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Thursday, December 05, 2019

Christmas Advent Readings


CHRISTMAS ADVENT READINGS

December 1: The Angel Gabriel Appears to Mary (Luke 1:26-38)
Additional resources:
*Elder L. Whitney Clayton: “Mary had been a young woman when the angel Gabriel appeared unto her. At first she had been ‘troubled’ by being called ‘highly favoured’ and ‘blessed … among women … and cast in her mind what manner of salutation this should be.’ Gabriel reassured her that she had nothing to fear—the news he brought was good. She would ‘conceive in [her] womb … the Son of the Highest’ and ‘bring forth a son … [who] shall reign over the house of Jacob for ever.’
Mary wondered aloud, ‘How shall this be, seeing I know not a man?’
The angel explained but only briefly, affirming to her that ‘with God nothing [is] impossible.’
Mary humbly responded that she would do what God asked, without demanding to know specifics and undoubtedly in spite of having countless questions about the implications for her life. She committed herself without exactly understanding why He was asking that of her or how things would work out. She accepted God’s word unconditionally and in advance, with little knowledge of what lay ahead. With simple trust in God, Mary said, ‘Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to thy word.’
When we decide to do ‘whatsoever [God] saith unto’ us, we earnestly commit to align our everyday behavior with God’s will. Such simple acts of faith as studying the scriptures daily, fasting regularly, and praying with real intent deepen our well of spiritual capacity to meet the demands of mortality. Over time, simple habits of belief lead to miraculous results. They transform our faith from a seedling into a dynamic power for good in our lives. Then, when challenges come our way, our rootedness in Christ provides steadfastness for our souls. God shores up our weaknesses, increases our joys, and causes ‘all things [to] work together for [our] good.’” (“Whatsoever He Saith unto You, Do It”, April 2017 General Conference)

*Consider listening to “Gabriel’s Message” sung by King’s College Choir: 

December 2: The Beatitudes (3 Nephi 12:3-12)

December 3: Zachariah and Elisabeth to Have a Son Named John (Luke 1:5-22)

December 4: Be the salt of the earth (3 Nephi 12:13-16)
Additional resources
*Pres. Dieter F. Uchtdorf: “A story is told that during the bombing of a city in World War II, a large statue of Jesus Christ was severely damaged. When the townspeople found the statue among the rubble, they mourned because it had been a beloved symbol of their faith and of God’s presence in their lives.
Experts were able to repair most of the statue, but its hands had been damaged so severely that they could not be restored. Some suggested that they hire a sculptor to make new hands, but others wanted to leave it as it was—a permanent reminder of the tragedy of war. Ultimately, the statue remained without hands. However, the people of the city added on the base of the statue of Jesus Christ a sign with these words: ‘You are my hands.’…There is a profound lesson in this story. When I think of the Savior, I often picture Him with hands outstretched, reaching out to comfort, heal, bless, and love. And He always talked with, never down to, people. He loved the humble and the meek and walked among them, ministering to them and offering hope and salvation.
That is what He did during His mortal life; it is what He would be doing if He were living among us today; and it is what we should be doing as His disciples and members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints….
Christ did not just speak about love; He showed it each day of His life. He did not remove Himself from the crowd. Being amidst the people, Jesus reached out to the one. He rescued the lost. He didn’t just teach a class about reaching out in love and then delegate the actual work to others. He not only taught but also showed us how to ‘succor the weak, lift up the hands which hang down, and strengthen the feeble knees.’
Christ knows how to minister to others perfectly. When the Savior stretches out His hands, those He touches are uplifted and become greater, stronger, and better people as a result.
If we are His hands, should we not do the same?” (“You Are My Hands,” April 2010 General Conference)

*Sarah Elizabeth Rowntree: “Remember Christ has no human body now upon the earth but yours; no hands but yours; no feet but yours. Yours, my brothers and sisters, are the eyes through which Christ’s compassion has to look upon the world, and yours are the lips with which His love has to speak.”

*Mormon Message video titled Lessons I Learned as a Boy: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=naqX9iYE0V0

December 5: Mary Visits Elisabeth; John Born to Zachariah and Elisabeth (Luke 1:39-80)

December 6: Reconcile With Your Brother (3 Nephi 12:21-24)

December 7: Alma Prophesies of Christ (Alma 7:7-13)

December 8: Love Your Enemies (3 Nephi 12:38-45)

December 9: The Angel Tells Joseph to Marry Mary (Matthew 1:18-25)

December 10: Forgive (3 Nephi 13:14-15) 
Additional resources:
*Mormon Message video titled Forgiveness: My Burden Was Made Light: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E7zwQ_7q-fU). 

December 11: Nephi Shown Christ’s Mission in the Tree of Life Vision (1 Nephi 11:12-33)

December 12: Seek Eternal Treasures (3 Nephi 13:19-21)

December 13: Samuel Gives the Signs of Christ’s Birth in the Americas (Helaman 14:1-8)

December 14: Cast the Beam Out of Your Own Eye (3 Nephi 14:1-5; John 8:1-11)

December 15: The Nativity (Luke 2:1-20) 
Additional resources:
*Consider listening to King’s College Choir sing “The Infant King”: 
For text, visit https://www.hymnsandcarolsofchristmas.com/Hymns_and_Carols/infant_king.htm. I love how this carol reflects on what will come ahead, the full implications of the Savior’s birth.

*Nativity videos put out by The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints: 


*Our family also likes to watch this movie together each December: 

December 16: The Golden Rule (3 Nephi 14:12; John 13:15)

December 17: “For Unto Us A Child Is Born” (Isaiah 9:2, 6-7)
Additional resources:
*Listen to “Carol of Joy”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ltdFKfJC1F8
For text (so you can follow along!), visit https://danforrest.com/music-catalog/carol-of-joy. I love this one so much! 

December 18: Love One Another (John 13:34-35)
Additional resources:
*Ann Madsen: “[Jesus] taught his apostles, ‘As I have loved you, love one another.’ It sounds so simple a thing until we consider the quality of his love and surely he would have us learn to love as he loves us. ‘This is my commandment, That ye love one another, as I have loved you’ (John 15:12).
How does his love differ from ours or from what we call love? Sometimes we say or mean, ‘I will love you if . . .’ or ‘I love you because . . .’—both qualifiers. Christ shows us how to say, ‘I love and will love you in spite of . . .’ That is the quality of Christ's love. The scriptures give it a special name: charity. It is pure and tender. It is eternal, not pretended, totally sincere, without guile or artifice, not selective, no respecter of persons. Sometimes what we call love is demanding, dominating, or manipulative. But his is selfless; free of ego needs, facing outward, not inward; reaching always outward. If we love in this way, we avoid much disappointment, pain, despair, and we experience more true joy. Sometimes there are those around us whom we love less. We can learn to love them more. Christ loves everybody more. So can we.” (from a talk given at BYU Women’s Conference titled “Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee”)

*Elder Marvin J. Ashton: Charity is, perhaps, in many ways a misunderstood word. We often equate charity with visiting the sick, taking in casseroles to those in need, or sharing our excess with those who are less fortunate. But really, true charity is much, much more.
Real charity is not something you give away; it is something that you acquire and make a part of yourself. And when the virtue of charity becomes implanted in your heart, you are never the same again….Perhaps the greatest charity comes when we are kind to each other, when we don’t judge or categorize someone else, when we simply give each other the benefit of the doubt or remain quiet. Charity is accepting someone’s differences, weaknesses, and shortcomings; having patience with someone who has let us down; or resisting the impulse to become offended when someone doesn’t handle something the way we might have hoped. Charity is refusing to take advantage of another’s weakness and being willing to forgive someone who has hurt us. Charity is expecting the best of each other.” (“The Tongue Can Be a Sharp Sword,” April 1992 General Conference)

December 19: Wise Men Come, Following a Star; Herod Asks Them to Return (Matthew 2:1-11) 
Additional resources:
*As you consider the wise men coming and offering gifts to the Savior, reflect on Christina Rossetti’s poem “In the Bleak Midwinter”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U0aL9rKJPr4. (“What can I give Him?”)

December 20: The Flight Into Egypt and Herod Slaying the Innocent (Matthew 2:13-18) 
Additional resources: 
*Consider listening to the “Coventry Carol”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UFnM8pSsyUU

December 21: Return to Nazareth from Egypt, Baptism of Christ, Childhood and Growing Up Years (Matthew 2:19-23; Matthew 3:1-6, 13-17; Luke 2:40-52)

December 22: The Sacrament, Atonement, and Resurrection of Jesus Christ (Matthew 26-27; D&C 19:16-19; John 20)
Additional resources:
*Elder Neal A. Maxwell: “The more we study, pray, and ponder the awesome Atonement, the more we are willing to acknowledge that we are in His and the Father’s hands. Let us ponder, therefore, these…things. When the unimaginable burden began to weigh upon Christ, it confirmed His long-held and intellectually clear understanding as to what He must now do. His working through began, and Jesus declared: ‘Now is my soul troubled; and what shall I say? Father, save me from this hour.’ Then, whether in spiritual soliloquy or by way of instruction to those about Him, He observed, ‘But for this cause came I unto this hour.’ Later, in Gethsemane, the suffering Jesus began to be ‘sore amazed,’ or, in the Greek, ‘awestruck’ and ‘astonished.’ Imagine, Jehovah, the Creator of this and other worlds, ‘astonished’! Jesus knew cognitively what He must do, but not experientially. He had never personally known the exquisite and exacting process of an atonement before. Thus, when the agony came in its fulness, it was so much, much worse than even He with His unique intellect had ever imagined! No wonder an angel appeared to strengthen Him! The cumulative weight of all mortal sins—past, present, and future—pressed upon that perfect, sinless, and sensitive Soul! All our infirmities and sicknesses were somehow, too, a part of the awful arithmetic of the Atonement. The anguished Jesus not only pled with the Father that the hour and cup might pass from Him, but with this relevant citation. ‘And he said, Abba, Father, all things are possible unto thee; take away this cup from me.’ Had not Jesus, as Jehovah, said to Abraham, ‘Is any thing too hard for the Lord?’ Had not His angel told a perplexed Mary, ‘For with God nothing shall be impossible?’ Jesus’ request was not theater! In this extremity, did He, perchance, hope for a rescuing ram in the thicket? I do not know. His suffering—as it were, enormity multiplied by infinity—evoked His later soul-cry on the cross, and it was a cry of forsakenness. Even so, Jesus maintained this sublime submissiveness, as He had in Gethsemane: ‘Nevertheless not as I will, but as thou wilt.’ …The wondrous and glorious Atonement was the central act in all of human history. It was the hinge on which all else that finally matters turned. But it turned upon Jesus’ spiritual submissiveness! May we now, in our time and turn, be ‘willing to submit.’” (“Willing to Submit,” April 1985 General Conference)

*Elder David A. Bednar: “Most of us know that when we do things wrong and need help to overcome the effects of sin in our lives, the Savior has made it possible for us to become clean through His redeeming power. But do we also understand that the Atonement is for faithful men and women who are obedient, worthy, and conscientious and who are striving to become better and serve more faithfully? I wonder if we fail to fully acknowledge this strengthening aspect of the Atonement in our lives and mistakenly believe we must carry our load all alone—through sheer grit, willpower, and discipline and with our obviously limited capacities. It is one thing to know that Jesus Christ came to the earth to die for us. But we also need to appreciate that the Lord desires, through His Atonement and by the power of the Holy Ghost, to enliven us—not only to guide but also to strengthen and heal us.…The Savior has suffered not just for our sins and iniquities—but also for our physical pains and anguish, our weaknesses and shortcomings, our fears and frustrations, our disappointments and discouragement, our regrets and remorse, our despair and desperation, the injustices and inequities we experience, and the emotional distresses that beset us. There is no physical pain, no spiritual wound, no anguish of soul or heartache, no infirmity or weakness you or I ever confront in mortality that the Savior did not experience first.” (“Bear Up Their Burdens with Ease,” April 2014 General Conference)

*President Dieter F. Uchtdorf: “We often speak of the Savior’s atonement---and rightly so!…But as ‘we talk of Christ, … rejoice in Christ, … preach of Christ, [and] prophesy of Christ’ at every opportunity, we must never lose our sense of awe and profound gratitude for the eternal sacrifice of the Son of God. The Savior’s atonement cannot become commonplace in our teaching, in our conversation, or in our hearts. It is sacred and holy, for it was through this ‘great and last sacrifice’ that Jesus the Christ brought ‘salvation to all those who shall believe on his name.’” (“The Gift of Grace,” April 2015 General Conference, emphasis added)
*President James E. Faust: “Jesus saith unto her, Woman, why weepest thou?” The Savior was speaking not just to the sorrowing Mary. He was also speaking to us—men, women, and children and all of mankind ever born or yet to be born, for the tears of sorrow, pain, or remorse are the common lot of mankind. The complexities of this life at times tend to be very dehumanizing and overwhelming. …Many who think that life is unfair do not see things within the larger vision of what the Savior did for us through the Atonement and the Resurrection. Each of us has at times agony, heartbreak, and despair when we must, like Job, reach deep down inside to the bedrock of our own faith. The depth of our belief in the Resurrection and the Atonement of the Savior will, I believe, determine the measure of courage and purpose with which we meet life’s challenges.” (from a talk titled “Woman, Why Weepest Thou?,” October 1996 General Conference)

December 23: Repent & Preach the Gospel (3 Nephi 18:18-32; Mark 16:15; D&C 18:9-15) 
Additional resources:
*Pres. Russell M. Nelson: “Nothing is more liberating, more ennobling, or more crucial to our individual progression than is a regular, daily focus on repentance. Repentance is not an event; it is a process. It is the key to happiness and peace of mind. When coupled with faith, repentance opens our access to the power of the Atonement of Jesus Christ.
Whether you are diligently moving along the covenant path, have slipped or stepped from the covenant path, or can’t even see the path from where you are now, I plead with you to repent. Experience the strengthening power of daily repentance—of doing and being a little better each day.
When we choose to repent, we choose to change! We allow the Savior to transform us into the best version of ourselves. We choose to grow spiritually and receive joy—the joy of redemption in Him. When we choose to repent, we choose to become more like Jesus Christ!” (“We Can Do Better and Be Better,” April 2019 General Conference)

*“Preach the gospel at all times, and when necessary, use words.” (attributed to Francis of Assisi, but not verifiable)

December 24: Feed My Sheep and Trust in the Savior (John 21:15-17)
Additional resources: 
*Elder Robert C. Gay: “One of my favorite scriptures is John 4:4, which reads, ‘And he must needs go through Samaria.’ Why do I love that scripture? Because Jesus did not need to go to Samaria. The Jews of His day despised the Samaritans and traveled a road around Samaria. But Jesus chose to go there to declare before all the world for the first time that He was the promised Messiah. For this message, He chose not only an outcast group but also a woman—and not just any woman but a woman living in sin—someone considered at that time to be the least of the least. I believe Jesus did this so that each of us may always understand that His love is greater than our fears, our wounds, our addictions, our doubts, our temptations, our sins, our broken families, our depression and anxieties, our chronic illness, our poverty, our abuse, our despair, and our loneliness. He wants all to know there is nothing and no one He is unable to heal and deliver to enduring joy.” (“Taking Upon Ourselves the Name of Jesus Christ,” October 2018 General Conference)

December 25: God So Loved the World (John 3:16; John 11:25-26; 2 Nephi 2:8)



Thursday, February 15, 2018

Love Day Selfies

The festive table,
balloons, table scatter,
and yummy food was good and all, 
but when I remember Love Day this year, 
it's gonna be all about 
these family selfies tonight.
Every time I look at Isaiah in this next one, he looks like #grannytown.
And it cracks me right up.
(The same time that Benj is playing thug life. They kill me.)
#stilllaughing
And in this last one, everyone's pretending they're in a romantic kiss.
Benj even has the arms going. 
Oh boy.

This throwback of Mia from Valentine's dinner 5 years ago goes right along with this theme, so I thought I'd share it again. (It's one of my faves.)
I think Audrey Hepburn had it right when she said this:

"The best thing to hold onto 
in life is each other."

#always
#happyvalentinesday

Sunday, December 31, 2017

At the End of the Year

It's December 31st and fireworks are going off outside as I write.
Just a week ago tonight, I was watching snow falling magically outside the front window, late on Christmas Eve. 
The kids were asleep and the house was peaceful. 
I went out after midnight and stood in it for a few minutes, just listening and watching.

I'd been awake early that morning making orange rolls.
Ralph brought me over almond extract and lemon juice before 8 a.m.
Mia and Isaiah came upstairs, the tree was aglow, and Russian tea (recipe here) was simmering on the stove.
It smelled like Christmas and we all listened, expectantly, for that first lone voice singing the first verse of
At that moment, Christmas begins at our house.
The Rudolphs came for breakfast, and Kurt, Heidi, Goldie, and Moses.
My brother Brian and I had Christmas fettuccine later for dinner.

The kitchen smelled festive on the 23rd as well.
Mia and I were rolling out gingerbread dough, cutting out the pieces for the kids' houses, and the 
house was tight and warm and filled with the smell of ginger and cinnamon and cloves. 
It made me happy.

Later in the afternoon we put them together before snuggling up to watch "The Family Stone".
That night, the decorating went down once Claire and the boys came home.

And on Christmas morning? 
The world was white outside and it was beautiful. The kids opened stockings and presents, we listened to carols,
I put on my new pajamas from my sister and made roll dough again and kept putting logs on the fire.
You could hear the sound of a snowblower and we looked outside to see our neighbor plowing the front walks and our driveway too. Bless him.
We gathered with my family later in the day, like we always do on Christmas: delicious food, the best company, cracking up and playing games and eating pie.
And then, in just a minute, it's all over and here we are:
it's the night before the new year.

In the morning I'll be taking the ornaments off the branches, putting stuff back up in the attic, and preparing New Year's dinner so we can start the year off with bubbly and sparklers.
In the last few minutes of this year, I'm going to savor the lights on my Christmas tree one more time and then have the kids get ready to run outside at twelve to bang on pots and pans and shout "Happy New Year!" into the dark sky.

2017 was good to us.
I hope she was good to you too.

Thursday, September 14, 2017

First Day

This was the first year where back to school meant going to public school.
Yep.
I said it.
The night before found me running to the store to buy some treats for their plates the next night at our "back to school" dinner.
I came home and stayed up late at the kitchen table writing them notes and hiding them in their backpacks with bubble gum, along with some notes from their dad.

I woke them up the next morning and made waffles with peaches and whipped cream for breakfast.
Threw a roast and some onions in the crock pot for dinner.
Everyone was out of bed, fast, the nerves and newness evident.
We ate, I made lunches for them and did Mia's hair.
We gathered in the school room before we left and I asked them to think of a story in the scriptures that exemplified courage, and then a time in their lives where they'd needed courage.
Isaiah referenced Daniel in the lions' den.
Benj talked about mountain biking for the first time, how he was simultaneously excited and scared.
Mia referenced a scriptural story where an individual had to go back and admit he was wrong. 

Then I read them a verse that I love in Deuteronomy (31:6):
"Be strong and of a good courage, fear not, nor be afraid...for the Lord thy God, He it is that doth go with thee; He will not fail thee, nor forsake thee."

And we prayed together in that room, with sun streaming in through the east windows.
Then we got up to go and I gave them skittles for their pockets.
They looked so cute.
Then, it was quick:
load in the car, drive to the school, drop them off.
They had balloons in a big arch out front and fun music blaring. 
The principal and several teachers were there to welcome all the kids on the first day and giving high fives. It was really awesome.
I hugged them goodbye and was fine until I could tell that Mia was on the verge of crying.
I called her back to the car and hugged her again and she held tight with teary eyes.

I was so proud watching them walk into school.
They didn't look back.
Even thinking about it now makes me tear up.
I drove away and cried.

But Claire and I kept busy that day.
We had two doctor appointments for me, and in between we hit the store to get balloons for our dinner.
At the second appointment we sat in the lobby reading while waiting to get called back.
(And incidentally, this is one of my very favorite picture books. If you haven't read Wilfred Gordon MacDonald Partridge, do it. It's tender and sweet. I love it every time.)

And then, soon enough, it was time to go and get them.
We waited anxiously in the car, watching for them.
And when they rounded the corner and saw us waiting there, they came running!

We drove home and went into the front room and they talked non-stop.
And then it was time for dinner.
Mia was helping with gravy, 
Isaiah was mixing the mashed potatoes (fresh out of the bathtub in his robe), I got out my Grandma Vera's rose china, set the table, and put a candy bar and tic tacs on each of their plates.
Oh, and snuggled this girl.
Menu: fall apart roast and onions, mashed potatoes, scratch gravy, roasted carrots, salad.
And, of course, "Christmas juice."
Here's to new beginnings.

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

11

They turned 11, and the day was much like the Monday afternoon of the day they were born.
I remember laying there, pushing those boys out of my body, and noticing the bright blue sky outside and the sunshine.
It was a beautiful day.
Funny what you remember. 

We had friends show up at 7:45 this morning with donuts, a sweet and lovely surprise for the boys.
I was already cooking sausage and planning to make scrambled eggs, but it turned out they ate donuts and sausage instead.
(Healthy.)

When we dropped them off at school, Claire and I ran errands and then came home to do party prep:
making chocolate cake (scratch chocolate cake with scratch peanut butter frosting and crumbled peanut butter cups)
and filling favor bags.

Then it was time to make the relay lists for the party. I split the boys into two teams and explained what they had to do: an act of service, 50 jumping jacks, a round of pictionary, a round of tricks on the trampoline, an egg/spoon relay down the backyard, 2 times around the block, and a scavenger hunt for 4 things. The winning team got full-size candy bars.
They nailed it, it was entertaining, and it kept things from getting too crazy. (You've got to harness the energy of all those tween boys!)
After the party was over, a lazy couple of glorious hours ensued. My sister and I talked on the deck. After she left, I sent friends home and made tacos and we took some pictures and then sat down to eat.
And then we gathered round for a new tradition: drawing words for the birthday peeps from the "oracle" box one of my sisters gave to me on my birthday this year, and writing wishes for the birthday peeps for the coming year. 
I choked up with one of Claire's simple messages:
Dear Isaiah, On your birthday I want to tell you that I love you always. Love, Claire
Mia wished that Benji would get a lego set that would end up being one of his all-time favorites and that Isaiah would make a meaningful friend.
Isaiah capitalized on a family joke when he wished Benji a bowl of salad.

And me? I offered a wish about Benj not letting fear hold him back, and I choked up when I read it out loud. (Isn't that one of those life lessons that most of us have to learn again and again?) And for Isaiah? That he'd make a delectable cake and get some new cologne, among other things.
And tonight, after the sound effects of a "fart in a can" gift Benji got had died down (You should have seen the laughter and fart imitations going down among all those boys while we were eating cake and ice cream and opening presents on the back lawn. I couldn't help it. I could. not. restrain. my laughter.), they read in their beds and then made me laugh with a rendition of "Do Your Ears Hang Low" that references the male anatomy as taught to them by a friend. 
(Insert: "Do your balls hang low?")

Oh. my. word.

And due to party prep, I didn't get to work today. The result? I worked late and looked up from my screen periodically at the three of them that fell asleep in my room. 
And you know what?
Tonight I’m feeling very aware of something as I look at each of them; their lengthening bodies, their peaceful faces, the noise of the day now quiet and still. 
It's that gentle, beautiful ache that reminds me they’ll be gone before I know it.
They have been--and are--the greatest privilege of my life.

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