Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Serious Problem
I know I do not have fat arms, but maybe I have fat shoulders?! Seriously am I the only who feel like her shirts are always super tight in her arm pits, and her shirts are riding up her arm pits?! What is wrong with me? Its mostly shirts from mormon clothing companies, like downeast, but not only them. Am I the only with this problem? If no one answers me I will forever think I have fat shoulders.
Fast Sunday
I wanted to post about church, but my kids do not give me much time to type on the computer. I have plenty of computer times, just not typing time.
Sunday was Fast Sunday, I really like fasting, in that same way that you can say I like tithing. Yeah, seriously would who say they like going without eating and paying extra money (fast offering)? Really? But logic and religion do not always hold hands. Religion defy logic, and logic is just left being annoying. I find logic annoying, maybe that's the reason I don't like stats. Which maybe why I'm not too concerned with fasting 24 hours. I didn't serve a mission so I've never found the need to look up such rules. My two meal fast is plenty for my religious devotion, heck I'm fine with a one meal fast, half the time.
Friday night I slept horribly, my dear husband let me sleep in on Saturday, and I only recovered after taking advil. Sunday, was to be only my second time fasting in a very long time. I made deliberate thoughts to making a healthy dinner so I would be physical able to fast, normally Saturday evenings I don't cook and just whine to my husband. I was excited to fast, since my first fast last month went off without a hitch. After the baby was in bed, the boy and I made cookies, I made deliberate thoughts to not eating the cookie dough, licking the beaters, nothing. I was fasting before I woke up, I was proud of myself. I like to think of it as not a worldly proud, more a well pleased, like "look Heavenly Father I'm trying. I think life is hard, but I'm trying, I do care." When I was going to bed I asked my husband if I could take Advil in the morning if I didn't feel well, being fast sunday and all. He said if you need to take some medicine you shouldn't be fasting. Well phewy!
I slept horribly, but not as horribly as the night before, accidentally slept in until 8:15 for 9 o'clock church, I'm a primary teacher and primary starts at 9, so I can't be late.
Almost surprisingly, I felt better at church, than I normally do. Primary is stressful. I had energy at church, to care for my kids during 3rd hour sacrament meeting. No headache in sight, the headache I had had for two days, was gone, the headache that would remain for another two days was gone. But it wasn't surprising, I want to fast, and in this case the Lord blessed me.
It was fast sunday which means, fast meeting. Hit or miss, we in the church in the US mostly get travel logs, and illness reports, or stand up comedy. Yes, that is my opinion, I think jokes told at the pulpit in church are in bad form. But our meeting was really good, there were a lot of testimonies that actually testified of Christ.
One I really liked, a guy got up, and talked about Lent, weird I know. Long story short, he and his wife gave up sugar, not because he wants to be Catholic, but because he likes the idea of sacrifice in the idea of bettering. He said he has had a lot of conversation with people about this, and many say, I wish I was Catholic, it would be easier. He has thought this about this a lot, and thought would it really? Would it be easier to face unemployment without the blessings of tithing? Would it be easier to be sick, without a Priesthood blessing? Would it easier, I honestly can't remember any others, but he listed off about another 10 blessings we have as LDS members, that make our lives easier. His testimony really spoke to me. We have so many blessings, that make our burden's light. The Lord asks a lot of us, because he gives us so much.
Another one, brought home is new healthy baby from the hospital two weeks later she became violently ill, and started having seizures along with other things for no apparent reason. She was on life support, last month the ward was asked to fast for her. He said that during that Fast Sunday, the seizures stopped, she started gaining weight. She is now home, healthy again, but he said, he knows if it wasn't for all the fasts, she would still be in the hospital sick.
Another woman got up, and well said a lot, but the point is, its nice to know other people have struggles that bring them closer to God. She and I actually talked about testimony meeting, at Relief Society last night, and it was nice to know someone else has had a very long winter. Its nice to be a mother next to father that holds the Priesthood.
This is plenty long, so I'm ending it without anything special.
Sunday was Fast Sunday, I really like fasting, in that same way that you can say I like tithing. Yeah, seriously would who say they like going without eating and paying extra money (fast offering)? Really? But logic and religion do not always hold hands. Religion defy logic, and logic is just left being annoying. I find logic annoying, maybe that's the reason I don't like stats. Which maybe why I'm not too concerned with fasting 24 hours. I didn't serve a mission so I've never found the need to look up such rules. My two meal fast is plenty for my religious devotion, heck I'm fine with a one meal fast, half the time.
Friday night I slept horribly, my dear husband let me sleep in on Saturday, and I only recovered after taking advil. Sunday, was to be only my second time fasting in a very long time. I made deliberate thoughts to making a healthy dinner so I would be physical able to fast, normally Saturday evenings I don't cook and just whine to my husband. I was excited to fast, since my first fast last month went off without a hitch. After the baby was in bed, the boy and I made cookies, I made deliberate thoughts to not eating the cookie dough, licking the beaters, nothing. I was fasting before I woke up, I was proud of myself. I like to think of it as not a worldly proud, more a well pleased, like "look Heavenly Father I'm trying. I think life is hard, but I'm trying, I do care." When I was going to bed I asked my husband if I could take Advil in the morning if I didn't feel well, being fast sunday and all. He said if you need to take some medicine you shouldn't be fasting. Well phewy!
I slept horribly, but not as horribly as the night before, accidentally slept in until 8:15 for 9 o'clock church, I'm a primary teacher and primary starts at 9, so I can't be late.
Almost surprisingly, I felt better at church, than I normally do. Primary is stressful. I had energy at church, to care for my kids during 3rd hour sacrament meeting. No headache in sight, the headache I had had for two days, was gone, the headache that would remain for another two days was gone. But it wasn't surprising, I want to fast, and in this case the Lord blessed me.
It was fast sunday which means, fast meeting. Hit or miss, we in the church in the US mostly get travel logs, and illness reports, or stand up comedy. Yes, that is my opinion, I think jokes told at the pulpit in church are in bad form. But our meeting was really good, there were a lot of testimonies that actually testified of Christ.
One I really liked, a guy got up, and talked about Lent, weird I know. Long story short, he and his wife gave up sugar, not because he wants to be Catholic, but because he likes the idea of sacrifice in the idea of bettering. He said he has had a lot of conversation with people about this, and many say, I wish I was Catholic, it would be easier. He has thought this about this a lot, and thought would it really? Would it be easier to face unemployment without the blessings of tithing? Would it be easier to be sick, without a Priesthood blessing? Would it easier, I honestly can't remember any others, but he listed off about another 10 blessings we have as LDS members, that make our lives easier. His testimony really spoke to me. We have so many blessings, that make our burden's light. The Lord asks a lot of us, because he gives us so much.
Another one, brought home is new healthy baby from the hospital two weeks later she became violently ill, and started having seizures along with other things for no apparent reason. She was on life support, last month the ward was asked to fast for her. He said that during that Fast Sunday, the seizures stopped, she started gaining weight. She is now home, healthy again, but he said, he knows if it wasn't for all the fasts, she would still be in the hospital sick.
Another woman got up, and well said a lot, but the point is, its nice to know other people have struggles that bring them closer to God. She and I actually talked about testimony meeting, at Relief Society last night, and it was nice to know someone else has had a very long winter. Its nice to be a mother next to father that holds the Priesthood.
This is plenty long, so I'm ending it without anything special.
Friday, March 5, 2010
I love my husband
A miracle happened tonight-- well many. I finally cleaned the house after a week of it getting more and more trashed. (All that's left is to vacuum first thing tomorrow, before the kids get toys out). I would see it get worse and worse, messier and messier, but I just couldn't do it while my kids were awake, and I couldn't do it while they were asleep, finally I had a chance to sew or watch what I want to watch. But tonight, tonight was different. Tonight my husband was home, we cooked dinner together, we watched an hour of tv together, he is currently putting our eldest child to bed. Finally my paralysis was over. I was able to clean up my kids messes. I even threw away some happy meal toys that have long been forgotten about, its been four months since I've been able to throw away a forgotten toy. Its amazing what a little attention can do for my psyche. Maybe I can finally start decluttering, so we can start fitting into our apartment again. Lately I've had issues, I know we don't fit, but I emotionally can't bare to get rid of ANYTHING, I mean anything. Normally I'm fairly decent at dejunking. Not only have I not been able to get rid of stuff, I've been buying MORE stuff. Its been awful, I need to watch Confessions of a Shopaholic again, to remind myself, stuff will not fill voids in my life. Oh but tonight was different, tonight we were a two parent, two adult house, I wasn't out numbered. I was blessed.
I love this man. I'm so grateful for the amount of time we get to spend with him.
I love this man. I'm so grateful for the amount of time we get to spend with him.
I just wish it was more...
Wahoo New Baby
One of my eleven sister in laws had a baby, which is wahoo exciting! A new nephew/cousin I was so excited to see, my husband suggest a trip down to see him, instead of waiting for the next time we HAD to go down. I was so excited my son even wanted to see him. (We left little sister at her grandma's.) He was adorable. I never wanted to give him back, well unless he started crying.
By the way, I'm very proud of the fact that I'm about to have a dozen sister in laws. People have a lot of things in a dozen, like donuts, but who can brag of having a dozen sister in laws. I feel like its a great accomplishment, even if I had nothing to do with it. How many people do you know that have an even dozen of sister in laws? Name them come on.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Choir
I joined ward choir, its the first time I've sung in choir since High School. Most of the time, I would rather go home with my family, but the pianist asked me flat out and I can't say no to church things like this. I know many would say no to such an ofter, in fact lots have told me this in my ward, and I wish they would stop telling me. But I've raise my hand to sustain people in church, so I feel obligated to do all I can to help those in their callings, and since I'm a subpar singer I guess I qualify. I never imagined I'd sing in a ward choir that fills the choir seats, I always figured I would join in a small ward outside of the motherland who needed voices, but here I am.
One of the songs we are practicing is This is the Christ, I really like this song, and its a shame I'll be out of town when they sing it. Although since I only am able to sing about half of it because I find it so touching, they won't be missing anything. Its been a good reminder for me as I'm trying to be a calmer person, just what I exactly believe. Here are the lyrics, I hope the copyright police don't get me, I don't think President Faust could have done a better job of writing them, they are excellent.
One of the songs we are practicing is This is the Christ, I really like this song, and its a shame I'll be out of town when they sing it. Although since I only am able to sing about half of it because I find it so touching, they won't be missing anything. Its been a good reminder for me as I'm trying to be a calmer person, just what I exactly believe. Here are the lyrics, I hope the copyright police don't get me, I don't think President Faust could have done a better job of writing them, they are excellent.
It pierced them through and made their souls to quake;They saw Him come, a man in white,
The Savior who had suffered for their sake.
They felt the woulds in hands and side,
And each could testify; This is the Christ;
This is the Christ, the holy Son of God,
Our Savior, Lord, Redeemer of mankind.
This is the Christ, the healer of our souls
Who ransomed us with love divine.
I read His words, the words He prayed
While bearing sorrow in Gethsemane;
I feel His love, the price He paid.
How many drops of blood were spilled for me?
With saints of old in joyful cry
I too can testify; This is the Christ;
This is the Christ, the holy Son of God,
Our Savior, Lord, Redeemer of mankind.
This is the Christ, the healer of our souls
Who ransomed us with love divine.
text by James E. Faust, music by Michael F. Moody
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
What's for Lunch?
Last Friday my husband was working from home. When three extra children showed up at my house, I went in and distracted my husband. I complained they were over taking the house, and that it was lunch time. I didn't want to feed them. He said you remember what they said in conference don't you? I fibbed I said I didn't have any idea what he was talking about. He was referring to talk a couple years back, given by some general authority about how you should make your home a place that your children and their friends want to hang out, even if that means feeding them. I have no idea the reference but I remember the talk. I told my husband I didn't know what he was talking about and I didn't need to feed friends. Five minutes later all four children ran outside to play. Ten minutes after that, my neighbor called me on the phone asking how many chicken nuggets my son wanted for lunch? He was cooking some for this two kids so he figured my son might as well eat up too. My son ate three dinosaur chicken nuggets for lunch, one more then I ordered, while I ate a huge piece of humble pie for lunch, that and left over Hawaiian haystacks.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Spring Day at the Temple
Normally we are quite religious about having family home evening. Lately my husband has had study group on Monday nights. He usually forgets to tell me or I forget to listen, and forget to move FHE to Sunday night. Two weeks ago, I forgot, but luckily my son asked to go to "my temple, the one with cookies" I explained there would be no cookies, don't think he believed me, so I brought oreos for the car ride home. We left our house on an early spring day, with light jackets. The sun was setting on a fairly warm for February day. When we made it to "my temple" it was dark, stormy and snowing. None the less, we walked around, my husband snapped, and we froze. We love the temple.
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