Saturday, May 29, 2010
A mission can serve as a standard for the rest of a returned missionary’s life. . . Almost daily, you can draw upon the experiences you had and the testimony you built during those days. . . Those who continue to nurture the personal growth that was so abundant in the mission field will one day be greeted by the Savior at the end of life’s mission with the words of divine approval: “Well done, thou good and faithful servant.” (Matt. 25:21.)
Bruce L. Olsen,
"Home from a Mission", Ensign, June 1991, 46
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Janna, Cassie, and Becky
Out-on-the-town for Janna's 18th B-day.
A belated, but fun party in April.
Us Blair girls and the Burgess girls
all rendezvoused for an Italiano meal.
Ammon's 3rd B-day in April
Janna's friends at school decided to pull together their own prom.
I was impressed with their ingenuity. Janna had a great time.
with friends at the Indie Prom.
(Indie evidently means, Independent.)
Here's some real scary!
Me before "The Ten Virgin" production in March.
I was a greeter.
"Time is what prevents everything
from happening at once."
John Archibald Wheeler
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Her reply was an automatic enthusiastic, "Yeah, it was great!"
She promptly walked out of the room, but then quickly turned and stepped back into the doorway. Now she looked down and spoke with a melancholy tone, "No, it really wasn't. I'm so old."
She is older. It's time to move on. Tonight was Seminary graduation. This week is high school graduation and next Sunday she starts attending the singles ward.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
It's springtime! My latest project is an easy birdfeeder; peanut butter on a toilet paper roll, covered with birdseed, yarn for hanging and VOILA! - instant birdfeeder. Add a bird coloring page and we're filling time constructively plus I have some bird songs to boot. (It doesn't sound like much, but you would be surprised at what a thrill this gives a kid. The children might know how to do video games, but there are so many children who are unexposed to simple activities like this.)
Yesterday when we were making the birdfeeders an astute 4th grader said, "Mrs. Blair are you wasting your money on us?" I knew and she knew I was spending my money to do this activity, it obviously wasn't on the school district's tab, but I said,
"Well . . . I wouldn't put it that way. I'm providing you with an educational experience."
Yes, Mrs. Blair does spend her money in an attempt to make her subbing days go better. (I'd like to think I'm frugal about it.) I want it better for the kids, but I also want it better for me. I don't like being in situations I can't handle and I have had many a learning experience because of them. My theory is - Always Be Prepared!
Maybe it's just semantics, but I didn't like the word "wasting". It was eating at me as the day went on. I don't doubt that someone has said to this student that they didn't like "wasting their money" on her. I talked with the class at the end of the day and privately with the girl who had said something to me earlier. I made it perfectly clear that even though I'm a substitute I come prepared to give them the best educational experience they can have for the one day that I am there and yes, I may spend some of my own money, but I'm happy to do it.
I believe that every human soul
is teaching something to someone
Monday, May 10, 2010
Tom has returned to an area he served in earlier, Pearland. He's currently training a new companion, an already enthusiastic hardworking elder. And, he's on a bike which he hasn't rode much during his mission. He has about 3 1/2 months left of this wonderful experience of being a full-time missionary. Great things are happening in the Texas Houston South Mission.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
I share this little story on what I hope is a Happy Mother's Day for you. Being a mother is certainly the hardest job ever and yet brings the greatest rewards.
Over the years as things have gone awry in my home for one reason or another, I find myself in the quiet of my room disturbed and crying; thinking somehow I must be a terrible mother, no doubt the infamous - worst mother in the world ever. But in spite of problems, I have always moved forward, pressed on, prayed, and hoped for the best.
A tender mercy has distilled upon me from heaven (April 11, 2010 to be exact). I'm always amazed and grateful for such blessings. I didn't even ask for it. I wasn't looking for it. And yet it came one Sunday morning, very, very quiet and very, very still. Really it had come during the aftermath of some recent turmoil and family concern. Again, during those times I'm always questioning myself, wondering if I had done and said the right thing. I'm in constant check, making sure my heart is in the right place and wondering, "Am I doing as Jesus would have me do?"
The Spirit whispered as I readied myself for church, "You're a better mother than you think you are." I paused. Can you imagine the peace that filled my heart, knowing full well from where this quiet declaration came. With my new found affirmation I savored each word, "YOU'RE A BETTER MOTHER THAN YOU THINK YOU ARE!" I took a deep breath of relief with quiet happiness and satisfaction. Again, the gift of the Holy Ghost has brought me comfort and I continue to move forward, press on, pray, and hope with even greater confidence, happiness, and peace.
Friday, May 7, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Richard C. Edgley,
“For Thy Good,” Ensign, May 2002, 65
Recently watching my mother suffer in death, it makes me wonder what she was learning. Many times she would cry out, "Why am I going through this?" In the end I don't doubt that she received the answers she was looking for.
I add my witness that some of our greatest strength and understanding come through enduring hard things. Growth comes as we turn to God in times of trial. He always blesses our lives and brings comfort, insight, peace, and joy.