Mornings

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“The real problem of Christian life comes where people do not usually look for it. It comes the very moment you wake up each morning. All your wishes and hopes for the day rush at you like wild animals. And the first job each morning consists simply in shoving them all back; in listening to that other voice, taking that other point of view, letting that other larger, stronger, quieter life come flowing in. And so on, all day. Standing back from all your natural fussings and frettings; coming in out of the wind.”

-C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity

I think of this quote all of the time. It haunts me when I jump out of bed in a rush to do a hundred different things. Richard’s van pool picks him up EARLY, so if I get up when he does, I have one or two hours before the kids are up each morning. I usually read. If I am feeling sloggy, I will exercise. This pillow of time helps me do the important things and better differentiate the Urgent from the Important, the Pressing from the Essential.

 

Gratitude

“I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me… for if they humble themselves before me and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them.” (Ether 12:27)

One of my weaknesses is that I deal with anxiety, especially in a crowd. I have been praying to know what I can do to become stronger. A few months ago, I was asked to play violin in church several times and I was invited to be in the Broadway review.

I almost backed out of playing the violin in church because of my fears. It’s hard enough to go to church and sit in the crowd, let alone play the violin for them. Then I realized that perhaps these invitations were an answer to my prayers. Maybe I needed to exercise myself a little bit more to regain my confidence. Maybe I needed to be known by a few more people so I didn’t feel so anxious at church.

“My dear young sisters, you need to know that you will experience your own adversity. None is exempt. You will suffer, be tempted, and make mistakes. You will learn [that] through overcoming challenges come growth and strength.

“It is your reaction to adversity, not the adversity itself, that determines how your life’s story will develop.” (Dieter F. Uchtdorf, “Your Happily Ever After,” Ensign, May 2010, 124-27)

My experiences playing violin in sacrament meetings and the musical were not easy. These were acts of faith that required everything that I could give. Richard helped me because he was my accompanist. My friends were a help. Mark prayed for me every time I got up to play. I hoped that the music would heal someone.

Here is a picture of me that someone took backstage at the musical last night. After all of the rehearsals and the new friendships gained through my experiences there, I didn’t feel nearly as much fear as I do in church.

Fiddler

“God whispers in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but he shouts in our pains; it is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.” C.S. Lewis

“If thou art called to pass through tribulation…know thou, my son, that all these things shall give thee experience, and shall be for thy good.” (D&C 122:5,7)

“He delivereth and he rescueth, and he worketh signs and wonders in heaven an in earth, who hath delivered Daniel from the power of the lions.” (Daniel 6:27)

Mark has not been healthy all month. A few days ago, he broke out in hives all over his body. We don’t know what caused it. It could be a reaction to an antibiotic or just an over-the-top immune response to a virus. He was miserable. It was scary. It was exhausting. We were blessed to find a good doctor. We feel blessed that he has responded to medication and he’s not covered in hives anymore.

“Though it may seem that you are alone, angels attend you. Though you may feel that no one can understand… our Savior, Jesus Christ understands… you are not alone.” (Dieter F. Uchtdorf, “Your Happily Ever After,” Ensign, May 2010, 124-27)

We received some thank you notes this week. For me, the written word is the best gift. This has been a difficult week. I received kind notes almost every day this week, and these lifted me. These people were a few of my angels as they took time to write something.

From one of Paige’s teachers:

Usually a note from a teacher is bad news…not so in this case. I just wanted to drop you a quick note to let you know how nice it is to have Paige in [class]. She is a conscientious student who is consistently at the top of the class. Her behavior in class is excellent, which is very much appreciated. Parents play an important role in their student’s success. Thanks for supporting her in her academic endeavors.

From Mark’s teacher:

Dear Angela, I am so sorry Mark is having this problem. (There was more, but it is personal.)

From the pharmacist, who went to war with the insurance company for me so we could get a medication:

I worked my magic. Have a nice weekend! After I picked up the medication, she said, “Now go treat yourself to something nice.”

From a new friend:

What an angel you are! Thank you for … It really meant a lot to me.
Love your friend,

From ward members:

…You have so much to offer…

and

…The arrangement was lovely and was played faultlessly. Thanks for sharing your talents…

From my sister:

Break a leg tonight! ( or maybe not since you will be on a roof…) I hope you are having a marvelous time!

There were many people who reached out in concern, built us up, prayed for us, and helped us through this big week. I believe there were unseen angels there to help, too.

I believe in angels, miracles, and that faith requires work. Through tough experiences, I learn that that we are loved by our Heavenly Father.

Home Schooling and a Unicorn

My neighbor was house hunting in town. They toured a property the other day and her 6 year-old daughter said that if the family chose to live at this house, she had a list of demands.

First, she would need a unicorn of her own.

Second, she would need to be home schooled.

I forget the rest of the list because I was snickering. Home school and a unicorn! Does she think home school would allow her more time to ride the unicorn?

Mark-isms

“I’m sorry, Mom, but sometimes your breath smells really bad.”

“How do you spell, ‘Oo la la’?”

“Can I play computer, Dad?”

“I’m not sure, Mark. Have you already played computer today?”

“I’m not sure. WHERE (sigh) is Angela?” replies Mark.

“Do you want to play outside with me and each other?”

Some Quotes

Mark

4/12/10

Mom: What kind of soda would you like?

Mark: Definitely not the kind with gasoline! (He means caffeine.)

Mom: You’re so funny, Mark.

Mark: And cute!

4/10

Mark, discovering a dandelion gone to seed says, “Look, Mom! When you blow this, little feathers fly off!”

4/23/10

Mom: Lehi saw the tree of life with beautiful white fruit.

Mark: I think it was GARLIC. Garlic is white!

4/25/10

Looking at a package of licorice and mistaking the cherries for apples, Mark says, “Licorice is made out of apple! So why can’t you give us that apple snack?

Woes of a Three-year-old

This is a rabbit by Mark. Words fail. I'm enchanted.

For anyone who doubts a three-year old can be troubled by love diet, money, and exercise, here are some persuasive arguments against you.

1/16/10: “Who do you think I should marry when I grow up?”

Mom replies, “I don’t think you have met her yet.”

Mark says, “I think I’m marrying YOU.”

2/13/10: “Sometimes I just want to pretend that candy is healthy.”

3/1/10: “Mom, I like money and it feels like I never want to give it to somebody else.”

3/2/10: Pointing to his feet after being asked to go and eat breakfast, “Just look how tired these are!”

ReMARKable Quotes from 2009

Mark: Can you open the garage door?

Mom: No, I don’t want you running around the neighborhood.

Mark: I will WALK!

(4/6/09)

Mark: Are my dreams still in my room? They were not good dreams. They are bad dreams. Something was happening and I came into Mommy’s bed and said, “Mom, my room is a scary place.” Then we made some muffins.

(5/15/09)

Mark: Mom! Something is wrong with your bed! (The bed was not yet made.)

(5/09)

Mark: Where are my little markers?

Mom: I don’t know.

Mark: Maybe they rolled into a little mouse hole.

(5/15/09)

Paige: Don’t fall asleep, Mark.

Mark: Because I look weird when I am asleep?

(5/09)

Mark: Oh my goodness. Look at my eyes! They are not wet anymore!

Mom: Does that mean you are happy now?

Mark: Yes! I am! (jubilantly)

(5/19/09)

Mark, looking at some art: A long time ago in a land far, far away I did that.

(6/25/09)

Mark: I’m a little grown-up and I can prove it.

(6/24/09)

Mark: Am I too young to pull the car out of the garage by myself?

(10/09)

Mom: How about you come and play with playdough while I make dinner.

Mark: Would you like a little boy to accompany you…that lives in our family…that is me?

(11/13/09)

Mark, storming into the kitchen: Mom, please arrest my brothers.

(12/21/09)

Mark: I want to still keep my Legos when I’m rich and a big daddy-kid.

(12/28/09)

The Circle of Life

2008-09-13 Madera Canyon

I.

Mark, worried about the idea that his mama might someday be a grandma instead said,

“I wish we could have some magic to turn grandmas back into mamas and grandpas back into daddies.”

(6/27/09)

II.

In a related conversation about the course of life, Mark asked,

“When I grow up what will I do?”

I said, “You will be a Cub Scout.”

“And play baseball?”

I replied, “Yes, if you want to. And you’ll be a missionary and then get married and be a daddy…”

At this point in the sentence, Mark wisely continued the thought, “And pay for all the stuff at the store…”

(4/16/09)

Who smokes?

2008-08-26 Aug 003

Using some less than admirable slang, I said, “Holy smokes!”

To which Mark replied, “Who smokes?”

This same exchange happened no fewer than 3 times on June 26, 2009.