You Have To Go Through It
Last week my daughter Allyson rediscovered a book that we have had for quite a while, “We are Going on a Bear Hunt,” Illustrated by Helen Oxenbury, and written by Michael Rosen. This small family, a dad with four little kids and their dog set out on a fine, sunshine filled day, to find a bear. Their journey is fraught with obstacles; mud, a dark forrest, a bog, a storm, and all manner of difficulties. Over and over, they...
The Sweet Fruit
In the Garden of Eden Satan tempted Eve to taste of a fruit, that was most delicious, and very desirable. “It will make you wise,” the serpent slithered. “You shall be as the gods, knowing good from evil.” Eve was our Mother, the first of this mortal world. While I cannot remember her with my mortal eyes, my spirit knows her. She is brave, the kind of courage that takes to be the first of a whole world to step...
Love, the great commandment
Jonny and I went to Harmon’s on Saturday. It was after our day long adventure in our tomato garden, stringing the gigantic stalks up to the heavens on this really cool rig that Jonny built. We had been weeding, trimming, and cleaning out are vegetable garden. Beautiful!! We took our starving family to Fong’s, our favorite local restaurant just down the street from our house, dropped the kids off at the house, and then went...
The Garden’s Teachings
I was having strange, creepy dreams last night, after having a pretty stressful, kind of awful day. Too much on my plate, too unorganized, working too ineffectively makes for a grumpy momma. The great news is that each day is a new day, and I am grateful to have my husband at my side. What have I learned about this? Number one, there is more to my circumstance than I can see. There are forces outside of my control that can influence...
The Sacrament
Each week we gather as members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. In reverence and solidarity we partake of God’s emblems through the sacrament to wash and sanctify our souls unto Him. Of the sacrament, Elder Holland testifies, “With a crust of bread, always broken, blessed, and offered first, we remember his bruised body and broken heart, his physical suffering on the cross where he cried, “I thirst,”...