Friday, February 9, 2018

Two Applications for 2018

We are nearly half way through February, and I feel like I have already lived a whole year just in the month of January. I can already tell, it's going to be a long year. So, with the New Year still looming in front of me, I have been contemplating what I should do to help sustain me through the rest of this long year. And as I have been thinking about it, my experience in New York continues to be a reoccurring thought (see my Dec 28, 2017 post "Jesus is the Christ"). Usually when that happens, it is a sign to pay closer attention to the lessons contained in that thought and the applications waiting there for me.

So here was the reoccurring thought: "What we need to know in this lifetime is that Jesus is the Christ and He is the Only One who can save us." Great thought. Powerful lesson. Now the hard part: How do I apply this to my life in a meaningful way? After a lot of pondering, I settled on two applications.

First application: I need to be clearer about how the Savior is included in all aspects of my life. In my scriptures, I have two post-its. On the first post-it is a scripture from 2 Nephi 11:4 which reads: "All things which have been given of God from the beginning of the world, unto man, are the typifying of him." And on the second post-it is a quote which reads: "If everything given of God from the beginning bears record of Christ, then it follows that our understanding on any particular matter is incomplete until we see how it bears record of Christ." (James L. Ferrell, The Hidden Christ). 

At home and in church, there's a lot of discussion about qualities we should work on, principles to understand, laws (the Law of Chastity is always an interesting topic for Youth) and doctrines to know. We talk about the do's and the don't's and the why's and why not's. Of course, we talk of Christ as well. But I feel, too often, we simply imply how the Savior is connected to all of these things. And though implications are good (they are better than nothing), in today's world, implications about the Savior will not be enough to sustain us. 

In the October 2017 General Conference for the LDS Church, Sister Sharon Eubank talked about the need to be articulate. She stated: 
"Being articulate means to clearly express how you feel about something and why... Each of us needs to be better at articulating the reasons for our faith. How do you feel about Jesus Christ? ...Why do you believe the Book of Mormon is scripture? Where do you get your peace? Why does it matter that the prophet has something to say in 2017? How do you know he is a real prophet? Use your voice and your power to articulate what you know and feel--on social media, in quiet conversations with your friends, when you're chatting with your grandchildren. Tell them why you believe, what it feels like, if you ever doubted, how you got through it, and what Jesus Christ means to you. As the Apostle Peter said, 'Be not afraid ... ; but sanctify the Lord God in your hearts: and be ready always to give an answer to every man that asketh you a reason of the hope that is in you (1 Peter 3:14-15)'."
So, again, I repeat: In today's world, implications about the Savior will not be enough. Learning to be articulate about who the Savior is and how He is connected to us and these modern times will do much in helping us not only navigate these crazy times, but also in helping us find peace, strength, and salvation in Him. As one teacher recently taught in our Young Women class, there is a difference between knowing the Plan of Salvation, and knowing that Jesus Christ IS the Plan of Salvation. Articulating the difference will bring greater clarity, light, truth and knowledge.

Second Application:To simply read The Book of Mormon: Another Testament of Christ. The Spirit of this book is undeniable. The Testament of Christ contained therein is simple, profound, and clear. The Book of Mormon testifies that Jesus Christ is the Savior of the World. What more needs to be said?

So, there it is. One thought and two applications to help me get through the year. Nothing fancy. Nothing new. Just thought it would be important to articulate it somewhere lol ;)

Thursday, December 28, 2017

Jesus is the Christ

With the new year almost upon us, I thought it was time to return to this blog and begin making some entries of things that have been weighing on both my mind and my heart. 

A few years ago, while my husband and I were in New York City, we attended a Young Single Adult LDS Ward in Manhatten. The topics for that sacrament meeting were taken from the October General Conference we had a few weeks prior and all of the speakers were very thoughtful and doctrinally sound in their talks. The thoughts of one young speaker, however, really left an impression on me. 

This young speaker began by stating she had a question she had derived from a couple of the talks given at General Conference. One of the General Conference speakers, an Elder Christensen, Presidency member from the Seventy, taught that the Lord expects us to know for ourselves those things that are true. The talk he gave is entitled, "I Know These Things of Myself". Then she said, in the same General Conference, she heard another speaker offer a statement she felt was contradictory and seemed to conflict with what Elder Christensen said. It was a statement given by President Uchtdorf, who said, "God knows something we don't--things that are beyond our capacity to comprehend!" A brief review of these statements led this young speaker to the following question: "Why would the Lord encourage us to know for ourselves those things that are true, when He knows full well there are some things we will never know in this lifetime, a knowledge only God Himself will know?" It was an interesting question.

She followed it up with another question and an observation. She went on to say that perhaps there is only a certain kind of knowledge we need to know in this lifetime. If so, then what knowledge would that be?  Her conclusion was simple. What we need to know in this lifetime is that Jesus is the Christ and He is the Only One who can save us.  

"We work out our salvation. But we work it out through Jesus Christ, and not independently of him. We do not save ourselves. We but avail ourselves of the means of salvation provided by our Lord and Savior." Orson F. Whitney

"Sometime, somewhere, the knowledge of the Lord shall come to every soul with saving or convicting effect; then every knee shall bow, and every tongue confess that he is the Christ, the Son of the living God." James E. Talmage

"But these are written, that ye might believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God; and that believing ye might have life through his name." John 20:31

As we prepare to enter the New Year, may we have a greater desire to build on the knowledge that we have of this Jesus the Christ. I know that He lives and that He loves us, and I look forward to seeing what other things He would have us know about Him. 

Have a Blessed New Year Everyone!

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

"Offer... even that of a Broken Heart..."

Yesterday, I received my weekly email from my missionary son. 

He wrote -- "....this week i have thought about something hermana Ailine Kinikini said to me in a short email. she said ¨When PREPARED is met with WILLING the Lord can bring mircals¨ this week i have seen the truth and the power in these words. earlier this week my trainer called me heartless... hahaha. although he said it in a joking tone i could see a little bit of seriousness in the way he said it. he was talking about his family and his girl and how much he cried and all that when he left home and then asked me how badly cried when i left. i said i didnt and then he asked okay how many times did you cry in the MTC again i said i didnt. (not saying i dont miss you guys but i just dont feel like crying. haha.) then he asked if i have cried since being here i said no so he asked if i even miss my family i answered yes but i still would rather be here than home. and then he screamed HEARTLESS!!! and tried to smile and laugh it off. but i could tell he was a litle bit serious. haha. anyways the reason i bring this up is because after he said that i strated thinking if i was or not and then i thought about the words that Ailine shared with me. ¨when prepared is met with willing the lord can bring to pass mircals.¨ and i thought about the meaning behind it. in order to prepare for something we first need to be willing to do whatever it takes to get ready for what is to come. if we are not willing then the Lord cannot prepare us. the lord truly prepared me for this work because i was first willing to change. but in order to continue to change we need to continue to be willing to. when i arrived in this country i decided not to let anything in this country bother me. i said to myself not matter what happens you dont let anything or anyone affect who you are. in a way that is a good thing. but i see now that as i have made the decision to not change for the bad it has also stopped my growth for the good. it reminded me of something you said to me in an earlier email. in order to grow fast we must break. but in order to break we must be willing to. like i said when i got to this country i decided i woundnt break not for anything. but i have seen and come to realize that the lord givs us trials to break so that we can then grow. if we are unwilling to break then we are unwilling to learn. and the preparation for what is to come stops there. and then the lord can no longer prepare us because we are no longer willing to let him. mom this week i have found that i need to be broken. like you said this is not a competition. but i am now ready again to change and change for the better. i am willing to let the lord prepare me so that i can change for the better." --Elder Moses Kinikini 

As I read my son's email, I was reminded of the scripture in Doctrine & Covenants 59:8, "Offer a sacrifice unto the Lord thy God in righteousness, even that of a broken heart and contrite spirit." It is the scripture I use as the theme and name of this blog. It is also one of my favorite scriptures.

Additionally, as I read my son's email, my mind immediately turned to a neglected little space I have had on the world wide web. Back in the day, I had started this blog to record and share lessons I had learned in life. Specifically, I had hoped that through the lessons I had learned and the thoughts I chose to share, my testimony of a Savior I had come to love would be evident. 

Unfortunately, my efforts have been weak. This is not to suggest that I have not had lessons to share nor that my testimony of the Savior has waned. In fact, it has been quite the opposite. I have simply not taken the time to share and post my lessons or my thoughts like I had wanted to. And lately it has left me feeling a little... well... broken.

So I am renewing my efforts to try to be a little better, to change, to grow. The world wide web has been used for so many things... and here, I get an opportunity to use it promote good, to uplift, to testify and hopefully to edify. Therefore, I will follow the example of a young man I know, serving the Lord somewhere in the Dominican Republic. A young man who is serving the Lord by sharing his testimony, his thoughts, and lessons learned about the Savior Jesus Christ. 

I, too, have a testimony of Him. I know that He lives and that He loves each and every one of us. I also know that He desires nothing greater than for all of us to be able to live together eternally. He will do His part, and we must do ours. This life is an opportunity for us to prepare ourselves to reach that celestial goal. Many have shared snippets of that journey through this life on the web, and I am choosing to join that effort. I do not have a lot to offer the Savior. But I do know that if I so choose, I can offer Him the only things that are truly mine to give... my heart and my spirit... even that of a broken heart and a contrite spirit

Have a blessed day, y'all!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Mornings Were Made for Man

I should clarify here that I am NOT a morning person... and so to post something that suggests that mornings are made for man seems crazy. Yet, I have often found that those things that are most beneficial for man are not usually the things they want to consume (like vegetables). And mornings just happens to be one of those things. It is a lesson I learned some months ago... and one that has changed my paradigms about mornings.

Some months ago, I was finding myself starved for inspiration. My time was filled meeting the needs of children, husband, home and church and although I was happy to do this, I could feel that my balance was off. I had no time for myself... time I could feel both my body and my spirit needed. I was feeling discouraged, uninspired and bordering on depression. I found myself dawdling in bed in the mornings, taking long showers, huddling in a corner with a book or retreating to a quiet room for some personal time. It was cutting into my family time and the effects were not positive.

One particular morning, I arose fairly early. (I awake pretty early in the mornings anyway--between 4 and 5am, but rather than arise, I drift back to sleep or lie in bed entertaining foolish imaginations. However, after a particularly difficult night, I decided to arise.)

From our home, we have beautiful views of the surroundings. To the southeast, lies our neighboring city beneath the snow capped mountains. And to the east, majestic mountainsides immediately greet us. I am truly blessed to be surrounded by God's beautiful creations.

This is the view from my bedroom window...

Enveloped in the surrounding beauty, a few things became rather clear to me in those early morning hours.

1. I could not and should never allow myself to be starved for personal time that I take this time during family time.

2. I need to use the early morning hours for personal time.

Now, I should clarify that although I awake at 4 or 5am, I do not actually get out of bed. I am not totally thrilled with the idea of beginning my day at such an early hour. I am certainly NOT a morning person! But after reviewing my days, I realized the early morning hours offered me the best chances of getting some quiet personal time.... time to reflect, time to study, time to pray, time to be inspired and to receive personal revelation. Morning hours have been recommended before to me for personal study time... but I could never seem to make this a habit. On this particular morning, however, I committed to do so.

As I made efforts to actually arise during these early morning hours, I began to feel empowered. In my journal, I recorded the beauty of the early morning hours I often missed because I chose not to arise.

The beautiful pink hue of the sky announcing the rising sun. The majestic mountainsides covered with tufts of snow and wispy bits of cloud clinging lazily to its sides, dissipating in the warmth of the rising sun. The lights of the sleepy town below, once bright in the dark morning hours, slowly dimming, nothing more than the twinkling you find in the smooth surface of untouched snow, calm ocean waters or a beautifully cut diamond. In the warmth of my room and the quiet of my home, I not only saw the peace of the morning hours... I felt it.

With the house quiet, children still sleeping, the rooms warm and inviting, the scene outside all calm, still, and peaceful as the early morning darkness moves slowly into the light, I realized this scene begged those who are willing to enter into its domain to come and learn, come and be inspired. I also realized, it was *the only time of day where darkness actually gives way to light*.... And it suddenly seemed such a shame to waste it.

As I began to appreciate the significance of those early morning hours, I began looking for more about this time of day in my gospel study. In the account of the Creation in Genesis, I began to appreciate the 'separation of the light from the dark' being the first thing done, on the first day.

In the inspired words of the hymn "Joseph Smith's First Prayer", it is implied the sacred events of that day took place that morning and thus begins the familiar hymn: "Oh, how lovely was the *morning*!" (Hymns, no. 26)

And last, but certainly not least, after three days, it is on the "morning" of the third day, the Sabbath, that Jesus arises and is found gone.

There is much beauty to be found in mornings... not just literally, but figuratively, symbolically as well.

And although there is no specific time one need use for personal time, personal inspiration and revelation, or for personal scripture study and prayer, I can not help but make a case for mornings, even early morning hours. I am  not an early morning person myself (especially after many years of being up with little ones), but I have since claimed those hours for me... because there is something special in those morning hours that are difficult to find during any other part of the day, making it a great time to be inspired personally.
3. Use evenings for family time.

In trying to find a time and a means to inspire my family, I read something some years ago that left an impression on me. I quote what has since become one of my favorite excerpts from a book called *Leadership Education: Phases of Learning *by Oliver DeMille. He says :

"It is not too much of an exaggeration to say that in the evening we are all inspired--by something, to something. Sometimes the something is good--or not; sometimes it is planned and led by the parents to help the children--or not. Evenings are for inspiration; and we can be inspired for greatnes or otherwise. If you have struggled to inspire [your family], ..., and it just does not seem to work, look closely at your evenings. If there is something you really want to inspire, consider what evening event will best accomplish it.

"Perhaps the easiest evening inspiration is just reading a great book together as a family. This teaches and inspires on so many levels. Board games can be good, trivia or quiz games, cookouts around the campfire with singing, working in the garden together in the evening dusk, sitting around outside and waiting to count the stars together, telling stories of ancestors by the fireplace or grill, "shooting hoops" in the driveway or tossing a football on the front lawn. A variety is good over the year. But in our opinion, the evening reading of a great book is still the best because it is simply the most inspiring. ...

"The Hebrews taught that the day started not at sunrise, but at sundown each evening. Thus, the most important part of the day in the Hebrew tradition is the evening, since how you spend your evening has the most impact on your entire day. The Hebrews taught that we should start the day with making each evening wonderful. A good day will naturally follow. In the West, with our emphasis on morning and our use of the evening as entertainment, it is not surprising that we have lost touch with the inspirational, the heavenly and the eternal. Our pragmatic realism is an illness, one easily reinforced by our poor evening choices. Evenings are inspirational. Be wise about what you inspire." (Excerpt taken from *Leadership Education: The Phases of Learning*by Oliver DeMille).

Like my recent epiphany about mornings, I came to appreciate then the significance of evenings. My husband and I understood we needed to organize opportunities for familial growth, closeness and inspiration... and evenings seemed to be the best time. With Oliver DeMille's insight, it added clarity to choosing this time of day as "family time".

Of course, once a week, LDS church leaders recommend a formal "family home evening". But, we have found we could use every evening as a sort of "family home evening"--much less formal, of course, but still a "family home evening". So, as often as we could, we would read, play games, watch movies, talk, create something, sing, and make music together as a family. These activities followed seamlessly after family dinner and family work (putting food away, cleaning dishes, putting younger children into their pajamas, etc), and flowed naturally afterward into family scripture study and then family prayer.

As our children grew, evenings became busy with performances, youth activities, and friends. However, even then we would try to make it as much of a "family home evening" as we could--supporting and attending performances together or making our home a place the children would want to bring their friends. Even in youth and primary activities, we were blessed to have children of an age where there were at least always two of them that were in the same organization together; and thus a sense of family was still present as the children made way to their activities together. It was always fun to have them come back and relay the activities they enjoyed together, and have other children reminisce of their time together in the same organizations.

Recently, our evenings have been changed yet again. With Dad's new work, he is often working long into the evenings or out of town. But even then, small efforts are made simply to be together. When Dad returns from work, often tired, he still makes it a point to be present physically in the evenings, even if it means he falls asleep. Through the years, our children have gotten into the habit of being together in the evenings. And even though each family member might be doing something different, we all seem to do it in close proximity to each other physically. One child might be strumming the guitar in one corner, a couple other children may be playing card games, another child could be on the computer and still another child would be playing video games. Dad may be asleep on the couch and I may be at the table reading and writing, but again, we are all in the same room. And even though there is no organized family activity in this gathering, there are still many unseen benefits.

Before the night is over, I may look up to find my four younger children have gathered around the table to write/draw and read next to Mom, while a teenage daughter and son have taken up a seat on either side of their sleeping father to "watch" a movie together and still another teenage daughter and son have moved to a corner to collaborate on a song together. Each doing their own thing, but all in close proximity to one another, all in the same room. Through the years, we have learned, even if we are doing different things being together as a family is valued and important to us.

Another added benefit: it becomes easy to see if someone is struggling with something. If a family member is absent or chooses not to be part of this gathering, it is almost invariably because something is wrong. Sometimes, we allow those members time and space to deal with their struggle, letting them know we are here if they need us. Other times, we intervene. 

So, when I began retreating to my room for some "personal time", I should have known something was wrong....

And this brings me back to where I began. After a difficult night trying to articulate in my mind what I was struggling with, I arose early the next morning... the family room was in disarray, pieces of paper and other debris strewn across the family room and onto the connecting kitchen floor, children had fallen asleep in the family room and the dishes were piled high in the sink--the result of the previous evening. But I had been absent and therefore was not there to lead... especially where the family work was concerned.

But, as I stood there thinking while I was doing the dishes in the quiet early morning hours, looking out the picture window above the kitchen sink at the beautiful snow-covered mountains as the sun began to rise, in my mind, darkness truly gave way to light. It became clear to me what I needed to do... And after I finished the dishes, I recorded my findings, my life lesson, in my journal:

1. I could not and should never allow myself to be starved for personal time that I take this time during family time.

2. I need to use the early morning hours for personal time.

3. Use evenings for family time.

Sound familiar?