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Archive for September, 2011

Forget – me – not…

I just finished watching the Relief Society Conference.  President Uchdorf’s message touched my heart, and I want to share, in case you missed it.


He told of a tiny, blue flower and the German legend of the naming of this flower.  It is the forget-me-not, and he shares five things, one for each petal, that we should “forget not.”


  1. Forget not to be patient with myself.
  2. Forget not the difference between a good sacrifice and a foolish sacrifice.
  3. Forget not to be happy now.
  4. Forget not the why of the Gospel
  5. Forget not that the Lord loves me.


When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;

What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?

For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour.


(Psalms 8:3-5)




The other messages were also wonderful, but for me, I will never again look at the tiny flower that so fills my yard in spring and summer without remembering the words of one of His apostles.  What a wonderful experience to be spiritually fed as I was tonight.



The threads come together…

What an amazing night I had last night.  Threads of my life, some from more than 25 years ago, came together last night is a wonderful reunion of family and friends. A few of the threads:

1.  In January, 1973, we bought our home, and began attending church in the Renton 4th ward.  Soon after, Louanna and  I became “reacquainted”, for we know that our friendship had its beginnings in an earlier time and place.  That friendship continues to this day.  We went to Young Women’s camp together, we had babies at similar times, our children played in each other’s homes, we have shared life – the “good, bad, and the ugly” for almost forty years.  Last night, her daughter and new son-in-law were in town for their wedding reception here, having been married in the Salt Lake Temple recently.

2.  For many years, beginning in 1985, I served in a variety of callings at the Young Women’s Camp.  There, I became well acquainted with Kathy.  We certified together, we taught compass and orienteering together, we organized the horseback riding (although I never rode!), and we grew spiritually together.  Kathy moved, and we haven’t seen one another for many years.

3.  To make life even better, two of my daughters and a grandson came from out of state, to attend the reception and to be together, since they live in different parts of the country.

4.  While attending Young Women’s camp, daily scripture study time is a part of the activities always included.  There, away from the noise and bustle of the world, no electronics to interrupt, and a quieter schedule, I came to feel a great association with a scripture from Mosiah, in the Book of Mormon.   In recording the conversion of Alma in the courts of King Noah, and his activities in established the church, the record says:  “And now it came to pass that all this was done in Mormon, yea, by the waters of Mormon, in the forest that was near the waters of Mormon; yea, the place of Mormon, the waters of Mormon, the forest of Mormon, how beautiful are they to the eyes of them who there came to the knowledge of their Redeemer; yea, and how blessed are they, for they shall sing to his praise forever.” (Mosiah 18:30)  As I sat on the river bank, surrounded by trees rustling in the breeze, surrounded by the beauty of His creations, the Spirit bore witness to me of the reality of the Atonement of my Savior, Jesus Christ.   Last Thursday, I arrived at this scripture in my reading of the Book of Mormon, and again, felt that sweet spirit of camp.  I thought of those I had been there with during my 22 years of service in that calling, and Kathy was one I remembered with great love and joy.

Last night, the threads came together:

Louanna at her daughter’s wedding celebration, which I attended with my husband, two daughters, and grandson, and Kathy was there!  We were just leaving when Louanna came hurrying up to me and said not to leave yet, and Kathy was behind her!  What a glorious time!  To be together, to learn that Kathy has walked a similar part to mine in the past few years (we both returned to college, received teaching certificates, and are teaching school), our families have grown, and the three of us, eternal friends, have continued to serve our Master!  The visit was short, but to me, but a taste of that great reunion we will have one day when all shall be together for eternity.

How great are my blessings!