Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Bestill my heart...





Today I looked over at Lily, she was drawing pictures and staying quiet at an awards assembly, I noticed her people all have eyelashes. So charming! (Truly, this changes the whole look of her people!) They also all have flowers on their clothes. She is a lefty. I find this totally fascinating.

Last week I walked in to find her dressed up and gazing at herself in the mirror, I said, "Oh Lily, you look beautiful, like a princess!" She said "Oh, No Mommy! I look elegant! Exquisite! Like a.... Like a .... Like a Mommy!" (I posted this on facebook when it happened, but had to remember to blog it because you know, this is my "journal". about 5 people at church mentioned it to me on Sunday and I thought-- I should write that down somewhere!)

Henry has learned to say Lily! He says Llllllliiiilllllyyyyy. All. the. time. It is fun!

A few weeks ago I was having one of those days- actually, it had been about 18 of them in a row and I was really down in the dumps. (hence the slow-blog month...) When I went to bed I found this on my pillow.




Blessed is the woman that marries my boy someday (I'm working on teaching him to pick up his socks and be a gentleman, he might fall short, but he can write a precious love note.) A few of my favorites are D- Determined, which is why I'm writing in cursive. ;) P- Party, life of the, and U- Up- for Mom, give it. ;) He really is an amazing kid.


And lastly: Thanksgiving is a week away and I have not posted any pictures from October birthdays or other fun happenings. So here is "clearing the memory card". :)

Monday, November 9, 2009

Be a Mary in a Martha world...

Over the past few weeks I feel like I've had some important messages sent my way about making choices- Particularly with the Holiday season coming up, how to make choices in order to get the most out of this special time of year.

Tonight, during a meeting I listened to someone relay the story of Mary and Martha, as told in Luke 10. I loved that the speaker suggested that Martha put dinner in the crock pot and come to the feet of the Savior, likewise we should put whatever is cumbering us in a crock pot and turn to our Savior.

I came home and looked up Sister Parkin's talk about Choosing Charity: That good part. Here are the things that strike me as important for me, today.


"On one occasion Martha was making dinner and, as the scripture says, “was cumbered about much serving.” In other words, she was stressed out!

Mary, on the other hand, “sat at Jesus’ feet, and heard his word,” while Martha became increasingly upset that no one was helping her. Does that sound familiar? Do you think she was thinking, “Why is Mary sitting there while I’m sweating over this stove?” So Martha turned to Jesus and said, “Lord, dost thou not care that my sister hath left me to serve alone? bid her therefore that she help me."

The Lord’s gentle invitation to Martha may have surprised her. “Martha, Martha, thou art careful and troubled about many things: But one thing is needful: and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her."

The Savior’s response strikingly clarified what mattered most. On that evening in Martha’s home, the good part was not in the kitchen; it was at the Lord’s feet. Dinner could wait.

Like Mary, I hunger to feast at the Savior’s feet, while, like Martha, I need to somehow find the laundry room floor, empty my in-box, and serve my husband something other than cold pizza. I have 15 grandchildren whose tender little spirits and daily challenges I want to better understand, yet I also have a slightly demanding Church calling! I don’t have lots of time. Like all of you, I have to choose. We all are trying to choose the good part which cannot be taken from us, to balance the spiritual and the temporal in our lives. Wouldn’t it be easy if we were choosing between visiting teaching or robbing a bank? Instead, our choices are often more subtle. We must choose between many worthy options."

and

"The story of Mary and Martha also illustrates how the gift of charity can be diminished. Within Martha’s request for assistance was an unspoken but clear judgment: “I am right; she is wrong.”

Do we judge one another? Do we criticize each other for individual choices, thinking we know better, when in fact we rarely understand another’s unique circumstance or individual inspiration? Have we ever said, “She works outside the home.” Or, “Her son didn’t serve a mission.” Or, “She’s too old for a calling.” Or, “She can’t—she’s single.” Such judgments, and so many others like them, rob us of the good part, that pure love of Christ.

We also lose sight of that good part when we compare ourselves to others. Her hair is cuter, my legs are fatter, her children are more talented, or her garden’s more productive—sisters, you know the drill. We just can’t do that. We cannot allow ourselves to feel inadequate by focusing on who we aren’t instead of on who we are! We are all sisters in Relief Society. We simply cannot criticize, gossip, or judge and keep the pure love of Christ. Can’t you hear the Lord’s sweet injunction: “Martha, Martha … ?”

Elder Marvin J. Ashton beautifully observed: “Perhaps the greatest charity comes when we are kind to each other, when we don’t judge or categorize someone else, when we simply give each other the benefit of the doubt or remain quiet. Charity is accepting someone’s differences, weaknesses, and shortcomings; having patience with someone who has let us down; or resisting the impulse to become offended when someone doesn’t handle something the way we might have hoped. Charity is refusing to take advantage of another’s weakness and being willing to forgive someone who has hurt us. Charity is expecting the best of each other.”

In exercising charity, we come to know a sister’s heart. When we know a sister’s heart, we are different. We won’t judge her. We will simply love her. I invite you to not only love each other more but love each other better. As we do this we will come to know with a surety that “charity never faileth.”

As seemed the case with Martha, one of the first things to go when I become cumbered about and troubled is my charitable attitude. Is this true for you?"


Today Evie proudly announced that Christmas is 47 days away. I laughed and explained that she had to count all the days on the calendar, I showed her how. I was certain she was wrong. We can't be that close!!! She was right. Thanksgiving is quickly approaching and Christmas is right on it's heels. I feel that familiar urge building in me to make lists, create wonderful gifts by and do things that will make wonderful memories for my kids. But instead of all that, I'm going to try to focus on what is most important, to not be cumbered by things that don't matter in the long run. Teaching my children charity, to not judge and not compare ourselves to others. To not be in such a rush to do something that we miss the "why" of what we are doing it for...


That is my November/December Goal:

To be a Mary in a Martha world.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Have a little fun!

Today Eve and Henry and I ran to Wal-mart. It was delightful! I don't get to spend a lot of time with Eve without the other kids around and she is fun! (She talks non.stop.) We enjoyed making our way through a very crowded store, admiring fun Christmas things and laughing and holding hands. Henry was a great shopper, which is rare. (I'll stop there...)

As we were checking out I said to the very bored, somewhat grouchy cashier, "Before you even start ringing this up, my guess is $78.00. I haven't added a thing up in my head, but my last 6 Wal-mart receipts came to $78.00 no matter what was in my cart. Lets see if this is my new "thing"." She wasn't terribly amused, but warmed up to the idea. I told her that whether I was there for a few odds and ends or a weeks worth of groceries the grand total had been the same for weeks. It is odd. She got into it. I mean, really got excited. She became LIVELY! Laughing, chatty, she was like-- a real person! ;) When we got to the end of my order and it was $78.00 I thought she might fall over. (Truly, I did not add in my head, usually I do as I'm dropping things in my cart so I don't feel sick or shocked at the register, but today I was busy enjoying Eve.) If she could have given me the cartful of groceries for free she would have.

As we walked away she called out "THANKS! That was the most fun I've had at the job. Ever."

:) Isn't life just better when you smile and laugh while living it?