There are certain unpleasant things that go along with having a spinal cord injury and being quadriplegic. One of them is involuntary muscle spasms. For me, these occur on a regular basis, several times a day. They are often the result of being touched or moved. But can also occur spontaneously. For no apparent reason. Probably coinciding with internal noxious stimuli (or external for that matter).
Spasms are not pleasant. For me they feel like getting punched in the stomach by Mohammed Ali. Another manifestation is the feeling of elephants sitting on me, making it harder to breathe. I know, by now you’re probably thinking I’m even more loony than you previously thought.
I’m not posting this to complain, but rather to relate an interesting correlation.
Last week I suffered a fierce bout of what I think was food poisoning. I was very sick for a few days. I haven’t had very many acute systemic illnesses (such as the flu) in the past eight years. But the few that I have had, I have noticed an interesting side effect. My spasms go away.
In fact, that’s a way that I can gauge how sick I really am. When the spasms disappear, I know I’m pretty sick. When the spasms start coming back, I know I’m on the mend. In fact, this time around I still felt pretty sick when the spasms returned, and I told my mom, “It looks like I’m getting better.”
I don’t know if there have been any studies done on this particular phenomenon. Or, if maybe, it’s something unique to me. It would be interesting see a study done. But, at any rate, it’s a welcome side effect. Although I would much rather not be sick and suffer the spasms. It’s nice to have some relief from the daily nuisance of spasms while suffering from acute illness.
That’s my two cents.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
David O. McKay Tidbits
Yesterday I watched “Inspiring Lives” on BYU TV. David O. McKay was the subject of this particular episode. There were some really interesting tidbits about him that I learned. I wish I could remember all of them but I will relate a few that I somewhat remember.
David Oman McKay served as Prophet and president of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints for nearly 20 years. From 1951 to 1970. He died in January and I was born in December. I like to think that perhaps we met in passing as he just graduated and I was just embarking on my mortal journey.
I wanted to share with you a few of the stories I remembered from the documentary I watched yesterday. I don’t have the greatest memory so I will do my best to be accurate.
The story goes that a newspaper photographer, I think it was the New York Times, was told to get a few photos of David O. McKay arriving at the airport. The reporter was gone for several hours in what was supposed to be a quick assignment. Upon returning to the newspaper office his superiors were quite upset that was gone so long and “wasted” so much film, materials and time. They asked him why he was gone so long and took so many pictures. His reply was that ever since he was a little boy his mother taught him about Old Testament prophets and he always wondered what a prophet would look like. And what it would be like to be in the presence of a prophet of God. He told them that day he found out.
During the filming of “The 10 Commandments” Cecil B. DeMille was working with Arnold Friberg who was helping with costume design. I guess Arnold Friberg introduced Mr. DeMille to David O. McKay. Apparently the prophet made quite an impression on the filmmaker. In a commencement address at Brigham Young University, I believe it was 1956, Cecil B. DeMille said something to the effect of “David O. McKay almost persuaded me to become a Mormon”.
When President McKay was getting older it was harder for him to walk. One day he had the task of walking up a hill, I think it was for a temple dedication. As he began walking up the hill, two gentlemen on either side of him grabbed his arms to help him up the hill. Pres. McKay turned to them and said, “I can help one of you up this hill but not both of you.”
There was a black sister in South Africa who was married to a white man. Both of them were members of the church. Because of apartheid this sister was not able to attend church with her husband. She said that before she died she was going to meet the prophet. Pres. McKay felt like he needed to visit South Africa. When this sister heard about the prophet coming she asked the missionaries if there was any way they could take her to the meeting. Once again, because of apartheid, black people were not allowed to ride in cars with white people. So they rolled her up in a rug and took her in the car and sneaked her in to the meeting where she hid behind a pillar in the back of the building. After the meeting was over everyone cleared out of the building and the mission president told Pres. McKay it was time to go. Pres. McKay said, “No, there is still someone I need to meet”. They informed Pres. McKay that everyone was gone. He said, “No, there is still someone here I need to meet.” And he walked to the back of the building where he was able to meet this dear sister. She died three days later.
Pres. Lyndon B. Johnson telephoned President McKay and asked him to come to the White House. He said , “It’s not an emergency, I just need spiritual advice.” So, Pres. McKay flew to Washington DC to visit with Pres. Johnson. The documentary specified what Pres. Johnson asked and what Pres. McKay told him but I can’t remember.
There were many more stories that I can’t remember. These are a few that I remember that touched me. I hope I didn’t butcher the stories too badly. I hope that this gives you a little bit of insight into the life of the prophet, David O. McKay.
He truly was a remarkable and inspiring man. As are all the prophets.
That’s my two cents.
David Oman McKay served as Prophet and president of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints for nearly 20 years. From 1951 to 1970. He died in January and I was born in December. I like to think that perhaps we met in passing as he just graduated and I was just embarking on my mortal journey.
I wanted to share with you a few of the stories I remembered from the documentary I watched yesterday. I don’t have the greatest memory so I will do my best to be accurate.
The story goes that a newspaper photographer, I think it was the New York Times, was told to get a few photos of David O. McKay arriving at the airport. The reporter was gone for several hours in what was supposed to be a quick assignment. Upon returning to the newspaper office his superiors were quite upset that was gone so long and “wasted” so much film, materials and time. They asked him why he was gone so long and took so many pictures. His reply was that ever since he was a little boy his mother taught him about Old Testament prophets and he always wondered what a prophet would look like. And what it would be like to be in the presence of a prophet of God. He told them that day he found out.
During the filming of “The 10 Commandments” Cecil B. DeMille was working with Arnold Friberg who was helping with costume design. I guess Arnold Friberg introduced Mr. DeMille to David O. McKay. Apparently the prophet made quite an impression on the filmmaker. In a commencement address at Brigham Young University, I believe it was 1956, Cecil B. DeMille said something to the effect of “David O. McKay almost persuaded me to become a Mormon”.
When President McKay was getting older it was harder for him to walk. One day he had the task of walking up a hill, I think it was for a temple dedication. As he began walking up the hill, two gentlemen on either side of him grabbed his arms to help him up the hill. Pres. McKay turned to them and said, “I can help one of you up this hill but not both of you.”
There was a black sister in South Africa who was married to a white man. Both of them were members of the church. Because of apartheid this sister was not able to attend church with her husband. She said that before she died she was going to meet the prophet. Pres. McKay felt like he needed to visit South Africa. When this sister heard about the prophet coming she asked the missionaries if there was any way they could take her to the meeting. Once again, because of apartheid, black people were not allowed to ride in cars with white people. So they rolled her up in a rug and took her in the car and sneaked her in to the meeting where she hid behind a pillar in the back of the building. After the meeting was over everyone cleared out of the building and the mission president told Pres. McKay it was time to go. Pres. McKay said, “No, there is still someone I need to meet”. They informed Pres. McKay that everyone was gone. He said, “No, there is still someone here I need to meet.” And he walked to the back of the building where he was able to meet this dear sister. She died three days later.
Pres. Lyndon B. Johnson telephoned President McKay and asked him to come to the White House. He said , “It’s not an emergency, I just need spiritual advice.” So, Pres. McKay flew to Washington DC to visit with Pres. Johnson. The documentary specified what Pres. Johnson asked and what Pres. McKay told him but I can’t remember.
There were many more stories that I can’t remember. These are a few that I remember that touched me. I hope I didn’t butcher the stories too badly. I hope that this gives you a little bit of insight into the life of the prophet, David O. McKay.
He truly was a remarkable and inspiring man. As are all the prophets.
That’s my two cents.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Easy Black Forest Cake
The whipped cream icing is much lighter and tastier than a heavy buttercream icing. I've never been a fan of butter cream icing.
Today I wanted to make a black forest cake. I had Dad mix the cake mix. Any chocolate cake mix will do. Devil's food, triple fudge, whatever you have on hand. We used a cake mix per round (9 or 10 inch) cake pan. We made a two layer cake so we used two cake mixes. After completely cooling, slice the top of the cake off to flatten. Reserve tops for cake crumbs. Place one layer on the cake platter. Mix up the whipped cream. 2 cups heavy cream, 1/2 cup powdered sugar, 1 teaspoon vanilla. Tip: put bowl and whisk in freezer for 10 minutes and use very cold cream. Beat until stiff peaks form. (Don't over beat lest you get butter). Frost bottom layer of cake with whipped cream. Open a can of cherry pie filling. Spoon cherries into center of cake on top of whipped cream. Leaving about 2 inches from the edge. Put second layer of cake on top. Finish frosting with whipped cream. Spoon more cherries in the center of top layer. Garnish with cake crumbs on the side of cake. Sprinkle mini chocolate chips on sides and top. Enjoy!
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Bye-bye bin Laden
I have purposely avoided watching any news coverage of Osama bin Laden’s death. Not only because it happened on Sunday night, and I don’t watch any TV on Sunday except BYU-TV, but also because when the news breaks there are very few facts. The anchormen tend to ramble on and on about nothing. They don’t actually tell any news. And in the early stages of breaking news, a lot of the facts are wrong.
In addition to that, I was having a wonderful Sabbath. In the morning we went to my sister’s ward to attend my nephew’s priesthood ordination. It was extra special because it was my first nephew to receive the priesthood, and now my sister will have the priesthood in her home. Also, in the afternoon we had our monthly family home evening get-together. We enjoyed a super delicious roast beef dinner, then the lesson on gifts of the Spirit, and just enjoyed being together as a family.
I didn’t want to spoil such a wonderful day by watching a bunch of news people and politicians spouting off nonsense. I mean really, what more is there to know than the United States military forces killed Osama bin Laden? That takes what, about 5 seconds? I know, people like to know details. But really, when news breaks, details are not available. Wait a few days, let them get their facts straight. Believe me, it will be broadcast ad nauseam. You won’t miss anything by not watching breaking news.
Another interesting aspect which I will relate secondhand, because as I stated I did not watch any coverage. But early Monday morning when my mom came in to help me around 3 AM, she mentioned how prideful and arrogant our President of the United States is. She told me he was saying, “I did this, I did that, It was my decision to…”. Basically saying, “Give me all the glory”. Reminds me of someone else. I’ve always thought that those two share many qualities.
I find it hard to believe that the killing of Osama bin Laden, at this time, is not just a political maneuver aimed at advancing the political career of Barack Hussein Obama. I find it hard to believe that it would take the most powerful country in the world close to 10 years to find and kill Osama bin Laden. I believe that we, as United States citizens, are only fed information that the media/politicians want us to embrace.
That’s my two cents.
In addition to that, I was having a wonderful Sabbath. In the morning we went to my sister’s ward to attend my nephew’s priesthood ordination. It was extra special because it was my first nephew to receive the priesthood, and now my sister will have the priesthood in her home. Also, in the afternoon we had our monthly family home evening get-together. We enjoyed a super delicious roast beef dinner, then the lesson on gifts of the Spirit, and just enjoyed being together as a family.
I didn’t want to spoil such a wonderful day by watching a bunch of news people and politicians spouting off nonsense. I mean really, what more is there to know than the United States military forces killed Osama bin Laden? That takes what, about 5 seconds? I know, people like to know details. But really, when news breaks, details are not available. Wait a few days, let them get their facts straight. Believe me, it will be broadcast ad nauseam. You won’t miss anything by not watching breaking news.
Another interesting aspect which I will relate secondhand, because as I stated I did not watch any coverage. But early Monday morning when my mom came in to help me around 3 AM, she mentioned how prideful and arrogant our President of the United States is. She told me he was saying, “I did this, I did that, It was my decision to…”. Basically saying, “Give me all the glory”. Reminds me of someone else. I’ve always thought that those two share many qualities.
I find it hard to believe that the killing of Osama bin Laden, at this time, is not just a political maneuver aimed at advancing the political career of Barack Hussein Obama. I find it hard to believe that it would take the most powerful country in the world close to 10 years to find and kill Osama bin Laden. I believe that we, as United States citizens, are only fed information that the media/politicians want us to embrace.
That’s my two cents.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
CES Fireside Tonight
Just a reminder that there will be a CES fireside tonight broadcast on BYU TV at five o'clock PDT. The speaker will be Rosemary M. Wixom. Set your DVR!
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Five Reasons to Be Pleased with Myself
I, quite often, have times when I don’t sleep well. Some of my best thinking and inspiration comes during the wee hours of the morning when I can’t sleep. A couple of weeks ago, I was thinking about things that are somewhat unique about me that I am proud of, or pleased with myself about.
Stating these things will only fan the fire of people’s perceived notion of my craziness or weirdness. But, that’s me. So, I’ve decided to go ahead and mention a few. After all, I’ve never been one to care much about what people think of me.
1. I have never owned a cell phone. Yes, I am proud of that fact. Now, I must admit if circumstances were different now, I would probably own one. But, as things are, I have never owned a cell phone. One thing I have never understood about cell phones is, why would people want to be bothered when they don’t want to be bothered? Don’t you just want to get away sometimes? And not be able to be contacted 24/7/365. I know I used to like to go shopping or running to get away from the stress of everyday life. And get away from everybody. And, this coming from a single woman. I didn’t even have family life to contend with.
I’m even more proud of this fact because during my residency, out of the nine residents in my program, I was the only one sans a cell phone. I’ve always enjoyed being somewhat different. And, there was the dreaded on-call pager, so what did I need a cell phone for?
I understand the argument of convenience, and possible emergency helpfulness. But in all honesty, I think the negatives far outweigh the positives when it comes to owning a cell phone. How many times have you really used your cell phone for an emergency?
2. I have never seen “Titanic”. I know, this one is more obscure. But, the movie Titanic, was a big deal when it was released. “Everybody” was watching it. In fact, the big deal in Utah was to get your copy edited to remove “the bad parts”.
Well, besides the fact that I’m not really a big movie person, I had heard about “the bad parts” and decided not to watch it. It really wasn’t that big of a deal to me at the time . Since then, I have had several opportunities to watch the edited version. But for some reason I have prided myself in not watching this particular movie.
3. I have never had a Facebook account. I know most of you out there are Facebook freaks. And that’s one of the reasons I pride myself in not having a Facebook account, I like to be different. But more than that, I think social networking sites like Facebook or MySpace are a big waste of time. Not only that but are very detrimental to those who are addicted, and many families have broken up because of such addictions.
I know you want to argue that Facebook can be used for good also. And I’ll admit, I have thought about signing up for a Facebook account as a way to share my testimony. Plus it might be kind of fun to run across old friends and acquaintances. But in the end, I have stayed away for several reasons.
First, I don’t really care to know everything that goes on in everybody’s life. I don’t want to know that your baby just ate rice cereal and applesauce. I don’t care to know what stupid things my relatives, friends, and acquaintances do. It would probably just make me sad.
Second, cool people don’t do Facebook. I want to remain cool.
Third, I have heard of so many people wasting so much time and even money building pretend farms and growing pretend crops. A lot of people waste their life away living a pretend life. If you want to grow crops and raise farm animals, why don’t you do the real thing instead of pretending? Isn’t it sad how video games and living a virtual life can be so addicting?
4. I never attended a high school dance. You might think that this is something I would regret or be sad about. But the reality is that I’m very pleased and happy that I never attended a high school dance. In fact, I used to pray that nobody would invite me to a dance, because I didn’t want to have to turn him down. And thankfully, my prayers were answered. On the same note, I never attended any church youth dances either. And for that, I am also happy and pleased with myself.
My mom and I were talking yesterday and she mentioned that she had always wanted to become a dancer. I told her that dancing to me was like English. Something I dreaded, and avoided like the plague.
5. I have never run a road race. You might not think this is such a big deal because not too many people run Road races. But, in the family I grew up in, running road races was a typical Saturday morning activity. My dad and siblings have run many road races. And won many road races. And my mom and I have attended many road races especially during my teenage years. Running was a big part of our family life. In fact, my sister Juliet, was the high school state cross country champion in Utah her senior year. That’s a big deal because running is big in Utah and the competition is fierce.
I didn’t even start running until my mission and afterwards. And I only did it to stay in shape, and keep the weight off. Plus it was a great stress reliever. I wasn’t blessed with the running genes that my dad and siblings were blessed with. So, I guess I didn’t run competitively because I didn’t want to embarrass myself or the family name. “Stop embarrassing me” -U.R.. Plus, I never had that competitive fire.
These are a few of the things I thought about during my sleepless night , for which I am pleased with and proud of myself. None of which is really anything to be proud of, except in my own little world, for my own reasons.
So, think what you will, but I am happy that I never owned a cell phone, I never saw Titanic, I’ve never had a Facebook or MySpace account, I never attended a high school dance, and I never ran a road race.
That’s my two cents.
Stating these things will only fan the fire of people’s perceived notion of my craziness or weirdness. But, that’s me. So, I’ve decided to go ahead and mention a few. After all, I’ve never been one to care much about what people think of me.
1. I have never owned a cell phone. Yes, I am proud of that fact. Now, I must admit if circumstances were different now, I would probably own one. But, as things are, I have never owned a cell phone. One thing I have never understood about cell phones is, why would people want to be bothered when they don’t want to be bothered? Don’t you just want to get away sometimes? And not be able to be contacted 24/7/365. I know I used to like to go shopping or running to get away from the stress of everyday life. And get away from everybody. And, this coming from a single woman. I didn’t even have family life to contend with.
I’m even more proud of this fact because during my residency, out of the nine residents in my program, I was the only one sans a cell phone. I’ve always enjoyed being somewhat different. And, there was the dreaded on-call pager, so what did I need a cell phone for?
I understand the argument of convenience, and possible emergency helpfulness. But in all honesty, I think the negatives far outweigh the positives when it comes to owning a cell phone. How many times have you really used your cell phone for an emergency?
2. I have never seen “Titanic”. I know, this one is more obscure. But, the movie Titanic, was a big deal when it was released. “Everybody” was watching it. In fact, the big deal in Utah was to get your copy edited to remove “the bad parts”.
Well, besides the fact that I’m not really a big movie person, I had heard about “the bad parts” and decided not to watch it. It really wasn’t that big of a deal to me at the time . Since then, I have had several opportunities to watch the edited version. But for some reason I have prided myself in not watching this particular movie.
3. I have never had a Facebook account. I know most of you out there are Facebook freaks. And that’s one of the reasons I pride myself in not having a Facebook account, I like to be different. But more than that, I think social networking sites like Facebook or MySpace are a big waste of time. Not only that but are very detrimental to those who are addicted, and many families have broken up because of such addictions.
I know you want to argue that Facebook can be used for good also. And I’ll admit, I have thought about signing up for a Facebook account as a way to share my testimony. Plus it might be kind of fun to run across old friends and acquaintances. But in the end, I have stayed away for several reasons.
First, I don’t really care to know everything that goes on in everybody’s life. I don’t want to know that your baby just ate rice cereal and applesauce. I don’t care to know what stupid things my relatives, friends, and acquaintances do. It would probably just make me sad.
Second, cool people don’t do Facebook. I want to remain cool.
Third, I have heard of so many people wasting so much time and even money building pretend farms and growing pretend crops. A lot of people waste their life away living a pretend life. If you want to grow crops and raise farm animals, why don’t you do the real thing instead of pretending? Isn’t it sad how video games and living a virtual life can be so addicting?
4. I never attended a high school dance. You might think that this is something I would regret or be sad about. But the reality is that I’m very pleased and happy that I never attended a high school dance. In fact, I used to pray that nobody would invite me to a dance, because I didn’t want to have to turn him down. And thankfully, my prayers were answered. On the same note, I never attended any church youth dances either. And for that, I am also happy and pleased with myself.
My mom and I were talking yesterday and she mentioned that she had always wanted to become a dancer. I told her that dancing to me was like English. Something I dreaded, and avoided like the plague.
5. I have never run a road race. You might not think this is such a big deal because not too many people run Road races. But, in the family I grew up in, running road races was a typical Saturday morning activity. My dad and siblings have run many road races. And won many road races. And my mom and I have attended many road races especially during my teenage years. Running was a big part of our family life. In fact, my sister Juliet, was the high school state cross country champion in Utah her senior year. That’s a big deal because running is big in Utah and the competition is fierce.
I didn’t even start running until my mission and afterwards. And I only did it to stay in shape, and keep the weight off. Plus it was a great stress reliever. I wasn’t blessed with the running genes that my dad and siblings were blessed with. So, I guess I didn’t run competitively because I didn’t want to embarrass myself or the family name. “Stop embarrassing me” -U.R.. Plus, I never had that competitive fire.
These are a few of the things I thought about during my sleepless night , for which I am pleased with and proud of myself. None of which is really anything to be proud of, except in my own little world, for my own reasons.
So, think what you will, but I am happy that I never owned a cell phone, I never saw Titanic, I’ve never had a Facebook or MySpace account, I never attended a high school dance, and I never ran a road race.
That’s my two cents.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Relief Society Lesson -- Pride And the Priesthood
I wasn't going to post my Relief Society lesson this month. Because I already did a blog post for my family home evening lesson back in January which is much more detailed. But, I wanted to show a picture of the cute Easter egg soaps we made for the Relief Society Sisters as our lesson handout. We also attached a story called "The Empty Egg". I will attach the text to this blog post.
Since our lesson had nothing to do with Easter, I wanted to somehow tie Easter into the lesson. That's when I thought of doing the soaps with the story attached.
Come to find out, we weren't even supposed to teach yesterday. Nobody informed us otherwise, so I prepared my lesson as usual. I was assigned a General Conference talk for April. Anyway, I felt bad because someone else also prepared a lesson. Which probably would have been a much better lesson than the one I gave. Nonetheless, here are the notes from my lesson.
Pride and the Priesthood
President Dieter F. Uchtdorf
October 2010 Gen. Conference
Every mortal has at least a casual, if not intimate relationship with the sin of pride.
I believe there is a difference between being proud of certain things and being prideful.
Pride Is the Sin of Self-Elevation
Alma 31:21-25
21Now the place was called by them Rameumptom, which, being interpreted, is the holy stand.
22Now, from this stand they did offer up, every man, the selfsame prayer unto God, thanking their God that they were chosen of him, and that he did not lead them away after the tradition of their brethren, and that their hearts were not stolen away to believe in things to come, which they knew nothing about.
23Now, after the people had all offered up thanks after this manner, they returned to their homes, anever speaking of their God again until they had assembled themselves together again to the holy stand, to offer up thanks after their manner.
24Now when Alma saw this his heart was agrieved; for he saw that they were a wicked and a perverse people; yea, he saw that their hearts were set upon gold, and upon silver, and upon all manner of fine goods.
25Yea, and he also saw that their hearts were alifted up unto great boasting, in their pride.
Pride is a deadly cancer.
Pride is a gateway sin that leads to a host of other human weaknesses.
Every other sin is, in essence, a manifestation of pride.
Despite His magnificent abilities and accomplishments, the Savior was always meek and humble.
We don’t discover humility by thinking less of ourselves; we discover humility by thinking less about ourselves.
“Pride is the great stumbling block to Zion.” -Pres. Ezra Taft Benson, May 1989
“Pride is a very misunderstood sin, and many are sinning in ignorance.” -Pres. Ezra Taft Benson, May 1989
“Pride is a sin that can readily be seen in others but is rarely admitted in ourselves.” -Pres. Ezra Taft Benson, May 1989
“The central feature of pride is enmity—enmity toward God and enmity toward our fellowmen. Enmity means “hatred toward, hostility to, or a state of opposition.” It is the power by which Satan wishes to reign over us.
Pride is essentially competitive in nature.”-Pres. Benson May 1989
The proud stand more in fear of men’s judgment than of God’s judgment. “What will men think of me?” weighs heavier than “What will God think of me?”-Pres. Benson May 1989
“Some prideful people are not so concerned as to whether their wages meet their needs as they are that their wages are more than someone else’s. Their reward is being a cut above the rest. This is the enmity of pride.-Pres. Benson May 1989
"Most of us consider pride to be a sin of those on the top, such as the rich and the learned, looking down at the rest of us. (See 2 Ne. 9:42.) There is, however, a far more common ailment among us—and that is pride from the bottom looking up. It is manifest in so many ways, such as faultfinding, gossiping, backbiting, murmuring, living beyond our means, envying, coveting, withholding gratitude and praise that might lift another, and being unforgiving and jealous.-Pres. Benson May 1989
Story attached to the egg soaps:
The Empty Egg
By: Author Unknown
Jeremy was born with a twisted body and a slow mind. At the age of 12 he was still in second grade, seemingly unable to learn. His teacher, Doris Miller, often became exasperated with him. He would squirm in his seat, drool, and make grunting noises. At other times, he spoke clearly and distinctly, as if a spot of light had penetrated the darkness of his brain. Most of the time, however, Jeremy just irritated his teacher. One day she called his parents and asked them to come in for a consultation. As the Forresters entered the empty classroom, Doris said to them, "Jeremy really belongs in a special school. It isn't fair to him to be with younger children who don't have learning problems. Why, there is a five year gap between his age and that of the other students."
Mrs. Forrester cried softly into a tissue, while her husband spoke. "Miss Miller," he said, "there is no school of that kind nearby. It would be a terrible shock for Jeremy if we had to take him out of this school. We know he really likes it here." Doris sat for a long time after they had left, staring at the snow outside the window. Its coldness seemed to seep into her soul. She wanted to sympathize with the Forresters. After all, their only child had a terminal illness. But it wasn't fair to keep him in her class. She had 18 other youngsters to teach, and Jeremy was a distraction. Furthermore, he would never learn to read and write. Why waste any more time trying?
As she pondered the situation, guilt washed over her. Here I am complaining when my problems are nothing compared to that poor family, she thought. Lord, please help me to be more patient with Jeremy. From that day on, she tried hard to ignore Jeremy's noises and his blank stares. Then one day, he limped to her desk, dragging his bad leg behind him.
"I love you, Miss Miller," he exclaimed, loud enough for the whole class to hear. The other students snickered, and Doris' face burned red. She stammered, "Wh-why that's very nice, Jeremy. N-now please take your seat."
Spring came, and the children talked excitedly about the coming of Easter. Doris told them the story of Jesus, and then to emphasize the idea of new life springing forth, she gave each of the children a large plastic egg. "Now," she said to them, "I want you to take this home and bring it back tomorrow with something inside that shows new life. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Miss Miller," the children responded enthusiastically-all except for Jeremy. He listened intently; his eyes never left her face. He did not even make his usual noises. Had he understood what she had said about Jesus' death and resurrection? Did he understand the assignment? Perhaps she should call his parents and explain the project to them.
That evening, Doris' kitchen sink stopped up. She called the landlord and waited an hour for him to come by and unclog it. After that, she still had to shop for groceries, iron a blouse, and prepare a vocabulary test for the next day. She completely forgot about phoning Jeremy's parents.
The next morning, 19 children came to school, laughing and talking as they placed their eggs in the large wicker basket on Miss Miller's desk. After they completed their math lesson, it was time to open the eggs. In the first egg, Doris found a flower. "Oh yes, a flower is certainly a sign of new life," she said. "When plants peek through the ground, we know that spring is here." A small girl in the first row waved her arm. "That's my egg, Miss Miller," she called out. The next egg contained a plastic butterfly, which looked very real. Doris held it up. "We all know that a caterpillar changes and grows into a beautiful butterfly. Yes, that's new life, too." Little Judy smiled proudly and said, "Miss Miller, that one is mine." Next, Doris found a rock with moss on it. She explained that moss, too, showed life. Billy spoke up from the back of the classroom, "My daddy helped me," he beamed.
Then Doris opened the fourth egg. She gasped. The egg was empty. Surely it must be Jeremy's she thought, and of course, he did not understand her instructions. If only she had not forgotten to phone his parents. Because she did not want to embarrass him, she quietly set the egg aside and reached for another. Suddenly, Jeremy spoke up. "Miss Miller, aren't you going to talk about my egg?" Flustered, Doris replied, "But Jeremy, your egg is empty." He looked into her eyes and said softly, "Yes, but Jesus' tomb was empty, too."
Time stopped. When she could speak again, Doris asked him, "Do you know why the tomb was empty?" "Oh, yes," Jeremy said, "Jesus was killed and put in there. Then His Father raised Him up."
The recess bell rang. While the children excitedly ran out to the schoolyard, Doris cried. The cold inside her melted completely away.
Three months later, Jeremy died. Those who paid their respects at the mortuary were surprised to see 19 eggs on top of his casket....... all of them empty.
Since our lesson had nothing to do with Easter, I wanted to somehow tie Easter into the lesson. That's when I thought of doing the soaps with the story attached.
Pride and the Priesthood
President Dieter F. Uchtdorf
October 2010 Gen. Conference
Every mortal has at least a casual, if not intimate relationship with the sin of pride.
I believe there is a difference between being proud of certain things and being prideful.
Pride Is the Sin of Self-Elevation
Alma 31:21-25
21Now the place was called by them Rameumptom, which, being interpreted, is the holy stand.
22Now, from this stand they did offer up, every man, the selfsame prayer unto God, thanking their God that they were chosen of him, and that he did not lead them away after the tradition of their brethren, and that their hearts were not stolen away to believe in things to come, which they knew nothing about.
23Now, after the people had all offered up thanks after this manner, they returned to their homes, anever speaking of their God again until they had assembled themselves together again to the holy stand, to offer up thanks after their manner.
24Now when Alma saw this his heart was agrieved; for he saw that they were a wicked and a perverse people; yea, he saw that their hearts were set upon gold, and upon silver, and upon all manner of fine goods.
25Yea, and he also saw that their hearts were alifted up unto great boasting, in their pride.
Pride is a deadly cancer.
Pride is a gateway sin that leads to a host of other human weaknesses.
Every other sin is, in essence, a manifestation of pride.
Despite His magnificent abilities and accomplishments, the Savior was always meek and humble.
We don’t discover humility by thinking less of ourselves; we discover humility by thinking less about ourselves.
“Pride is the great stumbling block to Zion.” -Pres. Ezra Taft Benson, May 1989
“Pride is a very misunderstood sin, and many are sinning in ignorance.” -Pres. Ezra Taft Benson, May 1989
“Pride is a sin that can readily be seen in others but is rarely admitted in ourselves.” -Pres. Ezra Taft Benson, May 1989
“The central feature of pride is enmity—enmity toward God and enmity toward our fellowmen. Enmity means “hatred toward, hostility to, or a state of opposition.” It is the power by which Satan wishes to reign over us.
Pride is essentially competitive in nature.”-Pres. Benson May 1989
The proud stand more in fear of men’s judgment than of God’s judgment. “What will men think of me?” weighs heavier than “What will God think of me?”-Pres. Benson May 1989
“Some prideful people are not so concerned as to whether their wages meet their needs as they are that their wages are more than someone else’s. Their reward is being a cut above the rest. This is the enmity of pride.-Pres. Benson May 1989
"Most of us consider pride to be a sin of those on the top, such as the rich and the learned, looking down at the rest of us. (See 2 Ne. 9:42.) There is, however, a far more common ailment among us—and that is pride from the bottom looking up. It is manifest in so many ways, such as faultfinding, gossiping, backbiting, murmuring, living beyond our means, envying, coveting, withholding gratitude and praise that might lift another, and being unforgiving and jealous.-Pres. Benson May 1989
The Empty Egg
By: Author Unknown
Jeremy was born with a twisted body and a slow mind. At the age of 12 he was still in second grade, seemingly unable to learn. His teacher, Doris Miller, often became exasperated with him. He would squirm in his seat, drool, and make grunting noises. At other times, he spoke clearly and distinctly, as if a spot of light had penetrated the darkness of his brain. Most of the time, however, Jeremy just irritated his teacher. One day she called his parents and asked them to come in for a consultation. As the Forresters entered the empty classroom, Doris said to them, "Jeremy really belongs in a special school. It isn't fair to him to be with younger children who don't have learning problems. Why, there is a five year gap between his age and that of the other students."
Mrs. Forrester cried softly into a tissue, while her husband spoke. "Miss Miller," he said, "there is no school of that kind nearby. It would be a terrible shock for Jeremy if we had to take him out of this school. We know he really likes it here." Doris sat for a long time after they had left, staring at the snow outside the window. Its coldness seemed to seep into her soul. She wanted to sympathize with the Forresters. After all, their only child had a terminal illness. But it wasn't fair to keep him in her class. She had 18 other youngsters to teach, and Jeremy was a distraction. Furthermore, he would never learn to read and write. Why waste any more time trying?
As she pondered the situation, guilt washed over her. Here I am complaining when my problems are nothing compared to that poor family, she thought. Lord, please help me to be more patient with Jeremy. From that day on, she tried hard to ignore Jeremy's noises and his blank stares. Then one day, he limped to her desk, dragging his bad leg behind him.
"I love you, Miss Miller," he exclaimed, loud enough for the whole class to hear. The other students snickered, and Doris' face burned red. She stammered, "Wh-why that's very nice, Jeremy. N-now please take your seat."
Spring came, and the children talked excitedly about the coming of Easter. Doris told them the story of Jesus, and then to emphasize the idea of new life springing forth, she gave each of the children a large plastic egg. "Now," she said to them, "I want you to take this home and bring it back tomorrow with something inside that shows new life. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Miss Miller," the children responded enthusiastically-all except for Jeremy. He listened intently; his eyes never left her face. He did not even make his usual noises. Had he understood what she had said about Jesus' death and resurrection? Did he understand the assignment? Perhaps she should call his parents and explain the project to them.
That evening, Doris' kitchen sink stopped up. She called the landlord and waited an hour for him to come by and unclog it. After that, she still had to shop for groceries, iron a blouse, and prepare a vocabulary test for the next day. She completely forgot about phoning Jeremy's parents.
The next morning, 19 children came to school, laughing and talking as they placed their eggs in the large wicker basket on Miss Miller's desk. After they completed their math lesson, it was time to open the eggs. In the first egg, Doris found a flower. "Oh yes, a flower is certainly a sign of new life," she said. "When plants peek through the ground, we know that spring is here." A small girl in the first row waved her arm. "That's my egg, Miss Miller," she called out. The next egg contained a plastic butterfly, which looked very real. Doris held it up. "We all know that a caterpillar changes and grows into a beautiful butterfly. Yes, that's new life, too." Little Judy smiled proudly and said, "Miss Miller, that one is mine." Next, Doris found a rock with moss on it. She explained that moss, too, showed life. Billy spoke up from the back of the classroom, "My daddy helped me," he beamed.
Then Doris opened the fourth egg. She gasped. The egg was empty. Surely it must be Jeremy's she thought, and of course, he did not understand her instructions. If only she had not forgotten to phone his parents. Because she did not want to embarrass him, she quietly set the egg aside and reached for another. Suddenly, Jeremy spoke up. "Miss Miller, aren't you going to talk about my egg?" Flustered, Doris replied, "But Jeremy, your egg is empty." He looked into her eyes and said softly, "Yes, but Jesus' tomb was empty, too."
Time stopped. When she could speak again, Doris asked him, "Do you know why the tomb was empty?" "Oh, yes," Jeremy said, "Jesus was killed and put in there. Then His Father raised Him up."
The recess bell rang. While the children excitedly ran out to the schoolyard, Doris cried. The cold inside her melted completely away.
Three months later, Jeremy died. Those who paid their respects at the mortuary were surprised to see 19 eggs on top of his casket....... all of them empty.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Old-Fashioned Banana Cream Pie
If you want to taste the best banana cream pie ever, try this recipe. I imagine this is how the pioneers made banana cream pie. Before Cool Whip, and instant pudding mix. The recipe actually uses flour as the thickener. I was somewhat worried about getting lumps but it turned out perfect. Deliciously divine. Superbly creamy. I have never tasted better banana cream pie.
It is slightly more difficult than using a boxed mix, but definitely worth it. Give it a try! Sorry no picture. :-(
Old-Fashioned Banana Cream Pie
Ingredients:
1 9-inch pie shell, baked
3 cups whole milk
3/4 cup white sugar
1/3 cup all-purpose flour
1/4 teaspoon salt
3 egg yolks, slightly beaten
2 Tablespoons butter
1 teaspoon vanilla
3 bananas
Directions:
1. Have baked 9-inch pie shell ready.
2. Pour the milk into a large saucepan. Combine the sugar, flour and salt; gradually stir into the milk.
3. Over medium heat, stirring constantly, cook until thickened. Cook for two minutes longer. [The mixture will not be as thick as pudding yet, will thicken more when egg yolks are added.]
4. In a small bowl, have the 3 egg yolks, slightly beaten, ready; temper the egg yolks by stirring a small amount of the hot mixture into beaten yolks; when thoroughly combined, stir yolks into hot mixture.
5. Cook for one minute longer, stirring constantly.
6. Remove from heat and blend in the butter and vanilla.
7. Let sit until lukewarm.
8. When ready to pour, slice bananas and scatter in pie shell; pour warm mixture over bananas. [We tossed our sliced bananas in a couple splashes of lemon juice to prevent browning before placing in baked pie crust.]
9. If desired, make a meringue (you'll have 3 leftover egg whites) to top the pie, or just let the pie cool until serving. [Meringue: 3 egg whites, 1/3 cup sugar, pinch of cream of tartar(optional); beat until stiff peaks form. Spread on top of pie, bake in 375° oven 10 to 12 minutes until peaks turn golden brown.]
* For coconut cream pie add one cup shredded coconut to milk as it’s being heated, omit bananas.
** Do not substitute low-fat milk for whole milk. I'm told that it will be soupy if you do.(we didn’t have whole milk so we used 3 cups half-and-half and 3 cups skim milk, we doubled the recipe.) It turned out perfect.
*** Variation: For those of you who are pie crust challenged :-), make a simple Graham cracker crust, or use premade pie shells.
It is slightly more difficult than using a boxed mix, but definitely worth it. Give it a try! Sorry no picture. :-(
Old-Fashioned Banana Cream Pie
Ingredients:
1 9-inch pie shell, baked
3 cups whole milk
3/4 cup white sugar
1/3 cup all-purpose flour
1/4 teaspoon salt
3 egg yolks, slightly beaten
2 Tablespoons butter
1 teaspoon vanilla
3 bananas
Directions:
1. Have baked 9-inch pie shell ready.
2. Pour the milk into a large saucepan. Combine the sugar, flour and salt; gradually stir into the milk.
3. Over medium heat, stirring constantly, cook until thickened. Cook for two minutes longer. [The mixture will not be as thick as pudding yet, will thicken more when egg yolks are added.]
4. In a small bowl, have the 3 egg yolks, slightly beaten, ready; temper the egg yolks by stirring a small amount of the hot mixture into beaten yolks; when thoroughly combined, stir yolks into hot mixture.
5. Cook for one minute longer, stirring constantly.
6. Remove from heat and blend in the butter and vanilla.
7. Let sit until lukewarm.
8. When ready to pour, slice bananas and scatter in pie shell; pour warm mixture over bananas. [We tossed our sliced bananas in a couple splashes of lemon juice to prevent browning before placing in baked pie crust.]
9. If desired, make a meringue (you'll have 3 leftover egg whites) to top the pie, or just let the pie cool until serving. [Meringue: 3 egg whites, 1/3 cup sugar, pinch of cream of tartar(optional); beat until stiff peaks form. Spread on top of pie, bake in 375° oven 10 to 12 minutes until peaks turn golden brown.]
* For coconut cream pie add one cup shredded coconut to milk as it’s being heated, omit bananas.
** Do not substitute low-fat milk for whole milk. I'm told that it will be soupy if you do.(we didn’t have whole milk so we used 3 cups half-and-half and 3 cups skim milk, we doubled the recipe.) It turned out perfect.
*** Variation: For those of you who are pie crust challenged :-), make a simple Graham cracker crust, or use premade pie shells.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Relief Society Lesson -- Courageous Parenting
Courageous Parenting
Larry R. Lawrence
Of the Second Quorum of the 70
October 2010 General Conference
In these last days, what the world really needs is courageous parenting from mothers and fathers who are not afraid to speak up and take a stand.
“Parenting is not a popularity contest” -Elder Joe J. Christensen
“Sometimes we are afraid of our children—afraid to counsel with them for fear of offending them.” -Elder Robert D. Hales
Young people understand more than we realize because they too have the gift of the Holy Ghost.
It’s so important for husbands and wives to be united when making parenting decisions.
It is vital that parents have the courage to speak up and intervene before Satan succeeds.
"When morality is involved, we have both the right and the obligation to raise a warning voice.” -President Boyd K. Packer
Consider five fundamental practices that have the power to fortify our youth:
1. family prayer
2. Family scripture study
3. family home evening
4. family dinner together
5. regular one-on-one interviews with each child.
One of the most effective ways we can influence our sons and daughters is to counsel with them in private interviews.
Satan and his followers are striving to bring this generation down; the Lord is counting on valiant parents to bring them up.
Larry R. Lawrence
Of the Second Quorum of the 70
October 2010 General Conference
In these last days, what the world really needs is courageous parenting from mothers and fathers who are not afraid to speak up and take a stand.
“Parenting is not a popularity contest” -Elder Joe J. Christensen
“Sometimes we are afraid of our children—afraid to counsel with them for fear of offending them.” -Elder Robert D. Hales
Young people understand more than we realize because they too have the gift of the Holy Ghost.
It’s so important for husbands and wives to be united when making parenting decisions.
It is vital that parents have the courage to speak up and intervene before Satan succeeds.
"When morality is involved, we have both the right and the obligation to raise a warning voice.” -President Boyd K. Packer
Consider five fundamental practices that have the power to fortify our youth:
1. family prayer
2. Family scripture study
3. family home evening
4. family dinner together
5. regular one-on-one interviews with each child.
One of the most effective ways we can influence our sons and daughters is to counsel with them in private interviews.
Satan and his followers are striving to bring this generation down; the Lord is counting on valiant parents to bring them up.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Fredette About It
It’s a sad day. The Jimmer show is over. BYU lost to Florida in overtime in the Sweet 16 last night. I’m actually surprised at how close the score was considering what an off night BYU had. Nobody’s shots were sinking. Even the easy layups were missed. Yet it was tied at the half and also at the end of regulation. BYU put up a good fight, but in the end they lost. Sometimes things just don’t go your way. Jimmer was three for 15, or only 20% for three-point tries. But it wasn’t just Jimmer. The team as a whole did not play well. And that’s just the way it goes sometimes.
It is sad to see BYU’s best chance in 30 years end. It certainly was fun to watch the Jimmer do his stuff. He still made two or three amazing shots yesterday. Even on a bad day. And like Jimmer said in the postgame interview most people didn’t expect them to even get to the Sweet 16 after the adversity the team faced this year.
So, despite the abrupt end to a spectacular season, and the end Jimmer’s college basketball career, I am extremely proud of their accomplishments. Not only because of their obvious talent and hard work. But because of their individual values and standards, in honorably representing BYU and everything it stands for. As was mentioned in a recent sports article, if every college basketball player was held to the standards that BYU basketball players are held to, there wouldn’t be any college basketball players, except for BYU.
It’s refreshing to see a team excel because of their talent and work ethics. Despite not having the “most talent”, or best recruits. It’s refreshing to see an excellent basketball team without tattoos defacing their arms. It’s refreshing to see a clean cut, earring-less basketball team do well. It’s refreshing to see a university enforce rules and put morals and the welfare of its students above money and fame.
A recent news article I read called BYU “America’s team” partly because Jimmer is the best college basketball player this year, and partly because BYU’s ethics elevated college sports. Even if they wouldn’t admit it, a lot of people were rooting for the cougars.
So, despite the fact that Jimmer and the crew didn’t reach the elite eight, or the final four, or the national championship game, they are still winners. In my mind, Jimmer and the rest of the BYU basketball team are heads and tails above the rest.
In the end, basketball is just a game. And Jimmer and the boys know that.
That’s my two cents.
It is sad to see BYU’s best chance in 30 years end. It certainly was fun to watch the Jimmer do his stuff. He still made two or three amazing shots yesterday. Even on a bad day. And like Jimmer said in the postgame interview most people didn’t expect them to even get to the Sweet 16 after the adversity the team faced this year.
So, despite the abrupt end to a spectacular season, and the end Jimmer’s college basketball career, I am extremely proud of their accomplishments. Not only because of their obvious talent and hard work. But because of their individual values and standards, in honorably representing BYU and everything it stands for. As was mentioned in a recent sports article, if every college basketball player was held to the standards that BYU basketball players are held to, there wouldn’t be any college basketball players, except for BYU.
It’s refreshing to see a team excel because of their talent and work ethics. Despite not having the “most talent”, or best recruits. It’s refreshing to see an excellent basketball team without tattoos defacing their arms. It’s refreshing to see a clean cut, earring-less basketball team do well. It’s refreshing to see a university enforce rules and put morals and the welfare of its students above money and fame.
A recent news article I read called BYU “America’s team” partly because Jimmer is the best college basketball player this year, and partly because BYU’s ethics elevated college sports. Even if they wouldn’t admit it, a lot of people were rooting for the cougars.
So, despite the fact that Jimmer and the crew didn’t reach the elite eight, or the final four, or the national championship game, they are still winners. In my mind, Jimmer and the rest of the BYU basketball team are heads and tails above the rest.
In the end, basketball is just a game. And Jimmer and the boys know that.
That’s my two cents.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Gonzaga got Jimmered!
It was an awesome game. When BYU is on nobody can beat them. Jimmer was amazing tonight as was the rest of the team. All the media reports I read here in Washington were not giving BYU a chance against Gonzaga. That's what made the victory even more sweet. Gonzaga got Jimmered. BYU taught them how to Jimmer.
I'm not really a basketball fan but I jumped on the Jimmermania bandwagon when I saw the game against San Diego State University about a month ago. SDSU got Jimmered that day. That was before the much talked about suspension of one of BYU's star players because of an honor code violation.
I grew up in BYU's backyard and was a big BYU fan during my growing up years. I did not attend BYU but I am a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of latter-day Saints and therefore a BYU fan by default.
I think it's awesome that a bunch of clean-cut, tattooless, college kids with values can make it to the Sweet 16 in the NCAA tournament. Especially since nobody gave them much hope after losing one of their star players to honor code violation suspension.
Now, go teach Florida how to Jimmer!
That's my two cents.
I'm not really a basketball fan but I jumped on the Jimmermania bandwagon when I saw the game against San Diego State University about a month ago. SDSU got Jimmered that day. That was before the much talked about suspension of one of BYU's star players because of an honor code violation.
I grew up in BYU's backyard and was a big BYU fan during my growing up years. I did not attend BYU but I am a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of latter-day Saints and therefore a BYU fan by default.
I think it's awesome that a bunch of clean-cut, tattooless, college kids with values can make it to the Sweet 16 in the NCAA tournament. Especially since nobody gave them much hope after losing one of their star players to honor code violation suspension.
Now, go teach Florida how to Jimmer!
That's my two cents.
Teach Me How to Jimmer
Lyrics: Teach Me How to Jimmer By Feel-Good Music Coalition
Verse 1: Mighty Quinn
(Hey Mighty Quinn) Wassup? (Can you teach me how to Jimmer?)
Well sit back and relax and just let this thought simmer, cause it seems that these days even Utah fans be gushing, and a you, you, you, you’re all man crushin. (ok)
Jimmer Fredette, (hey) Nuttin but net, crazy in a daze, no defense can faze, 30 footers he raises, always amazes,
nuttin but praise, T.J. taught him in phazes.
Boy is the truth! (how do you know?) Cause Nelly said it, he’s the real King James (what should I do?)
Just Fredette it.
P.O.Y.’s comin go handle your business, supposedly the best, whatchu talkin about Willis?
Don’t be talking trash cause ya know that he’s a winner so Tre’von, Dairese, Kawhi, and Jiggy (GET JIMMERED!)
Even Wild Bill be blushin like a Portly Pirate Poet sayin (I’m in love and I just don’t care who knows it!)
Verse 2: KMC (Kalin Curran)
His mother named him Jimmer, he likes to bring the hammer, he kinda does a shimmer, he’s not much of a jammer, rise and shout they sing, he’s got you on a string,
he’s not much into bling , except for CTR rings,
Stopping, poppin, dudes blowing your mind,
Droppin dimes or even just getting to the line,
No comeback needed when Jimmers on the floor,
he’s ahead of the game fans storming the court,
Fellas think they can stop him talkin trash now you got your wish,ball don’t lie what you just heard was a swish,
nothing comes out when they moving their lips,
just a- just a- just a- just a bunch of Jimmer-ish.
They all love him, man woman and child,
Cause the 40 point games it be driving them wild,
best believe he’s getting 50, nifty, with a shifty flow,
Houston -Vegas -Provo welcome to the Jimmer show.
Verse 3: Definit (Sean Curran)
Jimmers in the game now ya really wish you wasn’t,
Now he’s hittin treys – Fredette about it cousin,
numbers don’t lie can’t bet against a winner,
Even Vegas sinners put their money on jimmer,
the fears in your eye so step aside junior,
Ricky Bobby couldn’t handle this cougar,
put you in a stretcher best believe you’ll need a suture,
Flying down the court somebody yell shooter!
Forget mountain dew I’m all jacked up on jimmer,
best scorer in the world check Kevin Durants twitter,
Coast to coast who loves him the most, huh?
Chuck Norris even has a Jimmer poster
32 your my hero yes yall heard me,
Superman sleeps in a (what) jimmer jersey,
now what I’m about to say just might sound crazy,
can you be the surrogate for my baby?
Verse 4: Young Sim (Simeon Lawrence)
Look I know I’m a UTE fan but let me get a few bars,
Never been a hater I admit he’s a true star.
Hardly agree when it comes to red & blue.
But on the real you could catch me doing the Jimmer too.
Fade away, jumpshot, off the pick, nice arch -
6’2″ guard he could take you off the dribble,
Probably shouldnt foul his free throw is official,
You could probably slow him down if you good with the officials, and 1 calls man i hardly heard the whistles,
So the fans – upset water bottles to the refs.
And im a keep it real, best guard in the west.
(WEST?! POY man, Jimmer Fredette)
Monday, March 7, 2011
Commentary on Elder L. Tom Perry's CES Fireside
I watched the CES fireside last night with Elder L. Tom Perry. I forgot I was going to post a reminder to everybody that it was on yesterday. Anyway, I'm just going off memory here but the thing that stood out to me from his talk was when he mentioned that nowadays most people will say they are spiritual instead of religious. They don't want to be tied to a specific religion. And if a principle of faith fits in with their lifestyle that they will abide by it. But if not, then they will toss it aside.
Anyway, that's what I got out of the fireside last night. Now for my commentary. You know, I have to put in my two cents. :-) After all, that's the name of my blog.
I think that is true, the part about only abiding by a principle of faith/commandment if it fits in with their particular lifestyle, even in the Church. How many times do people listen to General Conference and if something is mentioned that does not fit in with their lifestyle, such as mothers should not work outside the home, or President Packer's talk which caused such an uproar, they discard it or even protest it?
For some reason, people think they are somehow excluded or immune from obeying the commandments when it doesn't fit their lifestyle. For some reason that particular commandment does not pertain to them.
How many "active, good, strong members of the Church" pay good money to sit in a dark theater and be bombarded by profanity, promiscuity, violence and lies all in the name of entertainment? How many times have we been told in general conference and otherwise not only to avoid R-rated movies but to avoid anything that drives the spirit away? Which, in my opinion, is basically any movie that Hollywood puts out, or any television drama, sitcom, talk show, etc.
Why do we think the Prophet's/apostle's counsel doesn't pertain to us? Are we somehow immune to Satan's attacks on our spirit, while others are not? I don't think so. And if you think you are, you are a fool.
Let me just give you an example that one of my family members shared with me. Certain members of a Young Women's presidency were overheard discussing a certain television show in which a bachelor dates a bunch of different women, including "overnight dates" and then selects one woman to marry.
Basically, this show teaches that promiscuity is not only acceptable but good. Not only that, but it also teaches that we should use people, then reject them. Amongst other horrible things that the show teaches. Anyway, these members of the Young women's presidency were talking about a certain episode and what happened after the "overnight date" and what this bachelor should do and who he should pick and so forth. One of them made the comment, "I don't know why more people don't watch this show". All of this being said in front of the young women to whom these leaders are supposed to teach correct principles and be good examples.
I find that to be totally reprehensible and abhorrent behavior by these young women leaders. But this example illustrates my point that people, including church members, will only abide by principles of faith/commandments that fit their lifestyle. The saddest part of this whole story is that these particular leaders of youth apparently saw nothing wrong with their behavior because they were in the house of the Lord at a Young women’s activity, as they were discussing the scumbag show in front of the girls.
As a tribute to the youth of the Church, let me tell you what one of the young women who overheard the conversation of her leaders later said/did. This young woman was so disgusted that she literally walked away so she wouldn’t have to continue listening. And said, in a disgusted voice, “They’re talking about The Bachelor!”
Let me just leave you with a couple of quotes from Elder Perry's talk. (The transcript is not available yet so I obtained these quotes from a summary article written on DeseretNews.com)
"As I look to the future — as I look at your future — I pray that you will step forward and assume your responsibility of preserving the noble heritage of the past," he said. "I pray that in a future day you will be known as 'The Greatest Generation.' Your war is different. I am full aware that your challenge will be much greater than ours. We knew our enemy on the battlefield. They were shooting at us. The enemy today is more sinister. He does not always confront us in head-on battle. Instead, he hides in almost every device known to man."
"My young friends, as you see the weakening of Christian faith in society your own faith must become even more firm and sure. You are the generation the Lord has saved for this day," he said.
As our world becomes more evil, and Satan becomes more sinister and deceptive, I hope we can all remain strong in our values, and stand up for our beliefs, and defend truth.
That’s my two cents.
Anyway, that's what I got out of the fireside last night. Now for my commentary. You know, I have to put in my two cents. :-) After all, that's the name of my blog.
I think that is true, the part about only abiding by a principle of faith/commandment if it fits in with their particular lifestyle, even in the Church. How many times do people listen to General Conference and if something is mentioned that does not fit in with their lifestyle, such as mothers should not work outside the home, or President Packer's talk which caused such an uproar, they discard it or even protest it?
For some reason, people think they are somehow excluded or immune from obeying the commandments when it doesn't fit their lifestyle. For some reason that particular commandment does not pertain to them.
How many "active, good, strong members of the Church" pay good money to sit in a dark theater and be bombarded by profanity, promiscuity, violence and lies all in the name of entertainment? How many times have we been told in general conference and otherwise not only to avoid R-rated movies but to avoid anything that drives the spirit away? Which, in my opinion, is basically any movie that Hollywood puts out, or any television drama, sitcom, talk show, etc.
Why do we think the Prophet's/apostle's counsel doesn't pertain to us? Are we somehow immune to Satan's attacks on our spirit, while others are not? I don't think so. And if you think you are, you are a fool.
Let me just give you an example that one of my family members shared with me. Certain members of a Young Women's presidency were overheard discussing a certain television show in which a bachelor dates a bunch of different women, including "overnight dates" and then selects one woman to marry.
Basically, this show teaches that promiscuity is not only acceptable but good. Not only that, but it also teaches that we should use people, then reject them. Amongst other horrible things that the show teaches. Anyway, these members of the Young women's presidency were talking about a certain episode and what happened after the "overnight date" and what this bachelor should do and who he should pick and so forth. One of them made the comment, "I don't know why more people don't watch this show". All of this being said in front of the young women to whom these leaders are supposed to teach correct principles and be good examples.
I find that to be totally reprehensible and abhorrent behavior by these young women leaders. But this example illustrates my point that people, including church members, will only abide by principles of faith/commandments that fit their lifestyle. The saddest part of this whole story is that these particular leaders of youth apparently saw nothing wrong with their behavior because they were in the house of the Lord at a Young women’s activity, as they were discussing the scumbag show in front of the girls.
As a tribute to the youth of the Church, let me tell you what one of the young women who overheard the conversation of her leaders later said/did. This young woman was so disgusted that she literally walked away so she wouldn’t have to continue listening. And said, in a disgusted voice, “They’re talking about The Bachelor!”
Let me just leave you with a couple of quotes from Elder Perry's talk. (The transcript is not available yet so I obtained these quotes from a summary article written on DeseretNews.com)
"As I look to the future — as I look at your future — I pray that you will step forward and assume your responsibility of preserving the noble heritage of the past," he said. "I pray that in a future day you will be known as 'The Greatest Generation.' Your war is different. I am full aware that your challenge will be much greater than ours. We knew our enemy on the battlefield. They were shooting at us. The enemy today is more sinister. He does not always confront us in head-on battle. Instead, he hides in almost every device known to man."
"My young friends, as you see the weakening of Christian faith in society your own faith must become even more firm and sure. You are the generation the Lord has saved for this day," he said.
As our world becomes more evil, and Satan becomes more sinister and deceptive, I hope we can all remain strong in our values, and stand up for our beliefs, and defend truth.
That’s my two cents.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Honor Code
BYU’s basketball team is ranked third in the nation. They were on track to become a number one seed in the NCAA tournament. But unfortunately, one of their students who happens to be a star player on the basketball team was suspended for the rest of the season because of an honor code violation. As result, the basketball team lost to an unranked New Mexico team on Wednesday. I personally think it had more to do with the mental stress of losing their friend/teammate and all of the national attention that has been brought to the team because of the mistake of one young man.
I am purposely not mentioning the young man’s name. Because I think his name has been dragged through the mud enough. But I applaud him for owning up to his mistake and admitting to his wrongdoing. From what I’ve read, he seems remorseful, and will hopefully be able to get through this hard time and go through the necessary steps to stay at BYU and be on the basketball team again next year.
BYU did not disclose what this young man’s honor code violation was. But of course, certain “sources” disclosed to the media, specifically the Salt Lake Tribune, what the specifics were and it’s been dragged through the media circuit.
I understand people’s curiosity. And the fact that most people in this country see nothing wrong with what this young man did to violate the honor code. For this young man’s sake, I wish the details of his transgression had not been disclosed. I’m sure he’s suffering enough without having the national media jump all over this story.
I do find it refreshing that most of the news articles I have read have applauded BYU for sticking to their values, even though it will likely cost the university a lot of money.
Even though most of the people writing the articles are not LDS, and would personally not abide by BYU’s honor code, most agree that BYU is correct in treating this athlete as they would any other student who violates the honor code.
I did not attend BYU. But I am a Mormon. And I fully understand the honor code that every student must sign at the beginning of each year of their schooling at BYU. Everybody makes mistakes and unfortunately for this young man on the basketball team, this particular mistake couldn’t have occurred at a worse time. Not only for the school, and the basketball team, but for him.
For every choice there is a consequence. Our choices not only affect us, but many people. In this case, it has drawn national attention. BYU will most likely not fare as well in the NCAA tournament as they would have before the honor code violation suspension. Not because they lost a star player but because of the media circus and mental distraction to the remaining players on the BYU basketball team.
But, in the end, basketball is just a game. BYU’s integrity and consistency in upholding the honor code is more important than money or the fame and glory of doing well in a basketball tournament. Although it may appear that BYU is treating this young man unfairly, he knew what was expected of him when he signed the honor code to attend BYU. And it would be detrimental to him, if he did not have to pay the consequence of his mistake. Hopefully he will learn from this experience and become a better person.
That’s my two cents.
I am purposely not mentioning the young man’s name. Because I think his name has been dragged through the mud enough. But I applaud him for owning up to his mistake and admitting to his wrongdoing. From what I’ve read, he seems remorseful, and will hopefully be able to get through this hard time and go through the necessary steps to stay at BYU and be on the basketball team again next year.
BYU did not disclose what this young man’s honor code violation was. But of course, certain “sources” disclosed to the media, specifically the Salt Lake Tribune, what the specifics were and it’s been dragged through the media circuit.
I understand people’s curiosity. And the fact that most people in this country see nothing wrong with what this young man did to violate the honor code. For this young man’s sake, I wish the details of his transgression had not been disclosed. I’m sure he’s suffering enough without having the national media jump all over this story.
I do find it refreshing that most of the news articles I have read have applauded BYU for sticking to their values, even though it will likely cost the university a lot of money.
Even though most of the people writing the articles are not LDS, and would personally not abide by BYU’s honor code, most agree that BYU is correct in treating this athlete as they would any other student who violates the honor code.
I did not attend BYU. But I am a Mormon. And I fully understand the honor code that every student must sign at the beginning of each year of their schooling at BYU. Everybody makes mistakes and unfortunately for this young man on the basketball team, this particular mistake couldn’t have occurred at a worse time. Not only for the school, and the basketball team, but for him.
For every choice there is a consequence. Our choices not only affect us, but many people. In this case, it has drawn national attention. BYU will most likely not fare as well in the NCAA tournament as they would have before the honor code violation suspension. Not because they lost a star player but because of the media circus and mental distraction to the remaining players on the BYU basketball team.
But, in the end, basketball is just a game. BYU’s integrity and consistency in upholding the honor code is more important than money or the fame and glory of doing well in a basketball tournament. Although it may appear that BYU is treating this young man unfairly, he knew what was expected of him when he signed the honor code to attend BYU. And it would be detrimental to him, if he did not have to pay the consequence of his mistake. Hopefully he will learn from this experience and become a better person.
That’s my two cents.
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