Sunday, April 28, 2019

Silverton Branch

We were assigned to talk in the Silverton Branch in our stake. It is about 90 minutes away from where we live. Church starts at 9. So we got up early like a workday and got ready. Our topic was Commandments.

Boaz gave an amazing talk. He went to the commandments doctrinal mastery scriptures and decided to talk about the commandment of forgiveness. He talked about the Atonement and what Jesus went through so He could forgive us. He spoke of the tenderness of the skin after bleeding from every pore. After that agony he was flogged 39 stripes on his already over sensitive skin. When we refurse to forgive, we are denying the effects of the Atonement. He talked about the parable of the servant who owed talents to his master and was forgiven and then refused to forgive a fellowservant who owed him merely shillings. He spoke of how we needed to forgive others so we wouldn't be impediment to their progression. We also need to forgive ourselves. It was masterful.

This is my talk:


I lived for a short time near Yellowstone Park. As many of you might know, it is a geothermically active area. Its features are always in flux. One of my favorite sites, Mammoth Hot Springs surprised me one time by being completely dry. Some features are so consistent, like Old Faithful, and others vary sometimes by the hour, like Obsidian Mountain.

Countless people are drawn there every year. The landscape is beautiful, eerie and dangerous. The way the Park manages the danger is by the boardwalks. They are inspected and maintained to provide a safe environment for people to enjoy the geothermic features that fascinate us.

Almost every year there are reports of people not staying on the board walks. The ground looks so stable and many people have an aversion to doing what they are told. Most of the people who stray have no adverse consequences. But the rare, unlucky person will step where the under layer has been eaten away by hot, caustic water. The ground that looks so stable gives way and they fall into the acidic hot water and receive horrible burns. Some even die as a result of straying off the marked path.
Other visitors think the huge, relaxed bison are tame. They get too close to the massive, wild animals and the beasts, who are complacent at relatively close observation, become defensive when their space bubble is invaded. These unwise visitors can get gored or trampled by the wild inhabitants of the wilderness park.

Why am I telling you about Yellowstone, when we live in a wildly beautiful area ourselves? Because when people come to this area, they are usually more separated from sudden changes in the ground and the wildlife still maintain the shyness of wild animals. Yellowstone is an anomaly. 

What can this anomaly have to teach us? The visitors who know the rules of the wild stay safe. They know how to spot danger. The casual visitor can come and see spectacular nature and view huge wild animals from the safety of their car. But some are determined to leave the safely marked areas and head out into the unknown thinking nothing can happen to them.

It’s a bit like how we view the commandments. The commandments are the boardwalks and clearly marked trials. They are the signs that say things like, “Don’t feed the bears” or “Danger, do not approach wildlife.” Many people do not obey the rule, “Always stay at least 25 yards away from bison and elk.” The fact that people can get within 25 yards of these massive beasts tells those who know how seemingly “tame” these herds have become.

So what are the commandments that we should obey? We know the Ten Commandments. We know the Two Great Commandments. We maybe don’t think about the commandments that come from the mouths of modern-day prophets. “What I the Lord have spoken, I have spoken, and I excuse not myself; . . . whether by mine own voice or by the voice of my servants, it is the same.” (D&C 1:38)
One group of commandment keeping individuals come from one of my favorite Book of Mormon stories. The Sons of Helaman, or the Stripling Warriors. They came from a society where many men died for their faith. They told Helaman that their mothers taught them. They called Helaman their father. I like to think these young boys, turning into men, we the sons of the martyred men. Whether that is true for all of them, it is very possibly true for some of them. Their mothers taught them that “if they did not doubt, God would deliver them.”(Alma 56:47) And young boys were sent off to war. In one battle, Helaman notes in his letter to Captain Moroni, “Yea, and they did obey and observe to perform every word of command with exactness;. . .” (Alma 57:21)

 One of the reasons that I love this story is for the miraculous protection that these young boys received. They were in very dangerous situations, deadly even. They obeyed in faith. Their mothers had faith to send them. Their motivation was to go in the place of the grown men who had made covenants to never go to war again. Those grown men had faith that God would protect those boys as they went in their stead. I’m sure the whole people of Anti-Nephi Lehites, who came to be called the people of Helaman, prayed continuously for those boys who were doing the men’s job. Those boys, who became men, protected their adopted country and their own people by doing what their leaders had promised not to do. All that faith and all those prayers and the prayers of the prophet Helaman were not enough to protect those boys without their own faith and determined obedience.

There was one battle at least where all of them received wounds. (Alma 57:24) When we think about God’s protection, it doesn’t mean that we don’t suffer a bit. It doesn’t mean that we don’t face setbacks and wounds. It does mean that the battle is carried. The war is won. The enemy is defeated.

These were boys that didn’t think rules were meant to be broken. These were boys that didn’t wander from the marked path. These were boys that didn’t put themselves in additional danger to prove that they were grown up. These were boys that knew that obedience did not signal weakness. These were boys that knew that obedience was courageous. These were boys that faced down grown men who were expert in the art of war and won.

Jesus said rather succinctly, “Blessed are they who hear the word of God and keep it.” (Luke 11:28).
It took courage to build the ark. It took courage to choose to pray knowing the lion’s den awaited. It took courage to ask Laban for the Brass Plates. It took courage to take that last walk to Gethsemane.
It takes courage to say no to the party that everyone is going to when you know there will be alcohol. It takes courage to say no your boyfriend or girlfriend or the popular kids. It takes courage to go to the bishop and take care of issues. It takes courage to stay true in your quiet, desperate moments when nobody will know.

God sees those moments of courage and rewards those who choose Him over the world. And isn’t that why we came? To choose Him over the world? May we ever do so.

Craig spoke about obeying with exactness, using again the example of the Sons of Helaman. He did a great job too.

But I think the star was Boaz.

Saturday, April 27, 2019

Track Meet

Boaz has a two day track meet. We couldn’t go yesterday, Craig and I both had to work. But I got to go today. 

Yesterday, we received this text. 



A new PR. It is helpful to run with kids that are close to his level. It helps with timing and motivation. That was the mike. 

Today he ran the 800. This race is almost a full sprint. Twice around the track. Again he was running with similar racers. 



Again, a new PR. He met his goal of 2:30. He was tired again. He hurt again. But he felt great too. 

A quick trip to DQ for ice cream and a happy boy settled in for the drive home. 

Track is a good thing. 

Tuesday, April 23, 2019

Hot water

Last night as I washed the dishes, the water never got hot. That was worrisome. I told Craig and I headed up to see the back together for a quilt. 

He ret the hot water heater - basically did a hard boot. This morning I was prepared to do a sponge bath and go to work icky. 

But the water was miraculously hot. I am so grateful for the miracle of hot water that gives me hot showers. So grateful I didn’t have to wash my hair in cold water and get a cold water headache. 

I know this is a totally first world thing. People live, and live well, with only cold water. But still, today I am so grateful for hot water. 

Sunday, April 21, 2019

Easter weekend

Craig and I took Friday off work and headed north. Boaz stayed home with the dog. 

We were able to see Raven dance. 


Nicko and Brittnee came. So did Nympha and Mom. She was bombarded with flowers. 🌹 🌺 🌸 



She probably was happiest the Jack was there. She did amazing. It was a modern concert. I got some of the dances, but I was a bit lost with many of them. Raven’s dance was about the lost Roanoke Colony. The name of the dance was Croatoa. They all scribbled madly theat word as they danced out possibilities of what happened to those lost people. 

We also saw a game of Clue played out on the stage. Five stages of women, another dance. And a fun cha-cha. Those were my favorite. The others were good. Craig made the comment that modern is a style that doesn’t really show the skill level. It looks a lot easier than it really is. 

Then Craig and I went to a reception. The youngest daughter of our friends from Gresham that we haven’t seen in a long time. 



The brother of the bride and the daughter of good friends. It was crazy to see the kids we used to know all grown up and with kids of their own. 

We thought we were done, but Devon and Jack had an indoor soccer game at 11:30 pm. It was a long day, but a fun day. 

Saturday we did a few errands. And we headed home to Boaz and Avisha. 

Today, Churxh was wonderful. The Primary sang Gethsemane while scriptures were read between the verses. The choir sang He Is Risen - a simple song. But the young men came to sing and learned the tenor part. The tenor and bass made the song beautiful. 

And I have always considered Abide With Me, ‘Tis Eventide to be an Easter song. We ended the meeting with it. And then Sunday School we dove into the scriptures again. It was lovely. A beautiful sabbath service. 

We came home and watched Bruce R McConkie’s last testimony. That is one of my watershed moments. I knew that he knew, and by extension the prophets knew. 

We are ending the day with The Prince of Egypt. 

A few family pictures to send to Josh. 











Happy Easter

We are all in different places. But we got together over texting to say Happy Easter. 











In on of Debbie’s pictures Devon was behind the camera. In the other picture Nicko was behind the camera. 









The other siblings all said Happy Easter to us. Technology is an amazing gift that can bring us together. 

Saturday, April 13, 2019

New PR

He beat 6:00. 





Watching his face as he came up the back stretch was amazing. The drive to get there was awesome. 

Wednesday, April 10, 2019

It was Spring yesterday



Just like that, it’s winter again. Glad I didn’t wear my capris today.