I went on a date once where the guy grilled me about what my Love Languages are. What my personality color is, what my Meyers-Briggs personality type is and what my horoscope was.
I mean I felt like I needed to pull out my calendar and divulge when my last well women’s check was…three months ago….. and I had my teeth cleaned seven months ago…oops I’m kind of over due for a cleaning. Yes, I wash my hands after I use the bathroom. No… I don’t make my bed everyday. I mean what else do you want to know?
For the Record
- Bread is my love language
- I’m a Virgo
- I am a blue/yellow personality type
- OK…my real love language is ALL of them seriously if you love me in any language I will love you back. How about that?
I would say 2020 is off to a great start. My friend Spanish Sassafrass and I went to a NYE party at the State Capitol in Utah. It was a lovely venue and a fun way to begin the year.
Last weekend I competed in the Saints and Sinners half marathon race. Running a half marathon takes some training. I didn’t do much. Then I decided since I was lacking sleep it would be a great idea to drink a five hour energy in the middle of the race. You know to get a little pep in my step. I was so nauseous. It was too much cafffine and left me feeling like I might throw up everywhere. It was horrible. The worst part…I couldn’t eat any tacos at the post race celebration with my friends!
Plus, today was the first day that I felt like I didn’t have a rock lodged in my left calf. I was asked to say the prayer in church on Sunday. I kept telling myself..this is no problem, just act normal. As soon as I was done and hobbled off the stage my “Home Teacher” ran up to me and asked if I was ok. HA. Clearly I had fooled no one! It was a fun weekend with friends and activities.
Elder M. Russell Ballard
There was a devotional put on by Elder M. Russell Ballard a few weeks ago. A group of friends attended then grabbed a bite to eat and a treat afterwards. His message was so great…just do the best you can everyday. Somehow I was able to get into the building before anyone else. I sat right in the front row while the masses were being held outside.
Luckily, the tech guy was the father of a student I had taught and let me stay. Then one of my dear friends Dad was in charge and he let me stay too. I felt that maybe there was something I needed to hear. Why had I been let in? Why was I allowed to stay? I helped the violists sound check their instruments and quickly took my seat and saved the front row. A BIG group of us squeezed in like sardines.
My new years resolution this year is to be still. For me that means deliberate meditation. My focus has been in the scriptures reading the Book of Mormon and following the Come Follow Me lessons. I have also been reading SAINTS book 1.
I wanted to deepen my understanding of the Restoration of the Gospel and I felt that was a good place to start. I believe that Joseph Smith is a prophet and that the Lord’s gospel has been fully restored to the Earth. I have a firm knowledge of the Lord and his love, care, and concern for me. I love the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I have always beleived in Joseph Smith for the sheer fact that why in the world would ANYONE ever submit themselves to what he went through unless he HAD to. If I had seen the Lord in the flesh and God then I can see why he had no other choice than to move forward with faith building the church.
As I read SAINTS… I wrestled.
I wrestled with some of the things. Some of the things felt……personal. I began to wonder about things and question and I felt hurt.
I realized that maybe it wasn’t fair to look at history through my own pair of tinted glasses seeing things tainted by my own experiences. I also realize that History is messy. The past is messy. I mean my very OWN past is messy. If you looked at it through a microscope and knew every detail there was to know…it would be….ugly, and good, and horrendous, and beautiful, totally brutal, and also pretty great. I went to sources where I could get good information. I prayed, I read scriptures and I grappled with these issues for a time. I began to read the Joseph Smith History in the Pearl of Great Price. Which I love so much because I can hear Joseph’s voice as if he is writing to me, just like I am writing to you.
And then, as I was sitting in that front row all sweaty from being squished by nearly every single person I knew. A little worn out from the stress of organizing this shindig….Elder Ballard began to testify of the truthfullness of Joseph Smith and the upcoming conference and what things we had to look forward to. I felt like I should listen up and so I did and then…Elder Ballard looked right into my eyes and it was like a literal arrow shot from him right to my heart and pierced it. It was pierced with the knowledge, my own personal knowledge that Joseph was a true prophet. And that was all I needed. I set down the stone I had been holding and let it lie. I didn’t need it anymore for I was satisfied. My heart had been pierced.
My mom, sister and I took a croissant class tonight at La’Academie School of Baking and Cooking. It was WONDERFUL! I highly recommend it! Chef Dan has all kinds of classes to choose from and the school is located at Higley and Guadalupe. OH MY GOODNESS the croissants….are as good as you can buy from a patisserie in France and hot out of the oven. It would make a great gift…a fun cooking class to do together or a date night. I mean if bread is your love language too than this is right up your alley! https://www.lacademieschool.com/ Here is a link to their classes!
So far 2020 has been a pretty good year.