I am not entirely sure about how I feel about this post.
I have been toying with the idea of doing podcasts for quite some time now. The problem that I have is
a. I have no idea what I am doing.
b. I will definitely not be able to do it on a regular basis and
c. Maybe people don't want to listen to my voice. I know that this is the case with my kids; especially when I get on my mom soap box. ;)
However, as with the other posts on my blog, this one just feels right. Whatever the reason, I feel the need to share it so that's what I will do.
I hope it's something that you will enjoy or at the very least, be able to tolerate. Please excuse the imperfections. I would like to say that the quality will improve as I do more. Maybe it will and maybe it won't. I can offer no guarantees here, people. What you hear, is what you get.
Let Me Cry.
As mentioned in my previous post, I am currently reading three books that are affecting my soul more than I ever imagined they could. I am excited to share another one of them with you today.
Does it sound overwhelming to apply it to every decision? It does for me, so thankfully that is not what the author is asking us to do. Instead, she issues a challenge to choose one thing a day and apply the question of "What would a holy woman (or man) do?" Do this for three days, either choosing the same thing every day, or something different for each day. Then, see what happens to your decision making process.
What did I notice as I took on this challenge? I noticed that every decision that I made throughout the course of a day could be governed by this question. I also noticed that when I applied the question when I started getting agitated with someone or something, that I gradually did not feel so agitated anymore. My frustration was replaced with patience and understanding.
Now, I think it is important to know that the question is not "What would a Holier Than Thou Woman or Man do?" Please do not confuse the two. As we strive to become more holy and make better decisions, that does not place us in a higher status with God. It does not make us better than someone else. In fact, as we become more Holy it does quite the opposite.
As we strive to become more holy and as we put the Savior first in every thought and decision, we become more humble.
We become more teachable. We find that we have more patience. We become more forgiving with ourselves and with others. We are more fully able to let go of the burdens that we feel and allow the Savior to help us carry them.
I leave you with two quotes from the book.
1. "In Doctrine and Covenants 60:7 the Lord says very clearly, 'I am able to make you holy.' Think of that truth. He is able to make us holy."
2. "Thinking about being holy gives purpose to your life and to your activities. Holiness means exercising faith--continually desiring faith. Faith is knowing why I do what I do. Christ is real."
To that I add my own testimony. Christ is indeed real. He is real and He loves each of us, more than we can comprehend. He loves us as we have been, as we are, and he loves us for what we can become. He sees our potential and although He loves us as we are, He is always encouraging us to reach our full potential and we can do that with His help.
I love to read and wish that I had more time to do it...or that I would make more time to do it.
The problem I have with reading is that when I actually sit down to read for a few minutes, I am asleep after about five pages. Life with four kids, a job (or two or three), and medication side effects will do that to a person.
But, I am extremely grateful for the five pages that I get in here and there; especially when the words on those pages are so completely wonderful. I am in the middle of three outstanding books right now. I want to share some of the gems I have come across in my reading, but I will do one book at a time.
I am excited to share with you the other two books I am reading, but that will have to wait for another day. I have preschool graduation tomorrow (yay!) so my time is limited.
I promise I won't wait too long though.
*Updated May 2017
I had a moment of clarity yesterday.
As I was pondering about random things, I had the realization that each blog post that I have written will eventually be read by each of my children and quite possibly my grandchildren and great grandchildren. So while I hope that my posts are inspiring friends and family today, my real goal in this adventure with writing is to leave something beautiful for my family to enjoy for years to come. This definitely changes how I look at each post.
It is very easy to get caught up in the numbers game.
How many people have looked at this post?
How many comments do I have?
How many people have "liked" it?
In each of these cases, the numbers are never very high and that can be discouraging when I allow myself to care about it.
Be that as it may, after my moment of clarity, I think I am going to find myself caring about it even less.
And with that said, I would like to write a little note to my kiddos on this beautiful Mother's Day morning.
I love my kids.
They are my heart, my life, my everything and they are mine forever, because of my Savior, Jesus Christ.
Happy Mother's Day everyone. :)
How many of you remember this classic scene?
I remember thinking that it would be so wonderful to travel by bubble like Glinda the Good Witch. Floating ever so gently over a field of gorgeous blossoms as you made your way from place to place. It always seemed like it would be such a safe place; still being able to see things clearly, yet not having to worry about any harm coming to you.
However, I think a bubble offers a false sense of security.
How many times have you been blowing bubbles and had one that lasted longer than a few seconds? Sure, there are those with Herculean strength that seem to go on and on forever, but eventually they succumb to the stiff breeze, get poked by a stick, or jabbed with a pudgy little toddler finger.
No, bubbles are not that strong.
Oftentimes I have heard the phrase, "I would like to put my kids in a bubble." I have even said it myself on numerous occasions. For some reason, these few words have been mulling around in my brain today and I would like to share some of the thoughts I have had on the matter.
*As much as I would like to send my kids off in a floating bubble palace, gliding peacefully away from any sign of danger, I just don't think I could do it. In the experiences I have had in my life, the times that I have grown the most are those times that I have had to step outside my bubble and experience pain, sorrow, and heartache. All of which are not any fun to endure, but a necessary part of our earthly existence.
*If my kids were floating about, looking at the world through a pristine bubble wall, they might find themselves letting their guard down just a bit. They might get a false sense of security and not be prepared for the protruding stick that juts out and destroys their safety net. Where would that leave them? They would fall from the safety of the bubble and not be prepared for the dangers that they would face once they hit the ground.
*It is my job as their mother to prepare them to live their lives outside of the fragile bubble. It is imperative that I teach them how to hear when God is speaking to them and then to have the courage to do what He asks. If they can do this, then they will be in the best kind of bubble there is; an indestructible one. Because we know that with God, all things are possible. (Matthew 19:26)
These four hooligans are my life. They drive me insane, yet make me bust my buttons with pride every single day.
I want them to be safe.
I want them to feel loved.
But most of all, I want them to develop and cultivate a personal relationship with their Savior, Jesus Christ.
He will keep them safe when I cannot.
He will extend his unconditional love to them in every season of their lives, even those seasons after I am gone.
So maybe a bubble isn't such a bad idea after all. As long as it is the bubble that is created through relying on the Atonement, I will be okay with that.
I am loving my second chance at life.
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