We have been planning a trip to Disneyland for a couple of years now. You know, it's kind of the thing to do - what childhood would be complete without a trip to Disneyland to meet the princesses and ride Space Mountain? And with Harry Potter land (or whatever they call it), even more reason.
But the other night we were playing a "dinner game" that came in a Chick-Fil-A kids meal. The game contains a collection of cards that contain simple games and activities. They are designed to start conversations and improve the quality of the family dinner time. That night, the question was, "If you could go on vacation anywhere in the world (that you have not been), where would you go?" We all took turns. I chose Spain or Italy. Lauren chose New York (to see the Statue of Liberty). Faith chose Washington DC. I can't remember what Michael chose. And Jeff didn't get a turn to answer because everyone else was talking about all the things to see in Washington DC or New York. (HA! Isn't that how it goes?)
It suddenly hit me what was NOT on that list. No one had mentioned Disneyland. All three of the kids had picked places in the U.S. that were NOT Disneyland. And if we didn't go to Disneyland, we could certainly manage to visit one of those places. So I asked if maybe we should rethink our plan.
I should insert here that we are planning to take the kids to Europe in a few years, hopefully for an entire summer. This experience will be just a little bit expensive, so the trip we are currently planning will likely be our last "big" vacation until then. So where we go matters. (I mean, I know it doesn't matter in the long-term "how will my life turn out" sense, but it still matters.)
We gave the kids a few days to think about where they really want to go, and last night we came to a unanimous decision. We are going to DC later this year! I am really excited. Faith wants to visit the National Mall. Lauren wants to see the Vietnam Memorial and Smokey the Bear (we had to have a chat about that one - she apparently missed the part in school where he is a cartoon, and the real-life bear that was named after him died in 1976). Jeff and I are excited to make a side-trip to Virginia to visit my sister and see some historical sites there. And Michael is just along for the ride. I don't think he really cares. For some reason, boys seem to lose their opinions when they turn 10 or so. I'm assuming they get them back at around 14, when their primary opinion will be "I hate everything and everyone around me."
Jeff has been to DC several times for work, but I've only been there once. What's on your list of family-friendly, "must-do" activities? (Besides the National Mall and various Smithsonian museums there.)
Tuesday, January 31, 2017
Sunday, January 22, 2017
Something that makes this Mormon woman stand (up and say something)
It’s no secret that I love to argue and debate and discuss all kinds of issues, both moral and political. (And let’s be honest, many issues fall into both categories.) In fact, my former brother-in-law was banned by my sister from talking with me because it always ended in an argument – ha! But productive and enlightening discourse can only occur on the presumption of honesty. In other words, it is fine to disagree with others and to promote your own agenda or cause. But when you knowingly misrepresent that agenda or the justification of it, then you are being dishonest.
Today’s case in point: Mormon Women Stand. This is a
Facebook group that I have recently become acquainted with. The description of
the groups says, “LDS women who, without hesitation, sustain the Lord's
Prophet, the Family Proclamation as doctrine and our divine role as covenant
women for Christ.”
Okay. I can get behind that. A lot of women I know and
respect like their page, and that’s how I came across a particular article that
was posted by them titled “Abortion: The Mormon Perspective on Abortion and
Human Life.”
The second paragraph of the article begins, "The Church
of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is firmly and openly against abortion, and
continues to stand against this 'assault on the defenseless.'"
Now my first thought was, “Hold on, that isn’t the Church’s policy on abortion.” I’m one of those nerdy types who reads things like the Church Handbook and Mormon Newsroom for fun. So I’m pretty well versed in official positions of the Church, particularly about various social issues. (You can quiz me at another time. Trust me, I’m great fun at parties.)
But I continued to read the article, and it is full of
quotes from prophets and apostles regarding the evils of abortion. I can’t
really argue with any of those quotes. I agree with them, both individually and
collectively. But here’s the thing – the article never, not once, cites the
Church’s official position on abortion. And that fact alone means that the
contents of the article do not contain the whole story of the Church’s
position. There is a link at the bottom of the article to the Church’s site,
where you could find out the official position if you want to go look for it.
But if you just read the article, you will definitely finish believing that all
abortion is a horrible sin that is soundly condemned by the Church.
But it isn’t.
WHAT!?!?!? THE MORMON CHURCH DOESN’T CONDEMN ABORTION!?!?!?
Nope. Not in the way this article is portraying, at least.
Here’s the Church’s official position, as put forth by
Mormon Newsroom (yes, an official LDS site, as opposed to Mormon Women Stand):
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day
Saints believes in the sanctity of human life. Therefore, the Church opposes
elective abortion for personal or social convenience, and counsels its members
not to submit to, perform, encourage, pay for, or arrange for such abortions.
The Church allows for possible
exceptions for its members when:
- Pregnancy results from rape or incest, or
- A competent physician determines that the life or health of the mother is in serious jeopardy, or
- A competent physician determines that the fetus has severe defects that will not allow the baby to survive beyond birth.
The Church teaches its members that
even these rare exceptions do not justify abortion automatically. Abortion is a
most serious matter and should be considered only after the persons involved
have consulted with their local church leaders and feel through personal prayer
that their decision is correct.
The Church has not favored or opposed
legislative proposals or public demonstrations concerning abortion. (source here)
So the Church clearly opposes “abortion for personal or
social convenience.” But not all abortions are for personal or social
convenience. And the Church recognizes that, or it wouldn’t go on to list some
few and rare circumstances in which abortion might be justified.
I have a dear friend who is LDS, and who unfortunately had
one of these procedures. And yes, it fell into one of the categories the Church
considers justified. All I could think as I read this article was how
devastated I would feel if I was her. I would feel alienated by this complete lack
of acknowledgment that there are times when an abortion might be justified, and the implication (indeed, direct statement) that she needs to repent and ask forgiveness for this supposed "sin." My heart
broke for her and for any other woman who is in her position who might be
reading that article.
And then I got angry. But I controlled my anger like a good
Mormon woman (one of the few times, I assure you). I made a comment on the
article, in which I basically said what I’ve said above – I cited portions of
the Church’s official position, and stated that there are exceptions, although
they are admittedly rare. I also said that if the group was going to post an
article that presumably defended the Church’s position, I hoped they would at
least accurately represent that position. My comment was thoughtful (in my
opinion, at least) and not argumentative.
The comment got a lot of “likes” and even a comment or two
in the vein of “Yes! Thank you for saying this!”
And then it got deleted.
Disappeared.
Vanished.
Apparently, the page administrator doesn’t like that the
Church allows for some abortions. Or maybe they don’t want people to know that it’s
okay for some women in some circumstances to make that decision through prayer,
in consultation with their doctors and priesthood leaders. Read the statement.
That’s what it says.
Another section from the article posted by Mormon Women
Stand:
“This article has been created to add to the current
conversation and can be used as a resource guide for Mormons on the topic of
abortion. It utilizes information from scriptures, Church doctrine, and
teachings from past and present prophets and apostles, and will hopefully help
members of the Church explain, teach and defend their beliefs on this issue.”
Please, if you are reading this, take time to study and read
for yourselves and learn what the scriptures say. Learn what the official
statements of the Church are on various topics. Read the entire talks of Church
leaders who address this, rather than the short portion included in the
article. I assure you, they are much more representative of position laid out
by Mormon Newsroom. Pray and listen to the spirit, and let him teach you truth.
Do these things so that you will not be deceived. Just because someone claims to
represent Mormon Women, does not mean they represent Mormon doctrine or
position.
And to Mormon Women Stand (and other groups that
misrepresent the teachings of prophets and apostles): Stop putting the Church into
a box you’ve created. Stop using the Church to justify your own positions. If you
want to persuade people to your opinion, you’ll have to do better than relying
on misrepresentations and incomplete information. That’s called dishonesty, and
it is definitely NOT what this Mormon woman stands for.
Saturday, January 21, 2017
Post-Inauguration day thoughts
Today my heart is heavy. I feel like I’m grieving, and yes,
it has a lot to do with the new president and his inauguration and the events
of the last couple of days. But it probably isn’t what you think. I grieve
because I am seeing so much hate on social media. So. Much. Hate.
When your post or comment contains derogatory name-calling,
you’ve moved beyond helpful discourse and descended into pettiness.
When you make statements such as “get over it,” you refuse
to acknowledge that the other side has legitimate concerns and fears and
doubts. And when you refuse to acknowledge that, you have lost empathy.
When you claim that all those who voted for one person are
sexist, racist, misogynists, you fail to acknowledge that in fact, an
overwhelming majority of them are good, hard-working, loyal Americans who feel
that the administration of the last eight years had lost touch with their
concerns and was not serving their interests. Just like the administration of
the previous eight years maybe didn’t serve your primary interests. I come from
a conservative, traditionally Republican family. I can pretty much guarantee that
I am one of a very few of them who bucked that tradition in this election. But I
can also guarantee that you will never find a group of more loving, accepting,
caring, devoted, loyal, amazing people than my extended (and immediate) family.
I take personal offense at the suggestion that they are racist or deplorable in
any sense of the word.
When you lump all protestors into the same category as the
anarchists who destroy property (217 arrests out of over 10,000 protestors),
you fail to acknowledge the power of a peaceful protest and the right of those
who feel marginalized to engage in such protests.
Consider this an appeal for more decency from all sides.
Recognize that the issues are more nuanced than any soundbite, newspaper
article, or television/radio spot can explain. Seek to learn from those who
have different experiences and different perspectives. You don’t have to agree,
but seek to understand.
Monday, April 6, 2015
heartache
I recently learned that someone I love very much has been deliberately deceptive for the last year and a half. She constructed a completely false story which she then distributed to dozens of people, for purely selfish reasons. She has outright lied about some of her choices because she didn't want to be judged for them.
At least, I assume that's why she lied. I'm not sure she even knows yet that I know about her lies, so I haven't asked her about her reasons.
I'm kind of waiting for her to come to me. But I don't think she will. She obviously didn't care enough to tell the truth in the beginning, so why would it be any different now?
The repercussions of her decision to lie are heartbreaking. It will seriously affect her relationship with me and with others that love her for a long time.
She pulled others into her lies as well. Those others are, of course, responsible for their own choices and the part they played in her deception. But the fact that she even asked them to go along with it is another blow to her character.
She thought I (and others) would judge her for her lifestyle. But she never gave us the chance to make that choice. By making that assumption, she became the one who judged.
If I judge her for her choices, that's on me. But if she lies, that's on her.
At least, I assume that's why she lied. I'm not sure she even knows yet that I know about her lies, so I haven't asked her about her reasons.
I'm kind of waiting for her to come to me. But I don't think she will. She obviously didn't care enough to tell the truth in the beginning, so why would it be any different now?
The repercussions of her decision to lie are heartbreaking. It will seriously affect her relationship with me and with others that love her for a long time.
She pulled others into her lies as well. Those others are, of course, responsible for their own choices and the part they played in her deception. But the fact that she even asked them to go along with it is another blow to her character.
She thought I (and others) would judge her for her lifestyle. But she never gave us the chance to make that choice. By making that assumption, she became the one who judged.
If I judge her for her choices, that's on me. But if she lies, that's on her.
Sunday, March 29, 2015
When hymns collide
Rev'rently and meekly now, Let thy head most humbly bow.
Think of me, thou ransomed one; Think what I for thee have done.
With my blood that dripped like rain, Sweat in agony of pain,
With my body on the tree, I have ransomed even thee.
With humble heart, I bow my head
And think of thee, O Savior, Lord.
I take the water and the bread
To show remembrance of thy word.
In this bread now blest for thee, Emblem of my body see;
In this water or this wine, Emblem of my blood divine.
Oh, remember what was done That the sinner might be won.
On the cross of Calvary I have suffered death for thee.
Help me remember, I implore,
Thou gav'st thy life on Calvary,
That I might live forevermore
And grow, dear Lord, to be like thee.
To be like thee! I lift my eyes
From earth below toward heav'n above,
That I may learn from vaulted skies
How I my worthiness can prove.
Bid thine heart all strife to cease; With thy brethren be at peace.
Oh, forgive as thou wouldst be E'en forgiven now by me.
In the solemn faith of prayer Cast upon me all thy care,
And my Spirit's grace shall be Like a fountain unto thee.
As I walk daily here on earth,
Give me thy Spirit as I seek
A change of heart, another birth,
And grow, dear Lord, to be like thee.
At the throne I intercede; For thee ever do I plead.
I have loved thee as thy friend, With a love that cannot end.
Be obedient, I implore, Prayerful, watchful, evermore,
And be constant unto me, That thy Savior I may be.
"With Humble Heart," Hymns, No. 171
"Reverently and Meekly Now," Hymns, No. 185
Think of me, thou ransomed one; Think what I for thee have done.
With my blood that dripped like rain, Sweat in agony of pain,
With my body on the tree, I have ransomed even thee.
With humble heart, I bow my head
And think of thee, O Savior, Lord.
I take the water and the bread
To show remembrance of thy word.
In this bread now blest for thee, Emblem of my body see;
In this water or this wine, Emblem of my blood divine.
Oh, remember what was done That the sinner might be won.
On the cross of Calvary I have suffered death for thee.
Help me remember, I implore,
Thou gav'st thy life on Calvary,
That I might live forevermore
And grow, dear Lord, to be like thee.
To be like thee! I lift my eyes
From earth below toward heav'n above,
That I may learn from vaulted skies
How I my worthiness can prove.
Bid thine heart all strife to cease; With thy brethren be at peace.
Oh, forgive as thou wouldst be E'en forgiven now by me.
In the solemn faith of prayer Cast upon me all thy care,
And my Spirit's grace shall be Like a fountain unto thee.
As I walk daily here on earth,
Give me thy Spirit as I seek
A change of heart, another birth,
And grow, dear Lord, to be like thee.
At the throne I intercede; For thee ever do I plead.
I have loved thee as thy friend, With a love that cannot end.
Be obedient, I implore, Prayerful, watchful, evermore,
And be constant unto me, That thy Savior I may be.
"With Humble Heart," Hymns, No. 171
"Reverently and Meekly Now," Hymns, No. 185
Saturday, March 28, 2015
What I learned from being offended
Last week I taught Gospel Doctrine. As part of the discussion, I shared briefly how a couple of years ago I was deeply offended - so much so that I didn't want to go back to church. I didn't share the details with the class, just that I am grateful that my roots are deep and that I didn't allow that experience to pull me away from the Gospel.
Over the last week I've been reflecting a lot on the experience itself... particularly what I learned from it. I've been reminded that there are powerful lessons to be learned in difficult times, and often, we don't really learn all that we could until we look back on it later.
For example, I learned not to judge those who leave the Church because they are offended. The kind of offense that would cause someone to choose to leave is a BIG deal. We should never assume that they must not have a testimony, or that their testimony must be shallow. And we should certainly never get that self-righteous attitude of, "I would never quit going to church just because someone hurt my feelings."
Because really, I think my Gospel roots are pretty deep. I feel like my testimony is pretty darn firm. I can't think of anything that would shake my testimony of my Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ, or of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints as the Lord's church on the earth today.
But now I know that there are things that would seriously challenge my Sunday attendance. And one of those is having to smile and pretend that nothing is wrong, when members of my ward (even leaders of organizations in my ward) are openly hostile to me and my family; when they berate me behind my back to other members of the ward; when they call me a hypocrite on facebook and claim that I must not be a true follower of Christ.
Yeah, things like that make me not want to go to church.
But here's what else I learned: If I don't do what I know is right, then he wins. I don't mean the person on the other side of my experience. I mean the devil. Satan wins when I succumb to the desire to leave. He is the one who is really motivating that spirit of contention, and he is the one who really doesn't want me to go back to church. He doesn't want me taking my kids there, teaching Gospel Doctrine there, serving and helping and participating. He wants me to sit and stew at home about how horrible that other person is and how, "I'll show him," as if that other person cares a bit how I react to his vitriol.
I also learned that I have to forgive, and that I can forgive, even I never receive an apology. I don't have to "say my piece," (which I very much wanted to do.) Sometimes it's best to realize that the person who offended us didn't care then, and won't care now. I need to give the burden of my hurt feelings and my anger to my Savior, who will gladly carry it for me and give me the peace I need to move forward.
But moving forward doesn't necessarily mean that everything goes back to the way it was - that would be moving back. I can respect and support others in their callings without having any desire to be their friend. I can be kind and generous and loving to others without liking them.
In the end, it doesn't matter what they say or think about me. What matters is the truth. I know the truth, and my Heavenly Father knows the truth. People who know me and care about me will see the truth for what it is, or at least love me enough to seek out my side of the story before they pass judgment.
I recently read a talk by Elder Dallin H. Oaks (Judge Not and Judging), which I love. He quoted the essayist William George Jordan in saying this:
"There is but one quality necessary for the perfect understanding of character, one quality that, if man have it, he may dare to judge — that is, omniscience. Most people study character as a proofreader pores over a great poem: his ears are dulled to the majesty and music of the lines, his eyes are darkened to the magic imagination of the genius of the author; that proofreader is busy watching for an inverted comma, a misspacing, or a wrong font letter. He has an eye trained for the imperfections, the weaknesses. …
“We do not need to judge nearly so much as we think we do. This is the age of snap judgments. … [We need] the courage to say, ‘I don’t know. I am waiting further evidence. I must hear both sides of the question.’ It is this suspended judgment that is the supreme form of charity” (“The Supreme Charity of the World,” The Kingship of Self-Control [n.d.], 27–30; emphasis in original).
Don't you love that?
The final thing I learned is this: There are very few people on earth whose opinions of me I care about... and almost all of them are related to me. Most of them live in my home.
Over the last week I've been reflecting a lot on the experience itself... particularly what I learned from it. I've been reminded that there are powerful lessons to be learned in difficult times, and often, we don't really learn all that we could until we look back on it later.
For example, I learned not to judge those who leave the Church because they are offended. The kind of offense that would cause someone to choose to leave is a BIG deal. We should never assume that they must not have a testimony, or that their testimony must be shallow. And we should certainly never get that self-righteous attitude of, "I would never quit going to church just because someone hurt my feelings."
Because really, I think my Gospel roots are pretty deep. I feel like my testimony is pretty darn firm. I can't think of anything that would shake my testimony of my Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ, or of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints as the Lord's church on the earth today.
But now I know that there are things that would seriously challenge my Sunday attendance. And one of those is having to smile and pretend that nothing is wrong, when members of my ward (even leaders of organizations in my ward) are openly hostile to me and my family; when they berate me behind my back to other members of the ward; when they call me a hypocrite on facebook and claim that I must not be a true follower of Christ.
Yeah, things like that make me not want to go to church.
But here's what else I learned: If I don't do what I know is right, then he wins. I don't mean the person on the other side of my experience. I mean the devil. Satan wins when I succumb to the desire to leave. He is the one who is really motivating that spirit of contention, and he is the one who really doesn't want me to go back to church. He doesn't want me taking my kids there, teaching Gospel Doctrine there, serving and helping and participating. He wants me to sit and stew at home about how horrible that other person is and how, "I'll show him," as if that other person cares a bit how I react to his vitriol.
I also learned that I have to forgive, and that I can forgive, even I never receive an apology. I don't have to "say my piece," (which I very much wanted to do.) Sometimes it's best to realize that the person who offended us didn't care then, and won't care now. I need to give the burden of my hurt feelings and my anger to my Savior, who will gladly carry it for me and give me the peace I need to move forward.
But moving forward doesn't necessarily mean that everything goes back to the way it was - that would be moving back. I can respect and support others in their callings without having any desire to be their friend. I can be kind and generous and loving to others without liking them.
In the end, it doesn't matter what they say or think about me. What matters is the truth. I know the truth, and my Heavenly Father knows the truth. People who know me and care about me will see the truth for what it is, or at least love me enough to seek out my side of the story before they pass judgment.
I recently read a talk by Elder Dallin H. Oaks (Judge Not and Judging), which I love. He quoted the essayist William George Jordan in saying this:
"There is but one quality necessary for the perfect understanding of character, one quality that, if man have it, he may dare to judge — that is, omniscience. Most people study character as a proofreader pores over a great poem: his ears are dulled to the majesty and music of the lines, his eyes are darkened to the magic imagination of the genius of the author; that proofreader is busy watching for an inverted comma, a misspacing, or a wrong font letter. He has an eye trained for the imperfections, the weaknesses. …
“We do not need to judge nearly so much as we think we do. This is the age of snap judgments. … [We need] the courage to say, ‘I don’t know. I am waiting further evidence. I must hear both sides of the question.’ It is this suspended judgment that is the supreme form of charity” (“The Supreme Charity of the World,” The Kingship of Self-Control [n.d.], 27–30; emphasis in original).
Don't you love that?
The final thing I learned is this: There are very few people on earth whose opinions of me I care about... and almost all of them are related to me. Most of them live in my home.
Sunday, January 11, 2015
Back to School
So I have big news. It's big to me anyway... but it's still early, and I don't want to tell everyone. But I'm really excited about it. I figure posting it on my blog is safe, since no one reads it anymore, haha.
I'm going back to school! I have begun the process to apply for the Master of Professional Communication program at Weber State University. If all goes well, I will begin this summer, and finish in about two years.
Lauren is five now. She will be starting kindergarten next year, and it has been on my mind what I will do at that point. I love being home with the kids, but with all of them in school, I know I will be bored. I can only clean the house and do the laundry so many times. I plan to spend more time in the temple and in other pursuits, but I have always wanted to go back to school, and the timing is ideal.
I had been contemplating this for a while, considering several options. I had been praying to know the direction I should take. As these things were in my mind, I received a postcard in the mail inviting me to an information session about the master's program. It felt like an answer to my prayer.
As I researched the program, I was nervous to apply. The program's website says that the ideal candidate will show professional accomplishments. Since I haven't really worked in the field since before Michael was born, I was concerned. But Jeff encouraged me to attend the information session anyway. I did, and I am so glad.
Walking into that building on campus, it was like coming home. The building was actually constructed after I graduated in 2002, but it still felt so comfortable - like I was meant to be there. Almost the first thing that Dr. Edwards addressed was that a small percentage of cohorts are people who have been out of the workforce for a long time but are looking to return. I felt like she addressed my concerns completely and immediately.
So I knew - this is a good path for me to follow. I registered to take the GRE and contacted Gerry from the Church News and one of my former professors to ask them to recommend me for the program. I haven't heard back from Dr. Scott yet, but Gerry said she would be happy to. I still need one more reference. I am deciding whether I should ask Brandon from the hotel, or contact another of my former professors, Rick Sline.
It seems that things are falling into place. We'll need to figure out how to pay for it, of course, but the cost isn't actually as prohibitive as I expected.
My eventual goal is to work as an adjunct professor teaching communications classes. I think that would give me the flexibility I want to be home with my kids, but still offer me the opportunity to challenge myself mentally.
I read through my patriarchal blessing the other day. It promises me that through hard work and study I will become very good at teaching. I always thought that applied just to teaching the gospel, but it struck me differently this time.
I'm excited to begin this new adventure.
I'm going back to school! I have begun the process to apply for the Master of Professional Communication program at Weber State University. If all goes well, I will begin this summer, and finish in about two years.
Lauren is five now. She will be starting kindergarten next year, and it has been on my mind what I will do at that point. I love being home with the kids, but with all of them in school, I know I will be bored. I can only clean the house and do the laundry so many times. I plan to spend more time in the temple and in other pursuits, but I have always wanted to go back to school, and the timing is ideal.
I had been contemplating this for a while, considering several options. I had been praying to know the direction I should take. As these things were in my mind, I received a postcard in the mail inviting me to an information session about the master's program. It felt like an answer to my prayer.
As I researched the program, I was nervous to apply. The program's website says that the ideal candidate will show professional accomplishments. Since I haven't really worked in the field since before Michael was born, I was concerned. But Jeff encouraged me to attend the information session anyway. I did, and I am so glad.
Walking into that building on campus, it was like coming home. The building was actually constructed after I graduated in 2002, but it still felt so comfortable - like I was meant to be there. Almost the first thing that Dr. Edwards addressed was that a small percentage of cohorts are people who have been out of the workforce for a long time but are looking to return. I felt like she addressed my concerns completely and immediately.
So I knew - this is a good path for me to follow. I registered to take the GRE and contacted Gerry from the Church News and one of my former professors to ask them to recommend me for the program. I haven't heard back from Dr. Scott yet, but Gerry said she would be happy to. I still need one more reference. I am deciding whether I should ask Brandon from the hotel, or contact another of my former professors, Rick Sline.
It seems that things are falling into place. We'll need to figure out how to pay for it, of course, but the cost isn't actually as prohibitive as I expected.
My eventual goal is to work as an adjunct professor teaching communications classes. I think that would give me the flexibility I want to be home with my kids, but still offer me the opportunity to challenge myself mentally.
I read through my patriarchal blessing the other day. It promises me that through hard work and study I will become very good at teaching. I always thought that applied just to teaching the gospel, but it struck me differently this time.
I'm excited to begin this new adventure.
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