Post script: Several hours after this sleeping beauty awoke, I heard her yelling at her brother, unprovoked, "I am a child of God, Isaac!!!" Is it the seedlings of a testimony or an anger management problem?
Friday, December 11, 2009
Gotta Love This Guy
Post script: Several hours after this sleeping beauty awoke, I heard her yelling at her brother, unprovoked, "I am a child of God, Isaac!!!" Is it the seedlings of a testimony or an anger management problem?
Monday, December 7, 2009
The Here and Now
Since the Pres. Monson's talk last conference I keep thinking about something he quoted from former apostle Richard L. Evans:
“It is difficult for those who are young to understand the loneliness that comes when life changes from a time of preparation and performance to a time of putting things away. … To be so long the center of a home, so much sought after, and then, almost suddenly to be on the sidelines watching the procession pass by—this is living into loneliness. … We have to live a long time to learn how empty a room can be that is filled only with furniture."
What is it going to feel like someday to clean a room and have it stay that way, read all day long without the house falling apart around me or not needing to respond to "Mom, look what I made," "Can you cut this for me?" and "Will you feed me a grapefruit?" all in one breath? I hope by the time I'm at that point I'm at peace with it.
But I'm glad I'm not there yet.
“It is difficult for those who are young to understand the loneliness that comes when life changes from a time of preparation and performance to a time of putting things away. … To be so long the center of a home, so much sought after, and then, almost suddenly to be on the sidelines watching the procession pass by—this is living into loneliness. … We have to live a long time to learn how empty a room can be that is filled only with furniture."
What is it going to feel like someday to clean a room and have it stay that way, read all day long without the house falling apart around me or not needing to respond to "Mom, look what I made," "Can you cut this for me?" and "Will you feed me a grapefruit?" all in one breath? I hope by the time I'm at that point I'm at peace with it.
But I'm glad I'm not there yet.
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