Monday, May 3, 2010

I Love the Rain




It’s raining today. I looked out my window at the depressing grey morning. What am I going to do today? Well, I won’t have to water the 62 containers in my garden!
I love the rain. Maybe it’s because I spent most of my life living in an arid state. Sometimes though, I wouldn’t know it was raining here in Virginia if I didn’t see the wet cement on my patio. Virginia rain is a lot quieter than New Mexico rain. Living in the mountains of Northern New Mexico meant living in the lightning belt. Rainstorms were loud and bright with multiple lightning strikes and thunder booms. And the raindrops were huge. It was like being hit by large wet nickels. I remember taking my daughter up to my bedroom where two walls were window walls. Tall pines were swaying in the wind and we felt the electricity all around us. We lay on the bed and I read stories to her. Now she loves thunderstorms and finds a place to read during them. It brings back memories.
I laugh at people with umbrellas. It doesn’t seem like the rain is hard enough to bother. A few seconds out in it before ducking into a building and I hardly get wet. Of course, I don’t have to race to the Metro and off to work. My husband loves his umbrella!
When I visited Hawaii, it rained every day and I didn’t even notice. Suddenly I was just wet. The sun didn’t even get clouded over. A light mist descended and then disappeared.
I think of adversity like rain. Sometimes we get hit with big wet nickels. Sometimes it’s bearable and if we hurry to get out of it, it doesn’t bother us much. Sometimes it affects us lightly and then is gone. Sometimes it floods and we’d better hike to higher ground. But like the mist in Hawaii, the small solid drops of continuous rain in Virginia, and the drenching slaps of water in New Mexico; adversity makes things grow.
A couple of weeks ago we had a Relief Society lesson from this April’s Conference
It was All Things Work Together for Good
By Elder James B. Martino Of the Seventy
“We may never know in this life why we face what we do, but we can feel confident that we can grow from the experience.”
Elder James B. Martino said, “When I was young I looked forward to the spring of the year. As the weather warmed, I was ready for baseball to begin. Like most young boys, I would wish that I could become a great baseball player. I am reminded of a story about a very young boy with similar dreams. With the desire to become the next mighty ballplayer, he decided to go outside and practice. He held the baseball in one hand and the bat in the other, and he threw the ball into the air. With a wish to hit the ball as far as he could, he took a great swing, but the ball fell to the ground without even touching the wood of the bat. Not to be denied, he went at it again. As he was about to throw the ball in the air, his determination grew as the thought of a powerful hit came into his mind. But alas, the results were the same. The ball lay on the ground. But as any good ballplayer knows, you have three strikes before you are out. He concentrated even more, threw the ball in the air, and gave the mightiest swing he had ever attempted. As the ball again fell to the ground, the tears began to swell in his eyes. Then all of a sudden a great smile appeared, and he said, “What a pitcher!”
Each of us will face trials and tests, and as in this simplistic example, it is how we react to those difficulties that will determine our success and happiness. Each of us will face adversity no matter where we are. We are taught in the scriptures that there “must needs be . . . an opposition in all things.”1 We will each face times of difficulty, and the question is not when we will face them but how we face them.
The Apostle Paul taught an interesting lesson only a few years before the Saints in Rome were to face some of the most violent persecution of any Christian era. Paul reminded the Saints “all things work together for good to them that love God.” Our Heavenly Father, who loves us completely and perfectly, permits us to have experiences that will allow us to develop the traits and attributes we need to become more and more Christlike. Our trials come in many forms, but each will allow us to become more like the Savior as we learn to recognize the good that comes from each experience. As we understand this doctrine, we gain greater assurance of our Father’s love. We may never know in this life why we face what we do, but we can feel confident that we can grow from the experience.
As we pass through the trials of life, let us keep an eternal perspective, let us not complain, let us become even more prayerful, let us serve others, and let us forgive one another. As we do this, “all things [will] work together for good to [us] that love God.” I bear a solemn and certain witness that our Father loves us and He sent His Son to show and pave the way for us. He suffered, He died, and He was resurrected that we might live, and He desires that we “might have joy,” even in our trials of life. I say this in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.”
In his poem, A Rainy Day, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow writes,
‘Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall
Some days must be dark and dreary.
Enjoy the sunshine,

Hopefully Spring




I love the rain in May—
The soft patter hitting the sidewalks.

I love the birds of May—
Singing in the early morning.

I love the warmth of May—
The sun shining on newly planted flowers.

I love the flowers of May—
Pansies, Petunias, Snapdragons, Daisies.

I love the hope of May—
Spring is here, winter’s gone,

Unless it’s this year.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Personal Revelation




I have completed my second goal for the year. This is the first year I have actually completed two of my goals this early in the year. Making them short, specific and doable really works!

My second goal was to paint a painting. My mom was a good painter. So is my sister. I remember in college feeling very untalented because my mom and sister painted. My dad and brother carved wood. My youngest brother carved stone. And all my brothers played the guitar and could speak multiple languages. I was totally worthless.

A councilor asked me what things was I good at? Well I could cook. I could sew. I was patient. I could listen to other people’s fears and disappointments. I didn’t think these were talents. He assured me that these were indeed talents.

Later that year I had my Patriarchal Blessing which told me that I had many talents and gifts. That if I used them for others they would grow and more would be added. Working as the Homemaking leader in a California ward, I shared my Home Economic teaching skills with my Relief society sisters.

A number of years later I returned home, married, widowed and with two small boys in tow I had a chance to do this. I decided that I would take an oil painting class and learn to paint, like my mom and sister. Two days before the class started—it was canceled. The school arbitrarily put me in a water color class and assured me I would enjoy it. I did and ….I was good at it! It opened up my world. When found my medium, and was happy with it, I found so many other things I could try and do adequately. My Patriarchal blessing was my personal revelation—Things I could work on to make my life happy, worthwhile and acceptable to the Lord. It was my goal guide.

Another guide it gave me was that I would have sons and daughters. I had two boys. I needed to find my daughters. The Lord promised me sons and daughters. I was going to hold Him to that. In the scriptures we read that if we do as He says—He is bound. I was determined to have that blessing and not just in the next world as some would have me believe. I became the Beehive leader in the ward and had twelve daughters. I became a Girl Scout leader and had eight daughters. I became Achievement Day leader and had sixteen daughters. I gave birth to a beautiful little girl and the world opened up to me. She has a wonderful musical talent that has brought much joy into our lives. When she came to visit for her Spring Break, we went to the National Gallery and then we came home and spent a day painting.

HOW CAN I SEEK PERSONAL REVELATION?
“We prepare to receive personal revelation as the prophets do, by studying the scriptures, fasting, praying, and building faith. Faith is the key. Remember Joseph’s preparation for the First Vision:
“’If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God. …
“’But let him ask in faith, nothing wavering.’”
Elder Robert D. Hales of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles
“Prayer is your personal key to Heaven. The lock is on your side of the veil.
“But that is not all. To one who thought that revelation would flow without effort, the Lord said:
“ You have not understood; you have supposed that I would give it unto you, when you took not thought save it was to ask me.
“’ But, behold I say unto you, that 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’”
President Boyd K Packer.

There are many times in our lives when we could use a little help from the Lord. “Try it! You‘ll like it!

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

April Skies



The stars lie
In April skies
Above the clouds and gloom.

The flowers grow
Beneath the snow
And soon they’ll be in bloom.

We see God’s light
In buds so bright
Beneath the springtime moon.

Our love will grow
Because we know
That we will make the room

Thursday, March 4, 2010

LITTLE THINGS




Frustration!! I shouldn’t let little things bother me. It makes my blood pressure go up. I spent most of the afternoon yesterday trying to straighten out a problem from a misdirected e-mail. It wasn’t even my problem. I just felt like it was important enough that the right person get the message. So why did a little thing like that frustrate my whole day? I let it!

Last month my husband asked me to make pancakes for breakfast. My small mixing bowl hadn’t been washed from supper the night before. (just a little thing). I quickly washed it and turned around to get a dishtowel to dry it. Water fell to the ceramic tile floor (just a little). The next thing I knew I was flying through the air in my small kitchen. First I landed on my knees, then I bounced back hitting my head on the refrigerator door. But with all that excitement—the thing that hurt the most was landing with all my weight on my left pinkie finger. Who would ever guess that jamming a couple of the body’s smaller bones could hurt so much, and for so long. Who would think that the smallest finger on the less dominant hand is so important for many daily activities. And we began two weeks of my husband having to put my socks on me, and tying my shoes.


I was trying to think of some stories from the scriptures that show the importance of little
things. My husband reminded me of the story of the mustard seed. A tiny seed grows into a large plant. Faith can grow from a small beginning. So can anger and hurt.

Little things--
Be they good or bad
Make us surge with joy,
Or just get mad.

A single rose
On a snowy day
A call from someone
That’s far away

A paper cut
A cold hard stare
A flippant word
When you thought they cared

May the little things
That come to your mind
Be filled with joy—
Not the other kind.

In a popular old song, “Little Things Mean a Lot”
by Kitty Kallen she says,
“Give my your hand
When I’ve lost my way
Whether the day is bright or gray,
Give my your shoulder to cry on.
Give me your heart to rely on.
Send me the warmth of a secret smile,
To show me you haven’t forgot.
For always and ever, now and forever
Little things mean a lot.”

I guess this is kind of jumbled. What I’m trying to say this month is, we are all affected each day by little things which can irritate us and make us angry or unhappy.
We should try to overcome them. On the other hand we are all given little opportunities to be a positive influence in other people’s lives—to bring them joy. As one of our prophets said “DO IT”
Little Things Mean a Lot

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Phantom Spring




The March wind
Blows through the
Meadow
Reaches for blossoms
Still dreaming of being.
The March hare
Nibbling shoots
Trying to break through
Frozen ground.
It’s not really Spring
In March.
It just thinks it is.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Making Assumptions




Happy Valentines Day and Presidents day! The groundhog says we are in for another six weeks of winter. We’ve been doing a good job with the winter we’ve had. I ‘m ready for spring! Well! I have completed my first resolution for 2010. I used some of my favorite batiks and made two quilts, and gave them away. The recipients were pleased. How are yours coming?
I’m in the middle of having a funny e-mail conversation with a cousin I haven’t seen since childhood and I don’t remember that. But we have connected because he was writing letters to my parents. He wanted to send a book to me, which he read and enjoyed. However, he had the wrong address and it came back to him. So we’ve been having an exchange trying to get the address straight. He was only off by one letter and one number, but that’s enough to stop the mail from going through. To emphasize the wrong number and missing letter, I wrote it in very large, bold type. According to my daughter, this, in texting, is the same as yelling at someone in person. Now my cousin is texting in larger, red, bold type. I replied in even larger, bolder, capitals. Are we having a fight? Are we angry at each other? We probably are not. We’re probably just having fun with each other. Sometimes though, I feel the frustration that is close to anger. How easy it is to make assumptions, which can lead to angry feelings.
I have had friends and family members over the years that have let these angry assumptions fester till they were not speaking to other family members. In one case a wife and husband stopped speaking from the time a child was three till he grew up and left home. What a loss of loving comfort that family had.
This weekend I was uploading some music onto my computer. A couple of the songs got my attention, and touched my spirit. One, “Lord, I Need You Again Today” by the Oakridge Boys, says,
“I don’t say it enough.
I don’t pray enough,
I don’t love my neighbor, as I should enough.
If I try to make it by myself,
I say Lord I need you again today.”
Others were
“It is no Secret What God Can Do”
“You’re Not Alone”
“Each Life That Touches Ours for Good”
I wish I could sing them all to you. But the lessons I got were
1. Whatever happens in our lives, God can help.
2. Other people around us affect our lives for good.
3. We need each other
4. We can help each other
We have seen all the help people around the world have given to the people of Haiti, because of the earthquake. I think it’s too bad that sometimes it takes a catastrophe to reach out and help. There are so many opportunities all around us, every day. How are we going to love our neighbors today?

Well, my cousin and I have figured things out and are writing in small print again, and the book is on its way’