Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Daily Hand of the Lord Jar



 
So, almost a whole month ago, I saw a link on Facebook to a talk by Henry B. Eyring called “O Remember, Remember.” It talked briefly about how he has made a habit over the years to write down instances of when he has seen the hand of the Lord in his daily life and how that has helped open his eyes to more spiritual experiences that he didn’t recognize before. I thought the idea of every day writing down my experiences would be a good exercise. I was originally going to do this by myself, having already an almost weekly example to write down, I thought of how much more my eyes would be opened if I started looking for them daily. But then I felt prompted to include my siblings in this as a way to help train all of us to open our eyes to things around us.

So, I put a band on a jar and we keep a selection of markers and pad of paper close by and after scripture study every night, we take a moment for each of us to write something down. Then we folded the papers up and put them in the jar, with the idea that when it was full, we’d open them all up and share them as a group, looking back over all of these wonderful experiences we had and sharing together from all of our perspectives. Well, last night, for Family Home Evening, we opened them all. We started by singing the hymn “Count Your Blessings” and saying a prayer, and TB read a story from the New Era about a girl who received comfort from the Lord at an opportune time. Then we each took turns reading each other’s papers, discovering what others had felt blessed by and also remembering how we each felt when we wrote our own.

I definitely recommend this activity for anyone else, especially those with young children in the house. It was such a rewarding experience to hear what they each thought about and what happened to them that was special on those days. Everybody was different, with different priorities, but the feelings were there, and as we came back to the present through the list, you could see the responses for all of them becoming more thoughtful and understanding of the task. I am constantly surprised and so incredibly grateful for the spiritual strength I feel in my siblings and how their example and influence has helped me grow closer to my Heavenly Father.

They don’t always have to be spiritual experiences either – or at least, something that we strictly think of as spiritual. A lot of them were listing good things that happened that made them happy. Many more were started with the phrase, “I am thankful for…” and that really encapsulates the whole point of it. A lot of times we pass things by or take things for granted. When you don’t recognize even the small things you are blessed by, it can be hard to identify when a bigger, more direct spiritual experience is happening/has happened. It starts with recognizing even those small things that happen as coming from the Lord, leading to seeing how involved He is and the impact He has on our lives.

After that, I read the entire talk that Elder Eyring gave just so they could see where this idea came from and how to continue with this task and keep recognizing the Lord’s hand in our daily lives, better and better. Looking back over my own papers, there were many things that I failed to put on this blog. I’ll be keeping these in a box, keeping them organized and together, so that someday, we can have them and the kids can look them over and remember how much the Lord has done for them through their own words and their own eyes recognizing them.

February Branch Temple Trip 2017



Me and Aunt Wendy in front of the temple


This Saturday, the 18th, I went back to the temple for the first time since I married my ex-husband 8 years ago. The Susquehanna branch were taking a trip together to the Philadelphia temple and I made preparations earlier this month so that I could go. What a wonderful experience! I hesitate to go into too much detail because it is a sacred place but there were several things that happened to let me know that Heavenly Father was proud of me, reassuring me that I was in the right place. Even the ride, almost 3 hours each way, wasn’t too bad! There was about 1 hour in there where I really felt it, like it was a long time, but in the end it was totally worth it. I hope to find many more opportunities to go to the temple.

Things have been tumultuous for me lately, a new trial showing its face by plaguing someone that I love with hardship. I feel myself tested every single day for the past 2 weeks, trying to remember all the things I have learned these past few months. It’s been a battle for confidence in myself and as a daughter and going to the temple definitely helped me feel some of that again. I have made it so far and I have a lot to be proud of but I still have a ways to go.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

____ Your Enemies



If you know what the missing word from the title is, then you probably know where I am going with this. Over the past couple of months, I’ve made several entries covering my progression towards an understanding of the concept of “Christlike love.” In actual practice…well, let’s just say it’s easier to talk about it. Especially when it comes to people who hurt us. We’re brought up with ideas about “defending yourself(physically)” that put exemptions and justifications on how far “love one another” can extend before we can ditch it and solve things with our angry words and our fists. It is a hard thing to overcome in social situations, even when nothing physical is happening, we feel entitled to make judgements about what others deserve based upon how they treat us. It feels fair and just.

As I have said before, my family is suffering through a contentious situation with some other people right now. I wanted to make this entry to talk about the emotional struggle I’ve been going through in this situation and the promptings I have received, the personal revelation I have received, that has helped me find the way that I must go.

Recently, I had opportunity to visit with these people in a calm situation and found myself confronted with another great truth I know: we are all children of God. It is so hard, when someone is being threatening or hurtful to you, to stop and look at them the way that Heavenly Father does. To know that you’re not special or isolated in Heavenly Father’s love for you, but that other people are His children as well and He wishes for their everlasting joy just as deeply as He does for you.

I thought of giving them a gift as an outward expression of love. It’s really scary because another thing I have been taught is to not be weak, to not be vulnerable because people take advantage of that. I admit, I am a naïve person. I don’t have a whole lot of worldly experience and I’ve lived a comfortable life. So, I am wary of opening up too much, of what someone might take from me and hurt me with if I were to expose myself in such a way. So, I doubted. It sounds stupid, doesn’t it? “All we need is love, you guys! Aw, group hug! All better!” It sounds like a foolish and immature thing to say. A solution thought up by a child who does not yet understand the complexity of the world.

I put together a gift anyway, using the excuse of, coincidentally, a holiday for celebrating and expressing love. Yet, I still flip flopped and had doubts about whether I was being foolish or not. I’m writing this before I have seen the end result of this situation: the gift has not yet been given. I thought that was important because it’s not like I’m coming to you with 100% knowledge of the fruits of this being successful. “Love works you guys!” All I know is what I feel in my heart, an understanding that this is what I am meant to do and…this is what these people need from me. When I knelt in prayer last September, I did so in helplessness, feeling that there was nothing I could personally do to help my family or make the situation better. I needed God’s help and presence in my life.

My personal revelation often comes by way of people talking to me, saying things they may or may not know was important, or reading things that were exactly what I needed to hear to fit that last puzzle piece. I like to read the Ensign but it’s my brother, Ben’s, subscription and he has a small stash of the magazines going back a couple years. The ones he loaned to me were the April 2015 edition and November 2015(General Conference Addresses). Not current so, it’s not like this is a theme that everyone else is currently listening to. This is something I stumbled onto.

I read these magazines cover to cover and I got a lot of good things from them. In his talk “It Works Wonderfully!” President Dieter F. Uchtdorf said,


“Sometimes, the truth may just seem too straightforward, too plain, and too simple for us to fully appreciate its great value. So, we set aside what we have experienced and know to be true in pursuit of more mysterious or complicated information. Hopefully we will learn that when we chase after shadows, we are pursuing matters that have little substance and value.”


I think that the simplicity of my prompting is actually the key to its truthfulness. Much like when Christ taught the new law to his disciples, how he cut through the complexity of the oral traditions and the old law with plain and simple truths. “All we need is love” might seem like a useless, childish platitude but there is actual science backing up how we react differently when people approach us with kindness. Our Lord may have programmed the natural man to be defensive towards threats but He also programmed us to respond positively to positive social cues.

In his talk “Pure Religion” Elder W. Christopher Waddell said something that really struck me as key to my personal situation.


“We may see needs around us but feel inadequate to respond, assuming that what we have to offer is not sufficient. As we seek to become even as He is and as we see needs in our fellow travelers through spiritual eyes, we must trust that the Lord can work through us, and then we must act.”


Faith without works is dead. That isn’t just a conditional thing but a literal, logical progression of fixing a problem; often, we are the tools Heavenly Father needs to solve our problems. He cannot use a tool that doesn’t move where it is supposed to go. I have been thinking a lot about the pain and sorrow these people carry, where their defensiveness and insecurities come from, and who they have in their corner to ease their troubles. Heavenly Father cannot just bust down a door unless someone lets Him in. How then does He reach those in need? Through me, someone else can feel His love for them, the way that I have from my relatives these past few months.

Someone I don’t mention a lot on this blog but who has been instrumental to my growth as a person these past several months, is my grandmother, Skipper. Every one of these entries started as impressions and feelings that I talked to her about, questions I had, struggles I’ve been having. She has been my confidante, my friend, my guide, and my example. I know everybody says their grandma is great but if only you knew! My grandmother has lived an amazing life full of love and adventure. She is the sweetest, softest person I know and yet she can command a room with her gentle, loving presence. People seek her out, desire to be close to her, even those who she has just met. And she is amazing with service. Like my aunt Laurie, sometimes she just buys things, not for herself, not with any one particular person in mind but in preparation for opportunities to give a gift to someone in need. I am constantly floored by the way she uses her talents to make Relief Society activities amazing. Those small, crafty touches that she personally goes out of her way to create, to make an activity fun and fulfilling for the other women in our branch. And she is always so willing to give.

When I first started going back to church, my grandmother gave me nice clothes to wear and gave me rides to church. Every Saturday she packs us a lunch to eat on the ride home from church. She has given me small gifts to just show me how much she loves me and her and my grandfather often have evenings where we spend time together enjoying each others company. I see my grandmother exhibiting Christlike attributes, things that I admire and wish to emulate. I want to be soft and gentle and yet still so impactful on people’s lives that they feel boosted by my presence. And it begins now. I’ve been praying for opportunities for service and it is not up to me to pick and choose who is worthy of my love when the time arises. I can’t “sideswipe” an opportunity presented to me by my Heavenly Father. If I see a need, I must act. I know how I felt, how sometimes I feel when I am scared, hurt, or insecure. I know how it feels to have someone there, willing to listen, to give me nice things to make me feel beautiful and loved, to offer kind guidance when I have been lost or uncertain.

I don’t know how things will turn out but I trust my Heavenly Father. I’m reading Fishers of Men by Lund right now and just last night I read the part where the characters in the book attend Jesus’s sermon on the mount(Matthew 5).


38 ¶Ye have heard that it hath been said, An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth:
 39 But I say unto you, That ye resist not evil: but whosoever shall smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other also.
 40 And if any man will sue thee at the law, and take away thy coat, let him have thy cloak also.
 41 And whosoever shall compel thee to go a mile, go with him twain.
 42 Give to him that asketh thee, and from him that would borrow of thee turn not thou away.
 43 ¶Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy.
44 But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you;
 45 That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.
 46 For if ye love them which love you, what reward have ye? do not even the publicans the same?


When it got to this part in the book(of course, a novelized version of this), I felt like it was further confirmation for me to continue on this path. These aren’t coincidences but things happening when they need to happen, my heart and mind led by the Spirit to find these things that I need to hear and see right now. Without even knowing how things will turn out, I bear you my testimony that I know love for our fellows is how we show and express our love for God, that in helping those in need as I have been helped, I am doing my Father’s work and obeying His will. I leave this with you with the lyrics to “Love One Another.”


By this shall men know, ye are my disciples
If you have love, one to another.