will feel the effects. We do not know if Linda committed suicide. Even is she did that should not change our opportunity to love and to serve. Now more than ever the family needs our help, our love, and our support. To the good sisters who are helping clean and organize - I thank you. May each and every one of you feel the love of Christ as you serve and not murmur. May your hearts be softened, and your love increase. Christ of over all things and he has suffered this for all. It is my prayer that we allow the atonement to work on each of us, sinner and victim alike.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Beaches
I love beaches. Little beaches, big beaches, cold beaches, warm beaches. If there is sand and it is adjacent to the ocean, I am happy.
Something Interesting
Isn't interesting how life can throw you curve balls. And they come when you least expect it too.
Monday, May 19, 2008
A Brand New Day
Wow, what a day! Rachael got her license today!!! Yea, we are so excited. I called up our insurance company today and added her - I was not expecting the sticker shock. Another $500 every 6 months. But after I got over the initial shock, I realized that the price of sanity is well worth it. Of course there will be added insanity - like my daughter now has more freedom to come and go. This leads to other opportunities for her to make mistakes. But at this point we have to let her be more independant. We have taught her well, now it is time for her to begin to test her own freedom.
And freedom will be great for us as well. As I am posting this blog, Rachael is at cheer - and we did not have to drive her! So now we have some freedom too. She can drive to cheer, to her friends across town, to the physical therapist, etc etc etc. That in and of itself is well worth the added insurance premium.
So today is a brand new day. A day of freedom, a day of liberation...and yes, a day to be worried that she is out in the world and we are not there with her. Rachael, we love you and are so proud. Congratulations!!!
And freedom will be great for us as well. As I am posting this blog, Rachael is at cheer - and we did not have to drive her! So now we have some freedom too. She can drive to cheer, to her friends across town, to the physical therapist, etc etc etc. That in and of itself is well worth the added insurance premium.
So today is a brand new day. A day of freedom, a day of liberation...and yes, a day to be worried that she is out in the world and we are not there with her. Rachael, we love you and are so proud. Congratulations!!!
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Slow to Update
Ok - so I have been pretty slow to update my blog lately. What am I talking about lately? I have historically been slow to update my blog. So, here it is; consider it updated :)
Really I have a lot to update and chat about. This past weekend Becky and I attended a conference about money management. It has really changed the way Becky and I look at our finances. Of course time will tell, but I can honestly say that I am ready to practice what we have learned about. Saving, investing, paying debt, etc. All things we have learned about in school, family, and life, but never in such a profound way. Let is just suffice to say we are better people today than we were last week.
Isn't that the goal of life? To be better today then you were yesterday? I don't think that anyone can expect perfection, but we can expect to make stides in the direction of perfection. Ok, with that being said, I think I need to sign off for the night. I will honestly try to update my blog more (at least 3 times a month from here on out!)
Really I have a lot to update and chat about. This past weekend Becky and I attended a conference about money management. It has really changed the way Becky and I look at our finances. Of course time will tell, but I can honestly say that I am ready to practice what we have learned about. Saving, investing, paying debt, etc. All things we have learned about in school, family, and life, but never in such a profound way. Let is just suffice to say we are better people today than we were last week.
Isn't that the goal of life? To be better today then you were yesterday? I don't think that anyone can expect perfection, but we can expect to make stides in the direction of perfection. Ok, with that being said, I think I need to sign off for the night. I will honestly try to update my blog more (at least 3 times a month from here on out!)
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Birthday
Aren't birthdays interesting. It seems the older I get the less stressed I become over birthdays. Let's face it, each and everyday you are a day older than you were before. Birthdays don't really change anything.
What I can say is that the day was just want I needed. We had some great friends come over and share a wonderful meal together. By the way, I love my wife. She made me one of my favorite meals - home made refried beans, mexican rice, and chicken taquitos. Then we finished it up with some lemon bars that Rachael made. My day could not have been better - my kids treated me like royalty. They got up early and made me breakfast, a sign that they all signed, and just basic take care of Dad day. I love it. That was the best present I could have received. And to wrap it all up my wife wrote the most amazing post on her blog about me. I LOVE HER! She is the best and makes this crazy life all worth it. I could not imagine life without her.
What I can say is that the day was just want I needed. We had some great friends come over and share a wonderful meal together. By the way, I love my wife. She made me one of my favorite meals - home made refried beans, mexican rice, and chicken taquitos. Then we finished it up with some lemon bars that Rachael made. My day could not have been better - my kids treated me like royalty. They got up early and made me breakfast, a sign that they all signed, and just basic take care of Dad day. I love it. That was the best present I could have received. And to wrap it all up my wife wrote the most amazing post on her blog about me. I LOVE HER! She is the best and makes this crazy life all worth it. I could not imagine life without her.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Stress
There is an old song by David Bowie and Queen call Pressure. So I am feeling the pressure of life and work. It seems like everywhere I turn it is there. So all I can do is just climb over it. My dear bride quoted me a line from a book that she is reading that states that "You are Bigger than you Problems!" If not the problems will be bigger than you. So my main goal for the day (work...nope) is to overcome my problems. NOT let them overcome me. To the day I say "Here I am...sure I have pressue and stress, but I will NOT let them beat me. I am bigger than my problems!"
Now that I say that how do I overcome my problems? ...I don't know. Ok, I do know how. One step at a time. Some are baby steps, others are larger than life. But if I move forward when I fall I will fall forward. (wow it is just starting to feel like a good cliche day. I wonder how many more I can use this day. Funny how a good cliche just makes you feel better.) I think what I really need is my flip flops and a good hawaiin shirt.
Oh and Becky...yes I am writing on my blog. I may not do it every day (ok or even every week) but I am writing...occasionally.
Another song just came to mind. To Life from Fiddler on the Roof.
A great message indeed. May we all take what the Lord blesses us with.
Now that I say that how do I overcome my problems? ...I don't know. Ok, I do know how. One step at a time. Some are baby steps, others are larger than life. But if I move forward when I fall I will fall forward. (wow it is just starting to feel like a good cliche day. I wonder how many more I can use this day. Funny how a good cliche just makes you feel better.) I think what I really need is my flip flops and a good hawaiin shirt.
Oh and Becky...yes I am writing on my blog. I may not do it every day (ok or even every week) but I am writing...occasionally.
Another song just came to mind. To Life from Fiddler on the Roof.
To life, l'chai-im!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
One day it's honey and raisin cake,
Next day a stomach ache,
Drink L'chai-im, to life!
Our great men have written words of
Wisdom to be used
When hardship must be faced;
Life obliges us with hardship
So the words of wisdom
shouldn't go to waste.
To us and our good fortune
Be happy be healthy, long life!
And if our good fortune never comes
Here's to whatever comes,
Drink l'chaim, to life!
A great message indeed. May we all take what the Lord blesses us with.
Monday, March 24, 2008
I Hate my Dodge
Yup, basically I can not stand Chrysler, Jeep, Dodge. I think it is criminal what they are doing to us. Ok, the long and short, is that I bought a very nice truck in March 2007. I brought it home and I had finally bought my dream vehicle....then the issues began. In the first year of ownership I have had the vehicle in the shop for more that 30 days for repairs. According to the Utah Lemon Law, this vehicle should be repurchased from Chrysler. So I filed a complaint in January of 2008 with the Utah Division of Consumer Protection and have been fighting it ever since!
Well I am tired of it. So I decided to post all of my notes about my truck so that the world can read my experience and be warned when they go to purchase a Chrysler product. One of the big stinkers about this is that my brother-in-law is a salesman for Ken Garff West Valley Dodge. He is a great guy, but unfortunately the product he stands behind is not. So world feel free to read all of my notes (updated almost daily) and make a decision for yourself.
Well I am tired of it. So I decided to post all of my notes about my truck so that the world can read my experience and be warned when they go to purchase a Chrysler product. One of the big stinkers about this is that my brother-in-law is a salesman for Ken Garff West Valley Dodge. He is a great guy, but unfortunately the product he stands behind is not. So world feel free to read all of my notes (updated almost daily) and make a decision for yourself.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
The Sweet Spirit of Children
Today I had the opportunity to substitute in primary for Clairissa's class. I marveled at how strong and wise their spirits are at the tender age of 9 and 10. Their teacher called me this morning and told me that she had hurt her back yesterday doing to much around the yard, so she needed somebody to help out. Of course it was a bad day to ask only because we are in the ward choir who was performing today and we had practice early this morning. So, needless to say, I did not get a chance to prepare a lesson. These children were so fun though. They worked hard at participating and they were so patient with me as I fumbled through reading the lesson as I taught. We had a beautiful moment though as I challenged them to find out for themselves if Jesus really did live and die for us. The spirit was strong as we spoke of gaining knowledge and a witness of the truth. Then, we went into sharing time where I got to listen to them sing a song that struck my heart. I know I can do better in my life and this thought was brought home so well by the sweet voices of children singing. The words to the song they sang are as follows:
1. If the Savior stood beside me,
would I do the things I do?
Would I think of His commandments,
and try harder to be true?
Would I follow His example?
Would I live more righteously
if I could see the Savior standing nigh,
watching over me?
2. If the Savior stood beside me,
would I say the things I say?
Would my words be true and kind
if He was never far away?
Would I try to share the gospel?
Would I speak more rev’rently
if I could see the Savior standing nigh,
watching over me?
though I do not see Him there,
And because He loves me dearly,
I am in His watchful care.
So I’ll be the kind of person
that I know I’d like to be
if I could see the Savior standing nigh,
watching over me.
Bread of Life
Today is Easter Sunday and we are getting ready to go to church. What a blessing it is to be able to go and celebrate Christ; his life, his ministry, his resurrection. This is such a special day - a day to rejoice in Christ!
During sacrament we will be singing an amazing arrangement of How Great the Wisdom and the Love. As we were practicing the song, our choir directory Katie Delahunty encouraged us to really focus on the words. Wow, what a difference. I instantly felt the Spirit fill my soul and I had to hold back the tears. I am not sure how I will be able to when we sing it for the congregation today.
I love this song and the message it gives. Christ has given all to us; then why can we not give just a little more to him. I love this gospel that has testifies of the life of Christ. The joy He has brought in my life. It is my testimony that Christ lives. That he overcame death! Because he has, we will be able to return to our Heavenly Father! Oh if this is so, why can we not be better? Better at serving other, at giving, at helping those in need, and at giving forgiveness. The power of mercy is great! I love my Heavenly Father! I love my life as a follower of Christ. It is my humble Easter prayer that each of us will renew our faith in Him.
During sacrament we will be singing an amazing arrangement of How Great the Wisdom and the Love. As we were practicing the song, our choir directory Katie Delahunty encouraged us to really focus on the words. Wow, what a difference. I instantly felt the Spirit fill my soul and I had to hold back the tears. I am not sure how I will be able to when we sing it for the congregation today.
How great the wisdom and the love that filled the courts on high and sent the Savior from above. To suffer, bleed and die! His precious bleed he freely spilt; his life he freely gave. A sinless sacrifice for guilt, a dying world to save. By strict obedience Jesus won the prize with glory rife: "Thy will, O god, not mine be done," adorned his mortal life. He marked the path and led the way, and every point defines to light and life and endless day where God's full presence shines. In mem'ry of the broken flesh we eat the broken bread, and witness with the cup, afresh, our faith in Christ, our Head. How great, how glorious, how complete, redemption's grand design, where justice, love, and mercy meet in harmony divine!
I love this song and the message it gives. Christ has given all to us; then why can we not give just a little more to him. I love this gospel that has testifies of the life of Christ. The joy He has brought in my life. It is my testimony that Christ lives. That he overcame death! Because he has, we will be able to return to our Heavenly Father! Oh if this is so, why can we not be better? Better at serving other, at giving, at helping those in need, and at giving forgiveness. The power of mercy is great! I love my Heavenly Father! I love my life as a follower of Christ. It is my humble Easter prayer that each of us will renew our faith in Him.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Blogging is a form of journal writing
Well, at least it is for me. I really struggle writing down my thoughts on a sheet of paper. Of course, even if I did, I would not be able to read my own writing :) So tonight we went to the adult session of Stake Conference. I loved it, as I always do. This session is always my favorite. But of course the last time I wrote in my paper based journal was October 7, 2007 (General Conference). And the last time I wrote before that was the April 2007 conference. So I guess my paper journal has really just become my conference notebook. Not really a bad thing, at least I am writing my thoughts down somewhere. But it was great, the first counsellor in the Stake Presidency, President Tillman, mentioned that even blogging can be a form of journal writing.
Elder M. Russell Ballard, of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles, mentioned in a graduation ceremony that members should utilize technology to further the work of the church. Elder Ballard urged us to "use the Internet — including blogs and other forms of “new media” — to contribute to a national conversation about The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints."
President Tillman's thoughts went right along with Elder Ballards talk. To use a blog to write down your thoughts and experiences. They do not necessarily need to be shared with the world, but the idea that we are at least capturing our thoughts and preparing them for future generations.
So is blogging the newest form of journal writing. I hope so. At least then I can read what I wrote!
Friday, March 14, 2008
Road Show!!!
Ok, so maybe it was not a road show, but it was a stake play. Tonight, we took the family to John and Dione's Stake Play - "The Music Man". It was so much fun. It was probably one of the best stake plays I have ever seen. In fact, it was the full play, not just a cut down version. Funny thing is, Becky and I missed our own Stake Play (and we were invited to be in it) to come to the play tonight. I feel a little guilty, but I sure wish that our stake would do some production that wasn't so spiritually based. Not that a spiritual play is bad, but the last three plays for our stake have all been spiritual. What ever happened to the good old days when a play just had to be clean and fun?
But what is up with todays teenagers? As we were sitting there trying to enjoy the play, there were 8 teenagers that sat and chatted. And it was not just a quiet whisper. No, it was full blown conversation. Even the people in front of us were looking back at them. So Rachael decided to take the matter into her own hands (I love this about her). She turned back and asked them to be quiet. It worked for a few minutes. It finally got bad enough that both Rachael and I turned back and stated a little more emphatically to "shut up" because we were trying to enjoy the show. I even went so far as to un-invite them - Okay, I flat out told them to leave and that we did not want them here if they were going to talk. That did it. They were quiet the rest of the first act. During intermission they went out to the hall, and thankfully, never came back for the second act. Sure I have some guilt about how forcefully Rachael and I (okay mostly me) handled it. But I just couldn't handle them talking one more instant.
Friday, February 1, 2008
Amazing music
Well, actually it is lyrics. Andrew has such an amazing ability and talent. He has written lyrics or poetry before, but I really like what he has done here.
She has Changed
The light that I saw when I looked in her eyes
Had me open mine and listen to her cries
For the need of attention, and lost hope that lies inside
She’s changed she’s changed
From the inside out
She’s darker than night
And colder than ice
Who once was so harm less?
Is now here to fight
Now she needs someone
To show her the light.
I look in her eyes I’m scared half to death
She’s no longer herself she’s taken her breath
(Chorus)
Her makeup is darker than her dark brown eyes.
I’m up in the night I can hear her cries.
I pray to god, tonight no one dies.
She’s changed she’s changed
From the inside out
She’s darker than night
And colder than ice
Who now is so harmless
She once loved to fight
Now I am here
To show her the light
She’s changed
She’s changed
She’s changed
She has Changed
The light that I saw when I looked in her eyes
Had me open mine and listen to her cries
For the need of attention, and lost hope that lies inside
She’s changed she’s changed
From the inside out
She’s darker than night
And colder than ice
Who once was so harm less?
Is now here to fight
Now she needs someone
To show her the light.
I look in her eyes I’m scared half to death
She’s no longer herself she’s taken her breath
(Chorus)
Her makeup is darker than her dark brown eyes.
I’m up in the night I can hear her cries.
I pray to god, tonight no one dies.
She’s changed she’s changed
From the inside out
She’s darker than night
And colder than ice
Who now is so harmless
She once loved to fight
Now I am here
To show her the light
She’s changed
She’s changed
She’s changed
Monday, January 28, 2008
Cold Season
Wow, I have just been hit with the cold of the season. Seems like it has been every variety that I could have imagined. After being out for the past week, I am back at work, but man do I wish I was home. I am exhausted. As hard as I try, I am still in a fog and everything just seems to be passing me by. Oh well - what can I do but try to push forward.
The news sure has been interested. Last night at about 7pm, President Gordon B. Hinckley passed away. I have cried more than once, but not because of sadness. Rather it is for complete awe for what he has accomplished in his life. And it is not just his apostleship or him being a prophet. Sure what he has done in the past 13 years as a prophet is amazing, but even more is what he has done leading up to that holy calling. As a church employee I look at what he accomplished in absolute reverence. If I in my best of days can accomplish what he has done in the hardest of times. He always pushed himself to excellence. Looking for innovative ways to keep the work pushing forward. May I try to emulate him. There is a quote that I have heard, and people have attributed it to President Hinckley. It goes something like: It is one thing to study of the great leaders of our time, it is another to try to follow in their footsteps.
There is one thing that has really bothered me though. So much of the news has talked about what a great man he was - all that he did. There have been vigils, hymns, discussions etc. But I wonder if he is looking down encouraging the Lord's children to look to Heavenly Father and Christ's example rather than the life that the president lived. Sure he was a great man, and an amazing example. But I think he would be the first to tell you that he is because of the gospel of Jesus Christ. Maybe perhaps this should point us all to study more of Christ, and less of the world.
The news sure has been interested. Last night at about 7pm, President Gordon B. Hinckley passed away. I have cried more than once, but not because of sadness. Rather it is for complete awe for what he has accomplished in his life. And it is not just his apostleship or him being a prophet. Sure what he has done in the past 13 years as a prophet is amazing, but even more is what he has done leading up to that holy calling. As a church employee I look at what he accomplished in absolute reverence. If I in my best of days can accomplish what he has done in the hardest of times. He always pushed himself to excellence. Looking for innovative ways to keep the work pushing forward. May I try to emulate him. There is a quote that I have heard, and people have attributed it to President Hinckley. It goes something like: It is one thing to study of the great leaders of our time, it is another to try to follow in their footsteps.
There is one thing that has really bothered me though. So much of the news has talked about what a great man he was - all that he did. There have been vigils, hymns, discussions etc. But I wonder if he is looking down encouraging the Lord's children to look to Heavenly Father and Christ's example rather than the life that the president lived. Sure he was a great man, and an amazing example. But I think he would be the first to tell you that he is because of the gospel of Jesus Christ. Maybe perhaps this should point us all to study more of Christ, and less of the world.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
I always thought I was original
Ok, I always thought I was a bit unique. I have lived in the Rocky Mountain region for most of my life and have always worn shorts and flip-flops regardless of the weather. My kids even tease me when I wear my flip-flops in the snow. Of course, they have every right to give me a hard time. A few years back we were living in Northern Utah and had a very typical winter storm. I needed to run outside to get something out of the car, and without thinking about it, went outside in my typical shorts and flip-flops. I made it a good 10 feet before I was practically ice skating. Of course I landed on my backside in the snow. The kids sure loved seeing dad in the snow, cold, wet, and still in flip-flops.
So when I went to create my blog today, I tried the name flipflopsinthesnow.blogspot.com. Guess I am not so unique because someone else already grabbed that name. So, the new name, aptly suggested by my oldest is that I should combine some of my favorites (moose and flip-flops). Well, even the name moose has a history, but I will save that for another day.
So when I went to create my blog today, I tried the name flipflopsinthesnow.blogspot.com. Guess I am not so unique because someone else already grabbed that name. So, the new name, aptly suggested by my oldest is that I should combine some of my favorites (moose and flip-flops). Well, even the name moose has a history, but I will save that for another day.
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