Sunday, April 30, 2017

Easter

Easter. It happen so long ago and I'm a bit foggy on the details. It seems like this happened:

We woke up and hunted for eggs.




 I decided that we didn't need more candy in the house and Rebekah is way into Paw Patrol right now so we had a Paw Patrol Easter.


Rebekah also got a fabulous card from grammy.


After eggs and cards we went to church where I had to give a talk. Don being in the bishopric asked me to speak. I told him he couldn't ask his wife to speak and thought we were done with that. I was wrong. He came back a few days later saying he talked to the Bishop and he told Don to tell me that HE asked me to speak. SIGH. 

I was asked to give an Easter message from the Book of Mormon. Below are my notes. I wrote it more like I would say it; I usually don't "write out" my talk but that's the way this one seemed to run.




Easter from the Book of Mormon

Not my desire to preach Hell, Fire and Damnation from the pulpit, but as I start it’s going sound that way so bear with me: I promise a happy ending.

Samuel the Lamanite preached about the coming of Christ and the signs of His death.  In 3 Nephi, it came to pass. If you want to follow along with me, feel free.

3 Nephi 8: CH            What happened – 3 days
5                      Arose a storm – “such an one as never had been known in all the land
6                      Great and terrible tempest / terrible thunder – shake the whole earth
7                      Sharp lightening
8-11                Fires, sink into the sea, arose great mountains
12                   “Whole face of the land was changed”
13                   Highways were broken
14                   great and notable cities were sunk – left desolate
17                   Face of the earth became deformed
19                   Everything ceased and left in darkness
20                   Thick darkness you could feel
21-22             could be no light, nor any light seen
23                   Three days in this state
                                    great mournings
                                    howling
                                    weeping continually
                                    groanings

Alma the Younger
Mosiah 27:8               He became very wicked and an idolatrous man / led many people
9                      Caused much dissension giving room for “the enemy of God”
10                   Sought to destroy the church
11                   Angel appeared
19                   Could not open his mouth, became weak, could not move, carried helplessly to his father
23                   two days and two nights (people fasting for him) he received strength
24                   repented and redeemed

Alma 36                      His account to his son
            11                   a glimpse of his unrighteousness
12                   racked with “eternal torment” “harrowed up to the greatest degree and racked with all my sins
13                   “tormented with the pains of hell; yea, I saw…”
14                   “The thought of coming into the presence of my God did rack my soul with inexpressible horror”
15                   desires to be banished – become extinct both soul and body
16                   “for three days and three nights I was racked even with the pains of a damned soul.”

            What do these two accounts have in common? Glad you asked.

It is not my wish to make light of Christ’s suffering, the Crucifixion, time in the tomb, and eventual resurrection; but my explanation is rather my attempt to follow Nephi’s advice in 1 Nephi 19:23 and liken the scriptures unto us.

            It sounds like it is possible for us to seal our spirits in a tomb: In Alma’s case it was a tomb of sin; the Neiphites were wicked and had forgotten their God; for us it could be it a tomb of sin, forgetfulness, but it also could be a tomb of fear, inaction, pride…. It may be a dark, stormy place of possible “eternal torment,” the thought of facing up to our sin, our fears, (or whatever our tomb may be) may cause us “inexpressible horror” or a “desires to be banished”; personally facing whatever it is may cause the “whole face of (our) world to change, perhaps we will fear that our “great cities may be sunk into the sea” if we face it, or it may cause “great mourning, howling, weeping continually and groaning.”

            I believe this eternal torment is the first step to repentance and to a better place. If we cannot recognize a problem within ourselves we may as well remain in darkness and convince ourselves it is light. 

Back to the scriptures –
                       
3 Nephi 8:24             “Oh that we repented….” “then our brethren / mothers / fair daughters” (No longer sought for only themselves)

3 Nephi 10:1-2          Silence for many hours
            3                      A voice
            4                      “How oft have I gathered you and nourished you…”
5                      “How oft would I have gathered you…and ye would not.”
6                      “How of will I… if you will repent and return to me with full purpose of heart.”
8                      People heard this and began to weep – (showing remorse)
9                      Morning came. Darkness dispersed. Earth ceased to tremble, rocks ceased to rend dreadful groanings did cease, tumultuous noises did pass away.
10                   *Cleaved together and their mourning did turn to joy, lamentations to praise and thanksgiving
                        *something about uniting together that helps to overcome


 We left Alma being racked with the pains of a damned soul.

Alma 36:17                Remembers the words of his father – concerning the coming of one Jesus Christ, a Son of God to atone for the sins of the world
18                   Cried upon Jesus “Have mercy on me, who am in the gall of bitterness, and am encircled about by the everlasting chains of death
19                   “when I thought this I could remember my pains no more…”
20                   “and oh, what joy, and what marvelous light I did behold; yea, my soul was filled with joy as exceeding as was my pain!”
21                   “Nothing so exquisite and so bitter as were my pains… nothing so exquisite and so sweet as was my joy.”


            Once we recognize our state, we don’t have to stay in the tomb of our making. Our Savior, our Elder Brother has broken the bonds of His tomb, thus giving us the ability to break through ours with His help. But we must first, as Alma and the Nephites have shown, hear His words. Not just hear it but it must “pierce (us) to the center.”

            But even this is not all: after Alma was “born again” he went about teaching the gospel for the rest of his days.  The Nephites? The chapter after they heard His voice, the Nephites were gathered together at the temple, “conversing about this Jesus Christ,” (1) We must fully come out of the tomb of our creating through action. The Savior will always desire us to do something with what we’ve learned and the growth we have made.

            As we move closer to Our Savior and what He desires us to be, He will move closer too. As with the Nephites, it started with a small and simple thing, listening and the action of looking.  The account: “nevertheless and notwithstanding it being a small voice it did pierce them that did hear to the center.” (3) And after 3 times of hearing the voice they looked up and beheld their Lord (8), and then they fell to the earth for the remembered (12)

            They remembered who they were and they remembered who He was.

            The Savior visited the Nephites one by one. They did see with their eyes, and did feel with their hands, and did know of a surety, and did bear record, that it was He, of whom it was written by the prophets, that should come.

            And  - to quote Alma’s words - oh, what joy, and what marvelous light they did behold. Their joy was filled with joy as exceeding as was their pain.

            And thus it can be with us.

A Quick Get-Together

I have been blessed to be able to keep in touch with my friend who moved away. They came in town (well, kind of - about an hour north of us, but one hour is a whole lot closer than 3) on the Saturday before Easter and invited us to meet them at a park. 

It was so good to see her again and let the kids play. Everyone has grown so much and yet were able to pick it up right where they left off. Love good friends!


Saturday, April 29, 2017

Blast off to Kindergarten

Not sure how this happened. Seriously, isn't she still 3? Apparently not.

Blast off to Kindergarten. Rebekah was less concerned about this than she was the Round up. I, however, cried like a baby.

There she goes, off with her blue group. 


Be still my heart. She's got that "I've got this" look about her doesn't she?


This was our first stop. The kids did some writing in this classroom. Rebekah was very talkative.


Lining up for the next class. Rebekah made friends with the girl next to her (in the white dress) but can't remember her name. Hopefully they will meet up when school starts.


The next classroom they did some reading. The lady on the right of the picture - the one with bare arms and lots of leg showing? yes, that's the teacher. Doesn't the school have a dress code, you ask? Wondered that myself.


Next classroom they learned about bus safety. And the teacher was fully clothed. Nice.


So excited to ride the bus! She knows both Don and I are not bus fans and she will be driven to school for the first part of her elementary career. 


Lovin' her dad time.


Last and final stop. They did math in this room. The teacher sat down to read the students a book and had to use a pillow to cover her legs. Seriously? If you need a pillow to complete your outfit, the skirt is probably a bit too short.


About this time Don pointed out Rebekah looked extremely bored.


But good news: cookies and milk were on their way!


It was during this time the parents were asked to fill out a survey. They asked for comments and yes I commented on the unsuitable attire. I mean these are not only teachers but they are teachers of kindergarteners - they will be bending, scooting down, getting on the floor and so forth. Apparently I am that mother.

On the way out we tried to introduce Rebekah to the bathrooms in the kindergarten rooms. It did not go well. She has a great fear of being alone in a room with the door closed. I have approximately 3 months to fix that. Wish me luck.

Last, but not least, we stopped at the kindergarten playground. We have been playing on this for years. However, this time we found out that she can finally reach the telescope! Excitement does not truly convey the emotions.


My little girl is growing!!!

Thursday, April 27, 2017

Package from Nana

We stopped by the mailbox, just like ever other day, but this day there was a package! Rebekah loves a good package. It was from nana. Nana sends good things through the mail. We must open this package.

Rebekah was all too happy to oblige. 


Home made chocolates for Easter!


There was also a card. Rebekah decided that since I took pictures of her opening the package she should take pictures of me reading the card. Except she kept saying, "Mama, look at me! Mama, smile!"


Thanks for the chocolate covered love nana!

To Mow or Not To Mow

2 years ago I was mowing the lawn when saw a bunch of baby bunnies scatter. Apparently the mommy bunny made a bunny home in the midst of my long grassed lawn. I sent the poor bunnies into shock. It was very sad. The mommy bunny finally came out and collected her bunnies.

The next year I saw the hole before I mowed and simply mowed around the hole while they were using it.

This year it was getting time to mow the grass. I was very concerned about the bunny family as I considered when I should start the mowing process. One afternoon I looked out the back door and saw this:


Apparently mommy bunny was wondering the same thing. She sat there for hours just staring at my house. So just to be safe, Rebekah and I went outside early one afternoon and searched for bunny holes and found none. Maybe mommy bunny decided to build her home somewhere else this year.

Easter Tradition

It's Easter time again so we made our traditional eggs. I was going for the less is more approach, quality vs quantity, but apparently Rebekah isn't quite old enough for that yet. Maybe next year.

Either way I cut and she colored. I even got to color a few. And then we were off to grammy's to hide them before I had to go to the dentist.

We stuck grammy in the living room while Rebekah hid them. She is getting much better at hiding these days.



Love that grammy plays along so well.


Then grammy surprised Rebekah with an Easter surprise. 


She's way into Paw Patrol these days.


Then I left Rebekah and ran to the dentist. I returned to find Rebekah made herself quite at home. 

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Baby Bird

Since Rebekah was very little we have played "baby bird." Basically she sits on my lap and snuggles and then she perks up and flies away. She runs around and around waving her arms while I, the dutiful mama bird, cheers her on: "You can do it baby bird! Fly home baby bird, fly home! I believe in you!" Then she flies home to my lap, snuggles again, I pretend to feed her worms, and she falls asleep. Repeated about a zillion times. Apparently it never gets old. 

Years later: 

Here's my baby bird flying away


and here she is flying home


into my arms so I can feed her and snuggle her until she's ready to go again. I didn't realize at the time we started this but how very symbolic. My little bird is flying farther each and every year. And here I sit, always and eternally ready to feed and snuggle her when she comes home.

And yes, I had tears in my eyes as I wrote this.

Saturday, April 22, 2017

Young Moments Part 2

Thursday morning was wide open. There was talk of the children's museum when Don mentioned going to the speedway museum. I was so excited! Why was I so excited to see a bunch of cars? Its history. More importantly it's Indiana history. More than that, my husband is a huge fan of both Indiana and racing. The Indy 500 is his favorite sport. To top that I just finished a book called "Aviators" that talked a little about the Indy 500 and compared it to the Roman Colosseum with it's Gladiator battles; with the same dangers and high death tolls. Seems like a must see to me. 

So we were off. Kind of a rainy day but we made it inside without too much trouble. I wanted a picture of the kids with the aerial photo. Bad idea. In the processed of said picture it was bumped and came crashing to the ground. A lady who works there came and under her breath said something about having to do this so many times a day.... So "no one touch the picture and let's try one more time...." 


Then we went in. Crazy how some of the older vehicles were built. I loved comparing the change as they cars progressed through the year as they learned more about what makes a faster vehicle.



Love this picture: first winner of the Indy in 1911 (car made in 1909) Marmon Wasp, driven by Ray Harroun (who happens to be buried in Anderson - same cemetery as Don's dad - see what I mean about Indiana history? Very cool). Car also has the first known rearview mirror (the previous practice was to have a man in the passenger seat who acted as your rearview). The other car was the 2011 winner. The differences in the cars are astounding. 100 years of progress. Love it.


The trophy:


I have to admit, the trophy has always unsettled me. It's all the faces of the men who won the Indy 500 carved on the sides. Cool and erie all the time.

I also love it when I visit places and I see people I'm reading about. I just finished "Aviators." Eddie Rickenbacker, who got his start racing, was one of the three men the book focused on.


They had a car we could get in and take pictures so we did.

Henry at the wheel


Paige


I couldn't leave Makenna out so I took a picture of her in her wheels.


Then of course Rebekah wanted a turn


Group shot


Kayla


Kayla and kids


I told Don he had to try


It was fun watching him get out of that thing but I promised no pictures of said event.

Then we got ready to leave while Don checked out his favorite car, one more time.


Al Unser Senior's car from 1970. Don remembers thinking it was very cool with the lightening bolts and the blue and says the driver was his favorite and just loved the awesome car. 


Side view:


While he was looking I braved the cold and went out front to take more pictures.




I wanted to ask Don the significance of this monument but the picture was still too far away for him to read the plaques. I know there's a lot of carvings of the Chevrolet men.

After that we went our separate ways because Rebekah had a little thing called Kindergarten Round up. Okay, not so little. This is HUGE!

Unfortunately the picture below is the only picture I got that night. I was actually in line, following the rules as usual, when a teacher came up to Don and pulled Rebekah into an evaluation. According to the handout, we were suppose to follow all these steps first, but apparently rules these days have turned into mere suggestions. Yes, I am bitter.

Anyway, she was pulled in by a teacher. She handled it very well and received a score of 81/81. Go Rebekah!


We came home to find this:


Oh - So - Cute!


Simply can't handle the cuteness!


Rebekah was pulled into the cuteness as well and asked if she could hold her little niece.


After we played for a bit we headed up to Stake n Shake, a favorite of Kayla's.



Don had a great time with his grandkids. I love this one. That smile is totally genetic.


After dinner we went shopping for their long trip back, and then headed to Good's for ice cream. I had to get more pictures of course.



Love this one.




Rebekah showing off her blue tongue.


We came home and played while Kayla cleaned the van and then they packed up. Too short of a trip but so grateful they came. Hope to get together again soon!