Friday, February 17, 2012

Fight


I have to fight.

There is no room to be passive in this world today. If I am passive my family will fall apart.  I cannot be silent. I must make my voice heard.  I must fight.

It is not something I can take a vacation from. Every day, every moment, every second I must fight.

It’s so hard sometimes. And I get so tired. Watching people fall or get hurt in this battle of life makes me cry and hurts me too. It makes me want to give up sometimes. Sometimes I just feel like we’re losing.

But I can’t give up. Love wins out in the end. I can’t give up. I can’t be passive. I must always fight.

But how can do I have the strength to fight day in and day out? It is a weary war we are in, and sometimes I feel like I’m the only one fighting.

I just want to lie down. I want to rest. But if I rest, then that is the moment the Enemy will strike. I cannot rest. I cannot lie down.  I cannot be passive.

I can’t keep fighting alone. I need my Savior. He will fight with me. He will strengthen me. He will help me never give up the fight.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Monthly Goal Update:

1. I am doing WAAAYY better at reading my scriptures everyday. And when I say reading I mean more than my usual one verse. I'm graduating from the whimpy verse club to a good study where I actually remember what I study and think about it through out the day. I make goals each time I study but I want to do better at implementing them. I've been trying to "put the Lord first" and read my scriptures at the first free moment I have rather than check facebook, look for jobs or whatever, clean the house (though I still do have to at least make my bed so I feel like I'm reading in a clean environment). So far it has really helped me get in a better habit of scripture reading because I don't put it off like I use to.
2. Well I think we had family home evening twice last month. I remembered last night though so we are on a good start. I also want to include Brina, even though she's so young, but she is usually in bed by the time Brad gets home. Maybe we'll do it on Sunday instead.
3. Getting Bri on a routine...yipes. Still not happening. I'm not sure exactly how to do this. If anyone has ideas PLEASE give me some. She is so random. But then again I've been trying to get myself on a schedule for years now to no avail. She's her mama's daughter that's for sure. But I really want to have this down before summer so once I start my little preschool I'll know what to expect from her and how to arrange things and what not.
4. I've been praying with Baby Bri more than usual before bed but still not constantly. Last night was the first night I did our whole bedtime routine. Usually she is just so tired and cranky I don't have time but this time I started earlier before she was too tired. She slept AMAZINGLY last night, it was a miracle.
5. I started going to the gym but the we all got sick. Our membership ran out but I decided since the weather has been so amazing I might as well run outside instead of paying 15 bucks to run in circles. I bundled Bri up really good. Still need to work on this one.
6. Haven't even touched this goal. I barely cook because I have a wonderful mother in law who cooks for us. But I want to stop taking advantage of her and start helping out with the cooking. It will come easier once I get Bri figured out.
7. Still need to work on this one. I did do one little act of service for my visiting teachee but I know there is so much more out there I can do I just need to open up my eyes.

SO that is it. I am doing better than last year and doing a monthly goal update will help me keep thinking about them. They are such simple goals, and already I'm seeing blessings from my meager efforts.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Counting my blessings

Lately I've been thinking a lot about gratitude. Too often I am prone to "murmuring" or constantly begging God to bless me with this or that or asking why can't I have that. In my trials I get too caught up with what I don't have. Usually, I try to refrain from counting my blessings in public because I don't want to come across as bragging. But, in a worldly sense, I don't have much to brag about. But I do have a lot to be grateful for. My purpose in writing this is not to brag or make others think I have a perfect life, but to help me recognize what I DO have and perhaps help others to get thinking about what they have as well. Here is just a few of the things I am grateful for:
  1. Brad! I am lucky to have a husband who is so helpful and hard working.
  2. Baby B. How I love her. I feel so lucky to have her in my life. Her smiles and giggles make life worth living.
  3. My in-laws. I have the best in-laws in the world. They take such good care of us and are so kind to let us live with them in this financially difficult time. They never complain about us or get frustrated about us being here.
  4. My parents. They are constantly supportive in everything we do or want to do. They are excited about the things I am, and are always willing to help and pray and listen to my concerns.
  5. My healthy body. Okay it is not perfectly healthy BUT it could be so much worse. I can see, walk, breath, hear, talk, and I am free of any very serious illnesses. That is a huge blessing.
  6. Our savings. Before we had baby B we made a goal to create an emergency fund. I am so grateful we did because it gives Brad the chance to focus more on school and work less for now. And by some miracle it hasn't depleted much: another blessing.
  7. The temple. I love the temple and since I've been married and had a baby I have been so grateful for it. It is so comforting to know, no matter what happens, as long as we do our best we are a forever family.
  8. The gospel. In such a crazy world with so many crazy ideas I am grateful for the peace the gospel brings.
  9. The scriptures. They have given me direction and peace time and time again.
  10. My brothers and sisters. They are my closest and best friends and I am so grateful most of them are our here now. I love being able to visit them and chat with them often. They are my forever friends :)
  11. Our two vehicles. Yeah, they are piece of crap and are running on faith but they still run! And I feel so blessed that we have TWO so that I can always have one here so Bri and I can get out of the house and run errands once in awhile. I am grateful that they have lasted us so long.
  12. Medicaid. We'd be in a whole heck of a lot of trouble with out it. 
  13. My friends. I feel like I am not as good as a friend as I should be, yet my friends still love me and try to keep in contact with me. That means a lot and I love them all.
  14. Socks. My feet are always cold.
  15. Food. And the fact that we can just go out to eat every now and then if we want. That really is a big blessing. 
  16. Brad's job. It is perfect for his school schedule and pays better than before. 
  17. The internet. I don't know how anyone ever did anything before the internet. If I have a question, need a recipe or anything its all right  on my computer.
  18. Going to church each Sunday and partaking of the sacrament. I love Sundays. They refresh me each week.
  19. Chocolate. Need I say more?
  20. The ability to laugh. I am so glad God blessed us with humor in our lives. It makes life so much more enjoyable. 
  21. Good books.
  22. Good uplifting movies and tv shows. They are fun.
  23. My robe. I got it for Christmas I LOVE it...it is so warm
  24. Warm blankies and a warm house
  25. The mountains. Not only are the beautiful but they are FUN.
  26. Love. Love from God, from others, and the love I feel for others. It enriches life.
  27. The leaders of our church. I love them and I know they are men of God.
  28. My patriarchal blessing.
  29. My mission and all my loved ones in Fiji.
  30. The Savior and the Atonement, and the Grace He offers me each and every day.
There are many more things. But these few I have written have helped me see how blessed I really am. Next time I think life isn't fair or nothing is going right, I'll read this list. 

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

My Struggle with the doctrine of polygamy, and what I learned


With us Mormons being in the limelight so often these days I keep reading interesting articles about our church. I read one yesterday from an ex-Mormon who actually voiced some similar concerns to mine. I felt sorry for her because she had many of the same questions I have had, yet rather than anyone coming to her aid to help her in her doubtings it seemed as though she was told she should not ask questions.
This is not a fair picture of our beliefs. Doubt is not a bad thing, as long as it leads to genuine seeking of truth. If you think about it, the whole restoration of the church started with doubt. Joseph Smith doubted the truthfulness of the churches he attended, therefore asked questions and sought God to see what was true. Anyone who says we are a church that does not encourage thinking for oneself is wrong.
But that is not what I want to write about today. I want to write about polygamy. It seems like it is a subject too often talked about by everyone outside the church and barely touched on with in the church. When I had so many questions I could not find much on it. This post is geared to any other members who may have questions on this subject matter. If anyone does have questions as I did, hopefully this will help.
Growing up I remember leaning about it and being kind of weirded out, but glad we didn’t do it anymore. I was told that the reason it happened was to “raise up seed” in the church and to take care of the many women who were husbandless because of the persecutions the early Mormons faced. These explanations made sense and I didn’t think much about it…
Until I got married. Polygamy took on a whole new meaning once I was married. It all started when I allowed myself to watch part of “Sister wives.” I’m the type of person that when I watch a show or read a book I put myself in it and think “what if that were me?” Well the more I thought about it, the sicker I got.  The idea of sharing my husband was absolutely horrifying to me. HORRIFYING. (It still is horrifying to think that). I started thinking day and night about it. Then I remembered I had heard from guys at BYU that living the law of polygamy would be required to enter the Celestial Kingdom. I tried to do my own study on it but from everything I could see it seemed like that was true. It’s an understatement to say I was very, very disturbed.
I remember the more I thought about it, the angrier with God I got.  I remember asking him “Why do you hate your daughters? Why would you do this do us?” I cried day and night about it. I remember driving to work one day balling my eyes out, basically yelling at God (not something I would recommend) trying to tell Him how horrible I felt and how I could never do that and did he understand how it felt? Of course He doesn’t. He’s a male. I have never been so distraught and angry at God in my life. I hated the idea that in the next life I would share my husband and be happy about it. To me it was no different than the terrorist belief that if you are a male terrorist and you die then you get 72 virgins, but if you are a female terrorist and you die you get to BE one of the virgins and your jealousy will be taken away. How is that motivating?
It’s not motivating. As I thought these things I decided I just didn’t want to make it to the celestial kingdom any more. If I had to share my husband, no thanks I rather settle for a different kingdom. How is that heaven?
It bugged me too because of course this doctrine doesn’t bother men. The idea of more than one wife is appealing to many. It seemed so biased to me. So unfair. So focused on men and what they want and women just have to suffer.
All these thoughts kept tumbling around in my head. I kept having mini break downs I was worrying so much about it. It made me want to distance myself from God, because He seemed so unfair to me, and my husband, because I might have to share him one day.
Finally I went to my dad. I was so afraid he would think I was apostate or something for thinking all these things and getting so mad at God. But of course he didn’t and was glad I was asking questions. He lovingly helped me understand this delicate subject. He said he understood how I felt because he had  had similar questions to mine. He helped me see in a better light this principle I had been seeing through a murky, worldly glass.
The first thing he taught me is that “things are never quiet as they appear to the human senses”. We have finite minds. We cannot understand everything. I think of when Christ tells his disciples in the New Testament about drinking his blood and eating His flesh, and after that many people stopped following him. I’m sure they probably thought “Whoa, okay now this is getting a little weird. I’m outta here.” (Something like that). But they did not understand the deeper meaning. When you just look at the surface, things may seem weird, or biased, or unfair. But there is more to it that requires help from on high to understand, if we are willing.
Also,  what the world sees polygamy as is corrupted. For example, in Sister Wives, the husband falls in love with woman after woman while he is married.  That is adultery. When the prophets took more than one wife, it was not because they fell in love with someone else, or lusted after someone else. The wives were assigned by God. God was in charge.  It was NOT that Joseph Smith went around looking for women to add to is harem as the world would make it seem. He fell in love with Emma, she was his wife. The other women were ones that God told him to take under his wing. He was not having affairs with these women, he did not fall in love with them or lust after them and then marry them.  God is the one in charge of it.
These things helped clear my mind up a bit on the matter but I still had questions. In return he sent me the following principles that helped me be at peace with the doctrine:
Principle One: “the Sandra Principle”
When my sister was a baby she had to have her lungs x-rayed. They had to strap her down to a chair. She cried and cried and looked at my dad like “Why don’t you stop them?” What she didn’t understand is that this procedure was to make sure she was okay, it was for her own health and perhaps even her life. My dad couldn’t explain that to her, she was a baby she wouldn’t understand. But it was for the best. God sometimes has to let these seemingly “bad” things happen because they are actually for a greater purpose that our finite minds cannot understand. Sometimes we just have to accept that understanding will come in time.
Principle two: Plural Marriage is the exception, not the rule
This was probably the most relieving principle for me. PLURAL MARRIAGE IS NOT THE RULE. I will not be required to live plural marriage to enter the Celestial Kingdom.  What a relief!!!!!  In all the standard works and the proclamation on the family the rule is: one man, one woman. That is the basic doctrine. If needed God will command otherwise, as he has, but the basic rule is that there should be one woman and one man as husband and wife. Even in the times the Lord did command it, it was a very small select portion of the people. That was such a relief. Even typing it now makes me feel relieved again. For now I can find peace in knowing that it is highly unlikely that I will be asked to live this principle in the eternities. (Phew.)
Principle Three: Plural Marriage is based on agency
We all have our choices. He cannot force the exact amount of men and women to make it to the celestial kingdom. It is likely that there will be more of one gender than the other, and likely there will be more women than men.  Then how would it be fair for those women who never married but lived perfectly wonderful lives to come to the celestial kingdom alone? God had to make away so that everyone will be able to have a spouse, an eternal companion. So this may require some men to have more than one spouse. Also, if by some chance there are more men than women, I’m sure God will work something out so that each man has a spouse too. Either way, God cannot force the perfect amount of people to make it, so assuming there will be some more than other and wanting to bless all with an eternal companion,  plural marriage must happen in some cases.
Principle Four: Plural marriage is based on true charitable love, not lust
I was so skewed in my thinking because it is hard to think clearly in a world so full of lust. But lust has no place in plural marriage. This part I am going quote my dad exactly because he puts it so beautifully:
“While it is hard for me to conceive in this carnal world, of such charity, I know that in the heavens, it will be only love, tender, pure, holy love, that will motivate the implementation of this principle where required.  This is how I see it as an extension of principle three.  So there we have Sister A, standing before her loving Father, anxiously wondering what provision has been made for her.  Sister B has just been sealed to a man of great love and tenderness, who sees Sister A and whose heart aches for her.  I see her then looking at her husband and as one, who knows PEFECTLY the fears and feelings, hopes and aspirations coursing through Sister A, says to her husband, can we not love her too. Thus Christ-like love of husband, and Christ like love of wife, combine to afford that opportunity to a Sister in need.  Lust plays no part in the decision, in fact, it is only sacrificial love.  The wife sacrificing her selfishness to bless her sister, the husband knowing how hard it will be for his wife to allow another in, and desiring not to hurt her in anyway, yet consenting for love of God and the love for the woman in need.  I honestly believe that such a scenario is what informs the law of first wife consent, which was implemented among those who lived the law on this earth.
It is all about love. About taking the broken sister under your wing. About the wife making that decision and taking it to her husband, rather than a husband looking around for another woman to add to his harem.
Principle Five:  Plural marriage is based on sacrifice not reward.
Any man who wants to live plural marriage will not be commanded to live it and probably will not be worthy for the celestial kingdom. Plural marriage is not God rewarding his sons. The idea I had about our beliefs being compared to the suicide bombers’ belief is false because in their case it is considered a reward. If it is a reward then that demeans women to being objectified as if we were some prize to be won, which is not what God wants and is not what God sees us as.  Those who were asked to do it saw it NOT as something desirable (in fact Brigham Young said he never before desired the grave until then). Those who would look forward to living plural marriage are not men of God, but are filled with lust. It is a sacrifice, not a reward.
Lastly, Heavenly Father knows each of his children perfectly. He knows who can and cannot handle certain sacrifices. He will not ask us to if we cannot. He wants us to be supremely happy and will not ask us to do anything that will cause us to not reach that state of supreme happiness in the long run.
As my sweet husband said when I confided in him my troubled heart, I don’t need to worry about what heaven will be like. It will be wonderful and I will be happy. That is what Heavenly Father wants for us, more than anything.  And I truly believe that now.
Though this was a long hard road for me I am so grateful I had these questions and doubts. If I hadn’t of had these questions I would have never asked, and never learned.  I still don’t understand everything, but I know if I keep asking and searching I will learn.

Friday, January 20, 2012

Waiting for my marshmallows




Yesterday I was having another little pity party for myself and to try to pull myself out of it I watched a million Mormon Messages.

It worked. However, every single one I watched told me one thing: I need to be more patient. I'm pretty patient with other people. But, sadly, and ironically, I'm not very patient with the Lord.

When I watched this video, I thought to myself, "If I was tested like that as a kid I would have waited for that other marshmallow because I would have REALLY wanted it." I am not so patient anymore. That's why King Benjamin says we must "...be like a child...patient..." (Mosiah 3:19).

When I do the tiniest right thing, or even if I just start in the right direction, immediately I am like "WHERE ARE MY BLESSINGS?? I WANT THEM NOW!"  Okay, maybe not that dramatic. Well actually sometimes my prayers are that dramatic.

In Alma 26:27 it states "...bear with patience thine afflictions, and I will give unto you success." This is the blessing! If I just hold out, wait patiently upon the Lord, and cease to MURMUR (I have a huge problem with murmuring) then I will have success in my life. Not THIS MINUTE. Not TOMORROW. Heck probably not even next month. But I have to trust that I will see those blessings...one day.


And until then I must patiently wait for those marshmallows.