Monday, June 19, 2023

June 2023, Week 3

*Today at church a brother spoke about fathers (as it is Father's Day), and how he had many father figures in his life to fill in for his missing father, and he honored all of them.  He also spoke about the Priesthood.  He is an adult convert to the church, and told of when he was asked to give his first Priesthood blessing.  He was extremely nervous, but had support of the other brothers, and was able to give a blessing to a man who was very sick.  The next day the man died!  He was so apologetic to everyone,  feeling as if he had caused the death somehow.  The sweet new widow assured him that he had not failed, but that he had put her husband in a place where he could pass comfortably into the next life.  Sometimes life gives us challenges and we don't always understand how these are opportunities to bless us and others.  We just need to ask for the Spirit to guide us, and to help us say and do what we need to say and do.

*Today at church I taught my Primary class about Jesus's suffering in Gethsemane.  This is a story they are very familiar with, but I think the part that's new is learning what it means for them in their own trials.  We also talked about, "Not my will, but thine be done."  In our own lives, we may think we're sacrificing something when we're asked to do hard things, but in every case, the blessings that come from the "sacrifice" outweigh the loss.  It is not easy.  It is worth it.

*After Sacrament Meeting, despite it being Father's Day, Ben, Caytie, Tessa, and Benson left for Scout Camp.  I'm going to miss them this week.  We're going to have a quiet house with my older three working during the day.  I'm grateful, though, for all they'll get to learn and experience, and that they get to have their dad with them.

It was a delight!

June 2023, Week 2

 *Today at church I had no major responsibilities--which these days means no music substitutions and no Primary lesson due to some training the Presidency was doing with teachers.  I was heading to the car about to announce how great it was, but changed my mind, because I didn't want my kids to think that I'm not excited when I do get the chance to serve.  I realized that I do prefer to have something to do at church.  I'm grateful for the speakers (who were great) and the hymns and the prayers and the training, and yes, a day of lighter responsibilities, but I want my hands to be used as much as they can be in the service of the Lord.  It is beautiful and rewarding.

It was a delight!

June 2023, Week 1

 *Today at church was Fast and Testimony Meeting. We had a steady stream of awesome people share their testimonies of Christ.  I had been thinking that I might share something, but I didn't make it happen, as there were not really any lulls in the meeting.  I know you don't have to have a plan about what to speak on, or a memorable story or anything beyond a simple witness of faith in our Savior, but thinking of speaking without a plan kind of disables me, so I usually try to think of something to say before testifying.  I didn't get to share it with my congregation, but here's what I was thinking about...

In a long-ago Sacrament Meeting, probably when I was still in Primary, a speaker told of a code he and his wife used while holding hands.  One of them would squeeze the other three times, which meant, "I love you!"  The other would respond with four squeezes, which meant, "I love you, too!"  Then the first would squeeze twice, meaning, "How much?" and the other would respond with a tight, long squeeze.  My siblings and I liked that, and we would do it to each other now and then, and then I taught it to Ben when we were married, though we usually shorten it to just the final long tight squeeze.  

The day before, I had been driving home from a campout our family went on in Tool, TX, which is pretty rural.  The weather had been perfect and the fields were so full of wildflowers, and it was just so beautiful.  Late at night I was thinking about church today, and what I may say if I got the chance, and I thought I'd like to testify of how much I love my Heavenly Father.  Then I thought of the hand squeezing code, and thought I could feel Heavenly Father say, "I love you, too!"  And I thought, "How much?"  And he gave me the memory of driving through the wildflowers, with my sweet family together, and my heart felt like it was being squeezed long and tight.  Then I thought of Him saying, "I love you!"  And I replied, "I love You, too!"  And He asked, "How much?"  And I thought of how I could show my love for Him, and thinking that I try to show that by keeping the commandments and serving His children.  I'm so grateful for Him and His love.

It was a delight!

Sunday, June 11, 2023

May 2023, Week 4

 *Today before church I was laying in bed thinking that I was excited for church, but my tail bone wasn't.   I've been having trouble sitting for long periods of time because of pain in my tail bone, and for some reason, church seats are some of the most difficult for me, even with padded pews.  We had spent a wonderful (but long) evening at Gracie's high school graduation the night before, and my tail bone was still in a bit of pain from that.  I prayed that it wouldn't be an issue for me today.  Very soon after my prayer, I got a text from our organist asking if I could be her last minute substitute due to her sick children.  I'm always happy to help her out, and was grateful there was time to review the hymns before getting to church.  Things went well (though not perfect-- it's never perfect! 🙂) and after Sacrament Meeting I was heading to Primary with Ben and remarked that my prayer had been answered in an unexpected way.  Since I was getting up and down from sitting at the organ several times, I wasn't still for a long period of time, and my tail bone didn't have a chance to get sore!  An unexpected and tender mercy.

*Our Young Women's President spoke today.  I love her thoughtful comments and humility mixed with boldness.  My girls have been truly blessed under her leadership, and I pray often in gratitude for that.

*One of my "more active" Primary boys made a comment that surprised me with its thoughtfulness., because I'm never quite sure if he's paying attention to anything that's being said.  Our music leader was reviewing the song "Come, Follow Me" and asked, "What does 'And let us in his footsteps tread' mean?"  He answered, "So we don't have to come up with a new way to do things.  He already made a path, and we just follow Him so we will go the right place and not have to make up something new."  Well done.