Today during Sacrament meeting, someone shared the New Testament story of the woman sick with a blood disease. She could find no other way to heal her broken body, and did all she could: she sat waiting simply to touch the hem of the Savior's Garment.
It was an extremely simple act of faith, but it was rejuvenating for her soul. It changed her. It healed her.
The speaker in Sacrament Meeting pointed out that when we come to church, it is our simple act of faith, of reaching out to touch the Savior's robe.We act in faith, coming, knowing the action is small, but it is what we can offer. We know we must seek His power, if only our fingertips can grasp it.
Sunday, December 7, 2014
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Cake
Today is my Mentor Teacher's birthday. The three of us Special Ed teachers got together early this morning to get ready. We decorated, signed the card, arranged the flowers, and displayed the GIANT Costco cake.
The kids were so distracted by it this morning, we invited them to just go in her office and look.
Fifteen minutes later, one little first grader kept looking into the office longingly. Eventually she turned to me and asked sincerely,
"When are we going to the party?"
"What party?"
She motioned her head towards the office...
"Oh honey, there is no party."
"But there are balloons and stuff."
"We just decorated to celebrate."
She thought for a little while. You could tell it wasn't quite computing in her head. Finally she said,
"But why is there CAKE?"
I tried not to die.
She was totally right. I guess if there is a birthday, decorations, and a cake....and you are 7....Then of COURSE there is a party.
The kids were so distracted by it this morning, we invited them to just go in her office and look.
Fifteen minutes later, one little first grader kept looking into the office longingly. Eventually she turned to me and asked sincerely,
"When are we going to the party?"
"What party?"
She motioned her head towards the office...
"Oh honey, there is no party."
"But there are balloons and stuff."
"We just decorated to celebrate."
She thought for a little while. You could tell it wasn't quite computing in her head. Finally she said,
"But why is there CAKE?"
I tried not to die.
She was totally right. I guess if there is a birthday, decorations, and a cake....and you are 7....Then of COURSE there is a party.
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Happiness
The Wilkins Clan is planning to load everyone (and the dog) up and drive to California for Christmas. We will be going to Disneyland. (Mostly because Mom said one day that we should, so we are.)
I was telling someone how excited I was for it...and I was told sometimes I act just like my kids (students)...in relation to being giddy.
I quickly responded....
"Why not let that kind of happiness be a part of every day life? Happiness is the purpose of existence, so I try to embrace it however I can.
I like to savor the moments of:
- a giggling child
- the smell of something delightful in the kitchen
- the colorful array of flowers
- a simple joke that is quite clever
- the warmth of a beloved quilt
- a tender kiss
- a simplistically elegant instrumental song
- the warmth of men's voices singing
There is always something to treasure...something we can be happy about."
I was telling someone how excited I was for it...and I was told sometimes I act just like my kids (students)...in relation to being giddy.
I quickly responded....
"Why not let that kind of happiness be a part of every day life? Happiness is the purpose of existence, so I try to embrace it however I can.
I like to savor the moments of:
- a giggling child
- the smell of something delightful in the kitchen
- the colorful array of flowers
- a simple joke that is quite clever
- the warmth of a beloved quilt
- a tender kiss
- a simplistically elegant instrumental song
- the warmth of men's voices singing
There is always something to treasure...something we can be happy about."
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Hidden Wounds - September Ensign 2014
Since returning home from my mission, I have been continually exposed to the pain and reality of pornography in today's society. I have seen it take over the lives of people I care about. I have seen the pain of those indirectly affected. I have seen families become filled with hurt as they watch one they love struggle. I have seen the joy and beauty of the Atonement. I have seen the full spectrum of its influence.
I was reading through the September 2014 Ensign yesterday, and discovered something wonderful. It was a article for parents about teenagers and their exposure to pornography. It was very straightforward, and I greatly appreciated it. It is not a matter of if our children come in contact with pornography, but when. And when it happens, how will they handle the situation. How will we handle the outcomes? Will we act as the Savior would?
I was so impressed by the perspective presented in the introduction, that I wanted to share it. Even though I know there are a grand total of 5 people who actually read this, I want the world to know this was a big deal for me.
Hidden Wounds - By: Jennifer Grace Fallon
"In the great battle for the city Cumeni, Helaman tells of his 2,060 stripling warriors who 'fought most desperately' against their enemies (Alma 57:19). While 'there was not one soul of them who did perish' in battle, 'neither was there one soul among them who had not received many wounds" (Alma 57:25). Many of these teenage soldiers were so terribly wounded that they fainted from the loss of blood.
"These young warriors fought a battle that their parents could not fight for them, and they fought it because their society had been attacked. A similarly disastrous war rages among modern teenagers, for similar reasons. Today's parents can no more fight the spiritual battles for their youth than the people of Ammon could. But they can learn to recognize the spiritual wounds this war inflicts and arm their children with the knowledge and resources they will need to survive."
Wow. I wish I had seen it this way before. Maybe my heart would not have been so hard when this war appeared in my line of sight. Maybe I would have been more loving and courageous myself. Maybe judgements would be more Christ-like.
I was reading through the September 2014 Ensign yesterday, and discovered something wonderful. It was a article for parents about teenagers and their exposure to pornography. It was very straightforward, and I greatly appreciated it. It is not a matter of if our children come in contact with pornography, but when. And when it happens, how will they handle the situation. How will we handle the outcomes? Will we act as the Savior would?
I was so impressed by the perspective presented in the introduction, that I wanted to share it. Even though I know there are a grand total of 5 people who actually read this, I want the world to know this was a big deal for me.
Hidden Wounds - By: Jennifer Grace Fallon
"In the great battle for the city Cumeni, Helaman tells of his 2,060 stripling warriors who 'fought most desperately' against their enemies (Alma 57:19). While 'there was not one soul of them who did perish' in battle, 'neither was there one soul among them who had not received many wounds" (Alma 57:25). Many of these teenage soldiers were so terribly wounded that they fainted from the loss of blood.
"These young warriors fought a battle that their parents could not fight for them, and they fought it because their society had been attacked. A similarly disastrous war rages among modern teenagers, for similar reasons. Today's parents can no more fight the spiritual battles for their youth than the people of Ammon could. But they can learn to recognize the spiritual wounds this war inflicts and arm their children with the knowledge and resources they will need to survive."
Wow. I wish I had seen it this way before. Maybe my heart would not have been so hard when this war appeared in my line of sight. Maybe I would have been more loving and courageous myself. Maybe judgements would be more Christ-like.
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Changing Lives
I discovered this quote today....
I think it might have the power to change my life....
I'm afraid to let it...which is silly. I have to let go of my small amount of control, and let Him have it. I have to be vulnerable....
But if I am vulnerable, I might find what I have always saught.
I think it might have the power to change my life....
I'm afraid to let it...which is silly. I have to let go of my small amount of control, and let Him have it. I have to be vulnerable....
But if I am vulnerable, I might find what I have always saught.
“God is eagerly waiting for the chance to answer your prayers and fulfill your dreams, just as he always has. But he can't if you don't pray, and he can't if you don't dream. In short, he can't if you don't believe.”
― Jeffrey R. Holland
Tender Moments
Very rarely do I slow down enough to stop and calm my troubled heart. Or even slow down enough to ask for Heavenly Father to calm my troubled heart.
This morning, I fell on my knees and begged that my heart be calmed.
And then I had a wonderful moment where I connected with Heaven.
Thank heavens for tender moments, and tender thoughts.
(And surprisingly, thank heavens for these little quotes)
Monday, October 6, 2014
Something Amazing Just Happened!
Something Amazing Just Happened.
I was in the middle of my humdrum day, doing my normal humdrum teaching stuff...BUT I LOVED IT!
I LOVE MY JOB!!!!!
It just came to me.
And by the end of the day, it was confirmed again!
Today my math lesson with R and E was FANTASTICALLY fun. We started off with lots of fun energy....but then E decided he should be a detective. So we started acting everything out like we were detectives. (We had to whisper, use our magnifying glasses, and solve the case.) Then he decided he should be a cowboy detective (and he started using a cowboy voice). I then had to refer to him as Cowboy Detective E. (And R was Cowgirl R). But it got better! I did the entire rest of the lesson in my cowboy voice! And by the end of the Lesson, Cowboy Detective E was using his skills to look for Star Wars Droids!
BWAHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I love my job!
I was in the middle of my humdrum day, doing my normal humdrum teaching stuff...BUT I LOVED IT!
I LOVE MY JOB!!!!!
It just came to me.
And by the end of the day, it was confirmed again!
Today my math lesson with R and E was FANTASTICALLY fun. We started off with lots of fun energy....but then E decided he should be a detective. So we started acting everything out like we were detectives. (We had to whisper, use our magnifying glasses, and solve the case.) Then he decided he should be a cowboy detective (and he started using a cowboy voice). I then had to refer to him as Cowboy Detective E. (And R was Cowgirl R). But it got better! I did the entire rest of the lesson in my cowboy voice! And by the end of the Lesson, Cowboy Detective E was using his skills to look for Star Wars Droids!
BWAHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I love my job!
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