So, over the course of my employment at my current job, I have realized to be very grateful for one very special thing that I so often take for granted.
That is, that I always have the spirit to be with me.
Over the last few months, I keep hearing random words in my head. They remind me that every knee shall bend and that we need to pray to our Father in Heaven. So I have been doing this alot lately.
Everyday, as I get ready to go to work I pray and ask that all the kids will behave, and that I will have the spirit to be with me.
I can't say the details of the events to grant the kids privacy, but there has been some life and death situations. I was able to remember my cpr/first aid training, and was able to stay calm in the most dyer of circumstances. And was able to be the leader for the rest of the group as to what they all needed to do.
After the incident, my coworker asked why I was able to stay so calm when he was freaking out to the max. I brushed it off and said these things happen in this industry. I have been in the industry for a very long time, but I had never encountered the situations I have the last couple of weeks.
But over the last few days, I have no doubt in my mind that the spirit is what kept me so calm, and was able to provide as much help as I did. And that is what I am grateful for these past few weeks.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Eternal Families
Well, my grandfather passed away on February 4, 2012. It was the last grandparent I had on this earth.
Yes, it was a very sad time.
But what a joyous reunion it was. His wife passed away in 1996. I can't imagine living without my husband for so long.
This has been a long time coming. On Friday, February 3, 2012 I asked my mom to make sure Grandma, Mom, Aunt Cathy, and my two cousins that have passed, are there at the gates of heaven ready to welcome him home, so that he wouldn't be scared.
I had also told Dean that I had figured out why he hadn't passed away yet. Those that have already passed were very busy getting things ready for him to come home. Grandma was busy baking cookies and cakes, mom was busy decorating his mansion, and my aunt and cousins were busy getting his hobbies (tractors) ready. Yes, this is somewhat joking. But I bet they were preparing for his arrival.
If I had one favorite thing about the LDS church, it would be that families are forever. I learned at a very early age to grasp on to this concept. What comfort this gives us. What an amazing concept to have.
The saddest part for me that weekend, were updates from a relative of mine, about how sad they felt, and even asked if there was a god. And if there was a God, to help them through the pain they were feeling. Those posts are what made me cry. I didn't feel sad for the loss of grandpa, I felt sad for the fact that they don't have the knowledge of the plan of salvation. That they are missing out on so much.
The Sunday immediately after his passing, at church I stared at the picture of the temple that is on the wall for quite some time. I noticed all the steeples, and that they were all in somewhat of a circle. I found the steeples symbolic of my family that has already passed, they are in an eternal, never ending circle.
Temples are where families are sealed for eternity.
This past week, my boss found out that I was Mormon. And therefore asked a million and one questions. I was able to explain to him that the temples are all about families. I don't think I have ever realized that before.
I just love the fact Families are Forever. What an awesome concept that is.
Yes, it was a very sad time.
But what a joyous reunion it was. His wife passed away in 1996. I can't imagine living without my husband for so long.
This has been a long time coming. On Friday, February 3, 2012 I asked my mom to make sure Grandma, Mom, Aunt Cathy, and my two cousins that have passed, are there at the gates of heaven ready to welcome him home, so that he wouldn't be scared.
I had also told Dean that I had figured out why he hadn't passed away yet. Those that have already passed were very busy getting things ready for him to come home. Grandma was busy baking cookies and cakes, mom was busy decorating his mansion, and my aunt and cousins were busy getting his hobbies (tractors) ready. Yes, this is somewhat joking. But I bet they were preparing for his arrival.
If I had one favorite thing about the LDS church, it would be that families are forever. I learned at a very early age to grasp on to this concept. What comfort this gives us. What an amazing concept to have.
The saddest part for me that weekend, were updates from a relative of mine, about how sad they felt, and even asked if there was a god. And if there was a God, to help them through the pain they were feeling. Those posts are what made me cry. I didn't feel sad for the loss of grandpa, I felt sad for the fact that they don't have the knowledge of the plan of salvation. That they are missing out on so much.
The Sunday immediately after his passing, at church I stared at the picture of the temple that is on the wall for quite some time. I noticed all the steeples, and that they were all in somewhat of a circle. I found the steeples symbolic of my family that has already passed, they are in an eternal, never ending circle.
Temples are where families are sealed for eternity.
This past week, my boss found out that I was Mormon. And therefore asked a million and one questions. I was able to explain to him that the temples are all about families. I don't think I have ever realized that before.
I just love the fact Families are Forever. What an awesome concept that is.
Friday, February 3, 2012
Praying
You know, I have been pondering something lately. I have no idea what the answer is but here is my question:
Do you think those that are in Heaven, pray?
For instance, my mom died of diabetes. The same disease that Dean was just diagnosd with. I wondering if she has joined us in prayer for Dean, for example.
But, when you pray, it is common knowledge that you are praying to something you haven't scene. This is where faith comes in. Faith is believing, in this case a god, that you can not see.
However, those that have passed away, it is a common belief that they have met God and or Jesus.
Therefore, do they continue to pray?
Or do they have face to face conversations with God/ Jesus?
Just completely random questions is all. Feel free to offer input.
Do you think those that are in Heaven, pray?
For instance, my mom died of diabetes. The same disease that Dean was just diagnosd with. I wondering if she has joined us in prayer for Dean, for example.
But, when you pray, it is common knowledge that you are praying to something you haven't scene. This is where faith comes in. Faith is believing, in this case a god, that you can not see.
However, those that have passed away, it is a common belief that they have met God and or Jesus.
Therefore, do they continue to pray?
Or do they have face to face conversations with God/ Jesus?
Just completely random questions is all. Feel free to offer input.
Monday, January 16, 2012
Calling, talking, etc.
Okay. So before I had read the comments and emails lecturing me about visiting teaching, I had decided to call my companion and chat with her about visiting teaching.
I told her that I have never done it before and she said: "no problem, I'll pick you up and I'll tell you all about it, it's super easy." One of our ladies I have met a couple of times. She is the African-American, diabetic, with blue hair. My companion also said that this lady, I have no idea what her name is, is super excited for us to come.
I met with my companion, which name I also do not know, yesterday. And she said we will go see the above mentioned girl, and that we will just show up at the other girls' homes we have assigned to us. No, I most definitely do not like the idea of that at all. Oh well.
Now, my husband is in trouble, and our Bishop's out of his mind.
My husband is in trouble for agreeing to meet with the Bishop, without asking me first.
Yesterday, the Bishop asked me to accept a calling... The calling is Enrichment Meeting Committee Member. Now, a member on the relief society asked me to be part of this committee like six months ago. I haven't been involved at all. They have never informed of when the meetings are, etc.
Before the Bishop kidnapped us, I had decided that I didn't want to be on this committee. I don't have any place to be part of it. Now, my reasoning is this: enrichment has always been, and will always be how to raise a family. And we don't, and can't have any kids. So it makes me feel ten times worse than I already do about myself, and not having kids already. It reminds me of how much different I am because I don't fit the normal LDS mold. It's a constant reminder of depression.
When he asked if I would accept a calling, I told him: Maybe, it depends on what it is. He laughed. When he told me what the calling would be. I paused, and informed him that they asked me to that six months ago. He then asked again if I would take it, I again said maybe. He asked me "well, when will you know?" Followed by: " Do you have any concerns?" Dean interrupted and smartly said "I know what her concerns are!" The Bishop kind of looked shocked. And said: "you do? Let her tell them to me." Insert awkward silence here, along with a few giggles out of me. I then told him that it's not a good fit for someone that is in an infertile relationship. He looked stunned, and asked me to explain. So I explained to him that enrichment (he is still calling it homemaking) has always been, and will always be only about how to raise kids. He said, oh no it's not. I told him that yes it is, it always has been and will always be that way.
He then explained, in very short detail about him and his wife's struggle with infertility. They were able to get pregnant, but were not able to sustain a pregnancy. And yes, folks, that is also a part of infertility.
He also tried to argue with me that that's not what enrichment is all about. But, it is. I won the argument. One of my key examples to give him was that just yesterday, the women were asked to bring some lady in the ward a baby picture of ourselves, and our families now. They reiterated "of your children" several times. If that's not about having kids, I don't know what is. If I do go to this activity, I am going to take a baby picture of me, and a blank, black picture for the kids that I do have now. I think it's genius.
Well, anyway, after arguing with the bishop for several minutes, I then said "sure, why not?" I got the stunned look again. It's fun to get the stunned look from my Bishop. He then said "that's great! We'll set you apart next week.
Okay, so this entire time one of the counselors is standing in the room, which I was finding very odd. I tried my best to ignore him, but you really can't ignore the elephant in the room. (No, I am not calling him an elephant.)
Once we had settled the calling argument, the counselor that was in the room asked us to speak in Church next Sunday. I told him he was nuts. My first thought was, "too bad you didn't ask last year when I had the resolution I had to find the faith once again!" I would of done it then. Dean said that he would only speak if I would. I said I would only speak if Dean would. I asked him what the topic was. He said that it was the topic of our choice, as long as it was based off of last October's general conference.
I told him no. So we are not speaking in church on Sunday. However, I came home feeling incredibly guilty. So, what do I do? I look on lds.org to look up the Bishops office phone number. I called it with the intention of saying that we changed our minds and that we will talk in Sunday. However I got no answered, so we are not speaking in Church on Sunday. YAY!
So in short, Dean now as a calling, his is young men's instructor.
I have a calling. It's Enrichment Committee Member.
I am going to give visiting teaching a shot.
And we are not speaking in church on Sunday.
I told her that I have never done it before and she said: "no problem, I'll pick you up and I'll tell you all about it, it's super easy." One of our ladies I have met a couple of times. She is the African-American, diabetic, with blue hair. My companion also said that this lady, I have no idea what her name is, is super excited for us to come.
I met with my companion, which name I also do not know, yesterday. And she said we will go see the above mentioned girl, and that we will just show up at the other girls' homes we have assigned to us. No, I most definitely do not like the idea of that at all. Oh well.
Now, my husband is in trouble, and our Bishop's out of his mind.
My husband is in trouble for agreeing to meet with the Bishop, without asking me first.
Yesterday, the Bishop asked me to accept a calling... The calling is Enrichment Meeting Committee Member. Now, a member on the relief society asked me to be part of this committee like six months ago. I haven't been involved at all. They have never informed of when the meetings are, etc.
Before the Bishop kidnapped us, I had decided that I didn't want to be on this committee. I don't have any place to be part of it. Now, my reasoning is this: enrichment has always been, and will always be how to raise a family. And we don't, and can't have any kids. So it makes me feel ten times worse than I already do about myself, and not having kids already. It reminds me of how much different I am because I don't fit the normal LDS mold. It's a constant reminder of depression.
When he asked if I would accept a calling, I told him: Maybe, it depends on what it is. He laughed. When he told me what the calling would be. I paused, and informed him that they asked me to that six months ago. He then asked again if I would take it, I again said maybe. He asked me "well, when will you know?" Followed by: " Do you have any concerns?" Dean interrupted and smartly said "I know what her concerns are!" The Bishop kind of looked shocked. And said: "you do? Let her tell them to me." Insert awkward silence here, along with a few giggles out of me. I then told him that it's not a good fit for someone that is in an infertile relationship. He looked stunned, and asked me to explain. So I explained to him that enrichment (he is still calling it homemaking) has always been, and will always be only about how to raise kids. He said, oh no it's not. I told him that yes it is, it always has been and will always be that way.
He then explained, in very short detail about him and his wife's struggle with infertility. They were able to get pregnant, but were not able to sustain a pregnancy. And yes, folks, that is also a part of infertility.
He also tried to argue with me that that's not what enrichment is all about. But, it is. I won the argument. One of my key examples to give him was that just yesterday, the women were asked to bring some lady in the ward a baby picture of ourselves, and our families now. They reiterated "of your children" several times. If that's not about having kids, I don't know what is. If I do go to this activity, I am going to take a baby picture of me, and a blank, black picture for the kids that I do have now. I think it's genius.
Well, anyway, after arguing with the bishop for several minutes, I then said "sure, why not?" I got the stunned look again. It's fun to get the stunned look from my Bishop. He then said "that's great! We'll set you apart next week.
Okay, so this entire time one of the counselors is standing in the room, which I was finding very odd. I tried my best to ignore him, but you really can't ignore the elephant in the room. (No, I am not calling him an elephant.)
Once we had settled the calling argument, the counselor that was in the room asked us to speak in Church next Sunday. I told him he was nuts. My first thought was, "too bad you didn't ask last year when I had the resolution I had to find the faith once again!" I would of done it then. Dean said that he would only speak if I would. I said I would only speak if Dean would. I asked him what the topic was. He said that it was the topic of our choice, as long as it was based off of last October's general conference.
I told him no. So we are not speaking in church on Sunday. However, I came home feeling incredibly guilty. So, what do I do? I look on lds.org to look up the Bishops office phone number. I called it with the intention of saying that we changed our minds and that we will talk in Sunday. However I got no answered, so we are not speaking in Church on Sunday. YAY!
So in short, Dean now as a calling, his is young men's instructor.
I have a calling. It's Enrichment Committee Member.
I am going to give visiting teaching a shot.
And we are not speaking in church on Sunday.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Visiting Teaching
Okay. So I have been in Vegas for just about a year now. And to my relief, no one has assigned me to the role of visiting teacher, and I have been incredibly happy with this...Until last week that is. I got a call, well more like Dean got a call on his phone for me. For some reason the church cant grasp the concept that spouses don't share phone numbers, that each person has there one phone these days, which is incredibly frustrating. I have filled out a change of phone number form five times since we have been here. I only want the church to have our home phone number, and my ward hasn't changed my number on the official paperwork. It was some random lady asking me to call her back, so we schedule our visiting teaching appointments. Now I have never done the whole visiting teaching thing, ever. I can't say that I completely agree with the idea. I have always had the opinion of it that it is assigned friendships. As I have gotten older, I guess I can see why it was invented, to help others, but I am of the strong opinion that its assigned friendships. If someone really needs help, they are a lot more likely to go to there neighbors and friends they have known for a long time, or family. They are not going to go to some stranger for help.
Now, here in Vegas, I still don't have any friends. Should I do this visiting teaching stuff as a way to make friends here? Or should I continue ignoring the phone calls? One big turn off for me with this visiting teaching stuff, is that I have extreme anxiety, so much so that I have actually been in the hospital for it before. (the systems of anxiety attack or much like that of a heart attack) I don't like strangers, and yes, it goes much deeper then the cliche "stranger, danger." This topic will be discussed in one of my other blogs.
I would be much happier not being a visiting teacher. Who really wants complete strangers to welcome themselves to there home? Especially in our neighborhood of the ghetto? What if they are the people that want absolutely nothing to do with the church, and yes this does include visiting, and home teachers? And yes, I have been that person that has gone to the bishop to tell him to remove me from the list of people that need to be visit taught. And yes, I have slammed the door on the faces of my home teachers in the passed. I happen to be married to one of them now. If people continually go to homes, or send things in the mail, and the people do not want anything to do with the church, it can lead to an harassment lawsuit.
Should I avoid the situation of visiting teaching, or should I just roll with the punches?
Now, here in Vegas, I still don't have any friends. Should I do this visiting teaching stuff as a way to make friends here? Or should I continue ignoring the phone calls? One big turn off for me with this visiting teaching stuff, is that I have extreme anxiety, so much so that I have actually been in the hospital for it before. (the systems of anxiety attack or much like that of a heart attack) I don't like strangers, and yes, it goes much deeper then the cliche "stranger, danger." This topic will be discussed in one of my other blogs.
I would be much happier not being a visiting teacher. Who really wants complete strangers to welcome themselves to there home? Especially in our neighborhood of the ghetto? What if they are the people that want absolutely nothing to do with the church, and yes this does include visiting, and home teachers? And yes, I have been that person that has gone to the bishop to tell him to remove me from the list of people that need to be visit taught. And yes, I have slammed the door on the faces of my home teachers in the passed. I happen to be married to one of them now. If people continually go to homes, or send things in the mail, and the people do not want anything to do with the church, it can lead to an harassment lawsuit.
Should I avoid the situation of visiting teaching, or should I just roll with the punches?
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Feeling Blessed
Okay. So last Friday I received a paycheck for 36 hours for the training that I did at the company I work for full time. It was a small check, but nevertheless every penny helps right now. We are strapped for cash, majorly.
On Sunday we paid tithing on the check.
In the mail on Monday I received a completely random check totaling almost 200 dollars from a company that I work for but haven't done the training. In fact, I have done nothing more than the initial interview. This is almost the amount we need to finish paying our bills for the remainder of the month.
On Tuesday I spent all day calling the hr department trying to figure out why on earth I got it and what to do with it, to no avail.
Today, on Wednesday, I was able to talk to the Chief Financial officer and get it all straightened out. It was a check for 20 hours of training, which I have NOT done. My soon to be immediate boss made a mistake and filled out the form and said I had done the training. The C.F.O decided to let me keep the MUCH NEEDED money, and I will just get another check for 20 hours once I have completed the trainings. So basically I have been pre-paid to do the trainings which take place later this month.
I can't help but to think this major blessing was from paying tithing. I feel so blessed. And I know that my Father is really watching out for me these days.
On Sunday we paid tithing on the check.
In the mail on Monday I received a completely random check totaling almost 200 dollars from a company that I work for but haven't done the training. In fact, I have done nothing more than the initial interview. This is almost the amount we need to finish paying our bills for the remainder of the month.
On Tuesday I spent all day calling the hr department trying to figure out why on earth I got it and what to do with it, to no avail.
Today, on Wednesday, I was able to talk to the Chief Financial officer and get it all straightened out. It was a check for 20 hours of training, which I have NOT done. My soon to be immediate boss made a mistake and filled out the form and said I had done the training. The C.F.O decided to let me keep the MUCH NEEDED money, and I will just get another check for 20 hours once I have completed the trainings. So basically I have been pre-paid to do the trainings which take place later this month.
I can't help but to think this major blessing was from paying tithing. I feel so blessed. And I know that my Father is really watching out for me these days.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Morals and Values
Okay so I trained for my new job this week. Yeah go me. As a result of training I met everyone else who is working for the same company that I have the privilege of working for here in our current town.
Quite often during our "free time" the conversation often revolved around how badly each person needed a cigarette or how much they had to drink the night before or what there favorite alcoholic beverage is, etc.
I looked around the room and noticed that each of them also had tattoos. One had an amazing tattoo with a picture of her goddaughter that looks very real-life. The artist did a great job. And in my opinion everyone else's tattoos were not very attractive.
There had been a discussion about one girl's tattoo and that she didn't like it anymore because it was a name of a person (her ex) and that she wanted to get it either removed or covered up.
While these people were discussing such things and I was noticing there tattoos I kept thinking that it is incredibly amazing that I was raised with such great standards that help me be safe and healthy. By abstaining from tobacco I significantly lower the risk of getting lung cancer. By abstaining from alcohol I lower the chance of me suffering from liver disease. From sustaining from getting tattoos I significantly lower the chance of contracting HIV/AIDS from reused needles.
How awesome is it that I was raised with superb morals and values that stemmed from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints? I think it is superbly awesome. It makes me VERY HAPPY!
Quite often during our "free time" the conversation often revolved around how badly each person needed a cigarette or how much they had to drink the night before or what there favorite alcoholic beverage is, etc.
I looked around the room and noticed that each of them also had tattoos. One had an amazing tattoo with a picture of her goddaughter that looks very real-life. The artist did a great job. And in my opinion everyone else's tattoos were not very attractive.
There had been a discussion about one girl's tattoo and that she didn't like it anymore because it was a name of a person (her ex) and that she wanted to get it either removed or covered up.
While these people were discussing such things and I was noticing there tattoos I kept thinking that it is incredibly amazing that I was raised with such great standards that help me be safe and healthy. By abstaining from tobacco I significantly lower the risk of getting lung cancer. By abstaining from alcohol I lower the chance of me suffering from liver disease. From sustaining from getting tattoos I significantly lower the chance of contracting HIV/AIDS from reused needles.
How awesome is it that I was raised with superb morals and values that stemmed from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints? I think it is superbly awesome. It makes me VERY HAPPY!
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