Saturday, December 14, 2013

Christmas Tidings…

First off, the wife let it be known it's been a while since I last posted to the blog. So that must mean that I don't talk to her and she wants to know what's going on.

So here is the skinny…

We enjoyed a wonderful Thanksgiving. I managed to get both Thursday and Friday off work. Every year, for that last 13 years, we complain about how messy the snow is on our Christmas tree. This year we made a preemptive strike and got a new tree. It's much easier to set up as it only has 3 pieces.

Let's see…

Here is a complaint, it wouldn't be a proper post without one. A little while ago our HOA had an election where new board members were put into office. Since then, letters have been sent out, ticking off the neighborhood. We were the recipients of a few. Each and every letter would tell us to redo our landscape to the original standard. So I would go out and rake the gravel make the yard look just as it did when we moved in 9 years ago. But it wasn't enough. The letters starts coming weekly, all saying the same thing with one change. They started levying fees, $50 each time. Now you can imagine our confusion. We have lived in our house for 9 years and never changed our landscape. The granite rock looks as nice as anyone's. Now we were being fined for noncompliance. This of course got our attention in a big way. I discovered our HOA has a website. I started emailing the manager of our community and investigating the board. It turns out the community manager doesn't live in our neighborhood. None of the listed contact people do. Here is what happens. We elect a board and they contract out the management of our community to an outside property management company. If you are saying WTH? Then you are right were I am. Why have a board if they outsource all the actual work? The only info I have on the board members is their name and title. Strangely, they hide behin5976 E Flowing Spring, Florence 85132d the faceless property management company. One thing is certain, none of the current board members will get my vote and I may start campaigning against them. I am not going to run, I will just tell people not to vote for any of them. I am thinking of writing an open letter and distributing it to all the houses in the HOA.

So, it ends this way, for now. Trying to live the principle of the closer it is to me the better it is me and for everyone around me, I went as close to family as possible to get the "required" landscaping done. Was it the cheapest? Probably not. But now $800 dollars later it's finished and someone from my church will have a very nice Christmas.

Christmas message…

This year I am trying to view Christmas with eyes of wonderment. Looking for the small miracles and trying to see the "magic" all around me. The thought came to me that we really don't have any meaningful traditions beyond the ones that focus on presents. (Not that those are meaningful). I am looking for those traditions that put Christ in Christmas. I noticed that we were celebrating Xmas. So we are going to try some new things this year. Some are just for fun. We started with an Elf on the Shelf to get the magic started. It's been fun finding our elf in new places everyday. I am thinking of putting on a small play where we act out Christmas carols like do you hear what I hear. Going to the temple to see the Christmas lights and watching some of the videos centered around Christ. I would say volunteer to help those who are needy but this time of year they get a lot more help than they need, but now that I think of it, maybe a family service project. Christmas is about honoring the life of Jesus Christ. Not just His birth but His teachings , death and resurrection.

I hope you all have a merry Christmas!

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Nathan

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Principles...

There is an old saying, well it might be a practice, if you are feeling down, depressed, just look for someone who is worse off than you, then you will see that it could be worse and you will feel better about yourself. There is truth to that. Not a lot of truth, but nonetheless truth. It tends to help our emotional state just to acknowledge that. However, I believe this to only be apart of what helps us to feel better. The rest is this, after finding that person who is worse off than ourselves, find out exactly what is wrong and help them to overcome it. It is through doing good for others and focussing on their needs that we can be filled with joy and find comfort in our own struggles. 

I have noticed that with my own family. When my kids are struggling and I am just too tired to deal with it, when I take the time to help them through it my own weariness doesn't seem to be that big a deal. Likewise, when I look at my church family and the number of people who are struggling to find work, I ask myself what can I do? The answer is simple, but it requires the efforts of everyone. The solution centers on another principle I am learning, the closer it is to me, the better it is for me. That may sound selfish because it puts the focus on me, but in truth it is the only way to make any kind of lasting change. Since my church is an extension of my family, whatever I can do to better them helps everyone. In our congregation we have nearly every line of work. Many own their own companies. So the question is, if I need a product or service why look out side of my family? Looking outside takes those much needed blessings away from those who are most important in my life. 

Forgive me if I am coming to this conclusion late. Better late than never. 

History Helps

I was helping my oldest daughter with her history homework. She doesn't see why it's important to learn about dead people. I explained about learning from the mistakes and successes of others so that we won't have to have the same struggles that they had. I tried to liken the history lessons in her book about the rise and fall of the Roman Empire to our own country, but I was way above her head and may have confused her more. 

As the night went on my son wanted to make brownies. We followed the directions to the letter. The batter seemed really thick to me and so I said to the kids who were around, "should we add more water?" They told me that's what mom did. Remembering the cake like texture those brownies had I said, "then nope we leave it the way it is." While we were enjoying the fruit of our labour, I used that to further illustrate my point of learning from the experience of others. I told my oldest, "history is important because without it I would have made the same mistake that mom did and our brownies would have tasted like cake." I got an eye roll at that one. 

Dumbing it Down

I am sick of the school making the work easier for my kids, while at the same time making it more difficult in other areas. We chose the school because it would be challenging. The school decided it was too hard and really slowed it down. They pulled my oldest out during a different subject to "help" her with one she is struggling with. I wrote a nasty note telling them to challenge my kids and not pull them out during subjects they aren't getting help in. 

It wasn't that long ago when 15 year olds were moving out on their own and supporting themselves. When did it become the norm to treat kids like invalids?

Monday, November 4, 2013

Halloween fun!

We, in fact, did celebrate the great tradition of all hallows eve, or Halloween. A tradition that goes back along time. Where it originated, I don't have a clue. All I know is it can be a lot of fun. Growing up, my mother would make costumes for us. She would start them at least three months before, spending hours sewing and crafting them. Then we would enjoy them for one night and whenever we had an incling to drees up. My kids are not as fortunate. They have to settle for creating their own costumes or buying one from the store. 

Last year we had a lot of trick or treaters, but not many people handing out candy. This year we had a few more handing out the sweet stuff and very few asking for it. We were tempted to drive to another neighborhood to get our candy begging fix in this year, but that seemed like too much work. I believe everyone should know the truth, I am really lazy. 

We started off by ourselves and gained a neighbor into our group right after we got to the first house. This of course gave me the brilliant insight of getting together with others and going in a big group, we will have to try this next year. That is if there is any trick or treating next year. It seems as if that part of our heritage is going away. Every year participation gets less and less, both on the part of the givers and takers. This is another sign of the apocalypse. It just shows that we typically don't know our neighbors or communities. As we drift further apart, we will stop doing these kind of things. 

On to costumes!

T made up her own costume, it changed depending on the day. First she was a princess fairy. Then amid in a wig and dress and mask. Finally, for trunk or treat, she was herself. She is at that age where she wants to be a kid and everyone tells her she has to grow up and do things older kids do. All she wants is to go back in time and stay 5 forever. I like how reluctant she is about growing up, I hope it means she will learn to enjoy life as close to childlike as possible. No sense in rushing things. 

D went as the queen of hearts. She has no idea who that is, all she knows is it meant wearing hearts. It would have been funny to hear her saying, "Off with their head!" To her it was an excuse to wear a pretty dress and get candy. 

K was a cat. That is if you can call her that. She didn't wear her ears so she really looked like a little girl wearing a cat dress and the wig that was passed around from T. 

L wanted to be Spider-Man. We could not get him to wear his mask or gloves because, "It's hurting me." We tried a dearth mal costume we have In our closet and got the same response. So he went as Peter Parker in the process of changing. For trunk or treat, he fell into some mud and wanted out of his costume this meant he went around as himself. 

Me, I dressed as Obama. Not the dolled up version you see on TV. I went as his true self, Death. So if your not following, I was Death with an Obama mask. For those who like his policies and think I am insulting him and you take offense, you are right it was meant as in insult. Next year I am thinking of dressing like Jon McCain, does anyone have a donkey costume?

And the Wife dressed as an Arizona Cardinals fan. It's a stretch, but I think she pulls it off quite nicely. 


Monday, October 28, 2013

The Great Pumpkin Hunt!

The great tradition is here! That's right it's the Monday before Halloween.
 
For those not familiar with the Great Pumpkin I will tell you the story of The First Great Pumpkin Hunt.
 
The little boy with the blue blanket really did have it right. There really is a great pumpkin. And he really does rise out of the pumpkin patch. And He really does bring all the good little boys and girls presents. Only he doesn't do it out of the kindness of his heart, like a leprechaun, you have to catch him! Once you catch him, you have to give him a face.
 
 This is a story of four little kids who caught the great pumpkin. 
 
The oldest, soon to be a teenager. Everyone around her wanted her to grow up and forget about being a kid. All she wanted was to stay a little girl forever. She also desperately wanted to be an only child.
 
 

 
 
The next one was sometimes forgotten and sometimes stuck in the middle. She was stuck doing her own thing, while watching and wanting to be a part of the action, just a little too scared to say anything.
 





The third was, believe it or not, another little girl. At just eight years old she was ready for adventure, just as long as she didn't get dirty or wet or hurt. She looked to her older two sisters to figure out just how to do things. That's how she learned to be afraid of spiders and learned to like making cookies.
 




Our fourth little adventurer was really quite different from the others. For starters, he was a boy, and you would not believe just how much he showed it. By the time he was 5 he had been on many adventures. Like Jack and Jill, he too climbed a hill and came tumbling down, broke his crown, then got up and did it all over again. Never minding that he was filthy head to toe or that was covered in water and forgetting he was hurt.

 






Our brave group of hunters, went where no one had ever dared to venture in costume! Searching high and low, over and under, this way and that way for that elusive pumpkin. Alas, it was too dark to see every pumpkin and too windy to look in every nook and cranny. So they found the largest pumpkin around and the littlest pumpkin ever seen and took them home. 






Once home, that great pumpkin was in need of a face! "Let the carving begin!"


Now with a look all his own, The Great Pumpkin was brought to life, granting one great wish. And what, pray tell, did our warriors ask? Why for candy of course!

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Glitches…

Sometimes they work in your favor, sometimes they don't. The food stamp debacle showed just how dishonest people can be. If you are saying foodstamp debacle? What's that? Then you should read about it here. After you read that then you should know who the government will hold responsible.  Here a couple that worked for me and one that just annoys me.

First, the wife got an email from the DMV. It said that an emissions test was required on my car. Me being me, ignored that and went to the website anyway to attempt to reregister my car without the emissions test done. Would you believe it let me! Not only that but register it for five more years. So that was nice. 

The next one surely can't remain for very long, but it has been a few months and no fix has presented itself yet. This one has to do with my wireless provider. The say they can separate data used one your phone from data used while your phone is acting as a wireless hotspot. So I pay for unlimited data for use on my phone, it comes with 500MB to use as a hotspot. I have exceded that 500MB several times and the hotspot service never counted the data used. Just to test it I watched 2 movies from netflix on my ipad while using my phone as a hotspot. The next day I checked my data usage and the hotspot data still read 0MB used. 

So the one that annoys me is iOS 7. This is is by far the nicest update but at the same time the most glitchy. There are times while using my phone it will reboot all on its own. It's crashing. iTunes Radio is nice, but for some reason the multi tasking feature isn't working like it did in previous versions so when I leave the screen and pause the music even for a minute the app is shut down. It's the same story with any app running. This is by far the biggest annoyance. 

In other stuff…

D was assigned the wonderful chore to clean out the litter box. After dumping the old stuff out in the trash, she washed the pan. What could go wrong? Well she washed it in the kitchen sink on the garbage disposal side. When she dumped the litter she didn't get it all. I came home to a backed up sink with litter in it and in the disposal. What a job she left for me. I told everyone it would have to wait a few days and not to use the sink. I took the disposal out cleaned it and made sure the U shaped pipe didn't have any gravel in it. So far so good. Hopefully D has learned her lesson and we won't have any repeats. 

T has officially joined the general conference fan club, or at least said it's not that bad, it's kinda like church. 

That's it for now. Maybe if we are really good, my sister Moe will treat us with a blog update. Six months is too long to wait, hint, hint. 


Saturday, October 12, 2013

General Conference…

Well we had general conference, I was somewhat excited for it this time. A lot of the speakers reaffirmed my commitments and gave counsel on how to better to adopt principles for living a Christ like life. So when I put this together it will be insights from multiple speakers and I won't be able to say for sure which speaker said what. So here is the gist of of it all.
Your body is a temple. As a temple it is ahold place where the Holy Spirit may reside. We learn from our dedication of temples that they are clean and built to perfection. When we apply this lesson to ourselves, we learn that to have the spirit of god in our lives we must be clean, physically and mentally. We must strive for perfect obedience to God's commandments. To achieve perfection in obedience, we must learn and live principles taught in the scriptures. To gain a testimony of any principle you must live it. You most likely will not keep commitments unless it was your idea to do it. Therefore, to obtain perfect obedience, you must look at yourself in the mirror daily and say my body is a temple of God, then learn to apply the lessons in the scriptures to your life and live them.
True repentance is only achieved by turning away from sin (all sin not just the one you are repenting of) and focussing all your heart and energy on loving a Christ like life. An example from the Book of Mormon was given. They was a people who were warriors, the killed and took pleasure in it. When they were taught about God and his plan of happiness they were pricked in their hearts and not only turned away from their sin, they covenanted with God never to use weapons of war again for fear of reawakening that desire for killing and thereby loosing their redemption. Years later their commitment to the covenant was was tested. Their land was being attacked and they wanted desperately to take up arms to defend themselves, their countrymen and their land. Captain Moroni ,from outside the town, told them that they should keep their covenant and suggested that since their sons had not made the covenant, they would be free to defend them. This example shows the commitment level you must have. Part of the story that wasn't mentioned but I feel is important to illustrate the point was this, prior to their sons taking up arms in defense of their families and country, these committed people walked out on the battlefield without weapons, and laid down on the ground. Their enemies came and began to slaughter them. During this, a large portion of the enemy became disgusted with themselves and through down their weapons and then entered into the same covenant. So to sum up repentance is granted when we have a change of heart, when sin disgusts us and we loose the desire to sin. Our commitment will be tested, and through our example many more will see and begin their own personal transformation.
Weaved through out all of this is the importance of fasting. Fasting teaches us to control the natural desires of our bodies. So when we are struggling to keep the life altering principles we learn about in the scriptures or the commandments from God, fasting will put our spirit in charge and make it easier to keep them.
To help my family to learn an appreciation of conference, for family home evening we are watching one talk and then talking about it. Afterword, we play games and just hang out.

Monday, September 30, 2013

Crazy Happens Here

We had parent teacher conferences. I openly complained about how the rescorce room isn't challenging enough for my kids and how their methods continue to push my kids further behind their classmates. I will admit, my kids are way too quiet. They have some how developed a shyness which makes them terrified in front of people. Terrified to the point where they can't think, it's like a deer crossing the road at night when it looks up and sees the bright lights of an on coming car. They can't move. It takes them way too long before they get comfortable enough to start sharing and by then the school year is ready to end. 

I discovered that all three of them are weak in the exact same areas. So now, we have to have school on Saturdays. Well, not at school, at home and not all day just for an hour. I am hoping that this doesn't confuse them. Common Core uses new methods for teaching math than what we were traditionally taught. So when we try to reinforce the math lessons it's often a very different way then the school showed them and we wind up with confused kids and confused parents. So I don't know how this will turn out but welcome to it. 

Our Niece Is Back!

Her mother is going through some stuff and needs to "figure out" some things. We are more than willing to help by bringing her beautiful child into our home. I wish we had the room for a more long term arrangement, but, when our new bundle of joy arrives we won't have enough seats in our car and depending on the sex of our new born we won't have the bedroom space. We, the wife and I, are divided as to what we want to do. So when we are divided we don't do anything and we agreed to stick to these reasons publicly until we have found common ground, meaning one or both of us has changed our minds.

Lesson from church

In church we had an unusual combination for the third hour. All the teenagers joined all the adults to talk about genealogy. T didn't find it interesting at all. I however found myself intently listening. As the bishop was sharing stories from his ancestory, and finding that he was related to more than one family in the congregation, I wanted stories like that. Great, great, great grandma Betsy traveling to the west was run over by a wagon and broke her leg and still walked across the wilderness. So to help find the stories like that from both my wife's ancestors and mine, I ask that you create an account on familysearch.org. Now if you are not a member of my church try it anyway then help us link our generations with pictures and stories. If you can't creat an account that's ok, just send me you stories and I will do the rest. These family stories help to create identity and character, things I desperately want in my children. 

New TV Season is Here…

This one is less about me and more about TV. However I may still put myself in there somewhere. 

Revolution is off to a terrific start and so much had happend last season that I couldn't believe we were only starting the 2nd season. I will say this without giving away anything (hopefully). WOW! And what do the fireflies have to do with what happend to Aaron? That last frame of the opening episode really leaves you hanging. So now I have to watch the next and probably the rest of the year to get any answers. 

The Michael J Fox Show is refreshing. It's nice to see a good family sitcom without the immorality. I put this one in my must see list. 

The Headless Horsman I like it but wouldn't miss it if it were gone tomorrow. 

Agents of Sheild, this one has you rooting for a government agency that tracks and registers people with super powers. Not in love with that premise, but I enjoyed the first episode. 

Shows I am looking forward too

24 premeirs in January, I am curious to see what's in store for Jack. It's probably fairly easy to predict. Jack is off somewhere in the world or in prison. Some higher up political power needs help and they arrange his release he helps, but in doing so he incurs the wrath of either the person asking for help or some other power or both. Only to find he is on the run again kicking peoples butts and asking questions and playing the part of the reluctant hero. This time it wouldn't surprise me to see Jack Bower showing an aversion to guns and have it be like a McGyver episode. 

Revenge, I think they ended it and replaced it with a new show, same characters, but taking place after the revenge has ended and picking up with the shattered lives of everyone. Juries out still on this one.

Once upon a time. I love the plot and the twists in this one. Apparently so does Disney, there is a new show called Once Upon a Time in Wonderland. Sounds interesting. Woman goes down the rabbit hole and finds true love. 

Anything else that is not mentioned it's probably because I wouldn't miss it if it was removed from my life. 

Saturday, September 21, 2013

The Gloomy Side of Bright…


Things are going well. I am once again salary based, at least partly. My pay will always be enough to meet our minimum needs, unless of course the economy tanks or as the book of genesis puts it, money fails. I hope the season of plenty doesn't end just yet, I am not ready. Every time I get to a place where I can start to set things aside life takes a twist. I need a few more months to put together a savings bank of food and some form of protection for my family
I am hoping for the best, really I am. But things do not look good in the direction we are heading and I fear it's too late to stop and turn around. I can only prepare for the possibility that money will fail and a good many people will die from starvation and those unprepared will do as the children of Israel, sell their freedom for food. 


Brighter News…
I have made use of the technology of the day to help me to be a better husband and father. To help me to live a more principled life. So the things that I am wanting to work on I made "reminders" on my phone. That way I can nag myself to be mindful of who I am and what behavior is becoming of a son of God. 
Here are a few of the reminders:
• You don't need to watch TV
• Did you pray today?
• Have you studied the scriptures today?
I would love to report that it's worked beautifully and I have done all of them, but alas as with any self improvement, it's gonna take time. 
More Gloom…
I was preparing for the lesson on Sunday when I was struck with a thought. First, the lesson covered leadership, focussing on leadership in the church. The principles also reflected those we expect of our elected for public office. Basically a leader of men should never place himself above those he is called to serve. The term is "self exaltation." That's when you as a leader start to think of yourself as better than those you govern. When a task is given, and the details laid out by the "leader," If the task is not done the way the "leader"wanted it done, then it was done wrong even if it accomplished the task. If it was accomplished better, then the so called leader tends to be jealous and still try's to attach his name to it. Sound like anyone we know? Hopefully you all came up with a few names, our form of government has power divided into three branches and there is plenty of room for this spirit of self exaltation to go around. 
The number one name that first hit me was Barack Obama, followed very closely by Jon McCain, George W Bush, Harry Reid. Both republican and democrat. They have been corrupted. They have assumed the role of a false choice. Both want the same thing but maintain opposed to one another so we, the cattle, will continue moving forward to whatever end they have in mind for us. 
I want to go on record and say I am not a cow and I resent being treated like one. 
If for some reason you find offense it this, I didn't mean any, but I don't offer any oppologies. Public discourse is one thing that helped to make this nation great. Freely exchanging ideas and arguments helps broaden our understanding and makes us better people. Being challenged requires us to look for answers. 

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Just Plain Busy

I've been very busy. This entire week I have worked much later than usual. (Probably been more than a week, just ask my wife she would know for sure).  My pest control schedule changed and with it a slight reduction in pay 😢. It's a good thing we are finally on a budget of sorts. This reduction will only affect the extra money coming in and not our general budget. (Less play money for me). 


The kids brought home their first progress reports of the school year, (I know the time is flying by, isn't it?) some aren't doing well others are doing fine. S I was open and honest with them and told them that those grades SUCK, and they have no excuses this early in the school year, and if they ever want me to argue to get them out of the resource room they better be getting straight A's. (I think the resource room has made things too easy and that my kids have fallen even further behind since they were put in there). I am becoming more frustrated, and thinking this school is NOT the right fit. In the resource room the teach to the lowest common denometer, meaning if one child is really slow at picking something up they slow everyone else down and teach at the lowest level. That's a terrible idea! So, if you know a school that would have small class sizes AND actually teach, let me know, its time for a change. 


I haven't worn a watch since junior high. I stopped because I hated the watch tan line. (I know that's a very vain reason).  So, I started making a keychain out of the watch band and carrying it in my pocket with my keys. (Yes I know, very ingenious). Then cellphones hit the scene, I no longer needed the watch. My cellphone was easy to pull out and see the time. It was a wonderful time. Then cellphones evolved into little handheld computers, with a lot more function than a plain old cellphone. Now we have the advent of smart watches. These are watches that connect wirelessly to your cell phone. Each brand does different things, but the gist is this, the show who is calling and display text messages. Pretty sweet. This puts an end to always fumbling for the phone to see who is calling you and to reading text messages. Now you can be working, I mean in the thick of it. Just pinned down, and with a glance to your wrist see who's calling or what someone wants from you via text. It's a problem solver. (At least for me). So I got one, its a pebble smartwatch. It has a motion sensor so with a flick of my wrist the light comes on. A vibrating motor so if my phone is in the other room I know if I am getting a call or other alert. I think battery life is the most important issue with a watch I don't want something that needs to be charged everyday that's silly. This one has a 7 day plus battery expectation. (I get about 5 or 6 days before the low battery indicator comes on). I am anxious to see what apple comes out with next year, but if the battery is like the Samsung one, only lasting 25 hours, I don't want it. 


So as I am preparing the lesson for church next week, I was struck with a crazy idea about leadership. While the lesson deals with leadership in the church, the principles are the same for leadership in any organization including government. To read more about it look for an article on my other blog site in the coming weeks. 


That's it for today!

Monday, August 19, 2013

Unity: One in Heart and Mind

Maybe my kids aren't as far gone as I imagin. The other day, on the way to school, T preformed an act of kindness and service for D. D was have one of her typically slow mornings (although she has tried very hard to speed things up) and didn't have enough time left for her mother to "fix" her hair before leaving for school. On the way to school T braided D's hair and made it up for her. This gives me hope that maybe (finally) they are starting to think of others before themselves, at least some of the times. 

As I mentioned in my last post, I am desirous that we, as a family, become more service oriented. I see serving others as a way to unify us and bring us closer together (I know selfish reasons, but I really think it will work). As I examine the "9 Principles of Great Families", the one about recreation, "Healthy, virtuous activities that refresh and strengthen the spirit of all those involved," I see service projects as a big part of that. I want my children to think of others needs as well as they think of their own. 

T is a clever little lady. She is really happy she solved a minor problem, as she sees it. For the last month or so she started wearing two outfits to church. She puts on her regular clothes first then puts her Sunday dress on over them. She came up with the idea when grandma T mentioned that her dress was thin and when the light hit it just right you could see thru it. She, of course, wanted nothing to do with a see thru dress and started wearing shorts under it. Now, she thinks it really speeds up the whole changing after church so she does it regardless of which dress she has on. 

She also surprised me with her decision to attend church today. The Wife was feeling very sick (pregnancy) and was not attending, I was stuck working late and was only going to the last hour because I was teaching. T was up and dressed and ready to leave with me when I left. When it was time for the Beehives (a young woman's group for 12-14 year old girls) to meet, she was greeted by two amazing young girls who promptly let her know she was missed during the previous hour and then the went off together into class. I am really glad T is finding the group fun to be around and has made a few friends. 

After church she handed me a flyer from class that talked about the rules for dating, and how one shouldn't date until 16.  Then announced that class was boring, because she has no intention of dating, ever. To which I replied, that will make me very happy, but she will change her mind by the time she turns 16 (only 4 more years). After talking for a while she finally said she would probably start dating when she's 20. And for the first time ever she started to consider college, because she wants to be a kindergarten teacher. (Not that I think college is always the best and only way, sorry mom. But that's probably a rant to appear here sometime)

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Really Big News, Delivered About Once a Year…

With that in mind, I am going to deliver it. 

First, I tweaked the subscribe in email link so it will actually let you subscribe to receive updates in your email. So please check it out. It's on the top left hand side. 

The person formerly known as T, Quinn, has, as she put it, "a boy teacher." His name is Roseman. She thinks he is really cool and really funny.  She also says he looks nice, which often means he looks like me. Her best friend is in her class again and her assigned seat is right next to hers. She is so excited, her back feels funny. And I can attest that it really does feel funny. If you touch her back it squirms. Maybe because I tickled her, but the world may never know. 

I am also announcing, that we are to become a service oriented family. To ease us into it, we are committing one Saturday a month where we will all participate in various service projects to help our community. Unfortunately, do to scheduling conflicts we won't be able to begin till next month. For some reason I have to finish the floor first. As my wife put it get our house in order first. (That sounds really familiar, where have I heard that before?) The way I see it if my children learn to serve others, it will rub off and they will actually start to serve one another. So if any one has any service projects please pass them along. The more difficult the challenge the sweeter the reward.

Things are looking up for my departure from the convenience store I work at. (No name because they aren't a sponsor) The idea is to prove to our wallets that we can live without that income. So I opened a separate account where that money will be deposited and not touched, then if all goes well then in 6 months to a year, I will have another big announcement. 

So I bought a lottery ticket. I dreamed about all the wonderful things I would buy and how winning would never change my life. I would buy the pest company I work for, and lots and lots of real-estate. I would open a restaurant and build a house so big that I could grow wheat in my basement. It would look like a single story from the front and a two story from the back but really it would be a six story with 4 additional sub-levels. (Need to be ready for the impending zombie apocalypse) So no it wouldn't change me at all, after all we all live in houses like that. So, it gives me great pleasure to tell all of you, I WON nothing!  I DIDn't WIN! So no new cars or houses for any of you. In this case nothing really is nothing (You may need to see a Snapple commercial to understand this one).

I looked into publishing, to see what it would take to publish a book. Apparently, with the internet you can publish eBooks really cheap. So I began thinking of what all my favorite books had in common. Most seem to...um...hmm... I have decided I don't know how to write a book. So no book deals.  

As for politics, I HATE politics. Mostly because absolutely everything is turned into politics, including what words we use and their meaning. At this point I have no intention of ever running for public office. I am not where I would want to be for that. I would need to be really grounded in correct principles and not a wavering ninny like most politicians are. That's a tough job and one where many have lost their way, i.e. Harry Reid, Jon McCain (although I am not sure either really were on the right path). When it comes to my views; smaller, closer to home is better. That principle is not just for government but for every aspect of life, from the food we eat to education to the laws we live by. The closer we are to anything the more complete our lives are, the healthier we are. For a better look at my views I encourage you to look at my, This is not political! post. It seems to get a lot of web traffic from around the world and remains one of the most looked at posts on this blog. 

Speaking of politics. I have decided to open another blog. This one will be rants, a time when I take a news story or topic that rubs me the wrong way or I really like and I will blab about it. Currently I am thinking of Jon McCain, Mind Rapist. In it I would explain why he is a mind rapist and what exactly that is. So check it out, a link can be foundation the top of the screen (if your on my blog). I am welcoming rants written by other people so if your interested let me know.

For well over a year, every time the whole family is together, I look around trying to see who is missing. The running theme in my parents life as I grew up. So naturally this strikes me as, oh crap!  Mostly because we are so done with diaper changes, potty training and hauling a bag with us wherever we go. As many of you are aware we were blessed and honored to have my niece stay with us for two weeks not too long ago, she is still very much an infant. At the time the thought hit me, this is going to lead to something, it also reinforced in our minds we were so done with baby's. Lets just say the family saying, "Someone's missing" is indeed generational. So it is our great pleasure to announce, we are expecting another child due March 10 (probably sometime in the middle of the night). Those of you who fainted or felt light headed from the news, pick yourselves up, push back all the negative emotions and burry it deep inside and never speak of it. I will not be passing out cigars but, hugs and pats on the backs all around. 

As for names we are taking bids for naming rights. Las Vegas has offered to name our child Las Vegas Dot Com for more publicity. Wellsfargo, Verizon and a hand full of others have also given their offers. We are also considering, Michael Lloyd or Marie Irene (well I have picked those, the wife isn't sold on them yet). Rest assured once we have chosen a name you will not read about it here. 

Monday, August 5, 2013

Thankful…


Today I want to write a little something of what I am grateful for. Gratitude helps to keep one focused on what's important. 

I am grateful for a loving and understanding wife. She is always willing to do the things no one else really wants to do, from laundry to helping with kids studies. She is truly a selfless person, putting her desires on the back burner to listen to my latest whim and offers her support and encouragement.  Her faith, in her family and God, is admirable

I am thankful that I have employment and that we have enough to meet and sometimes exceed our needs and wants. I am grateful for the continued success we experience and thank God for the blessing he has given us. 

I am grateful for technology and the ease it makes my daily tasks and correspondents. I love how I have whole libraries at my fingertips. This one is going to sound strange, I am grateful for a time of instant news, for the sins of the world being shouted from the roof tops (figuratively). Without which we would be hard pressed to find people of true character who live and abide by correct principles. 
I am thankful for the gospel of Jesus Christ. The message it brings of forgiveness and personal responsibility. The phrases that run thru my head almost continually are:


Maximum freedom, maximum responsibility
and
I of mine own self can do nothing (without God's help)


I am grateful that life needs to be endured. While trials, at times, feel like more than I want to endure, they are sobering. Bringing me back to where God wants me. They help to keep my focus on what is important and not get caught up in life's current (like a river's current) offering a tether to keep me from coasting down the waterfall behind me. 

Update on the Big News

I love the ideas that everyone presented as to what they thought the big news is. Because no one used the comment section to share their ideas and thoughts, I will post a few that I remember here.
  •  I am writing a book
  • I am going into politics
  • We are going to have a baby
  • We are going to start homeschooling the kiddos 
  • We won the lottery and are buying all of the subscribers a new car (if this one is true you better subscribe)
  • Maybe n8's big secret is that he bought his own network. That was what the Blaze guy did. I forget his name. (I liked this so much I just cut and pasted it)
  • I am getting a pedicure
Well, thank you for all the wonderful ideas. If any of them are the news you will find it here, exclusively, in the middle of next week. 

Sunday, July 28, 2013

Big News is Coming…

Big news is coming?!  That's right! Huge, big news is coming. Best of all you will read all about it here and only here. So tell all your friends to subscribe and make sure they at least know about this blog because they are not going to want to miss this really big announcement. That's right I am announcing an announcement of an announcement! It's going to be huge! 

And that's all your gonna get, for now. 

The other big thing is this, addiction.

I have learned that I am an addict. I have things in my life that I have a hard time trying to overcome, and while my addictions are perfectly legal they plague me. They are at the root of why I am constantly trying to change and live a more principled life. When our Savior said if your hand offends you cut it off, I think he was talking about the many addictions we find ourselves with or the things that may lead to one to falling into the temptation of an addiction.

My definition of addiction is this: Something you are a slave too, it feels like a part of you and as if you can't go anywhere without it. It owns you. 

So with this understanding of addiction and with so many things that can fit into this definition, I have a lot of addictions. I find I am at my weakest when I am very tired, news flash I am always tired, therefore I am always susceptible. The worst is Saturdays and Mondays. Those are when I am the most fatigued. It helps to remember that when Christ was fasting in the wilderness, he was being pushed to the end of His physical limits and when he was at them satan came to tempt Him. I can gather strength from His example, when He was fatigued beyond where I am He resisted temptations. The other thing that helps is knowing that with His help anything can be overcome, so long as I ask for His help. The tripping point is me asking for His help. I tried the rock on the pillow as a reminder but the kids kept moving it off the bed. So I need to redouble my efforts. Eventually I too will come off conquerer of my demons. 

That's right I didn't mention what my addictions are, we'll that's for me, God and the NSA to know (because they see and record everything). 

Sunday, July 7, 2013

Vacation Time

We welcomed a house guest, my mother in law, for two weeks. The first week we went to San Diego. While there we stayed at my Aunt's house, where we spent time with her and my grandparents. We had great time! Being the planners that we are, we practically had every moment scheduled. On Wednesday we left after dinner. We made our first of many pit stops in Gilla Bend where we discovered dinosaurs. Before we left the oldest daughter declared, "This is the best vacation ever, because we took pictures with dinosaurs." We apparently have the bar set really low on what is impressive. We arrived much later than we had originally anticipated, although the journey only took a total of 6 hours with the many stops. So one more, Thank You! Shout out to my aunt for allowing us to stay in her wonderful home. And another thank you for my grandparents and the beautiful meals they had for us. I am glad we were able to spend time together even though it was so short.

As I said we had everything planned out, so here is what we did. Knott's berry farm, the Mormon battalion visitor's center, Belmont park including the beach, the San Diego Zoo and walking the temple grounds.

The kids all loved the parks. The beach was a chance to cool off and play with the waves. It was nice to see that some of my children had overcome the fear of the waves enough to get wet even laying down at times to let the waves crash over them. The zoo proved to be a tiring experience, I didn't remember it being so big! We made it through about half of it before kids were too crabby to walk.

We even managed a nice breakfast visit with my grandma's sister, Aunt Joyce. It was very nice to be able to catch up with her and meet her sweet heart.

Charity…

I want to share a talk on charity that some one I know gave at church, it is very good and insightful. I asked permission to include it here, he just doesn't want to be named the author of it and remain anonymous. The first part is a letter of explanation written by the author for his family. 

Hi all,

I gave a talk in church today, so I thought that you may be interested to read it. Some of the content may not come across well to sensitive parties in the family so I have added a qualifying section at the end. Please forgive any mechanical errors, it was only meant for me to read and I have an exceptional tolerance for errors.

To be fair, in order to make the story of our family's adoption read clearly in the short space of this talk, many details have been left out which may falsely color the our family dynamic. I have portrayed a version of these events that focused on an emotional truth. Such situations occasion a multiplicity of complex, and often contradicting, feelings. Naturally, there have been both good and bad experiences that came with the adoption, and while the struggles mentioned here did (and continue to) happen, there has indeed been a lot of love exchanged both ways. But in the end, it was the times of struggle that test the limits of Charity which interested me here. And in these times, it was impossible to know if things would ever be different.

I feel that the way I have written here, I may be in danger here of drawing an artificial distance between my adopted siblings and the rest of our family, and this would unfair. Their struggles have become our struggles and we truly are one family now. While there may always be an unresolvable emotional distance between us, such things are not uncommon in families that experience traumatic events. Who can honestly say that they have paid back the love that their parents gave to them. I would also like to explain that as my mother personified Charity in my account here, credit must also be given to my father who was in fact active in the decision making process. However, I feel that it was acceptable to make this omission because the brunt of the emotional burden was ultimately carried by my mother, who can't help but love and nurture those in need.

I hope all is well with all of you.

Best,

[Anonymous]


Note to those reading this talk: In order to recreate the full effect of my initial presentation, please imagine that it is being read all too quickly by a nervous person with a dry mouth.


Partaking of the Second Fruit

[Anonymous]

I should come out and say that I don't feel especially qualified to give a talk on "Charity." I think that Charity has to be the hardest attribute to cultivate, and certainly the least conventionally profitable. There is a reason that there are not a lot of self-help books promoting the selfless love of others. Charity does not seem to offer a good return on your investment. It does not incentivize good deeds. It is not like Karma and it is not transactive, you do not receive in kind for what you give. It is simply not an economically sound practice.

When we imagine the creed "do unto others as you would have them do unto you" we imagine a world in which we are helped by others as often as we help them. But showing Charity means giving our love without any expectation that it will be paid back. I was struck by Spencer's father's day talk when he explained that this is the way that parents love and provide for their children. Part of the reason parenting is so difficult is because it is often impossible for our children to comprehend how loving and patient we actually are to them. But Charity is also extending this same love to our enemies. If we really treated our enemies with the same love as we do our children, it is hard to imagine how we would have many enemies. And I am sure that whatever enemies remained would be sufficiently freaked out.

Even the scriptural promises of Charity seem ominous, we read in 1st Corinthians:

"Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up. Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil; Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth; Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things."

Suffering, Bearing, and Enduring are tasks that I personally try to avoid. The question that we have to answer then is: if conducting ourselves with "the pure love of Christ" is so much work, why would anyone want to cultivate the attribute of Charity?

When Nephi prayed to know the meaning of his father's vision, the spirit confirmed to him that the Tree of Life which Lehi saw represented the love of god, and that partaking of the fruit of that tree was the most desirable of all things. It seems fitting that the love of god would manifest itself as a tree bearing fruit, giving of itself freely for the nourishment of others. But what does it mean for us to eat the fruit of this tree? Is it simply a tasty snack for those that have held to the Iron rod and obeyed the commandments? If the story of Adam and Eve has taught us anything, it is that we should be very wary of eating mysteriously desirable divine fruit.

Dallin H Oaks taught that the conditions of the final judgment will not be based on a tally of our individual actions. There is no heavenly excel sheet that declares whether we are righteous or not. Rather, final judgment will be based on what we have become. In order to inherit the kingdom of god we must be converted to the gospel of Jesus Christ, a conversion that is manifest through a might change in our hearts. 

He explained:

"We are challenged to move through a process of conversion toward that status and condition called eternal life. This is achieved not just by doing what is right, but by doing it for the right reason—for the pure love of Christ. The reason charity never fails is that charity is not an act but a condition or state of being. Charity is something one becomes."

Charity may not be the only component of spiritual worthiness, but it is essential. In 1 Corinthians again we read: "And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing."

The fruit of the Tree in Eden changed not only the nature of Adam and Eve, but the very world that they inhabited. In Genesis we learn that God cursed the ground for their sake, promising that in sorrow they would eat all the days of they life. We cannot opt out of the trials of living in this post-Eden world just as much as we cannot prevent physical death. But we do have a choice as to whether we partake of this second fruit and grow Charity in our hearts, and it is abundantly clear that doing so comes with an additional set of challenges. The call to "love our neighbor as ourselves" is a curse, but it is a curse that is likewise "for our sake."

The best example of Charity that comes to my mind is that of my own mother. Growing up my mother opened the doors of our home to many strangers who were struggling with various aspects of their lives. A girl named Sarah came to stay with us after she ran away from home to escape an abusive situation. She lived with us for over a year in her own room while many of the rest of us shared. She even went with us on a two month trip across the country in which all 9 of us crammed in a motorhome which was only meant to sleep 5. When I was a little older, I shared my room for a couple of years with a young man who called himself "Squiggy" after he had fallen on hard times. After these people moved on with their lives and out of our home, I would often wonder about what became of my temporary siblings. Brothers and Sisters in the spiritual sense, these people were transformed, however briefly, into active members of our family unit. My father and the rest of us had simply been drafted to her cause.

Eventually my mother, who had had nine children of her own decided, with an infant fresh in the cradle, that she needed to adopt a child from Russia. After looking through the candidates, she was struck by a picture of a sweet little girl. She immediately felt responsible for this poor daughter suffering in an impoverished orphanage. She knew that once this girl became 16 she would be forced to leave and fend for herself in a world with very little prospects for a good life. So after prayerful consideration, she decided that she had to adopt her. But it just so happened that this sweet little girl also had an older sister. How could she part these two sisters and extend her hand to rescue one and not the other. Eventually, she decided that they would both need to be adopted. But it just so happened that these sisters also had an older brother. And that is how we all found ourselves with three new Russian siblings, who didn't speak any English, sitting at our kitchen table a few months later.


But none of what I have just said shows my mother's true Charity. It turns out that adopting a set of older siblings from Russian does not magically fix whatever emotional, social, and cultural trauma they endured along the way. While my mother thought that they would learn to feel the transformative power of that love that had prompted her to adopt them, that is not how it played out. In the years since, there have been yelling matches, innumerable lies, fist fights, perilous joyrides, compulsive thefts, illicit drugs, teen pregnancies, and a smattering of incarcerations, but most of all there was a constant spirit of contention in our home. At many times, these new children saw my mother as the enemy of their happiness. This has been the defining trial of my mother's life. She has indeed suffered long and endured all things. And yet, through it all she has strived to show a continuing outpouring of love. Stepping up to care for some other mother's children as if they were her own, as if they could learn how to love her back.

I know that my mother seems crazy, and perhaps she is. But Charity is a type of crazy.

Gandhi taught that if a robber comes to your house, you should sit them down, find out the reason for their actions, and then allow them to leave with whatever they want. It was then your responsibility to take action and to do everything you could to alleviate their motive for stealing. While this may sound like a difficult challenge, Gandhi goes one step further to explain that, even after all of this, if the robber persists in their thievery, then you should keep your doors and windows open, go sleep somewhere else, and place the things the that the thief might desire most in a manner will make them easily accessible.

Let me be clear, I am not advocating these security measures for your homes. Gandhi's counsel is meant to be shocking in order to make a point. Charity is not a specific set of actions that can be prescribed in this way. It is about getting to a place in our own hearts where such shocking examples begin to make sense. Were we begin to experience the hurt of others to the point that it outweighs our own self-interests. Were we will champion the well-being of our enemies even at the expense of our own.

Christ could have treated all sinners as his enemies, as each of our sins was a stripe that he bore. Yet he bore them gladly. Through his infinite love, he has strove from the foundation of this world to make up for our shortcomings and allow us the opportunity to grow to fulfill the nature of our eternal destinies. If the atonement is the highest act of Christ's love, how better to qualify for it than by cultivating that love for others, to treat the problems of our brothers and sisters as if they were our own.


If Charity seems impossible, that is because attaining it is one of the miracles of our divine heritage.

Joseph B. Wirthlin taught:

"We see ourselves in terms of yesterday and today. Our Heavenly Father sees us in terms of forever. Although we might settle for less, Heavenly Father won't, for He sees us as the glorious beings we are capable of becoming. The gospel of Jesus Christ is a gospel of transformation. It takes us as men and women of the earth and refines us into men and women for the eternities. The means of this refinement is our Christ like love. There is no pain it cannot soften, no bitterness it cannot remove, no hatred it cannot alter. [A Greek playwright] wrote: 'One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love.' The most cherished and sacred moments of our lives are those filled with the spirit of love. The greater the measure of our love, the greater is our joy. In the end, the development of such love is the true measure of success in life."

The benefits of Charity are not given through the blessings of an easy life. We are not paid back for the energies that we exert in its cause. The paradox of Charity is that in order to understand the benefit, we must change our initial question. To paraphrase JFK, we must ask not what Charity can do for ourselves, but what Charity can do for others. It is not the way we naturally inclined to think. Even with my mother's powerful example of charity, I struggle with its precepts. The counter call of self-interest is quite persuasive, generally accepted, and much more loud. The difficulty we will experience in the pursuit of Charity is the cost of living celestial principles in an imperfect world. Charity is the definition of "being in the world but not of the world."

President Monson explained:

"We need a more peaceful world, growing out of more peaceful families and neighborhoods and communities. To secure and cultivate such peace, "we must love others, even our enemies as well as our friends." The world needs the gospel of Jesus Christ. Those who are filled with the love of Christ do not seek to force others to do better; they inspire others to do better, indeed inspire them to the pursuit of God. We need to extend the hand of friendship. We need to be kinder, more gentle, more forgiving, and slower to anger. We need to love one another with the pure love of Christ. May this be our course and our desire."

We can begin becoming Charitable through exercising Charity. There are many extreme example of Charity in the scriptures that sketch out the infiniteness of its depth. But this is not where we learn to swim. All of us can increase the love that we show our families, our friends, and our neighbors. We can strive to better serve others through our callings and show an increased tendency to forgive the failings of others. But we must remember that these actions may not be reciprocated.

If the fruit of the Tree of Life seems like a curse, remember that it is cursed for our sake. That through it we can become who we were meant to be, even if we are still living in an imperfect world. I testify that despite its peculiar appearance, Charity is indeed most desirable, and with it comes the promise of a type of joy than cannot be attained through serving ourselves. Brothers and Sister I encourage you to accept the curse of Charity. After all, it is not Eden that we are after, but Zion. And Zion is not something that is found, it is something that must be made. The building of the kingdom of Heaven is not a work reserved for the eternities. By partake of the fruit of the pure love of Christ, we can become the people of Zion and prepare the foundation now, for a kinder, more loving world.

Saturday, July 6, 2013

Independence Day…

This Independence Day has gotten me thinking. I heard about what the founders of the United States gave up when they signed the Declaration of Independence. They were each wealthy, and men of importance. They were principled men. From the moment they signed the document, they were marked traitors in the eyes of king George. Within the next few years they were separated from their families, brutally beaten, had their property taken away or destroyed or killed. Many of their families suffered imprisonment, beatings, or rape, succumbing to injuries paying the ultimate price. These men did it not for honor or praise, not for riches or position, but for their posterity and because it was the right thing to do. They believed in the cause so much that they boldly signed the document. When one was give the chance to recant, with the promise that his sons, close to death, would be released from prison and he would be aloud to join them and live. He boldly stood and said no. He did not recant and never saw his family again. When I think of the price that was paid for the birth of our nation it saddens me that all we remember is what was gained.

The price is forgotten as it is when we buy a cheap toy at the dollar store. I know it is hard, but we must remember that those who came before us paid with all they had, with their blood, so we could enjoy this freedom. They pledged their lives, fortunes and sacred honor. It begs the question, would I do the same? Would I have gumption, the hardened principled character, to stand firm while my family was made to pay for my action?

The question is posed, what does Independence Day mean to you, above and beyond the birth of a great nation? I think it means to remember the past, and honor the sacrifices made by these noble and great ones. It should act as a reminder of how fragile freedom is and reinforce our ability to stand and fight for our freedom. We live in a world where men are men and not always forged in the fires of God. There will always be those who seek power and dominion over others. Independence Day should act as a reminder of this keeping us ever vigilant over our precious gift. 

Sunday, June 23, 2013

K's Baptism Excitement…

Today, well I guess now it would be yesterday, K was baptized.

Allow me to preface this first by saying, she…is…terrified… of the water. She will take baths and play in a pool but she has never and claims she never will go under water of her own accord.
So you can probably make the assumption and be right in thinking this wasn't going to go well. She tentatively stepped into the baptismal font and did great! She was brave and everything. Just one small problem she has floating feet. As her head went down her feet came up and went right out of the water. I coaxed her into a second attempt and despite much protest on her part she went for it, and once again her feet shot straight out of the water. She, absolutely was finished and there was no coaxing her into it again.

We did the only thing we could we took a lengthy break to allow her to calm down while we added more water to the font. During that time we calmed and she was a lot more relaxed but very adamant, she would not try again. We tried a few practice attempts, out of the water, then had a prayer asking for Heavenly Father's help to give her the courage. Then as she made her way to the font for our third attempt, The Wife, bribed her with a special treat if she tried once more.

So with the reward in mind, she stepped down into the water. Still very anxious, and deeply terrified, clutching to me as if her life depended on it and refusing to let go or change her grip. As time passed, I was thinking we would have to postpone her baptism. I mean, just how much torment can we expect one little girl to take. Suddenly I noticed her grip had changed and she no longer had her hand around my back. So I took advantage of the temporary position shift and preformed the ordinance, with me on my knees and her safely and cleanly under water, she emerged with a bit of a shocked look and terror in her eyes. She climbed out of the font and went to her mother to verify she would get her reward.

After the baptism we laid our hands on her head confirmed her a member of the church, of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and told to receive the Holy Ghost. During that time she was also given council for her life. First she was told how much her father in heaven loved her and how brave she was in facing her fear. She was told that this would not be the only time she would face her fears and to learn to recognize the Holy Ghost and how he speaks to her then as he speaks listen and do what he says. Doing so will help her in her life.

Afterword…

So what have I learned?

That's simple, don't expect all your children to face their fears the same way.

While all of my kids have an immense fear of the water (among other things) they handle it differently. T trusted that I would not let her drown, D's fear I think was learned from T and is not genuine (she will put herself underwater in the pool). K simply didn't believe that I wouldn't drown her, not sure where that comes from. L, like D, has learned that he is supposed to be afraid of water from his older siblings. Something we have a few years to break him of before he is baptized.

We are very proud of that K was willing to face her fears, even though she REALLY didn't want to, and met as close as she could go on her own relying on faith and help from the Lord and others to guide her the rest of the way. While she may not realize the significance of her actions, it is truly impressive and shows her willingness to follow the examples she has had in her life.

To those who read this and think that what happened was an unnecessary cruelty, let me ask you a question. Do you have moments in your life where you were asked to do something that was very frightening to you? Was it unavoidable? Or could you choose not to do it? In this case she easily could have out right refused and not gotten into the water. To avoid something just because its scary is to avoid life. Life is scary. We have unavoidable moments when we are faced with our worst fears, and we don't always have the choice to opt out. The thing that makes life worth living are the obstacles. Without them we would have a mediocre existence. With the trials and fearful experience comes a completeness of life. It is by finding our fears and weaknesses and striving to overcome them that we are blessed and truly grow. I am not saying that I would gladly walk into trials and fears, quite frankly I would rather avoid them. I do however understand their necessity and while in the midst of them hope that I respond the way The Lord would have me.

K was not the only one to have to face fear. I was becoming fearful for her and was at a complete loss as to what to do. I was grateful for all the support that was there. T faced one of her fears today also, she had been asked to offer the opening prayer. She stood up and went to the microphone opened the prayer and then mid sentence she froze. Like a deer caught in the lights of a car. She had become so nervous that she forgot what she was going to say. She said she was trying to think of something but she couldn't think. Poor girl. I do not believe that this will be then end of public prayers for her.
The Savior set the best example on how we should approach theses fears. In the garden of gethsemane, he prayed, let this cup pass over me. He didn't want to do it, he was probably a little scared. But he put the will of his father first. He continued, nevertheless, not my will but thine be done. He submitted himself to his fathers will, getting strengthened for the task he was to undertake. He also sought strength from his friends asking them to pray. He modeled it for us perfectly.

Monday, June 17, 2013

I can of my own self do nothing…

That is my quote of the month. It comes from John 5:30. And when I combine it with what Spencer W. Kimball said in 'Miracle of Forgiveness', "To 'try' is weak. To 'do the best I can' is not strong. We must always do better than we can." It really caused me to reflect, deeply and inwardly. My mind began to paint a picture:

The world is I giant river moving swiftly. We never see what is behind us, but received warning that if we stop swimming up the current we will fall off with the waterfall that is right behind us. As I try to swim I realize that I fight with my own strength, and very often tire quickly. As my strength fails I am pushed back to word destruction. There are many people around me who have given up the struggle, believing that in the fight we are going the wrong way and working in vain. They, finding the easy way more enjoyable, float happily off the waterfall. There are rocks that act as anchors giving moments of respite allowing a much needed restful moment. There are some that would hide there forever. They soon discover that the flow of water is stronger than their ability to hold on and they are carried away. There are others who looked for help, as they swam they found a rope. Grasping it they were energized and the burden made lighter. The rope gave clear direction and purpose. Holding tight protected against an increasingly swift and rougher current.

To observe this is a frightful picture. From high up you can see people giving up after looking and searching in vain never knowing in the next instant there would have been refuge a hand willing and able to pull them to safety. And others who were pulled to safety but preferring the joyful ride to destruction let go of the hand that held them.

I case there is confusion in what the anchors or rocks represent let me clarify. Those places of temporary relief are the churches. Those who seek shelter in them are given temporary reprieve, it is soon discovered that there is more to do than sit in them idly. It is from theses anchors people are able to catch their breath and if they are looking then they will find the rope and are given the choice to grasp it and pull themselves along the rope. The rope is not the word of God as the iron rod is. It is rather, keeping your eye single to the glory God. To grab hold of that gives you the strength and courage needed to facedown even your own peril.

As the doctrine and covenants says in section 88:

67 And if your eye be single to my glory, your whole bodies shall be filled with light, and there shall be no darkness in you; and that body which is filled with light comprehendeth all things.
68 Therefore, sanctify yourselves that your minds become single to God, and the days will come that you shall see him; for he will unveil his face unto you, and it shall be in his own time, and in his own way, and according to his own will.

So to me keeping your eye single to the glory of God is this, live life the way Jesus did. Acknowledge as he did, " I can of mine own self do nothing." Keeping God in my my heart at all times and in all places. Honoring Him through service. Passing on my testimony of Him and His work through words, thoughts and actions. To some this sounds like work, to those who live this way it makes life more bearable, they feel freer and less constrained nothing ever seems to get them down and they are a joy to be around.

And where do I place myself in this picture? I am trying to be in all places at the same time. The ride to destruction looks like a lot of fun, while I have one hand on the rope and one hand on the rock and one foot trying to skirt the current. This is perhaps the most dangerous position I could find myself in. As the rush of the water increases around me I will be swept away if have not made a transition. When it comes to eye single to the glory of God you either have it or you don't. You either are with Him or your not. The choice needs to be made now and not wait till I am 99 because so much can happen between now and then. The time to decide is now.

As I continue seeking out and adopting principles to live and die with, this one looks to be the most challenging. But who said a principled life would be easy to develop?

Monday, April 22, 2013

Careful this one is very religious…

I taught the lesson, or rather lead a discussion, in elders quorum today. It was about trials and how God uses them to purify his people. One participant shared how some one had wronged his family and how he was unable to forgive them, not for his sake but for his family. He really could careless and is able to brush off what happened to him personally. It was the way his family was effected, and he is having a very hard time finding the strength to forgive. After he shared I was struck by the thought, "Was it me that wronged your family?" You see I was his home teacher for a long time and I wasn't there, ever. (Don't get me wrong here, I don't see myself as the center of the universe, just can't help but think if I had been a more consistent home teacher then maybe The Lord could have used me). It is amazing how trials can affect people differently. Some it hardens their hearts, like a women who lost her only child, she couldn't find it in her heart to forgive the death and blamed God. Me, despite the miracle of me coming out of my car accident unscathed, for a long time was numb to all things spiritual. (To some degree I still am, but I am working on it). What it comes down to is core beliefs, those principles that you root your life to. One who is rooted to God and seeks his guidance and comfort always comes away from the temptation or trial having grown in trust with God. Those who don't have that foundation are like pharaoh and harden their hearts against God.

In Sunday School we talked about the Law of Consecration and the United Order. Two different things that are always lumped together because they both come from the same place. The United Order was done as a way to adopt the law of consecration. The people deeded over all their property and money to the church and the church would deed back what was needed for the support of the families according to their needs and wants. While the Law of Consecration reads:

30 And behold, thou wilt remember the poor, and consecrate of thy properties for their support that which thou hast to impart unto them, with a covenant and a deed which cannot be broken.
31 And inasmuch as ye impart of your substance unto the poor, ye will do it unto me; and they shall be laid before the bishop of my church and his counselors, two of the elders, or high priests, such as he shall appoint or has appointed and set apart for that purpose.
32 And it shall come to pass, that after they are laid before the bishop of my church, and after that he has received these testimonies concerning the consecration of the properties of my church, that they cannot be taken from the church, agreeable to my commandments, every man shall be made accountable unto me, a steward over his own property, or that which he has received by consecration, as much as is sufficient for himself and family. (Doctrine and Covenants 42)

I read nothing of "all" or "entire" property here, but rather "of". Meaning, at least as I read it, that what ever portion you give it is to be given and set aside only for The Lord and his church, or deeded over so becomes the property of the church. So in answer to the question does the church still practice the Law of Consecration? The answer is yes. Only difference is the decision as to how much we are willing to give to The Lord is up to us as individuals to decide, he still is asking for all of our time, talents, energies and properties, as is part of the temple covenant. How much is given is between you and God, no middle man is asking for any of it. So did the church have it wrong with the United Order? No, it was still voluntary. It was still between man and God, no one came demanding more or accusing you of not contributing everything (at least as far as I know). You had regular meetings with the bishop, similar to tithing settlement, where you are asked if you have contributed all that was required. It was an on your honor system.

Other things…

We finished watching 'The Bible' today. Everyone was so engrossed by it that we watched the last four parts today rather than wait another week. Episodes 6-8 are about the Savior and his mortal ministry, death and resurrection. The gruesomeness of his death really shocked the kids they had no idea how horrible crucifixion was. There was a lot of relief on their faces and in their hearts to see that his death was not the end that he was raised from the dead and continued to lead his church.

In the final episode I voiced my objections to the way the apostasy preformed baptism and gained the Holy Ghost. I was looking for consistency, Christ was baptized by immersion yet Ananias baptized Paul by pouring a pitcher of water or his head, and Peter baptized the Romans by dunking only their heads in water. It left me with a question, "If God is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow why multiple ways of baptism?" The scriptures say there is but one baptism. The other problem I had was the way the Holy Ghost fell upon them at Pentecost. I feel there is plenty of evidence from the New Testament to support that it must be given by someone laying their hands on your head and giving the gift, not via a strange wind that carries it to you because you believe. My objection voiced publicly was enough for my kids to loose interest in the last episode.

Sunday, March 3, 2013

From lessons to great experiences…

Firstly, I am finding it easier to study and read the scriptures, church magazines and other things like that. I am enjoying the feelings of the Spirit of God that come with that study. It has helped me to resist temptation. Now, if I could get it to help me to be more mindful about prayer. In preparation for Sunday school, I was reading section 20 in the Doctrine and Covenants and found some great nuggets there. One of which is that the entire section seems to be pieced together from different times and contains the premise for how all things are done in the church from baptism to missionary work. I also found this little nugget:

19 And gave unto them commandments that they should love and serve him, the only living and true God, and that he should be the only being whom they should worship. (Doctrine and Covenants, Doctrine and Covenants, D&C 20)

And as I reflected on this scripture, and yes I know that it is something that everyone has read and is familiar with as have I, I was struck by the thought that I have not obeyed this commandment. I have put other things first. This is probably the reason I have had difficulties with keeping other commandments. Embodied in this small, short sentence is the secret to obtaining perfection in this life. If I am following this one single commandment all other commandments will be followed as a by product. This is something that I can definitely strive to live better.

Now for day to day things…

Destiny and Krista have both, FINALLY, learned to ride the bicycles. Now if we can get Liam to actually try to peddle his bike we will be able to live the nightmarish, yet wonderful dream of a family bike ride. Over the last few days I have been out with them trying to get them to learn.

To Krista, who was fearing falling over and so would stop after only going 2 or 3 feet, I gave the advise no sane parent would ever give to a newbie, "Go faster, the faster you go the easier it is to stay up." She of course to that advise to heart and now recklessly rides as fast as she can straight toward objects like parked cars, curbs and intersections. Not having learned how to properly brake and stop she promptly puts both feet on the ground and slows herself down in a similar fashion as a car with ABS when you slam on the brakes and you get that dududud sound, only the sound is coming from her feet hitting the pavement.

Seeing the success of my advice to Krista, I thought I would pass it along to Destiny. She did not take that advice, she hates things that go fast, they make her feel out of control. She instead prefers to go slowly and methodically.

Both continue to fall and crash, occasionally into each other, but are striving to learn the skill.

Yesterday, while the two new bike riders were practicing, I set myself to the task of cleaning up my stuff in the garage. Liam, who is usually wanting to help, gave me what ever help or support he thought I needed. At one point while I was cutting up my toolbox, from the back of my truck I rolled, to make it fit in the garbage can, Liam went to get his tools. He brought his plastic hammer and plastic saw. While I went to work on the broken toolbox he went to work on the crib, currently stored in the garage, both hammering and sawing it.

After the garage was finished we had a picnic in the garage.

Sunday, February 24, 2013

So much stuff happens and I never record it...

My schedule at Circle K is hopefully changed permanently to just the weekends Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights. My pest control schedule is picking up a lot. I am busy 5 to 6 days a week. In March I am picking up more complexes putting me at 25 per week. Of corse I still have room in my schedule for 5 more. Once I am at 30 per week I can start to plan my leave of Circle K. To really make it work I will also need to work 2 Saturdays a month in residential houses, I figure 20 altogether 10 each week.

I have been considering strange things lately. I see how dependent I am on technology and how much my kids use it. Growing up I didn't have any of it, our first computer didn't come into our house until I was in the 6th grade. If I remember correctly my dad dug it out of the trash at a large business who had just upgraded their systems. By the time I was in high school PC's were common place in homes and the Internet was still fairly new, now every one caries a computer everywhere with them, in the form of a tablet or smart phone. These are more powerful than the first home use desktop computers. It's amazing! The future of this technology holds endless wonder and excitement, with its rapidly increasing releases. So back to me and the kids. My kids can't seem to go on a short car ride with out taking their iPods ( crazy to think of them as a computer, but it is) with them, that's something as a kid, for me was impossible and never thought of as a possibility. It's lead me to think that I need a, we'll we need a vacation away from tech. In all it's forms, I am willing to make an exception for books, mostly because all my books are on the iPad, but the case can be made that for the 2 week tech vacation we could still use regular old fashion paper books. Think of it, a stay-cation at home for 2 weeks with no technology used, just turn off the electricity and the gadgets and live for two weeks with nothing going on, sounds like heaven! The first 3 days sound like Hell, but get past them and it would be great!

We are looking into the possibility of a tile floor for the house, it expensive. So to save money we are going to do the work ourselves (mostly me I am sure). We chose a fairly expensive tile, one that when it is finished will look like a solid wood floor but will last longer and hold up better with the dogs and kids. I hope we can get it done for the money we have set aside for it. The thought of it costing more really makes me want the cheapest option, but I really only want to do it once. It's real inconvenience to move all the furniture to the back yard or the garage. Before I do the floor I need to do a built in, but easily removed entertainment center. So here is my idea. Hag the TV on the wall or get a small tv stand. Then put wood shelves up for all the many components, books, movies and puzzles that are already in the space. So any one want our mammoth entertainment center? That way all the stuff can remain hooked up and doing their thing while the tile work is done.

I love the gun laws here in good old AZ, no permit required to care a gun concealed, except in and around schools (I disagree with that part). The CCW is still available and has other great perks like no waiting for a gun if you have one. Which brings me to my other crazy thought, I would like to own some guns. I am thinking applying for a CCW and getting the training to accompany it while taking the fam to the shooting range to learn how to use it and teach a healthy respect of guns to them. The only problem is the shortages in both guns and ammo causing the prices to skyrocket well out of my price range.