Thursday, April 3, 2014

My New Laundry Room

I know I'm way behind on the blog, but we've been working hard at the 'ole DIY lately and I wanted to share one of our finished projects. Getting this done is better than Christmas for me! No more backpacks, RS bag, Church Bag and purse scattered around the house! Plus, it is bright, clean and cheerful. This is the room we enter more than the front door, and it is HUGE to have it organized and happy!
The "drop zone" Everyone has a hook for jackets and whatnots and DMP built a bench for backpacks and bags. The shelf at the top will store gloves, scarves and other winter stuff we only need for about a month :)  I LOVE that the cat food has an out-of-the way place and there is a basket for shoes right as you come in!  No more coats in the cat water!
He also created this nifty shelf all the way across the washer and dryer and we changed out the handles on the cupboards.  I also painted the door. It used to be ugly industrial grey. That puppy took about 8,000 coats. It isn't my best paint job, but I now have a testimony of  primer. Don't skip it folks!  Notice the cute, perfectly matched piggy for laundry change! He has orange hearts on him and was a $3 Thrift Store score!
Another view of the shelf and washer/dryer space. I love that everything has a place and it is accessible. Also, I love that the art that used to be in our kitchen in the old house matches the new "mimosa" colored walls PERFECTLY.  This room makes me happy every time I come in the door. Which is good since that happens about a million times every day.
 
Sorry there is no "before" on this project. I didn't think about it until it was already torn apart for painting. Besides. It was way too depressing. You don't need that stuff in your life.

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Finding Comfort When a Loved One Dies


 
I gave a talk on Sunday about how the Plan of Salvation can help us find comfort when someone we love dies. I have to write my talks out completely, since giving them scares me, so I figured I'd copy it here to my blog/journal. 

Some of you will be surprised to know that public speaking really scares me.  In spite of that, I really enjoy teaching and speaking opportunities, because I enjoy focusing on one aspect of the Gospel.  Today I was given the assignment to speak on how our understanding of the Plan of Salvation can help give us hope and comfort when we are coping with the death of a loved one.

As we learn more about our Heavenly Father’s great Plan of Salvation for us, we come to understand that our journey doesn’t begin with our birth. 

The Prophet Jerimiah wrote:

 Then the word of the Lord came unto me, saying,
 5 Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee; and before thou camest forth out of the womb I sanctified thee, and I ordained thee a prophet unto the nations.

We know that our spirits existed in a pre-mortal existence with Heavenly Father we left that world to be born and gain a mortal body. We chose to experience mortality so we could experience happiness and sorrow and exercise our agency. 

When we chose mortality, we also knew that it included both birth and death.  

Elder Russel M. Nelson taught us:

We regarded the returning home as the best part of that long-awaited trip, just as we do now. Before embarking on any journey, we like to have some assurance of a round-trip ticket. Returning from earth to life in our heavenly home requires passage through—and not around—the doors of death. We were born to die, and we die to live. (See 2 Cor. 6:9.) As seedlings of God, we barely blossom on earth; we fully flower in heaven.

Just as our life as spirit children of our Heavenly Father didn’t begin with our mortal birth, it does not end with our mortal death.

I would like to share a personal story that I have shared in Relief Society, so I hope the Sister’s don’t mind.  One of my very best friends, Becky, was a young Mother who had been married only a few years with a 3 yr old daughter when she was diagnosed with a rare and terminal cancer.  She fought the cancer valiantly with grace and faith, but in the end, her doctors told her they could do no more and that she had 6 to 12 months to live.  Just three weeks later, I received a call from her sister. Becky had complications with her cancer and she had been given only 48 hours or so to live, and she wanted to see me.

As you can imagine, I was crushed and overwhelmed. After a quick, hard cry, I took a shower and prayed to know how to best handle my last hours with my dear friend in this life. As is often the case when someone dies young, I was also feeling a strong sense that it was too soon and that it was unfair that she would not be able to see her young daughter grow up, or grow old with her husband.

At that time, I felt a great peace and I stopped crying. I started to think of her life and the many trials she had overcome, her hopes and ambitions and her faith and temple work. It was almost as if her life flashed before my eyes J    I received the clear impression that her life was like a path marked on a map, that her death was a part of that path and a planned part of a journey.  At that moment I KNEW that our Heavenly Father had a plan for her and her plan included departing the mortal part of her journey at this time and in this way.    

A few days later, after Becky passed peacefully away, as I was praying for comfort I received a strong, comforting knowledge that even though the mortal part of her journey had ended, her path continued.  I felt strongly that she had work to do on the other side of the veil.

I think we can derive the most comfort from our knowledge of the Plan of Salvation when we learn about what happens after we die. 

In Alma 40:11, we learn that all spirits are taken home to Heavenly Father:

Now, concerning the state of the soul between death and the resurrection—Behold, it has been made known unto me by an angel, that the spirits of all men, as soon as they are departed from this mortal body, yea, the spirits of all men, whether they be good or evil, are taken home to that God who gave them life.

In a revelation given to the Prophet Joseph F. Smith recorded in D&C 138, we learn that the spirits awaiting resurrection aren’t sitting around on clouds playing harps.  They are continuing to grow and learn.   

President Smith saw the spirits awaiting resurrection and he saw the spirits of the righteous being taught by the newly Resurrected Christ.   Christ then organized some of those spirits to teach the gospel to those who had never had the opportunity to learn of it, or who rejected it during their mortal life.  From this, we learn that our post-mortal existence isn’t static- we still learn, teach, and practice our agency as we choose to accept and embrace the gospel or not.

When we are navigating the loss of a loved one, we can perhaps gain the most comfort in the knowledge that not only do they continue to teach, learn and grow on the other side of the veil, but also that through the Plan of Salvation, our ties of love and family don’t end with our mortal death.  We may have to endure a period of separation, but in the end we can be reunited with them. 

The first time I attended the temple and received my endowment, I believe I caught a glimpse of what the many amazing reunions may be like on the other side of the veil. I’m the 5th of 7 children, and I received my endowment just prior to getting married.  Consequently, my older sisters, their husbands, Dave’s family and my parents all attended my endowment session.  They went through the veil before me, and as I entered the beautiful and peaceful celestial room for the first time, I was met with the sight of my family and soon-to-be inlaws all dressed in white and smiling and hugging me. I can only imagine the joy at reuniting in such a place of peace and Spirit after being apart for longer than a couple of hours!

Our knowledge of the Plan of Salvation can be of great comfort to us as we process our grief when we lose a loved one. It is a comfort to know that while we are saying goodbye, it is only for a season, and that it is only “goodbye for now” and not “goodbye forever”.

Even though we can draw much peace and comfort from our knowledge of the Plan of Salvation, we need to remember that it is good and right that we feel sad and mourn those who have passed on. I think that often we, as Latter Day Saints, may feel bad or guilty because we think “Why should I be sad when I know the plan of Salvation and I have an eternal perspective and knowledge that I will see them again?

Elder Nelson taught us:

Irrespective of age, we mourn for those loved and lost. Mourning is one of the deepest expressions of pure love. It is a natural response in complete accord with divine commandment: “Thou shalt live together in love, insomuch that thou shalt weep for the loss of them that die.” (D&C 42:45.)

As with many trials that we face in our lives, grief provides us an opportunity to learn about ourselves and grow spiritually.  I have had the opportunity to attend funerals for several amazing women over the last 6 or 7 years. Their ages and life stages included my friend Becky, a young wife and mother, an experienced grandma, a mom with children just barely enjoying her empty nest, and our very own beloved Sister Kinney.

Each funeral I attended for these women left me feeling inspired. Even though the length of their mortal journey here on earth varied greatly, each sister’s funeral shared common themes.  Those who spoke shared their faith and love of the gospel, temple attendance and Church service.  They spoke of love of music and nature. Each Sister was a mother and their children testified of what they had learned from their Mother. Other speakers shared their strength, grace and faith in during trials and adversity. I have rarely felt the spirit so strongly as at these different funerals.

After I left each funeral, I thought- when my time comes and my life is distilled to it’s “highlight reel” what do I want to be included? It made me ponder, am I living my life in such a way now that those things are a priority? If I want to be like these amazing sisters and remembered for my faith and testimony or cheerful service, what am I doing today to follow their example?

When my friend Becky died, I was at a time in my life where I really needed to balance my work and family priorities.  As I thought about her life and her journey, I remembered how much comfort she took in a blessing her husband gave her early in her cancer treatment. He said that others would learn and be inspired by her experience.  Because of that, I made a conscious effort to channel the grief I was feeling into a positive effort to follow her example and make changes in my priorities with an eye towards the eternal perspective. It helped me to both be a better wife and Mom as well as navigate my grief.

Elder Nelson taught us:

When our turn comes to pass through the doors of death, we can say as did Paul: “The time of my departure is at hand. I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith.” (2 Tim. 4:6–7.)

 We need not look upon death as an enemy. With full understanding and preparation, faith supplants fear. Hope displaces despair. The Lord said, “Fear not even unto death; for in this world your joy is not full, but in me your joy is full.” (D&C 101:36.) He bestowed this gift: “Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” (John 14:27.)

Brothers and sisters, I know that Heavenly Father has a plan for each of us. I know that that plan did not begin with our mortal birth. I know that it does not end with our mortal death.   I know that while our mortal death causes a sad separation that must be endured, we can take great comfort in knowing that it is only temporary.   I know that we will be reunited with those we love who are on the other side of the veil. I know that while they wait for us to join them, they are learning and teaching and cheering us on.

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Ask the Missionaries! They Can Help You (do grody things!)

So, one cold morning last week (the morning after Cyndi arrived, incidentally) I went to take out the garbage and recycling and discovered a dead, squashed rodent near the garage door opening. It was positioned so that I would squish it entering and leaving the garage (which is likely how it got squashed in the first place).

I couldn't leave it there until DMP got home, because that would mean that it would be totally squished into oblivion as we entered and left the garage. It had to be moved.  So, naturally, I did what any good wife would do and called DMP and insisted that he come home and take care of it.  He works in downtown Dallas and it is a long drive and he had a lot of work. He told me "I would totally come and take care of it if I wasn't so far away, but I can't."  Great. I decided I needed to put on my big girl panties and just move it myself...

So, I steeled myself, got the shovel and proceeded to try to pick it up.  Then, I squicked out and squealed and jumped around like a little girl. It was SOFT y'all! It would require SCRAPING! I took a deep breath, talked myself up like a super-bowl coach at halftime and tried again.  More squealing and loud declarations that there was no way on this good green earth that I was going to be able to do this.  Apparently my "coach speech" was much the same as the Bronco's coach at the Super Bowl...

So, plan B involved calling DMP back and declaring that there was no way I could do it.  I frantically racked my brain for a solution... Home Teachers? Nope- they were at work. Bishop? He works from home, but did I really want to bug him?  Then, Ta Da! I thought of our Elders (i.e. Missionaries for our Church assigned to our area). 

So, I called the Elders, asked them how strong their stomachs were and asked them to come rescue me.  And they totally did- they scraped up that bad boy, bagged it and threw it in the garbage for me.  Cyndi and Kate (my big sisters) totally think I'm a wuss for calling in the Elders, but c'mon! They love service and now I owe them kolaches.   Plus, it is probably a great story to write home about :)

I think it gives a whole new meaning Elder Nielson's talk "Ask the Missionaries! They Can Help You!"

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Home Made 3D Glasses

This girl made her own 3D glasses out of some clear red and blue candy wrappers, a popsicle stick and a toilet paper tube cut in half.  Clever kid! She tried them out with a blue/red 3D Barbie movie we have and it worked!

Sunday, January 26, 2014

December: Christmas Jammies!

I think this is the most successful Christmas Jammies photo we've ever had!
 These "Forever Lazy" jammies I got for DMP was the BEST $5 I've ever spent. He is such a good sport and let me even take a picture of him.  He looks like a blue oompah loompa.  He was impressed with the zipper bum flap, though...


Of course we had to leave cookies and milk out for Santa (and carrots for the reindeer!)

Saturday, January 25, 2014

December: Christmas Eve Dinner- With Pig Brains!

Our friends, the Rabners, invited us over for Christmas dinner.  They do something really out of the box and special for Christmas every year (last year they roasted a goose!).  This year they ordered a whole pig to roast!  They decided against cooking it in a pit, because they were concerned it wouldn't cook all the way because of their inexperience, so they hacked it apart (seriously- I saw pictures!) and smoked some, roasted some and even cooked the head.  As you can see, it was a huge hit with the kids :)
Baby Lily even volunteered to kiss "Charlotte".  Note- This pic is as far as she got. I think she got close and realized "What am I doing!?!?"
Aside from The Pig, the food was amazing! You can't beat having friends who own a smoker :)  There were also awesome sweet potatoes with pecans (and I don't even LIKE sweet sweet potatoes!) fondue, salad, and Vietnamese spring rolls (our contribution, naturally). Laugh all you want about the spring rolls- they were a huge hit and everyone gobbled them up!
Naturally, given the availability of pig brains, we had to try them (and dare others to try it- including talking one of the elders into it!).  Another friend said it was like sucking a crawdad head and it was supposed to be the best part of the pig.  We smeared a bit on a cracker and it was OK.  The texture was nice and creamy, but the taste was very iron-y and organ-y.  Like liver patte, apparently. DMP went back for seconds (!) and another woman at the party who likes liver had some more, too. So I guess if you like liver (or don't think it is gross...) you will enjoy some pig brain.

I did find out that just after Christmas, my Dad offered to pay the grandkids $5 each to eat a bbq mealworm.  He had to pay out a lot of dough!  I wish I had called him before I ate pig brains for free. I wonder how much that would be worth?!?
Between dinner and dessert (crepes! So yummy and easy for a party!) we played a Rabner Christmas game called the Reindeer Race.  Each person picks a reindeer name and then they "race" against each other to see who can tear through a 2-3 in. strip of newspaper the fastest without going off the edge of the paper (i.e. it has to be torn completely from top to bottom without veering off on a diagonal).  It was surprisingly fun for such a simple concept! I think we'll add it to our Christmas fun in the future!
After the reindeer games we participated in a Philips family tradition: Acting out the Christmas story.  Everyone, including adults, dresses up and participates in the retelling.  It isn't very reverent, but it was a lot of fun.
Baby Lily played the part of Jesus' nanny this year. She is very into her baby dolls and did NOT want Mary to hold, touch, or move baby Jesus. It was so funny!  The best part is that when we were driving home, EJ said "I don't remember in the scriptures where it says Jesus had a nanny...."  Nothing like some good false doctrine with our Christmas!
Here is our fabulous cast of party goers (not pictured: DMP, the narrator).  We had so much fun with our friends and we feel so blessed that we have such great people to celebrate with!

Friday, January 24, 2014

December: Pre-Christmas Dinner & FHE with Friends

We got together with some of our favorite Texas family, the Millers, for a little pre-Christmas FHE dinner.  We both were going to another friend's house to celebrate Christmas eve, so we wanted to get together and share our families Christmas eve traditions before! 

Amanda's family always has a really yummy Mexican soup with hominy and pork called Pozole.  Her grandparents met while they were living in Mexico, so her family has some Mexican traditions.  It was my first time eating hominy and I LOVED it. I'm now looking for other ways to eat it!  The soup was yummy, and you add lime, salsa, lettuce, sour cream and whatever you like to it!
We continued our international-themed Christmas traditions with our Christmas Crackers.  This is one of our favorite things to do on Christmas eve.  Everyone enjoyed "cracking" them!

Bear wasn't too thrilled with the "crack" but he sure liked the prize inside!
When we broke out the paper hats, things got a little crazy (also, best photbomb by Bear, ever!)
We took turns reading the jokes and asking the trivia questions and a good time was had by all!