Lately, I have been called several times to recommend a friend that has been job hunting. In each case, the person has gotten the job. It made me think about how powerful a recommendation is. I read in the church news recently about a young Branch President in Costa Rica that was inspired to challenge his small congregation that every adult member acquire a temple recommend. The problem was, at that time, there was not a temple in their Central American nation. These people were dirt poor and had no hope of ever attending a temple or having their families sealed to them. Still, this Branch President, felt inspired that every member hold a recommend, even if they never stepped into a temple. He knew the true power of was found in that slip of paper. It is a tangible symbol of a person's worthiness. It is a recommendation directly from our Heavenly Father through two of his servants. Only a small percentage of the world's population actually can hold a recommend in their hands. What an incredible blessing! This young Branch President often took out his recommend and just held it in his hands. He knew that some day, some way, he would walk into a temple. On June 4, 2000, this Branch President from San Ramon arrived in his weathered van outside the gates of the newly dedicated San Jose Costa Rica Temple. He was not alone. Many of his fellow branch members climbed out of that van with smiles on their faces and well held recommends in their hands. I have appreciated reading this because it has reminded me how incredibly blessed we are. I have set my recommend on my book shelf where I see it every day. It reminds me that I am of a Divine Nature. It reminds me how incredibly blessed I am to be worthy to hold it. It reminds me who I am.
I love the start of a new year. It's a beautiful time to reflect, reevaluate, purge and add. It means that Spring is only a few short months away. But, I know full well that you can't move on without appreciating what you are leaving behind. This picture was made by my sweet Carolyn for me for Christmas. Carolyn's Aunt Jeanie made all of these precious scarves, that Carolyn shared with all of my girls. This picture represents love, support, tenderness and the amazing blessing of having daughters. This brings me to the "leaving" behind part. To me, cancer was like a tornado. There is no warning before a tornado strikes. There is very little time to prepare for the destruction it leaves in it's path. It's hard to find a safe place to hide. It sucks you into it's terrible motion and tosses you about at it's will. When the storm runs it's course, some things are left standing and some things are no longer. Things in your life have significantly changed. Change, is not necessarily a bad thing. I have been shown how much I am loved. I am happier. I laugh out loud more. I cry more in public. I talk to my Heavenly Father more. I have a greater awareness of time. I have become extremely relationship sensitive. I more easily recognize miracles. I am supported and loved and very, very blessed. I am looking forward to a BEAUTIFUL new year.
Psalm 127:3 Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord. 127:3 Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them.
Well, my heart has been so "full" as of late. As I grow older, my appreciation for my sweet children stems from their love for one another. I love that my children are so close to each other, in their daily lives. They are there for graduations, baptisms, birthdays, trips, sad times and great times. They are just there for one another. I could not ask for more, even if I had planned it that way. At Sami's graduation, the girls, spent an ENTIRE day,(of a three day trip) making freezer meals for their sister. You can bet, every time Sam opens her freezer, she sees "love" way before she sees the meals. On Mother's Day this year, my guys had a BBQ for Tammy and I. It was so fun,(what am I saying?, It was GREAT!) but the best part was seeing my guys working, talking, sharing. How blessed can one mom be???
So, you all know me as level headed,a fair player, a rule follower right? Well, as some as you know, I do have this ONE little, you might say, "quirk". It's not all that terrible if you are aware of it, but interesting sometimes if you aren't. You could say I have a little trouble with anyone saying DON"T or NO to me. This has always been the case. Tell me I can't beat someone in a race... I am there. Tell me not to walk through a puddle...well you get the point. It's not that you can't tell me "No", it's just how it is presented to me. It is also not because I am being stubborn,I really just can't help it. Let's say a certain husband,the names are left out to protect the innocent, says one fine day very early on in his marriage, "NO Do not buy apples". Innocent enough , right? Well,"said" husband might have come home to several large boxes of apples on the counter. So, my precious family knowing this through out the years, have used this to their advantage off and on for good and evil. I was borrowing Matt's car the other day and right before I drive out, my sweet son says "Oh,Mom don't touch the mustache." Well,I looked down at the gear shift and sure enough there sat a big black hairy thing. Well, you know the story by the pictures,I did not even get to the end of the road before I was holding that silly thing up to my face. When I came home later that night,the first thing out of Matt's mouth was " So,Mom,did you touch my mustache?