







I was a juror for a criminal case this week. I lost my mind with worry before the trial, but I survived. Our bailiff, who was in charge of guiding the jury, brought us snacks and lunch, and he was personable and kind. He said there was a lot of sadness in a courthouse, and he felt it was part of his job to cheer up the jurors. I was impressed by the judge’s demeanor and that he visited the jurors after the trial to thank us in person.
The people in the courtroom stood out of respect each time the jury entered and exited. I felt the gravity of our task each time this happened. The charge was a third degree felony, and we found the defendant guilty. Yes, this was a heavy responsibility.
Here is a small part of the thank you letter from the judge,
I appreciate your conscientious an dedicated service. I don’t extend this praise lightly, because jury service can be frustrating, exciting, disappointing and, at the very least, inconvenient. But now that you are a “seasoned veteran” of jury service, I ask that you encourage your family, friends, and neighbors to serve when they are summoned. The quality of justice that all of us enjoy in this country ultimately rests upon the quality of those who administer and participate in it.
Our jury system affords a greater protection of individual rights than any system of justice in the world. We can be proud that important questions of right and wrong, innocence and guilt are decided by everyday citizens speaking for the community…
Jury service is tremendously important, and should therefore demand the attention of the best in society. I hope that your juror service will produce a lasting memory that you will remember with a sense of pride.
The most extraordinary thing in this world is an ordinary man and an ordinary woman and their ordinary children.
G.K. Chesterton
The end of all activity in the Church is to see that a man and a woman with their children are happy at home and sealed together for time and for all eternity.
Boyd K. Packer
Many who knew her, thought it a pity that so substantive and rare a creature should have been absorbed into the life of another, and be only known in a certain circle as a wife and mother. But no one stated exactly what else that was in her power she ought rather to have done…
Her finely touched spirit had still its fine issues, though they were not widely visible. Her full nature…spent itself in channels which had no great name on the earth. But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life.
George Eliot, Middlemarch
We took a quick trip to Alabama to visit Paige and Mike and their new house. It is a beautiful house with a large yard. Their neighborhood is rural and quiet, surrounded by corn, cotton, and soybean fields. People wave to you and are very friendly, and there is a slower pace in the South which is pretty charming. Richard and Mike worked on a car dilemma and we helped select and install bathroom fixtures. Remember your first home? How exciting/daunting/fun it was to set up your own place? Well, this is where they are. What an exciting time of life. 💕
President Emily Freeman quoted Churchill last night in a devotional for youth, leaders, and parents about education.
I think the Lord taps us on the shoulder many times throughout our lives to help others based on our gifts and preparation. President Freeman’s words caused me to reflect on the times I needed to step up to do something special, unique to me, and fitted to my talents. Here are some of the things that came to my mind.
Mothering Paige, Daniel, Timothy, and Mark
Teaching homeschool
Speaking to congregations as a sister leader
Leading church and community groups
Writing family stories
Using my gift of listening
What positive things does this quote bring to your mind about your own unique contribution to the world?
This week as we talked to Timothy, he was in a long line of cars waiting to fill containers with drinking water. Saipan is in the path of a typhoon, and the islanders were busy preparing for the emergency. As we continued our conversation, we were interrupted by the rumbling of power tools as someone drilled plywood over his apartment windows.
It has been four months since Typhoon Mawar pummelled the island of Guam, where he was serving at the time.
I am not worried, but maybe a little weary from his great adventure. 😅