My Old Friend Pain

Last week I waged a battle with the back yard weeds. It felt so good to grab their bodies and jerk them from the soil. They are unwelcome visitors…they take up precious space. I could grow flowers or vegetables there. Handful after handful. I filled two large yellow leaf bags, and then looked around, and went for the squatters in another small-ish area, and then another, and then, just one more to fill the bag firmly. I was proud of myself. I had won the war, or, at least the battle of the day!

That afternoon, Bob and I went to the zoo…just to walk around and enjoy our favorite friends. I no sooner entered through the gate than I felt incredible drained and tired, and, the father I went, the more I realized that I was in pain. It actually took me a couple of days to realize that the weed-warrior had some serious battle scars in the low back!

So, I’ve been limping around and feeling old and broken. It reminds me of the poem Bob wrote many years ago when he cracked a vertebrae. I’m sure I’ve posted this one before, but, here it is again:

Each day I live you come to me,
Almost always by surprise.
You have no thought of decency,
From my tip-toes to my eyes.
Sometimes you stay just a little while,
Other times you stay too long.
And when you do, you sing to me, a very painful song.
But, dear old friend, thank God for you,
For without your warning signs,
I would not know and could not know
Those injuries of mine.
And I would probably bleed to death,
Or something just as bad,
If you weren’t there to counsel me
By helping me feel bad.
So, my dear friend, thank God for you
Just one more time.
‘Cause when you’re gone, and I feel good,
That feeling is sublime!

The following link is to mormonchannel.org and contains a 3-minute video of a man who endured a lot of pain. It makes me feel grateful that my pain will subside. It’s not something I have to live with, as so many others do (my husband included).

http://www.mormonchannel.org/watch/series/im-a-mormon/tim-hurst-running-on-faith

Share your stories of pain, please!

Eternity

Many people want to see a miracle. They want to see something that says there is a God; and yet, all around us is the handiwork and majesty of life–from the perfection of a little ant to the perfection of an elephant, or each flower and tree, to the moon or sun, or anything!

Is life for the moment? Is that all we really have?
Can we work toward tomorrow? Or is that really bad?
In our world, fleeting moments seem to stifle most our dreams.
Is there something worth relying on, or is it all a scheme?
Does the universe not care? Is God unfeeling too?
What makes life worthwhile, if nothing’s really true?
If each child’s own pathway has no guidelines for their life,
Then what is the reason for becoming mates through life?
If it all ends with the grave, than let passion rule my life.
If selfishness brings happiness, then take all that we can.
Does it really matter if we hurt our fellowman?
Can you see love in a flower as it blooms in early spring?
Can you see love in the floating of a bird upon it’s wings?
Yet, who’s the Master Painter who paints all that we see?
In endless living color, through all eternity?

http://www.lds.org/media-library/video/2013-10-017-gods-greatest-creation?lang=eng

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Be Christ’s Hands

Be Christ’s hands and heart to others here upon the earth.
Look to other’s needs and heartaches, and we will find true worth.
If we think too much of ourselves, our worries grow within.
When we serve the weak and poor, we gain pure light and win.

Recently, our church, the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, has challenged us to step outside ourselves and to minister unto others, using Jesus Christ as our example. The following short video (less than 2 minutes) illustrates that challenge.

http://www.lds.org/mycalling/ministering/a-vision-of-ministering?lang=eng

We have all been the recipient of well-timed service. I am grateful for those people who were discerning enough to see my needs, and, with the Spirit’s help, know how to meet those needs with simple acts of kindness, usually small, such as a note, or a phone call. Let us all make this world a better place by being Christ’s hands on a more consistent basis.

Strength

The strength that really matters, child, isn’t found within one’s arm.
True strength is found in love, my child, toward thy fellowman.
To love and share and help, my child, or just to understand,
That, if I could, I’d help the one, fallen in despair,
To lift the souls that want to grow, and comfort them in prayer.
True strength, my child, is something that comes from up above,
And guides each torn and sin-tossed soul to God’s eternal love.

http://www.lds.org/media-library/video/im-a-mormon/im-a-mormon-2011?lang=eng

Strength and courage…what is the difference? Do we need one to have the other? Does one come first? Give me some examples, please!

One Day

Last month we took an extended vacation to one of our most beloved places: the Oregon coast. Almost as a last minute thought, we decided to take our 3 oldest grandchildren along (ages 14, 13, and 7). To be honest…I had my doubts that we could successfully endure 17 days. There would be a lot of driving on several days, probably 8+ hours, and those kids usually complain after 1-2 hours! And, I’m not sure they really are into appreciating scenery. Will we be able to have enough for them to do? Enough to EAT? Will they fight and quarrel to the point of driving us insane? We both decided to give it our best effort, and to really try to show them how much we love them. And now, looking back on it, I think perhaps it is one of the best trips we’ve ever taken. Those 3 were a positive delight. Their exuberance at their first ocean sight and encounter forcefully reminded me of how wondrous the ocean really is. I saw it all through different eyes, the eyes of children.

There is definitely something about being together, away from home, for more than just a few hours. Bonds were reinforced, connections made, and love grows. Memories will fuel me for a long time, and I hope that will also be true for them. I hope in years and decades to come, that they will reflect upon events of this trip, and find comfort and strengthen in them because they know of our love for them, and they will know that they are important, valued and treasured, just as was expressed by Russell M. Nelson, president of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. He shared a profound family acronym about his feelings for his children and grandchildren: LAWN: Loved, Adored, Wanted, Needed.

The following short video expresses the value of spending time together as a family. I can strongly relate to the comments at the end by the grandparents, expressing that phone calls just don’t take the place of time together.

http:///www.lds.org/media-library/video/2013-09-015-our-fun-family-vacation?category=mormon-messages/mormon-messages-2013&lang=eng

There is so much beauty in one day,
If man can open up his eyes,
To look at God’s great canvas,
From a flower, to the skies,
From the delicate color
In a butterfly’s wings,
The the majestic blues and greys
On the mountain side.
For here lies God’s creation,
My testimony and eternal progression
To those who follow love.