Friday, March 29, 2013
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Linda K. Burton the current General President of the Relief Society had this to say about visiting teaching in last October's General Conference of the church:
To help us better love one another, I would like to suggest four words to remember: ‘First observe, then serve.’… We are all invited to follow Jesus’s teachings and to minister to others.”
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
I'm grateful for my faith. I'm grateful that I have been taught about God's plan for me, and I'm grateful that I can believe what I have been taught. When life gets hard and I see so much hurt and difficulty and pain and even evil in the world, I can have hope that things will get better. I'm grateful for my faith. I'm grateful for wonderful, strong, and talented family members that fill my life with goodness. I'm grateful that we belong together.
Therefore, fear not, little flock; do good; let earth and hell combine against you, for if ye are built upon my rock, they cannot prevail.
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
While DH grew up eating Cream of Wheat, at my house we had Germaid wheat cereal. I can't find a picture of the actual product, but it was basically the same, a wheat farina cereal. We had it for breakfast almost every day all winter long. Good memories, good food.
Sunday, March 24, 2013
After meetings today there was only one thing that was necessary for me to do: Take a nice long Sunday Nap. I remember days when young children filled the household, and long Sunday Naps didn't often happen. I remember some Sundays in the past that were so full of meetings and/or family activities that Sunday Naps were not on the schedule. This week I am very very grateful for the time to take a nice long Sunday Nap, and then spend time with the dear family for a quiet dinner and Family Home Evening.
And now, Good Night everyone. I'm headed to bed with my DH and a good book.
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Friday, March 22, 2013
And, by the time I was cleaned up and headed to work, the sun was out and shining!
Thursday, March 21, 2013
1 1/2 cup white flour 1 tsp salt
3/4 cups skim milk
Mix with a few drops of milk for a good spreading consistency.
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Going out together has been even more difficult for the past several years since I have been working days and DH has been working evenings, and for quite a while DH was working on Saturdays too. So today it was nice to be able to go on a "date" with my honey. It was nothing very special. Just running some errands and doing some shopping, then picking up some take-out to bring home to eat with 2 dear daughters. But it was a nice couple of hours together, unrushed and enjoyable. Here's to dates with my honey!
Friday, March 15, 2013
The number π (//) is a mathematical constant that is the ratio of a circle's circumference to its diameter, and is approximately equal to 3.14159. (see Wikipedia for more on Pi. It really is interesting.)
I have possibly/probably the least math knowledge of anyone in my immediate family, but I love the Pie aspect of Pi Day, so last night I took the opportunity to whip up a pumpkin pie, probably one of the easiest pies in the world to make, and one of my favorite to eat. Last December I was lucky enough to find 15 oz cans of Libby's Pumpkin on sale for half price, so of course I bought a few. This is just the right size can of pumpkin to make one pumpkin pie, and since there are only four of us living at home right now, this was just perfect. Gotta love Pi day and Pumpkin Pie!
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
So what was I doing on my knees for an hour? Well, more sleep might have been nice, but I wasn't sleeping. Lately I can always find plenty to pray about, and enjoy it too! I used to wonder about how Enos could spend the whole day and the whole night praying, but I'm starting to understand:
Sweet Hour of Prayer
Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!
That calls me from a world of care
And bids me at my Father's throne
Make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief
And oft escaped the tempter's snare
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!
And oft escaped the tempter's snare
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!
Thy wings shall my petition bear
To him whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since he bids me seek his face,
Believe his word, and trust his grace,
I'll cast on him my ev'ry care
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!
I'll cast on him my ev'ry care
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!
Text: Attr. to William W. Walford, 1772-1850, alt.
Music: William B. Bradbury, 1816-1868, alt.
Psalm 55:16-17, 22
Monday, March 11, 2013
Yesterday was our Stake Conference, and it has been a wonderfully awesome weekend. I love pulling out a new yellow legal pad and taking notes during the meetings. Every single speaker had uplifting thoughts and experiences to share and left me with much to think about. I love our stake leaders and their devotion and concern for the members of our stake. Almost always our Stake Conference is held just several weeks before LDS General Conference, and is like having a warm up for two days of listening to Prophets and Apostles of the Lord. These two weekends are part of the reason that I love spring so much!
Members of our Stake Presidency shared scriptures and stories from The Book of Mormon that are among my favorites. These verses from Alma 5 remind us that some day we will stand before the Lord to report on our works and deeds during this life. Am I prepared for that day?
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Anyway, it has taken me several days to figure out how to set up my new Skype account and get if working on the kindle. It hasn't helped that the silly auto correct feature on the kindle doesn't like my user name or my password. I was able to change the password, but the user name is still giving me some grief. Finally today while talking to DD2 on the phone and with the help of DD4 here next to me, we were able to get it working! DD2 and I were able to have a nice visit, and DD2 was even able to have a chat with her kitty for the first time since she was home for Christmas. Later DS2 and DIL called and we Skyped with them for a nice long time too.
I know that Skype has been around for quite a while, and I've even enjoyed skyping with DS2 and DDIL in the past, but somehow it just seems so much cooler on the kindle than on the office computer. I feel like I've jumped into the future . . . Back in the days of my youth I remember hearing about the probabilities of people in the future being able to talk to and see each other on phones with TV screens like in the TV shows Lost in Space and Star Trek . . . and here I can do it today with my Kindle.
Excuse me while I sit here in amazement and awe for a little bit. I just might eventually catch up to the rest of you in the twentieth century.
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Earlier this week I attended an evening celebration of the Birthday of The Relief Society, the women's organization of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. The theme of the event was 100 Dresses, based on the book The Hundred Dresses, by Eleanor Estes. We were all asked to bring dresses for women and girls that were then donated to several different local shelters.
The event started off with a wonderful dinner of Hawaiian Haystacks, rolls, and birthday cake, followed by a review of the book. I haven't had a chance to read the book yet, but have requested it from the library, so hope to read it soon. Here is the book description from Amazon.com:
Eleanor Estes’s The Hundred Dresses won a Newbery Honor in 1945 and has never been out of print since. At the heart of the story is Wanda Petronski, a Polish girl in a Connecticut school who is ridiculed by her classmates for wearing the same faded blue dress every day. Wanda claims she has one hundred dresses at home, but everyone knows she doesn’t and bullies her mercilessly. The class feels terrible when Wanda is pulled out of the school, but by that time it’s too late for apologies. Maddie, one of Wanda’s classmates, ultimately decides that she is “never going to stand by and say nothing again.” This powerful, timeless story has been reissued in paperback with a new letter from the author’s daughter Helena Estes, and with the Caldecott artist Louis Slobodkin’s original artwork in beautifully restored color.
After the review, several other women each spoke about a dress that represented a very special day in their lives. One sister spoke about the baby blessing dress that she had recently sewn for her baby daughter. Another spoke a bit about her baptism and the dress that she wore on that day many years ago. She also brought the dress that she uses as a temple worker, and explained that it was similar in style and appearance to a dress that she wore when she was dating her husband shortly after her baptism, and that he recognized the similarity and has told her about the feelings he had at that time when he knew that she was to be his wife. Another sister displayed and told about her wedding dress, and another about the dress that she wore when she was recently sealed to her husband. I know that I can't do justice to the wonderful stories that were shared, but it was a nice evening to share with friends and to ponder events that are special and important in our lives. Do you have story about a particular dress of yours?
Friday, March 8, 2013
Now, the sweaters, they mostly belonged to me. I'll wear a hoodie if I must, but I much prefer the softness and flexibility of a sweater, preferably not a pullover. At home or in the yard, fleece is nice, but while I'm at work I like to look a bit dressier, and I need to have the option of quickly removing or replacing the sweater depending on the temperature at my workplace. I am blessed with quite the assortment of lovely sweaters. Some have been gifts from my DH and my Dear Children, and many others have been found on sale or at discount and thrift stores. I haven't actually shopped for any sweaters lately, but then, I have a lovely assortment of sweaters.
So, which do you prefer: sweaters or hoodies?
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Anyway, I have been trying to be patient and keep myself busy with my favorite winter activities of reading and writing and sewing and baking since I know that the ground and the trees really do benefit from their winter time rest, but I am so glad and excited for warmer weather. I really am looking forward to getting back out into the yard and the garden. Hopefully the sun will come out and dry out the garden so I can start planting. And, hopefully it will stay cool enough for a while that we can get some nice fresh cool weather veggies to add to the dinner table. Yea! It’s time to find some seeds and a new shovel!
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
I'm grateful for all of the missionaries in my life: Those of my family and friends who have served. I'm grateful that I was able to serve as a missionary over 30 years ago, and I'm grateful for those who served with me and all of the wonderful people that I met. I'm especially grateful for all of the wonderful missionaries who left their homes and families in the 1800's and traveled across the world to seek out and teach my ancestors: The Wagstaffs and the Smiths and the Willies and the Birds and the Grants and the Gibbys and the Hunsakers and all of the many others of my family who had the faith and the strength and the courage to listen to the missionaries, to accept the gospel and to make it a part of their lives. There are also the missionaries who sought out the people of my DH's family: The Howes and the Fraziers and the Halls and the Larsens and the Lauritzens. So many faithful missionaries and so many faithful ancestors who have so greatly affected my life for the good.
My thoughts and prayers go with the missionaries every day. And may I also find the opportunities and the courage to be a missionary too.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
I had to think quickly, as I was sitting on the front row in the very most left hand seat, and was the first to be called on. My answer? First, the Atonement of Jesus Christ. Second, Temple Blessings. I couldn't give just one answer. :) Of course, the Atonement of Jesus Christ applies to all people, not just members of our church, but my membership in the church helps me to better understand the blessings the atonement brings, and the blessings that I have received in the temple are the culminating blessings just added upon to the blessings of the atonement.
Many answers were given as everyone in the room had their turn. They were all wonderful answers. I am very blessed to be LDS, a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. The Church provides all the knowledge and all of the saving ordinances that we need to return to live with God, our Heavenly Father, and with our Savior, Jesus Christ.
This morning I was reading the final words of Nephi from The Book of Mormon:
And I pray the Father in the name of Christ that many of us, if not all, may be saved in his
2 Nephi 33:12
I someday hope to see you all there! It will be wonderful!
Monday, March 4, 2013
I received my Patriarchal Blessing when I was sixteen years old, and try to review it regularly. I actually have most of it memorized. It was a comfort to me at that time, and still is today. But am I taking advantage of the blessings that are available to me from my own loving DH?
Several days ago I mentioned this to my DH, and asked if he would be willing to give me a priesthood blessing yesterday on our fast day. Of course he agreed. There are no particularly evident needs in my life right now, but the priesthood blessing was truly a blessing and a comfort to me. It made me cry. The blessing reminded me that my Heavenly Father loves me, is mindful of me, and is happy with my efforts. I need to embrace the good in my life and let go of the bad. I'm grateful to have the blessing of the priesthood in my home, and a worthy DH who is willing to bless me and my family.
Are you taking advantage of and enjoying the blessings of the Priesthood in your life?
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Each month I tell myself that I need to are my testimony with my neighbors, but then there are so many others sharing so many wonderful thoughts, that I seldom get up myself. I do love and appreciate all f their service and their testimonies.
Yesterday my DH and I were able to attend our stake temple session. DH was not
feeling well, so he returned home right after the chapel meetings. One of our dear neighbors agreed to give me a ride home after the session so that could stay, and she made me feel like I was doing her a favor so she was not alone. I love being in the temple with neighbors and friends and family members. It's a taste of heaven.
Today I was blessed to sit in Relief Society between DD4 and DD1. It has been a while since I have had the chance to sit in Relief Society since I have been teaching primary and visiting other wards in the stake. It was wonderful and I look forward to many more Sundays of sitting with daughters in church.
Saturday, March 2, 2013
In my parents' house where I grew up, there are no forced air heat vents. The house is instead heated by radiators. The upstairs bedrooms and the living room all have radiators along the floor baseboards, but the downstairs bedrooms, the kitchen and the bathroom all have about 2 foot high metal box radiators. They make a wonderful child-sized bench that is just perfect for sitting on after being outside in the cold doing chores or playing in the snow. They are a good place to dry out cold and wet mittens or shoes. My bed was always right next to the radiator, a perfect place to snuggle in for a warm winter night's sleep. The radiator also made a convenient nightstand/bookshelf, always necessary for the perfect comfortable sleeping place.
I remember the radiators at school were also convenient places to dry out wet mittens and shoes and even sometimes socks, and the ones in the hallways were coveted places to hang out at during lunchtime, especially during high school. My grandparent's house had no radiators, but only a central forced air furnace with two heat vents. One went into the living room and the other into the hallway between the two downstairs bedrooms. The corner behind the piano in the living room where the heat vent was located was a favorite place for grandkids to sit and play!
Yes, the sound of warm air blowing from the heat vent is a wonderful sound in late winter/early March. But so is the sound of birds chirping outside once the heat stops blowing . . . yes, I for one am looking forward to spring!