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Longing For Inspiration?


Are you longing for something uplifting and inspirational?  Wouldn’t you love to experience real inspiration to help you in your life?  Come right KBYU or lds.org and peak in on the General Conference of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  The Mormon Tabernacle Choir, insightful messages by great men and women who live good lives and have the spirit of God with them.

General Conference is live today and tomorrow from 10:00am to 12:00pm MST and 2:00pm to 4:00pm MST (April 1 and 2, 2017).  Or find it later at lds.org.  There is also a special meeting for the men tonight at 6:00pm to 7:30pm, and there was a special meeting for women last Saturday, March 25, that will be rebroadcast on KBYU at 8:00am to 9:30am tomorrow morning and is always available at lds.org.

Come, try it and see.  See how you feel.  Learn what God has in store for you.  🙂

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Memories of My Father


I received the most wondrous gift recently – a beautiful quilt made from my father’s shirts!

My wonderful sister-in-law collected came up with this thoughtful and creative idea.  She collected his shirts from my mother, along with some of her old dresses.

Then she went to work, putting together a patchwork quilt for my mother, as well as lap quilts for each of us kids.  It is truly remarkable!

As I look at it, I see my father’s work shirts, set together in patches of flannel here and scraps of broadcloth there.  She even found some material that had school buses on it and included 2 large sections of that.  He had driven a school bus for many, many years and everyone knows him as the bus driver.

And between the sections, she put little squares of my mother’s dresses.  I remember some of them.  Her special occasion and Sunday dresses, nice going places dresses, and workable house dresses – each played a role in her active and busy life.

Here are my father’s work shirts, his warmer shirts, his cooler shirts.  So many different colors, patterns, and textures.

And there, in beautiful plain white, are his best shirts – the ones he wore to church on Sundays, as he went off to complete a Priesthood assignment or give a blessing, or to go to the temple – The House of the Lord.  The sacred feelings that were stirred, seeing the white swatches were truly meaningful and reverent.

Finding Less to Fight About


How nice it is when you finally settle down and don’t take everything so personally anymore!

When you’re young and don’t know any better, you can take offense so easily.  Things that really don’t matter get you bristling, an innocent word or action by someone instantly jumps you into fight or flight mode, and heaven forbid anyone actually outright tries to insult you!

That makes for a rough, stressful, often gut-wrenching life.  😦

How nice it is when you finally settle down and don’t take everything so personally anymore!

Then things that don’t really matter usually run off you like water on a duck’s back, innocent words and actions stay innocent and may even make you smile, and you finally find yourself overlooking insults as thoughtless or actually meaningless moments by someone who is in some type of immediate distress, feeling insecure.

And you can easily let it go.

Especially when it comes from someone you love.  You put them first, and more important, than whatever it is that is trying to get between you.  You might let it in for a moment, that’s only human.  But you know how to rise above it and move on to more important things.

True bliss!

Thank You, God, For Mothers!


I talked with my mother on the phone this morning.  We had a good visit.  I love talking to her.

I try to stay in touch fairly regularly.  We catch up with what is going on in each other’s lives, sharing the good as well as the bad that is happening to us.

You know, our mothers help keep us in line all our lives.  They were the first ones to love and teach and guide us when we were young.  They sacrificed so much for us so we could have it better than they did.  Usually that meant giving up what they wanted, or even needed, so we could have the things that we need.

Mothers are warm and tender and caring…and hard!

They actually make you

  • do your homework,
  • clean your room,
  • finish your chores,
  • eat your vegetables,
  • practice your instrument,
  • and/or your athletics,
  • apologize to people you hurt (even when they don’t know about it),
  • be nice to your family,
  • and go to church! 

I am eternally grateful for that one!  Well, really for all of them.  🙂

Yes, thank you, Father in Heaven, for mothers. 

Just think what we would be without them!

25 Days of Christ – Day 14


It is impossible for Christmas to be ruined!

True?  Not true?  What is Christmas?

Some will say it is getting up Christmas morning and finding that Santa left the perfect gift under the tree! 

Others say it is the bright lights, merry music, and holiday decorations that bring joy into our lives. 

There are those who say that it is the excitement of parties, shopping, and planning that perfect meal. 

Many say it is being home, with family and friends to celebrate togetherness and warmth. 

If this is what Christmas is, then the opening statement is not true, as any of these, and usually one or more of them, does not turn out the way we expected or dreamed about.

If you peel back these layers, what are you left with? 

What was there on the very first Christmas?

There were no decorated trees, brightly wrapped packages, holiday music, or lists of presents to buy.

What was the first Christmas?  What was the reason for the season?  What is left when you take away everything else?

Christ.  God’s gift to the world.  He is the gift. 

It is impossible for Christmas to be ruined!

 

Wedding Reception and Baby Blessing


It’s been a busy weekend and it’s nice to sit and relax for a moment.  This weekend has been all about family.

With a beautiful wedding reception for one, and the sacred blessing of a new child for another, we came together to celebrate and enjoy being together.

Family is a wonderful thing, a blessing from our wise and all-knowing Father in Heaven.

A family is there to help us through the rough times in life.  A family is there to celebrate the good times with us.  A family is there to love and strengthen each other, to be best friends, confidants, to help heal heartaches, and to get us through difficulties.

When you think about it, the family is a truly unique and inspiring phenomena.  It is like a garden, where we learn to give tender, loving care to nurture grass, flowers, bushes, and trees and watch them grow and develop.  A garden is impacted by many things: sun, rain, soil, heat, cold, attention, neglect.

A family is the same way, impacted by many things: love, time, attention, neglect, money, warmth, insecurity, greed, selflessness.

In a family we have the opportunity to gain many skills, character traits, and attributes that we otherwise might not ever learn.  A family can help bring out the very best in us!

 

Reading My Father’s Scriptures


I picked up my father’s scriptures and gently thumbed through the pages.  He is gone and I saw them sitting on the shelf.

There was his name in faded, gold, capital letters on both books.  One, the Bible, King James version (my favorite too).  The other, the triple combination of the Book of Mormon, the Doctrine and Covenants, and the Pearl of Great Price.  Together these are the scriptures I have learned since my youth, studied as I grew, and loved all my life.

There are some bookmarks in them.  A card with the Old Testament chronology on it, several small pink slips of paper with scriptures and page numbers written on them in green or red ink – 3 Nephi 18:19-20 443, D&C 1:30 pg 3, D&C 88:14, 15, 16 166, and Moses 3:17 [no page number] – and a white slip, Moroni 10:32 531.

I notice a couple small paper clips on select pages, one holds a slip of paper with the generations from Adam to “Methusela oldest man” written in pencil for a lesson he taught sometime in his life.

Searching a little further I see scripture passages underlined, often in red, sometimes in green [funny, I use red, and blue 🙂 ], and sections where there is a red X at the beginning of a passage and then a / at the end, i.e. D&C 9:3-14 “Be patient, my son, for it is wisdom in me…you must study it out in your mind; then you must ask me if it be right, and if it is right I will cause that your bosom shall burn within you; therefore, you shall feel that it is right.”

As I see the little markings throughout the scriptures, I can almost picture him studying a lesson that he will be teaching, marking a passage he heard in a class, or underlining a verse that touched his soul as he studied the scriptures on his own or with my mother.  It warms my heart to read these passages and feel the love and power of God come through to me also as I read them once more, this time realizing that they had special meaning to my father.

I find myself pondering not only on these things that were obviously important to my father, but contemplating also other things that were important to him as evidenced by the way things were left when he passed away, particularly in the garage where things were cleaned off (though now a bit dusty) before being put into the section where they belonged, painting, gardening, electrical, hand tools, power tools, the old radio we always stored in the basement, etc.

And I can’t help but wonder if everything was exactly as he wanted it, or if, like me, some things are simply where they were put down “for now”.  What will people think they know about me by the state of my possessions when I pass on?

Think I’ll go through some of them right now…