Favorite minutes of the day

I know if you read these posts, you have seen that I have slowly become more intentional about gratitude. In 2021, I decided to graduate from a haphazard weekly gratitude list to a daily journal. My friend Janine shared this profound quote about gratitude,

…rather than make a list of things, don’t forget to thank God. Gratitude to God — and an indebtedness to Him — is far more meaningful and impactful than simply gratitude alone. In other words, counting your blessings without recognizing their source will not give you true happiness… It’s not about showing off what one has or counting things. It’s about recognizing the source and paying it forward.

Mary Richards

I don’t know how to say it without it sounding cliché, but those minutes of writing down God’s tender mercies are the best minutes of my day. I usually write things down from the previous day when I am alone in the morning. The routine simplicity of this doesn’t make it any less profound. With my little lists, I am learning to see God’s work in my life, and I look forward to it each morning. Sometimes I am surprised by the delight.

When thou risest in the morning let thy heart be full of thanks unto God.

Alma 37:37

Happy New Year

Happy New Year!

I put photos of my 2021 dolls in my little album this week. I am learning new skill in creating personalities in the features. Which doll face or mood matches your hopes for 2022? “Resolute,” as President Nelson said to be? Hopeful and curious? Calm and full of faith? Or maybe cautiously optimistic?

I think I relate to the expression on the blue haired doll. I feel ambivalent about the New Year, blank about the coming months, but maybe a little relieved 2021 is a closed book. I can resolve to keep an open mind to what is ahead and find joy in it, but I would really welcome an easier road for a little while. I feel quieted by the things I need to fix in my life, but I know to whom I can go for help, and I have a plan.

Autumn light

This year for our church conference, our family paused the t.v. after each talk to write a summary statement together on a white board. It didn’t take long, but it was a good way to review quickly and work together. I love autumn light, and it comes in many forms: sunrises, sunsets, golden afternoons, and general conference talks.

Here are just a few of my favorite talks.

Retreat

This picture is low resolution but I think you can see what beautiful and amazing women my friends are. If you spent an afternoon with them, you would be even more impressed by their faith and fortitude. Last month, my friend invited this group of women to her cabin for the day. It was an inspired idea, and so much fun. We sat outside in the sun beneath the Aspen trees and took a walk to a dairy and some ponds. It was a rare, maybe once-in-many-years thing for me to do.

I didn’t hear every conversation, but we were not talking about shoes or hair. It was real life stuff. A simple comment someone made about the food sparked an idea for me about something I needed to do to help my health. I saw faith in the way each friend framed her own challenges.

I guess what I want to say today is that women need women. The life wisdom that spilled forth during these hours continues to be a point of reference for me, weeks and weeks later. I write to forge connections with whoever may read, but it isn’t the same as sitting around a picnic table in the mountains, eating salads and beautiful fruits and cheese and talking about what it takes to be alive right now.

What has happened since that first sunflower

The sunflowers now dominate this bed of raspberries and strawberries. Do you remember the story of my wild sunflower (the one with all the branches)?

A single sunflower that we had not planted bloomed the week that Daniel left on his mission. I considered it a gift from God, a comfort to me. A year later, on the anniversary of Daniel’s departure, a single sunflower bloomed in the same place as the year before. The third year, the sunflower had a mishap and was removed. I told Richard that a sunflower in that spot was important to me, and he planted some sunflower seeds in the area so I wouldn’t go without in 2021. But my friends, the wild sunflower, the one that comforted me all those years ago, the one that was removed last year, has come back again this year in its boldest array so far. The other sunflowers delight me, but this wild sunflower bush is special because I believe God makes it blossom just for me, one little missionary mom.

Two more at the table tonight

Today I am setting the table with two extra places for missionaries to have dinner inside our home. They haven’t been allowed inside for dinners until recently. I feel very happy that we can entertain them, and I was so excited, I prepared dinner early. I definitely have a soft spot for missionaries and their message.

I believe we’re here to figure out how to live a life filled with miracles (Alma 37:41) and joy (2 Nephi 2:25). I believe that our journeys of faith are perfectly designed, including the people we meet and the people who teach us. I believe that Jesus Christ helps us live, breathe, find peace, summon faith, find forgiveness, grow, become whole, and come home again. I am thankful for the restored gospel of Jesus Christ, but most of all, I am thankful for Jesus.

Something I taught in April

Today I had an impression that I should post this talk I gave a few months ago at a leadership meeting for men and women in our stake. My topic was to explore how we move forward after recent challenges, and the need for gentle and powerful leaders.

Recently, I heard a wise observation from a ward Primary president who said, “Everyone has experienced profound changes in their lives this year.”

Tonight, I want to speak about the need to be gentle and powerful leaders. First, I want to talk about events from 100 years ago that have application for our time.

At the close of WWI, the strain of the war years and the hastening flu epidemic brought to a head the grief of nations. Soldiers killed in conflict were buried near the battlefield, meaning people didn’t have graves to visit near their homes, nor had they been able to grieve in usual funeral traditions. Leaders in England decided to construct a monument to honor the dead. It is called the Cenotaph, and it comes from two Greek words meaning “empty tomb”. It was effective and meaningful to a grieving nation because its tall, narrowing structure was designed to draw eyes upward. At the top is an empty tomb. With this monument, world leaders gave a space for grief and helped people find their own meaning in the symbol of the empty tomb. There are opportunities within our reach to help draw eyes upward. Always, it is in Christ and the symbol of his empty tomb where people can find personal, meaningful hope.


For Martha, grieving the loss of Lazarus her brother, Jesus did several important things: first, he came to her personally. Second, he wept and showed empathy. Third, he redirected her already strong faith in the resurrection squarely upon himself. Martha said, “I know that he shall rise again in the resurrection at the last day. And Jesus said unto her, “I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live.” (John 11: 24-25) We are called to invite people to the source of help in Jesus Christ, his very person, his perfection, his atonement, his comfort, his strength, his peace. As we help prepare children for baptism, youth for priesthood and temple covenants, may our youth never be surprised that all this effort is about coming unto Christ. The gospel is more than concepts, it is a process of developing a personal and covenant relationship with our Heavenly Father. It is a lifetime of learning the language of the Spirit. It is moving the Savior from an idea in the mind to the heart.


Continuing the story of the raising of Lazarus, Jesus calls him forth from the dead, and Lazarus obeys. Then comes an interesting detail. Jesus asks Lazarus’ friends to loosen him from the bindings of the grave. Christ’s power calls and saves, and he allows us to help him remove burdens, loneliness, and insecurities that would hamper our friends’ progress. Patient, gentle ministering will look different for each person, and I believe in the power of friendships with disciples of Christ.

Nephi offers some perspective about his life in the first verse of the book of Mormon. He mentions two things that brought him to know the goodness of God: His goodly parents and his afflictions.
As I speak of goodly parents and I will add goodly families and goodly homes.

There are lessons and skills we have learned during the pandemic to streamline our meetings and processes. We have learned new ways to minister. Let’s not abandon things we found effective. Families and homes cannot be strengthened without regular, sustained time together. Goodly homes are a key to spiritual resilience for children, youth, and adults.
Consider what we can do to support goodly parenting and homes. The handbook has outlined one purpose for teacher councils can be to gather parents to show support and provide ideas for Come Follow Me in the home. We can identify the loneliest among us and find ways to help them feel they are part of a goodly family of Latter-day Saints.

Nephi’s afflictions were also a source of his knowledge of the goodness of God: where Laman and Lemuel staggered, Nephi rose; and later, in the war years, some hearts were softened and others were hardened.

Afflictions, just like the mists of darkness in Lehi’s dream, come to everyone. The difference between those who falter and those who endure is their understanding and use of the Savior’s Atonement. President Russell M Nelson said, “As our Resurrected and Atoning Savior, He stands ready to help us grow from the dramatic, unprecedented events in our lives.”

The sons of Mosiah and Alma the Younger served in unprecedented times. They began among the people closest to them, but branched out beyond the usual boundaries, as we must also do. What made them effective?

Mosiah 27:33 says, “But notwithstanding all this [COVID-19 restrictions, persecutions, contention, ill health, grief, loneliness] they did impart much consolation to the church, confirming their faith, and exhorting them with long-suffering and much travail to keep the commandments of God. So, they consoled, confirmed faith, and exhorted to obedience.

As for Consolation: perhaps it would be wise to remember that every one of us has experienced some kind of loss this year, and to act with Christlike gentleness toward everyone. Most have experienced sorrows our eyes have not seen. Elder Holland taught of the need to console our fellow men, “We are…facing a kind of Third World War that is not a fight to crush our enemies but a conscription marshaling the children of God to care more about each other and to help heal the wounds we find in a conflicted world. The Great Depression we now face has less to do with the external loss of our savings and more to do with the internal loss of our self-confidence.”

Confirm faith: It is not enough to offer sympathy, but we must find ways to frame difficult experiences with an eye of faith. One of the most effective phrases I have taken from a sacrament meeting this year was from a ward mission leader who said, “If you have been through trials in the last year and you are still participating today, you have spiritual strength, perhaps more spiritual strength than you know you have.” And my bishop, who in effect taught, “we are not the same as we were last year. Remember, every one of the stripling warriors was injured in battle. This is part of what we experience in life. Don’t count the wounds and scars as a lack of faithfulness. The Lord still loves you.”

We can exhort with longsuffering and much travail to keep the commandments: We exhort with our words, but let’s not forget the overriding power of our examples, especially within our families and online.

In my scripture study, I write down the thoughts that come to me. This is the script I have learned to use in my calling, with my family, and when I am asked to speak. Using personal lessons from the scriptures is an effective way to exhort.
As some of our brothers and sisters hover on the edge, wondering whether they want to come back after a year of being away from church activity, this is a time to be direct in our invitations, “We need you. We have a specific job for you. Your voice matters. And the ordinances and covenants of the sacrament, baptism, confirmation, priesthood, and the temple will help you in every aspect of your life.” It will be easier to return if people feel understood, noticed, and nourished by truth.
I want to share some consoling, confirming words from my study of the Lord’s promises to the House of Israel. I think they apply to each of our callings.


“The Messiah should be made manifest unto them in the latter days, in the spirit of power, unto the bringing of them out of darkness unto light—yea, out of hidden darkness and out of captivity unto freedom.” (2 Nephi 3:5)

“They that erred in spirit shall come to understanding and they that murmured shall learn doctrine” (2 Nephi 27:34-35)


“I the Lord have not forgotten my people.” (2 Nephi 29:5)


“He shall set his hand…to recover his people…that the servants of the Lord shall go forth in his power to nourish and prune his vineyard” (Jacob 6:2)


“The Lord will be the hope of his people and the strength of the children of Israel. (Joel 3:6)


It feels impossible for me to comprehend all we have experienced during the past year, but Jesus Christ has, in Gethsemane when he took those burdens upon himself. My own experiences this year feel sacred and close to the heart. The most important thing I do as a leader at home and at church is maintain my relationship with my Heavenly Father. This relationship has allowed me to find new ways to serve during this past year, despite all. Just like my own testimony during trial, I believe many testimonies have grown this year. Grief and trial have softened hearts, and brought us to our knees, and brought the Savior closer than perhaps we realize. May we take the perspectives and strength this year have given and multiply them with our service to lift others. There is strength ready to come forth from the things people have endured and I believe we will continue to see more miracles from an increase of faith in Jesus Christ.

Goals

It’s Monday and I have been searching for my goals for the week. Sometimes the goals are obvious and simple and are a natural fit for scheduled events. Sometimes, like this week, I have shallow goals about rearranging furniture that I will keep on the list, but they don’t deserve to be a main focus for the week.

I have three goals that I keep thinking about, but continue to push away. In fact, I haven’t written them down yet because I don’t like them. One is that I know I need to invite this person to walk with me one day this week. Next, I know I need to contact an isolated friend who I have not shown up for in a long time. The last is that I ache to play my violin.

Cue the voices of doubt,

But she will probably not want to walk with me because I am old and I don’t think she likes me.

It’s too late, what can I possibly do to make up for lost opportunities?

I just want comfort this week of high school graduation, not growth.

I will never be able to sustain the practice I need to improve on the violin.

If I say I want to have an open correspondence with God, I need to listen when He speaks to me so I am fluent in His language. Above all, I want to be trusted with His work. Here are some ways that I have come to recognize God’s voice:

  • The instruction is simple. It’s not usually a full step-by-step plan, but a thought or idea with a simple statement such as, “Invite her to go on a walk this week.”
  • The idea persists. I can’t neglect it without knowing I am failing to live my best life.
  • The idea is sometimes accompanied by emotion.
  • The idea is something that will make me happy.

I guess this week is to be about courage and people and growth, not just comfort. I am changing my list. Thanks for helping me sort this out.

♥️,

A

Doll work 6

I have made some progress on the doll I started in February.
This is the back of the head. I line up pins in a row where I want the part to be and wrap yarn around each pin, then and around a stick. The stitches you see on the right are the anchor stitches for all the facial embroidery. When I do the other half of the hair on the back of the head, they won’t show at all. Also, ignore the needle in this picture. I’m just using the head as a pin cushion.
I use upholstery thread to sew each loop of hair down, followed by a tack stitch to keep it in place. (By tack stitch, I mean a small stitch right beside the stitch that I have already made through the loop of yarn. This keeps the thread from coming undone.)
Here is a closeup of the stitch I make through the loop of yarn, just without the pin in the way. I am actually repeating what I have already done for the picture. I don’t normally do two stitches through the loop of yarn.

A friend passed away before I could finish this doll for her. So, I really don’t who needs it, nor do I have a great plan for the hair. It will probably be two ponytails or braids. I placed the hairline back from her face to allow for bangs, but I could always add more long hair in front of I decide against them. My observations about yarn are that woolen yarns seem prettier to me, and the thicker the yarn, the less work to fill the head with hair. I have used all kinds of yarn, thin and thick, acrylic, pure wool, and woolen blends, and I actually have a very pale blue yarn waiting for my next doll.

The thing that takes the most time, at least for me, is the decision making. We’ll see what develops. Somehow, even though this doll represents a missed opportunity and the loss of a friend, she smiles at me, and I know it’s okay that I didn’t finish in time.

To see earlier progress on the doll, here are links to the posts.

Doll work 5

Doll work 4

Doll work 3

Doll work 2

Doll work 1

I have been in a fog and suspended by grief most of February and March. On Saturday we were moving through the carwash and for a short time, everything came to a halt. It was like the car was doing a reenactment of our experiences of the month. We were stopped, uncertain of the future, anxious, blind to what was ahead, and unable to do a thing about it. I know I was alive during these past weeks, but I don’t remember much. Also, when I say I felt grief, along with some sadness, I physically ached. I have had a few better days recently, and my explanation is grace. Some people might give credit to “time.” I still say it is grace. Time seems meaningless right now, but God’s help is tangible.