Thursday, June 11, 2015

Burning Curiosity


I have had a moth flying around in my bathroom the last couple of days. The cats have noticed him too and have been trying to catch him. The other day Tenny leapt up onto the window screen for a better view and crash bang! She and the screen both landed in the tub. That was the end of the adventure for both of them.
Last night I was reading in bed with a high intensity lamp on. The moth, attracted to the flame was dancing around the light; dive bombed my eye and was swiped away quickly. Unfortunately, for the moth, right into the burning hot light.  Zap! Fizzle swit! End of moth.
How often do we find ourselves attracted to that bright light, that flitting object that catches our attention but isn’t always for our good?Although we are encouraged to look to the light we need to choose the best things to gravitate towards.

One of the Divine Attributes of Jesus Christ is Virtue

“Let virtue garnish thy thoughts unceasingly; then shall thy confidence wax strong in the presence of God; and the doctrine of the priesthood shall distil upon thy soul as the dews from heaven” (D&C 121:45).    
What is virtue? President James E. Faust (1920–2007) said: “Virtue in its fuller sense encompasses all traits of righteousness that help us form our character.”

Of the relationship between women and virtue, Elder D Todd Christofferson of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles said: “Women bring with them into the world a certain virtue, a divine gift that makes them adept at instilling such qualities as faith, courage, empathy, and refinement in relationships and in cultures. …
“Sisters, of all your associations, it is your relationship with God, your Heavenly Father, who is the source of your moral power, that you must always put first in your life. Remember that Jesus’ power came through His single-minded devotion to the will of the Father. … Strive to be that kind of disciple of the Father and the Son, and your influence will never fade.”
In Philippians 4: 4-7,12-13 we read,
 4 Rejoice in the Lord always: and again I say, Rejoice.
 5 Let your moderation be known unto all men. The Lord is at hand.
 6 Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.
 7 And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
  12 I know both how to be abased, and I know how to abound: every where and in all things I am instructed both to be full and to be hungry, both to abound and to suffer need.
 13 I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.

Through His virtue, Christ can heal, enable, strengthen, comfort, and cheer when we choose with courage and faith to reach out to Him.
How does virtue empower and strengthen us?
Have a good month and an enjoyable summer

Friday, May 15, 2015

Being a Good Shepherd






I hate being stereotyped. 

“She’s fat –she doesn’t care about good health.

She’s old so must be senile.
She doesn’t work- she must be lazy, or uneducated.

And worst of all she’s a woman. They don’t count!

Recently I have had a couple of stories brought to my attention by two friends. The first felt slighted in church because her husband divorced her. Friends still welcome her husband but she feels invisible.
The second was following the directions given her in her calling in church, but another member verbally attacked her, correcting her behavior. She became fearful of him and won’t go to church anymore. Her minister left her feeling like the other person’s feelings were more important because he was a powerful man.
I was reading an old Ensign magazine when I came across and article
Me? A Shepherd in Israel?
By Elder Daniel L. Johnson of the Seventy

“One of the practices that distinguishes The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is that of having lay shepherds. We have no paid clergy in the wards, branches, stakes, and districts of the Church; rather, the members themselves minister to each other.
Every member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints has a calling to be a shepherd in Israel. Member-shepherds serve in bishoprics and branch presidencies, as priesthood and auxiliary leaders, as clerks and secretaries, as teachers of every kind—including home and visiting teachers—and in countless other capacities.
Lay shepherds have several things in common. Each has sheep to nourish, encourage, and serve. Each is called by the Lord through His appointed servants. Each is accountable to the Lord for his or her stewardship as a shepherd.”

“We are shepherds watching over Israel. The hungry sheep look up, ready to be fed the bread of life. … Our task is to reach out to those who, for whatever reason, are in need of our help.”
Two breeds of sheep came to my mind.
Shropshires are gentle in disposition. The ewes are prolific and long-lived with wonderful mothering and milking abilities.
Their adaptability to all kinds of pasture land, hardiness to withstand our variable climate, close, oily wool to shield them from the snows and sleet, their longevity and prolificacy and many other outstanding qualities made them widely popular in the States

Merino, breed of fine-wool sheep originating in Spain. It was particularly well adapted to semiarid climates and to nomadic pasturing. Many new breeds come from them.
As shepherds do we just look after the Merinos and ignore the Shropshires?
Or are we responsible for all breeds?

We can relate this not to just the religious stories of finding the lost sheep but also to the different religious and ethnic and economic backgrounds of those we meet and work with.
In one book I’m reading a woman was terrified of the Indians because she had heard stories of savages in the old west.
In our country there are many who fear Muslims because of the actions of some.
We avoid the homeless and the mentally ill.
We turn away from immigrants. We ignore the handicapped, and the poor.
So I asked my cousin whose husband is both a sheepherder and a bishop if he was able to treat his Shropshires and Merinos with equal love. She said they raised Rambouillet/Suffolk sheep.

May we remember our responsibilities as shepherds so that we can give a good accounting to the Lord regarding our stewardship over the sheep He has assigned to each of us.

Saturday, April 11, 2015

Following Directions


On the drive home from town today we saw a sign on a building we passed that said
“Having children doesn’t come with directions!” A little further along at a birthing center a sign said “But it does”
How many things in life do we do without reading the directions?
For diner tonight I decided to make chili. I have a good recipe that is fast and we like it. It’s a good last minute meal. However it never turns out the same because I don’t use a recipe for the exact amount of things- just toss and stir.
Red White and Blue Chili
1 lb. ground meat
1 can each red , white, and black beans
1 can diced tomatoes
1 can tomato  sauce                        some onion
some Picante sauce                        some chili powder
some water                                    some cumin
Brown meat and chopped onions. Throw in everything else and heat through.

Since my husband has retired he has been learning how to cook.  As a scientist he is better with a plan than a “humm try this”
On another subject I’ve been teaching some friends to quilt. I give them directions, sometimes verbal, sometimes written. But as a long time quilter I neglect to add basics that everyone knows. I know to use quarter inch seams, sew right sides together, press seams. “Oh did I forget to tell you that?”

As children in Sunday school classes I remember learning that we can learn life skills by reading the scriptures. There was also a popular diet a couple of years ago supposed to be found in the scriptures. And do you know anyone with a question they were pondering who flipped open the scriptures randomly and found the answer they were looking for?
I remember when my younger brother brought home a sign to tack on the kitchen wall by the fridge. It said, “ “if at first you don’t succeed, read the directions.

In Proverbs 3:5-6 we read;

“Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.
“In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths”

I hope you have a lovely spring and plant something. 
But be sure to read the directions.

Thursday, March 12, 2015



I have learned a lot in the last four weeks.
For twenty years I have been living in various levels of pain but have been afraid to do anything about it. I rejoiced when the doctors said “No you aren’t ready for surgery yet.” I had to get worse before I got better as the saying goes.  The perfect answer for the proverbial  procrastinator.

 But everyone tells me that once I do have knee replacement surgery I will feel so much better. Well- I don’t.

I think one of the attributes I need and don’t have enough of right now is patience.
I know that with work and time the pain will go away and I will be able to do the things I use to do more or less. Crawling on the ground to do gardening, sandwiching quilts or scrubbing brick floors will have to find different ways of being accomplished
To cheer myself up I looked up some quotes on patience. My favorites were….

"The key to everything is patience. You get the chicken by hatching the egg, not by smashing it."
Arnold H. Glasow
"It is easiesr to find men who will volunteer to die, than to find those who are willing to endure pain with patience."
Julius Caesar

"Patience is the ability to idle your motor when you feel like stripping your gears."
Barbara Johnson

"The more patient we are,
the more understanding we become."
William Arthur Ward, Truths For Living

"Patience is the companion of wisdom."
Saint Augustine

"Patience is something you admire in the driver behind you, but not in one ahead."
Bill Mcglashen
Another thought that jumped into my mind was a song by Gloria Gaynor , I Will Survive
The chorus goes
“No, not I, I will survive
Long as I know how to love
I know I'll stay alive
I've got my life to live
And all my love to give and I'll survive
I, I, I will survive"

A neighbor told me she is going to have the surgery next year when she turns 65 and will be watching me to see how I do. I’m going to have to learn how to be a better example. I have noticed though that ten repetitions of six simple exercises done three times a day have made a big difference in what I can do.  Like a gentle stream  flowing through the desert can over time dig a grand canyon, with a little patience, and consistence in simple exercises I will survive.
I hope this month you will choose something you have wanted to do but felt inadequate to do and patiently start working on it a little at a time. We will Survive!

Thursday, February 5, 2015

There Is A Green Hill Far Away


There is a hymn we sing in church

There is a Green Hill Far Away by
Cecil Alexander

There is a green hill far away,  Without a city wall,
Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all.

We may not know, we cannot tell, What pains he had to bear,
But we believe it was for us He hung and suffered there.

There was no other good enough To pay the price of sin.
He only could unlock the gate Of heav'n and let us in.

Oh, dearly, dearly has he loved! And we must love him too,
And trust in his redeeming blood, And try his works to do.

As the date for my knee surgery gets closer, I’ve been thinking
About the pain others who have had the surgery have described being in. And then they all say, “but it was worth it.”
I’ll be trying to remember, when I’m in the worst pain, that it is not even a small part of the pain our Savior bore for each of us. I’m trying to have a little empathy for Him and bear my own pain knowing it will be worth it.

Even with the surgery done by the doctor, I will have to do my share of exercises and care to make the surgery a success. That part depends on me. In the same way, Christ has paid for our sins and taken our pain onto Himself. But we need to do our share and exercise faith, and trust, and love to receive the best benefit.
But if you have a spare prayer for me next week, I’d appreciate it.

Monday, January 12, 2015



I  love squishy marshmallows
Burned brown and crispy
Over an open campfire.

I love to go riding over the hills
With friends
In winter
Them smile
When I make snow angels after a fall.

I love the melodies
The children play
As their skills improve
Over years of practice.

I love family
And friends
And life
And love
I’m glad this river
Keeps on flowing

Thursday, January 8, 2015

My Mission



One of the things I have a hard time doing is keeping a journal.
This year my daughter gave me a five year journal that asks a question a day throughout the year, for five years. To start off each New Year, the question is “What is your mission?”

What is my mission? What plans did God have for me as I came to earth? What do we expect from me? I never wanted to be a great inventor, or orator. President? Me? NO!
My husband is a scientist. He loves seeing how things work, and tweaking them for the benefit of mankind.
My mother was a landscape architect. Her mission was to beautify the earth where she lived.
My daughter’s mission is to make people happy and feel loved and appreciated. She has always been good in schools and the retail market, helping others. But me? I don’t know.
All I ever wanted to do is be Suzy Homemaker.  I wanted to have six children; to cook wonderful meals; make their clothes; be a spiritual guide.
I remember sitting in an art class one summer talking to a fellow student about my late first husband who had recently passed on. “What’s the point of finding your dream, and then having it snatched rudely and painfully away from you?” After listening to my story he told me I was a comforter. I was put here to help those around me who are in need.
In Matt 25:35-40
We read
 35 For I was an hungred, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in:
 36 Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me.
 37 Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungred, and fed thee? or thirsty, and gave thee drink?
 38 When saw we thee a stranger, and took thee in? or naked, and clothed thee?
 39 Or when saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee?
40 And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.

And I sit in front of the fire stroking the cat on a cold wintry day.
And I take meals in to people in need.
And I make quilts. The ultimate comforter
And I smile.
I have found my mission.

What is your mission this year