Showing posts with label Temples. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Temples. Show all posts

Sunday, November 27, 2011

3 am ...the jinx is official.


I knew I shouldn't have said anything (in my lost post) about sleeping more!
No kiddos to blame (yet) just me NOT falling asleep.

So here I am trying to empty my brain of thoughts. 

I was just saying to Ben this morning I wish I could find a  new picture of the temple. 

And so I took one. 
Man I love instagram! 


Unfortunately, these iPhone pics aren't  gonna be to enlargeable. Still really like em.


Printing out pics. Why is it such a task? Trying to decide on enlargements and frames...keep putting it off. I buy most of my frames second hand and spray paint, just cuz they (like me) are cheap, and I find them more interesting. Haven't found the one I want yet for a big print. It's holding me up.


What did I find at good old Bibles for Missions Thrift?(Take note silly Value Village...they actually have a cause! Profit "donation centers" are a big pet peeve of mine)
That's right twinkle lights for a dollar a strand! In hindsight, why didn't a grab waaaay more!
Because serioulsy there are few things in this life that offer as much joy as a strand of twinkle lights!





Unless they're remote candles! Flameless candles are stupendous, I'm a big fan.  

Apparently so is McKye cuz this is how I found him in bed last night. Snuggled up, sippy in one hand, remote in the other.






The tree is partially up.
I'm wondering if I can enjoy a bit of twinkle whilst postponing the inevitable destruction.
I haven't put the balls on yet, cuz they're the biggest draw for my wanna-chuck-everything-I-can-get-my-hands- on boys.


Good thing they're so darn cute!


Here some snaps of my boys on the way to a pirate themed b-day party. Man I'm a sucker for a costume party!








Sunday, September 11, 2011

One of the "drafts" I keep adding too: This one's on stress/priorities

We were driving up to the So You Think You Can Dance Canada concert, me, my sister-in-law Alli (one of my all time top favorite people in the universe, no exaggeration), and my brother-in-law Sammy, cuz he's cool like that and is a SYTYCD fan (yes ladies, he's single, so line your little sisters up now!) Something was changing with Aaron's therapy or school, meaning I was trying to make decisions and was being stressed, and I complained, I just wish I could go like a week without some major decision to make about Aaron.  Sam looked at me and called my bluff. "Chelsea, " he said in his wise beyond his years voice,
 "If it wasn't Aaron's stuff YOU would find something to stress about."


And he's right.
But I'm not. I realize we live in a world that makes busy-ness = importance. And it's not true. 


Pres Uchdoft tells it like it is:
Let’s be honest; it’s rather easy to be busy. We all can think up a list of tasks that will overwhelm our schedules. Some might even think that their self-worth depends on the length of their to-do list. They flood the open spaces in their time with lists of meetings and minutia—even during times of stress and fatigue. Because they unnecessarily complicate their lives, they often feel increase frustration, diminished joy, and too little sense of meaning in their lives.

I've been thinking about stress. In preparation for my trip to Idaho (back in July), in which I'd be driving alone with my kids for 8 hours, I downloaded a bunch of talks of the BYU sites. I listened to them on the drive, and have returned a few times to them. Most of them have to do with
Stress.
Busy-ness.
Clearing emotional clutter.
Establishing priorities.

Gaining focus, and detecting distraction.

In one talk I've listened to a few times, she said

"Our busy-ness can be subtle form of procrastination,
keeping us from doing what we know we should."

Let read that again:
"Our busy-ness can be subtle form of procrastination, 
keeping us from doing what we know we should."

This was also a great article:
Unclutter your life

But this quote made the refrigerator...


Sister Beck General Relief Society Meeting 2009 :
"One of the most precious commodities we all have is time. Most women have many responsibilities and never have sufficient time to do everything their hearts and minds want to do.

She goes on to quote President Dieter F. Uchtdorf : “A wise man once distinguished between ‘the noble art of getting things done’ and ‘a nobler art of leaving things undone.’ True ‘wisdom in life,’ he taught, consists of ‘the elimination of non-essentials.’” President Uchtdorf then asked: “What are the nonessential things that clutter your days and steal your time? What are the habits you may have developed that do not serve a useful purpose? What are the unfinished or unstarted things that could add vigor, meaning, and joy to your life? 5

"When we put God first, all other things fall into their proper place or drop out of our lives."  Pres. Benson 1988

I started writing this in Summer, and now that it's back to school (and I spent 40 minutes doing paper work--with only ONE kid in school even!) the idea of thinking about the stress of a busy life and determining the musts in life is feeling even more appealing, and needed. 

I read this in the Ensign this afternoon (an article by Julie B Beck, can't believe it took me so long to get to, musta been busy;)

We live in increasingly challenging times and are surrounded by beliefs and practices that could detract us from our eternal goal. Because we as women have great influence on those around us, we must do all we can to keep ourselves spiritually strong.... Every day we are given the opportunity to make choices that will increase our faith and strengthen our families. Over 60 years ago, Belle S. Spafford, our ninth Relief Society general president, asked sisters to appraise their interests, evaluate their activities, and simplify their lives by doing those things that would be most enduring, thus ridding themselves of less rewarding activities.3 
I love this idea of sorting through (we've all sorted threw junk and stuff, discarding and simplifying) but to do it to our lives!
Sister Beck in a BYU Woman's Conference gives 3 categories to sort out our time and efforts.
( I've shared these with lots of my friends, so here they are again guys!)

1. Essentials
  I asked, “What has to go in the category of essential?” What things must be taken care of, and if I don’t take care of them, the blessings of eternal life won’t be mine nor will they be my family’s.

On the top of her list was revelation. I think that's because if we go to Lord each day and receive, we will know what work of salvation needs doing. 


Because revelation is dynamic and changes along with the Lord's knowledge of us.
Today in Relief Society we were discussing Temple Work. 
Right around the time we were really starting to get Aaron's therapies all established (still reeling form the emotional ramifications of hi diagnosis), and simultaneously adjusting to being a mother of two, I was serving as a Relief Society teacher, and I kid you not like 4 or 5 lessons in a row were on redeeming the dead/temple work/ family history. I believe that obedience brings power to your testimony of principles and so I longed onto Family search and gave it a whirl. If you had asked me at the beginning of the year what I felt would be good coping strategies for a difficult year, pretty sure I would not of said "genealogy". But the Lord knew. He knew, I needed to have something I felt in control of (as my life and son's progression seemed out of my control), something I could feel a sense of accomplishment and permanence with (cuz everything I did, cleaning, feeding changing, seemed to un-do itself remarkable fast!) He knew I needed the power of the Temple and to feel the strength and support of my ancestors. He knew I needed to cry as I read the dates children dying in infancy to awaken the gratitude in my heart. He knew I needed to feel a sense of purpose and service. He knew all along that in the end I would look back and feel that the work of salvation I participated in actually saved me! 


And then quietly in the temple one day, He whispered, "Time for a change of focus" and gave me a new assignment. (I must have been getting too addicted, I did a little this morning and looked up and we had twenty minutes to get to church and I hadn't even showered or dressed any of the kids!)


There was a comment about guilt right after I briefly shared this experience, and I truly hope I didn't come off the wrong way, there are times and seasons, yes, but through that experience I realized ONLY the Lord knows what "season" we need, when. I never would have thought a young mom like me could find solace in family history, but He did.



2. Necessities We all know all too well that the dishes and laundry and groceries just need to get done. I will forever love my mother-in-law for teaching me when she had to go back to work that she missed the mundane of housework, her body could be busy, but her mind was free to ponder.  In the right Spirit, bathing the kids, can take on a spiritual element, comforting a crying toddler transforms into the building of compassion and charity, being patient during a crazy dinner hour becomes the purifier of your soul. 
Everyday life becomes part of eternal realms.

3. "Nice to do"s  
The third category has to do with the nice-to-do things. Those are crafts and hobbies and recreational reading and movies and travel and lunches with friends. A lot of women call this “time out.” These things won’t save us. They add variety to our lives, but they won’t save us. When our priorities are on that list, and our time is devoted to those nice-to-do things, our priorities are out of order,
and we lose power.
To walk with the Lord, we have to know what is essential, what is necessary, and what is nice to do. There is a lot to do, but I find that it is amazing how much I get to do on my nice-to-do list. The Lord blesses us with those mercies, but only if the other priorities are in order.

Order. I remember reading one lady's thoughts on the scriptures endorsing a "house of order". She had assumed that essentially meant all of heaven's closets were nicely organized.
What she came to realize was Heaven's order was an order of doing the most important things.
We don't read our scripture to get it out of the way, or even so everything will magically fit ( we've all seen the priorities visual aid). Sometimes it doesn't all fit, and it's not suppose to.
Sometimes we have to decide, this is important, this is eternal, this is what God would choose, and what He's inspiring me to choose!

Sometimes it's not even my schedule that's too busy, it's my mind, my emotions that get all clogged up, and out of focus.

And in the end, what can I do?
I can pray.
I can pray to know, "Lord what would Thou have me do (and not do?), what would Thou have me think (and not think), what would Thou would have me feel (and not waste my energy feeling!)"


Julie B beck has said "life is not clam for most woman"
I pray that amidst our un-calm lives, our hearts can be.
I known peace comes through doing thee essentials, the things that connect us to His grace, the same grace that will make all the rest enough.




PS thanks for fitting in the "nice to do" of reading my blog, even when I ramble on for way too long!
PPS the flutest next door is back and serenaded my while I finally finished writing this.




Saturday, June 4, 2011

I love to see the...

4 am again...just me this time (well and a little tylenol for teething baby Levi).

So while ago I was headed to the temple.

Before I dropped the kids off at Grandma's, I thought I'd do a little drive-by teaching moment.

So I drove up to the temple (paused the DVD:) and said in my best primary voice, "Look McKye! What do you see?"

I watched him in the review mirror as he carefully looked out his window.
Then his face lit up and I thought ahhhh, here comes one of those little
"it's all worth it moments".

McKye then proudly announced...

"A BUS!!!"

Sure enough, there sat a big orange school bus, right in front of my life-size object lesson.

Now to be fair, he's been a little obsessed with the bus on Doodlebops lately (after I forced it upon him as a more age appropriate alternative to rockin' it out to Blur's Wahoo song all day long:)

"What else do you see?" I prompted.

Well, the temple ain't small, but the kids looked and looked...
I finally resorted to humming
"I love to see the..." to which he clued in and exuberantly declared,

"TemPOH!"

Sometimes I think Heavenly Father has things He wants us to see, learn and understand, but we can only see the buses. Like He wants to me to see the beautiful uniqueness of each of my children and but sometimes all I'm seeing is dishes in the sink. (Granted, I think McKye enjoyed the bus, more than I enjoy dishes, but I think the analogy still works).

Hopefully, today I can see past the buses.

(Well, the tylenol ain't cutting it, Levi wants his mom. So I guess that's it for me.)


Photo by my AMAZING friend and hero Rhonda