So much food for thought. So much inspiration to improve. I'll keep trying.
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Moving-to-college day came with more emotions than I knew what to do with. I was unprepared with how hard it is to have a child to move out. I had many a good cry for about a week. Thankfully they have tapered off. This is good mission prep---for mom!
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I hesitate to post this for fear of offending the spirit. Spiritual enlightenment is not given lightly and must be guarded sacred. But I have felt that I should share this because others can benefit from this experience. Hopefully that will be the case.
I was driving Caleb to Cross Country practice a few weeks ago and my radio was tuned to Classical 89. A song came on that was familiar, but I didn't know what it was. Without any warning, I was so incredibly moved by the spirit that tears started spilling. I've learned that during such moments, answers are given if proper questions are asked. I started asking questions: Why is this song so moving? Is this song important to me? Through a series of questions and sensed responses (that I can't exactly remember), I came to the conclusion that I was present while that song was being composed. Once I came to that conclusion, in my mind, I suddenly envisioned a man sitting at a piano with scores open and in the background there were many other heavenly visitors watching, guiding and prompting. And then suddenly, I knew the desired conclusion. It came so suddenly and forcefully that I even said it out loud to Caleb: "You never know who your audience is." It was such a powerful moment that we were both taken back by the power of it. We need to live so that those spirits sent to surround us are not disappointed or offended, but more importantly, we need to live so that we have their help! They have so much more power to help us when we live worthy of it. What a grand and marvelous idea! As I've pondered this since then, it has been confirmed many times that this was the desired message. You never know who your audience is. Live up to that privilege.
So when I came upon this little comic in the BYU magazine, I grabbed my scissors and posted it top and center on my fridge. We have so many who are cheering us, waiting to assist us, guiding and prompting us. I really feel that they want us to be aware of their presence. You never know who your audience is!
Here is a link to a beautiful video with the song I heard on the radio that day---Appalachian Spring by Aaron Copland. (Incidentally, I learned later he composed most of his pieces on a piano. This one was composed in 1944.)
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I don't buy a lot of toys because I don't like the clutter . I don't like the price and my kids don't play with anything long enough to make it worth the investment. (I think it might frustrate little visiting friends because in their mind there isn't much to do here. . .) But I don't mind a good toy-making project with the kids. They learn a different set of values when making their own toys, and it gives us time together. Here are a few as of late.
Magnets, Cans and Recycled Items:
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When you add a topper to the donuts, you have large cookies instead! |
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Smile and dance while you bake the donuts! |
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But not scrapbooking things this time around. . .
My sister has an Etsy shop where she sells embroidery designs (that you purchase and then sew on your own project with an embroidery machine). After seeing some things she had for sale, my mind started churning with ideas. I couldn't sleep. Ideas poured out. So I started sketching (and sketching and sketching). Since I'm not a real artist, my little drawings left much to be desired, but I sent her a dozen or so papers covered with sketches and ideas and notes and jibber jabber. It was amazing she was able to pull anything from those sketchy things, but she did. Here are a few that have generated from what I sent her.
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