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Friday, January 31, 2014

Look Up

     My niece, Harper, is almost a year old.  She's getting so big!  Time really does go faster the older you get.  She's learning to walk.  She will do it holding onto a couch or sometimes to someone's fingers.  She has a walker that she uses and when grabbing onto it she'll walk by herself across the room.  It's so funny to see her learning to get her balance and move those feet the best that she can as she imitates all those she sees who can walk with much more dexterity and ease.
     I was thinking about her yesterday and realized something.  She's not a pro-walker yet, she's unsteady, slow, not very confident, but when she walks, instead of looking at the ground to make sure of her footing, she's looking up.  This realization surprised me.  Her natural inclination is not to look down, but up.
     Have you ever realized whether or not you have a habit of looking down when you walk?  Maybe some of you don't, but I know there are times when I realize that I'm looking at my feet when walking or thinking.  It seems to happen more dramatically and more often during times I feel weighed down with cares or at particularly contemplative times.  Why is this?  I doubt that little Harper is the exception to the rule.  Now that I think about it, isn't that how babies normally learn to walk?  By looking up?  If so, then when do we start setting our sights lower until we are literally looking at the ground as we go through daily life?
     It's true that life is much more complicated now than when we were fresh from another world and had no more cares than whether we were fed, warm and clean.  I think as the additional worries of this life unfold to us, we start to physically feel the difference and now as an adult I, at least, have times when it's difficult to look up at all.  It takes so much energy and life is so exhausting!
     Elder Carl B. Cook told a story about such a time in his life in a speech he gave in General Conference in 2011.  "At the end of a particularly tiring day toward the end of my first week as a General Authority, my briefcase was overloaded and my mind was preoccupied with the question 'How can I possibly do this?'  I left the office of the Seventy and entered the elevator of the Church Administration Building.  As the elevator descended, my head was down and I stared blankly at the floor.
     "The door opened and someone entered, but I didn't look up.  As the door closed, I heard someone ask, 'What are you looking at down there?'  I recognized that voice- it was President Thomas S. Monson.
     "I quickly looked up and responded, 'Oh, nothing.'  (I'm sure that clever response inspired confidence in my abilities!)
     "But he had seen my subdued countenance and my heavy briefcase.  he smiled and lovingly suggested, while pointing heavenward, 'It is better to look up!'  As we traveled down one more level, he cheerfully explained that he was on his way to the temple.  When he bid me farewell, his parting glance spoke again to my heart, 'Now, remember, it is better to look up.'"
     Elder Cook later adds, "Experience has taught me that if we, like President Monson, exercise our faith and look to God for help, we will not be overwhelmed with the burdens of life.  We will not feel incapable of doing what we are called to do or need to do.  We will be strengthened, and our lives will be filled with peace and joy.  We will come to realize that most of what we worry about is not of eternal significance- and if it is, the Lord will help us.  But we must have the faith to look up and the courage to follow His direction.
     "Why is it a challenge to consistently look up in our lives?  Perhaps we lack the faith that such a simple act can solve our problems."
     That reminds me of the children of Israel.  In the book of Numbers in the Old Testament, this people, who struggled for so many years in the wilderness were plagued with fiery serpents and the solution to their problem, literally, was to look up.  Moses was commanded to fashion a brass serpent and put it on a pole and lift it up and all those who would look up at the serpent on the pole would be healed.  Nephi wrote about the incident in the Book of Mormon and used the story as a teaching tool to his own people.  "And he did straiten them in the wilderness with his rod; for they hardened their hearts, even as ye have; and the Lord straitened them because of their iniquity.  He sent fiery flying serpents among them; and after they were bitten he prepared a way that they might be healed; and the labor which they had to perform was to look; and because of the simpleness of the way, or the easiness of it, there were many who perished." (1 Nephi 17:41)
     This idea of looking up has been a somewhat recurring them in my life.  I've seen glimpses of this particular counsel here and there, splashed across my life in times I least expect it.  For instance, during the time I was taking Tae Kwon Do, I was taught that to keep myself safe I needed to focus all my abilities toward that goal.  My teacher, Mr. Jones, asked us if we realized how often we look down at the sidewalk while walking.  He counseled us to look up, that we need to keep our heads up and to continually be scanning the area for possible dangers up ahead.  How can we be prepared for the problems in front of us if we can't even see them coming?  Though he was talking about our physical well being, I think the same thing goes for our emotional and spiritual well being also.
     Another time, a friend of mine talked to me about possibly joining a group of friends to sing some songs about the temple written by Steven Kapp Perry.  Though it never happened, I did attend one practice and ended up hearing one song that made me think.

Look Up

The stars fall down from heaven
And scatter upon the earth
As strangers in a strange land
Forgetting their heavenly birth

Adrift and untethered they wander
Through kingdoms of darkness and light
Unschooled and unlearned they follow the tide
And many are lost in the night

Look up!  Look up!
The stars in the heavens cry out!
Look up!  Look up!
Your course does not lie
On the land or the sea
It lies in the heavens above
Look up!

The prince of darkness covets
These glimmering sparks of light
And seeks to blind and bind them
With treasures that have no life

But blazing and bright is the Prince of the Light
Revealing the mystery
Endowing the stars with His power and might
He shows them their destiny

Look up!  Look up!
The stars in the heavens cry out!
Look up!  Look up!
Your course does not lie
On the land or the sea
It lies in the heavens above
Look up!

Rejoice!  Rejoice!
Rejoice in the Prince of the Light!
Rejoice!  Rejoice!
For stars that were fading
Now shine like the Son
Reflecting the light of His love
Rejoice!

     I find it interesting that this was included with his collection of songs about the temple.  He writes, "We're on a journey!  The temple is like the ancient stars the navigators used to chart their course.  Once the sailors had been endowed with an understanding of the heavens, those celestial beacons never failed them as long as the travelers remembered to look up."  In thinking about it I notice that the architectural and interior designs of our temples, particularly the Celestial Rooms, are design to inspire us to look up to our Heavenly Father.
     It sounds so simple doesn't it, looking up.  How can it be so difficult to remember to look up for direction, for safety, for help?  Yet life frequently gets in the way with distractions and busyness, survival and enjoyment, and sometimes the simplest things are forgotten.  Life also has a way of making us harder and more jaded, and having faith in something so simple seems ridiculously hard.  I guess that's why I've needed many reminders during the course of my life. 
     Jeffery R. Holland writes, "When times are trying, we must keep our heads up.  We can't see the rising of the sun or the silver lining on a cloud or God's glory anywhere if we are always looking at the stones in our path."
     I guess it really is true that we can't see the beautiful things around us if we aren't looking.  It's also hard to focus on the good things we are doing if we can only see the difficulties that are before us.  In Alma 8:14-15, Alma the Younger was given this counsel after departing from Ammonihah, a particularly difficult and faithless city where he had been preaching unsuccessfully, "And it came to pass that while he was journeying thither, being weighed down with sorrow...behold and angel of the Lord appeared unto him, saying: Blessed art thou, Alma; therefore, lift up thy head and rejoice, for thou has great cause to rejoice; for thou hast been faithful in keeping the commandments of God..."
     Look up, Laura!  You're doing the best you can and you are seen and known by your Creator.
     In this month's Ensign there's a story called, 'Can He See Me?'  A young boy, Daniel, is being counseled by his mother that God would always see and hear him wherever he went.  "With a look of excitement, Daniel ran immediately to the backyard.  I followed closely behind him.  Daniel looked upward at the cloudless, blue sky and asked, 'If I look up at the sky and smile, will He see me and will He smile back?'
     "Rendered speechless from the lump in my throat and the tug on my heartstrings, I nodded, 'Yes!'
     "Still looking heavenward, this time with squinted, searching eyes and perfect, childlike faith, Daniel thoughtfully asked, 'Can I see Him?'
     "'You might not be able to see Him,' I replied, 'But you will know He is there because you will feel His smile in your heart...'
     "When times get tough in my own life, I remember Daniel's example, and with all the childlike faith a grown-up can muster, I too look searchingly heavenward and ask, 'Can He see me?'  Then, Daniel-like, I quietly ponder, 'Can I see Him?'  As I consider the multitude of His tender mercies in my life, the Holy Ghost confirms that I have truly felt Heavenly Father's love.  Renewed in my faith an inspired by hope, the Spirit assures me that I always can."
     It seems to be that I need to be a lot more like Harper and Daniel and look up with faith.
     Etched in the stone on my grandparents grave is Psalm 121:1 "I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help."  Every time I visit their grave I read this scripture and lift up my eyes to see the beautiful eastern mountains and the blue sky and I am reminded of all of the extraordinary things in this world provided for my needs and comfort.  It is a  reminder to me of where my help comes from.  I hope I will continue to be reminded to look up.  I certainly could use a happier point of view.
Friday, January 24, 2014

Bringing Home the Bacon

     Before I really get into this post I need to preface it by saying that I'm thankful to have a job.  There are many people today who can't cover all their expenses because they don't have gainful employment or any employment at all.  That's not the case with our family and for that I'm extremely thankful.  Lyle has always been a wonderful provider and I've been blessed that I've always had a full time job that I've made sure to keep and between the two we have what we need and enough to save and pay off debt and do responsible things like by life insurance and food storage etc with the extra that we have.
     Things I like about my job: four day work weeks, plentiful sick and vacation time, good insurance, no working on nights, weekends or holidays, paid holidays off, a flexible schedule, some of the people I work with are fantastic, the ability to oversee my own workload and schedule my own day (most of the time), a physical aspect to my work (I don't mind the manual labor and it gets me away from my desk and staring at the computer all day), and other things.
     Having said this, I do have to confess that it's hard working a full time job.  Though I like some of the people I work with, it's very difficult to work with the others.  In the winter I go to work when it's dark and come out when it's dark and hardly see sunlight.  I don't get paid very much, though it's enough for what we need.  Most of all, there are a lot of changes lately: job functions, being forced to do things you don't want to (which now and then is pretty much every job), changes in management and other situations that have made it difficult some days to be there.  There are days I wake up and pray for a snowstorm, power outage, 24 hour flu bug, earthquake or various other drastic measure so that I won't have to go to work.  Then I get up and go anyway.  And honestly I don't love what I do.  Don't get me wrong, I don't hate it either but I don't jump out of bed every morning so excited to go and do computer work and drag a red cart around the building moving boxes.  I do like driving the forklift, as long as it's not hours at a time, which happens occasionally.
     Because of all the changes lately,  I've been having a hard time.  So I'm going to use this post as a way to hopefully vent some of my frustrated feelings...using humor, one of my trademark coping mechanisms.
     The other day a situation arose that I was frustrated about and I sat there working thinking: 'I hate my job.  I wish I didn't have to work.'  Then I decided I wanted to be more positive so I decided to think of things that I preferred my job over.  What I came up with made made me laugh: 'I'd rather be here than have bamboo shoots stuck up my fingernails.'  I realized that this may not be a true comparison so I came up with something else instead: 'I'd rather be here than shoveling elephant poop all day.'
     I surfed the net for the worst jobs I could find and found the following (I left out a number of ones that I would really rather not even think about):

*Animal sperm collector
*Lumberjack
*Bathroom attendant
*Taser tester
*Grave digger
You will never catch me working someplace like this!
*Factory worker
*Leech gatherer
*Cat food quality controller
*Janitor at a porno theater
*Mosquito researcher (in Brazil they have to let the mosquitos bite them as they attempt to catch them)
*Roadkill remover
*Food taster
*Personal chef to the North Korean dictator
*Stable cleaner
*Embalmer
*Odor tester
*Hazmat driver (wading around in sewage...ew!)
*Dairy farmer

     Now I feel a little bit better about my job.  But still there are days when it's hard to go.  So many things I'd rather do and ways I'd rather spend my time.  I was listening to my iPOD the other day and this song came on.

Hit my snooze alarm for the 27th time
Just don't feel like goin' to work
I think I'll call my boss, then I'm
Gonna hack and cough and wheeze
Swear I got some strange disease
What's that little twerp gonna say?

I'm callin' in sick today
Callin' in sick today
I could shine my pennies or clean my lava lamp
I could spend all day in my underwear 
Watching 'Ernest Goes to Camp'
I could sit and county my hair
I could burp my Tupperware
I'm not busy now anyway

I'm callin' in sick today
Callin' in sick today
Ain't goin' to work, no way
Callin' in sick today

I can do anything I want to
I am invincible now
I'm on fire, baby
I'm alive, I'm alive, can you hear me world?
I'm alive

Maybe I'll spend all day staring at the sun and trying not to squint
Maybe I'll make a huge color tapestry 
From my belly button lint
When I'm sick of takin' abuse
I just make up some lame excuse
Freedom's just seven digits away

I'm callin' in sick today
Callin' in sick today
Ain't goin' to work, now way
Callin' in sick today

     Thank you Weird Al Yankovic for almost perfectly describing my feelings on the subject this week.  I may be thankful for my job, but I'm also thankful I'm not at it today.
     Well, until I don't need the paycheck I'll keep getting up and going to another day in Paradise at the office.


Friday, January 17, 2014

Watch Out

     This past year I started feeling like I needed to be more involved in the community so I started going to Community Council meetings.  I've been going for about 6 months or more.  Even though they're long, there is so many interesting things happening outside my door that I normally don't pay much attention to and I'm glad now that I've involved myself in my neighborhood activities more.  There are reports each month from the Fire Department and the Police Department talking about local safety hazards and events that have happened.  The mayor's office also sends someone to talk each month about what the city has planned or is working on and to find out any concerns or questions that local residents have.  We also have a key note speaker each month.  Sometimes it's people from local schools or from organizations involved in local environmental issues etc. 
    A few months ago our council chairman started talking about setting up neighborhood watch programs in the area and asked for volunteers to be block/street captains to start implementing these programs on our streets.  I volunteered to be the captain for my street.  I know, like I needed another thing on my plate...but I'm still glad to be involved.  There was a meeting with a liason from the local police department about what kind of program they were encouraging, which is NOT the patrolling around neighborhoods in the dark kind of program...too many liability issues.  This past week I had our first meeting.  I went to every house on my street and handed out flyers inviting my neighbors to a meeting to discuss setting up the program.  There weren't as many people as I would have liked at the meeting, but I hope it was helpful to the people there.  We first talked about meeting our neighbors, an important step since if you don't know your neighbors (which I'm notoriously bad at) you don't know who does and does not belong in your neighborhood.  It makes it harder to recognize suspicious activities.  We also talked about how to make your home safe: never leave doors unlocked, cut back shrubs so it eliminates places to hide, add motion sensor lights, make sure windows are secured, have a dog or a security system (even sometimes just having signs that you have one is a deterrent).  
     We also talked about safety concerns on our street.  One that was brought up is poor lighting.  We have few lampposts on our street and the ones we have are not bright enough for help much with seeing at night.  The following night was Community Council meeting where we brought up this lighting concern with our newly elected city chairman who I was impressed with; he immediately made a beginning plan to get us better lighting on our street, which I will be happy to report back to the neighborhood watch when I email them this week and update them on the matter.
     I sent around a sign up sheet also, at the watch meeting so that we have names and phone numbers and can contact each other with concerns and also to communicate new happenings and coming meetings.  Our next meeting will be in six months.  By that time, I asked everyone to talk to a few of their neighbors and let them know the things we talked about and that we are planning a new meeting in July: a block BBQ to get to know each other better and involve more of our neighbors.
     As we were driving to the meeting the other night Lyle took my hand and said, 'I'm proud of my wife, she's so civilly minded.'
     Aw, shucks.  Thanks, honey.

2014 Family Pictures




1st row (left to right): Mike, Wendy, Harper, Laura, Cynthia, Heather, Charlotte, Landon, Thomas
2nd row (left to right): Alyson, Annmarie, Taylor, Lyle, Paul, Kurt, Reed, Josh, Nathan, Addison







Allie, Mom, Me, Mike, Kurt and Paul





1st row: Allie, Annie, Addie, Mom, Landon, Tom, Josh
2nd row: Me, Lyle, Nate, Taylor, Paul, Kurt, Wendy, Harper, Mike, Heather, Reed, Lottie