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Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Wearing My Sunday Best

Dear Friend C,

I haven't written for awhile.  I remember something you told me once about perspective and I had a good experience to share back with you about perspective.

I was sitting in Sacrament Meeting a few weeks ago when all of a sudden my daughter bumped one of my hair clips.  This wouldn't have to be a big deal, and for most people it might not be, but bumping one of my hair clips, that is holding an unruly (slightly curly) mane, into something presentable is a big deal.

As I was worried about what my hair might look like and thinking about how long of a walk to the bathroom it'd be to find out, I started to take stock of the rest of my appearance.

Maybe Messed Up Hair - check
Rumpled Wrinkly Clothes - check
Sweaty (and Maybe Smelly?) Armpits - check
Baby Liquids on Clothes - check
Worn Off Lipstick - check
By the time I had gone through my whole appearance, I was feeling rather disheveled.  What a great word.....but not a great feeling.

I told myself it didn't really matter what others thought about me, but I just felt like I wasn't wearing my "Sunday best".  I grew up having been taught that you wore your very best to Church and consequently the temple.  Conference talks have long since agreed.  We've been reminded to not wear flip flops or casual attire.  The standards for youth (For the Strength of Youth) says, "Through your dress and appearance, you can show that you know how precious your body is.  You can show that you are a disciple of Jesus Christ and that you love Him."  I wanted Jesus Christ to know that I loved Him.  I wanted to follow Him.  I wanted to be His disciple.

So as I sat in Sacrament Meeting feeling......disheveled.....I kind of muttered to myself,

"I'm sorry, Savior."

I truly felt it.  Despite having dressed and prepared that morning for my Sunday best, I felt bad it hadn't translated to sitting during the Sacrament with my dress reflecting that I was HIS disciple.

Or did it?

I realized that my hair clip had been bumped, because my daughter was climbing on my lap to sit and snuggle close and feel of my love for her.  Same with the rumpled clothes.....two kids being given attention, showing them that they mattered, loving them as the Savior would have and parenting them as their Heavenly Father would have.

I was extra hot and sweaty from having arrived at church alone with my two children.  I had been responsible to carry in the baby and his car seat in one arm with a cookie sheet filled with materials for my calling in the Primary, my daughter's Primary talk, and my purse all in the other arm.  Mix in I live in a hot, humid climate and yes I had definitely raised my core body temp with the mini workout.  Why was I alone?  I was supporting my husband as he had attended an early morning meeting then immediately sat down to play music at the organ as he was responsible for the organ music that day.  Double duty, not a usual thing, which is why I wasn't used to doing all of this alone.  Supporting my husband complete two assignments is definitely a worthy cause that I think the Savior approves of.

I know I haven't really posted the story of my Son yet, but if you've been with me at all, then you know that I've posted about infertility and adoption.....Son was a surprise miracle.  His journey here was something else, but he is here now, and so I feel a great sense of gratitude and responsibility for him.  Babies have all sorts of things coming out of their mouth, but I'd rather have whatever concoction of ickiness than nothing at all with no baby.  I'm fulfilling my divine role as a mother, nurturing and caring for one of Heavenly Father's spirit children.  All part of The Plan, the same plan that the Savior volunteered for.

My lipstick was nearly gone by the time we got to church because as we were driving, my daughter was reviewing her Primary talk.  She was practicing re-telling a story and I was coaching her on the right things to say and in what order.  Also, I was demonstrating how to talk into a microphone.  I had clenched up my fist to pretend it was the microphone and was showing that there should be space in-between her lips and the microphone.  Then I put my lips on my hand to show her that when you spoke that way, the words were not clear (and not hygienic).  This resulted in a loss of lipstick and no chance to reapply, but I was teaching my child.   I'm raising two future missionaries to preach of His Church, His Gospel, to be His disciples just like I am now.

So while to the average eye I was rumpled, messy, wet, not pristine or perfect, my perspective changed and I knew that I was okay.  Better than okay.  I WAS giving my Savior, my absolute Sunday best.  Every single one of my actions was connected to building up His Church.

And isn't that about the BEST way to spend a Sunday?

I love you.

His disciple,
Lindsay

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

My Small Car

Dear Readers,

"Mom, why does she have a small car?"

An innocent little girl truly wanted to know, why I didn't have a mini van like their family did and probably every other family that she knows.

Well, I just don't have need for more than 4 seats.

There's Me, Husband, Daughter, and Son.


To be clear, this is MY son that miraculously grew in my tummy (not a foster/adopt).  I figured it was time to introduce him here on the blog, but if I thought I was protective of my daughter on the internet, I can't believe how hesitant I have been to post Son here.  Revealing that Son is here will make blogging some things easier.  I've been holding several to post until I revealed my little cutie.  Also, I was without internet which is why we missed a couple of weeks.

The longest story on earth (the story of my children) will be told another day, just know that he is here.

I answered the girl that I had a "teeny weeny family" and so I just needed a teeny weeny small car.  Her family had 5 kids in it, so every seat was filled in the van.  I told her that Heavenly Father wanted her family to big so she needed a big car and He wanted my family to be small so I had a small car.

Ever since discovering that the Sharing time outline theme for 2014 is about the family....officially called Families are Forever (see previous post)....I can't stop thinking about it!  I can't get the song "The Family is of God" out of my head.  It's so happy and positive about families and I love the lyrics that teach the doctrine!

Abruptly,
Lindsay

Monday, September 2, 2013

Preparing Teenagers

Dear Readers,

Maybe no one else cares, but the 2014 Sharing time outline is now available.  I care and have been anxiously waiting to get to sneak ahead.  I love seeing if anything will overlap with the remainder of this year so that the children will get extra repetition.

Find it here!  We're talking about families.

I keep meaning to mention that I spend my time in Primary.  When I was asked to work with these children (ages 3-11), the Bishop specifically charged me with the task of preparing teenagers.   Having been previously over the 12-18 year-olds, I know what an important job that is.  Working with youth can easily be crisis control, especially if they don't come from a great home situation.  As a leader it makes the job a lot harder.  Parents are first teachers and we're supposed to support them.  Not the other way around.  We all know that every situation isn't ideal so leaders often try to fill in the gaps, especially when the youth have a testimony and desire to follow the teachings of Christ's church and the parents don't.  (I love working with the youth too, even if they do need some extra lovin'.). There are so many great youth with such bright futures, but I would ache for them because they were years behind where they could have been if they had better parent support.

Which is why I love to teach in the Primary and try to help them before they are teenagers and are in need of some crisis control.  And why it'll be especially great to be focused on forever families that are ordained of God next year.

Awww, and quickly previewing the outline song.....it looks so perfect to teach this doctrine.  I am so blessed to be in Primary.

Peekingly,
Lindsay