In preparation for a lesson on "Bearing One Another's Burdens", one night after family scriptures, I asked for examples of individuals or groups of people who have bore the burdens of another. Many good references were sited, but one captured my full attention. Emily (Daniel's girlfriend who was visiting at the time) reminded us of the Sons of Helaman who basically made a covenant to take up arms so that their parents could honor the covenant they had made to lay down their arms. I loved that relationship of making and keeping covenants to bearing another's burdens.
This morning in my personal scripture study, I was reading Alma 24 and gained further insight of what makes and keeps a covenant people. You know how I love patterns in the scriptures... well there is a significant one found in these verses and I likened it to our family. And yes children.......I am going to share my findings with you so go get your Book of Mormon and follow along!
vs.7-10 "I thank my God..." Each of these verses begin with those words. A Covenant Family Freely Expresses Gratitude.
vs.9-12 A Covenant Family Understands and Utilizes the Principle of Repentance. Verse 9, the people acknowledge their sins. Verse 10-11, they acknowledge their sins to God and seek forgiveness "...through the merits of his Son". Verse 12 They receive a remission of their sins and pledge to "...stain [their] swords no more".
vs.13-14. A Covenant Family Understands & Utilizes The Cleansing Power of the Atonement. Within these two verses we learn of the power of "...the blood of the Son"; the nature of God "...God has had mercy on us...that we night not perish", and the plan of salvation (see vers 14). On a personal note, I would love for you study verse 14 and enlighten me as to what it means to you?
vs.15-16 A Covenant Family Seeks to Be Purified. Regardless of what trials and temptations come our way, we continue to repent and keep our weapons buried "...deep in the earth, that[we]may be kept bright".
vs.17-19 A Covenant Family Renews Their Covenants Consistently. I love how the Anti-Nephi-Lehies renewed the covenant they had made. Verse 18 (1)."...They would give up their own lives...(2)they would give unto [a brother]...(3)rather than spend their days in idleness they would labor abundantly with their hands". A covenant family values the ordinance of the sacrament, drawing close to 'Him who saves', every single week. We return OFTEN to the temple and bless others as we assist in helping them make sacred covenants. I love that as members of the Jared Rust family, we are all of an age where we can be holders of a temple recommend. Please always be worthy of holding that recommend. And don't just hold it......USE IT!!! It is how we "labor abundantly" and honor our covenants .
vs.20-26 A Covenant Family Trusts in the Lord. I don't think there is a more beautiful display of trusting in the Lord than what is written in these verses. It is doubtful we will be required to lay down our life because of covenants we have made with the Lord, but we are required to trust Him and LIVE. He asks his covenanted people to serve in callings, raise children in the Christ-centered homes, build celestial relationships and truly cherish and serve each other.
That is all I have. I hope you have enjoyed this little scripture study time. I know I have. I would love to have your thoughts and teachings as well. So feel free to share.
I write....that my children may know the privilege and joy of belonging to a covenant family.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Departing Words.
I attended the funeral of a fire-fighter last Saturday. It was dignified and very impressive. It started with a processional ceremony of fifty plus fire-fighters walking from the Overton fire station to the chapel. Two huge fire trucks with ladders fully extended formed an arch in the sky while the fire gear and uniform of the deceased laid on top of the fire truck that he had operated. Uniformed firefighters stood at attention beside the casket at the viewing. Honor guards posted the colors in a touching ceremony to begin the funeral services. To end the services, six uniformed firefighters ceremonially folded the American flag that had been draped over the casket and presented it to the widow. There was the "Final Salute" as the pall bearers placed the casket into the vehicle. And then finally at the graveside the firefighters participated in one last ceremony: "The Final Alarm: The Ringing of The Bell" while the bag pipes mournfully played in the background.
Needless to say, it was an emotional day. I was grateful to have witnessed this brotherhood of honor,love and devotion in action.
I have spent a lot of time reflecting on that brotherhood and the tribute they paid. It was impressive and it was deserved. He was a devoted fireman and I was grateful for the comfort it surely had to be for his wife and children.
I have since spent a lot of time reflecting on what kind of funeral would be fitting of your dad. He would not be honored with uniforms, ceremonies, and emotional displays. He isn't a firefighter,a military veteran,or an officer of the law. But he is a good husband, a loving father, and a righteous bearer of the priesthood. The greatest tribute that could be paid to your dad and me for that fact, is to have each of our eight children live in such a way as to be able to stand and bear powerful, heart-felt testimony that you believe in Jesus Christ; that you follow a living prophet and strive to live the teachings of the gospel.
No fanfare needed, just children who live the gospel and love the Lord.
I write...that my children may keep this in mind for when the time comes.
Needless to say, it was an emotional day. I was grateful to have witnessed this brotherhood of honor,love and devotion in action.
I have spent a lot of time reflecting on that brotherhood and the tribute they paid. It was impressive and it was deserved. He was a devoted fireman and I was grateful for the comfort it surely had to be for his wife and children.
I have since spent a lot of time reflecting on what kind of funeral would be fitting of your dad. He would not be honored with uniforms, ceremonies, and emotional displays. He isn't a firefighter,a military veteran,or an officer of the law. But he is a good husband, a loving father, and a righteous bearer of the priesthood. The greatest tribute that could be paid to your dad and me for that fact, is to have each of our eight children live in such a way as to be able to stand and bear powerful, heart-felt testimony that you believe in Jesus Christ; that you follow a living prophet and strive to live the teachings of the gospel.
No fanfare needed, just children who live the gospel and love the Lord.
I write...that my children may keep this in mind for when the time comes.
Monday, January 23, 2012
Hannah...Beebz...The Caboose
Fourteen years ago Jared and I and seven anxious siblings welcomed our baby Beebz into the world. And welcomed was she! I don't think a little girl could ever have been more loved than Hannah. With the birth of Hannah, our family was finally complete and even. Four boys first and Hannah was the fourth girl.
Hannah was different than your normal Rust baby. She was born with lots of brown curls (the others were bald), beautiful olive skin (the others were white), and lots of chubs (the others were relatively skinny), and she strongly resembled her daddy (the others resembled each other). That little brown haired, brown eyed, brown skinned girl wiggled her way into each of our hearts in a very big way.
Being the last person in a ten member family is a huge responsibility but Hannah does it well. She puts up with being referred to as "the baby", taking orders from nine others; never being able to ride shotgun, and merciless teasing of much older brothers. But aside from all this, she has developed a quick sense of humor and a pleasant, but quirky personality.
Let me tell you about that personality.
Hannah is a deep-thinker. She is a watcher of people and a surveyor of situations. When she was little, I chalked up her silence to being shy and reserved (which she was to some degree). As she got older, I began to believe that it wasn't so much shyness that kept her silent, but that she was simply thinking, taking everything in and then would offer her opinion, advise, words of wisdom, etc., if she deemed it necessary and desired. She doesn't say much but when she does, it is of value and well thought out and should be paid attention to.
Hannah is a natural-born leader. I love watching her interact with her friends. She is just fine to take a back seat and "let them be the boss" but when there is a problem her friends automatically turn to her for direction and leadership. AND SHE IS AN AMAZING LEADER! Hannah instinctively commands respect of her peers by the way she handles herself; never trying to be the center of attention, but rather the voice of reason. She has innate skills of organizing, public speaking, managing of time, inclusive involvement of others, and well thought out solutions. I can not say enough of what type of leader Hannah has become and how she continues to develop those god-given talents and traits.
Hannah is a goal-setter and a goal-achiever. She isn't showy in what she has obtained and what she seeks to obtain, she is just constant in her pursuit. She has set academic goals early on in her life so that her college career is all that she has envisioned and planned for it to be. She has set domestic goals early on in her life to help her become the mother she hopes to be. She doesn't easily get discouraged, but when she does, she seeks positive solutions and picks herself up and gets back on track.
Hannah is kind. I have never had one single person tell me that Hannah has ever been unkind, said something mean or inappropriate, or acted in a way that is unbecoming of a righteous daughter of God. On the other hand, I have received many compliments on how kind, helpful, polite, and mature she is. It seems that every school year I have a teacher tell me how grateful they are for the help she is to other students who struggle in class. Whether she has been asked by the teacher or by the students themselves, Hannah patiently and respectfully helps them LEARN.
Hannah is valiant and pure. I emphasis "learn" because Hannah is so careful to never give answers or let the kids abuse her kindness and knowledge. She lets them know that she can help them by teaching, never by cheating. The thoughts of cheating are repulsive to her. She certainly wouldn't ever cheat herself, but her valiant nature makes sure that no one can cheat off her. Her valiant nature causes her to cringe at words that are crass and offensive. I am not necessarily talking about just cuss words, but any word that is demeaning or crude. Her spirit is easily offended and I love that in her. Purity flows through Hannah and it shows in her face, words and actions.
Hannah is comforting. Every night I can count on Hannah to seek me out, put her arms around me and just hold me for a few minutes in a sweet, deliberate embrace. It is not a limp hug or an obligatory goodnight routine; it is a heartfelt display of her love and gratitude towards me. Two nights ago, I came home from doing Relief Society service all day long. I was exhausted, emotionally drained, and it seemed every joint and muscle were throbbing in pain. I felt like I would burst into tears at any moment from sheer fatigue. My eyes must have been shut because I don't remember seeing Hannah stand in front of me but suddenly I was very aware of sweet loving arms that had encircled me and Hannah had gently placed my head on her chest holding it near her heart. It was one of the sweetest gestures of Christ-like love that I have ever experienced. She was silent, and I was comforted. For a few moments our roles were switched. She was the mother making everything right and I was the child who just needed to be held.
How I love my Hannah. Words can not express my gratitude to Heavenly Father for sending her to me. Happy Birthday sweet daughter. I Love you. Mommy
Hannah was different than your normal Rust baby. She was born with lots of brown curls (the others were bald), beautiful olive skin (the others were white), and lots of chubs (the others were relatively skinny), and she strongly resembled her daddy (the others resembled each other). That little brown haired, brown eyed, brown skinned girl wiggled her way into each of our hearts in a very big way.
Being the last person in a ten member family is a huge responsibility but Hannah does it well. She puts up with being referred to as "the baby", taking orders from nine others; never being able to ride shotgun, and merciless teasing of much older brothers. But aside from all this, she has developed a quick sense of humor and a pleasant, but quirky personality.
Let me tell you about that personality.
Hannah is a deep-thinker. She is a watcher of people and a surveyor of situations. When she was little, I chalked up her silence to being shy and reserved (which she was to some degree). As she got older, I began to believe that it wasn't so much shyness that kept her silent, but that she was simply thinking, taking everything in and then would offer her opinion, advise, words of wisdom, etc., if she deemed it necessary and desired. She doesn't say much but when she does, it is of value and well thought out and should be paid attention to.
Hannah is a natural-born leader. I love watching her interact with her friends. She is just fine to take a back seat and "let them be the boss" but when there is a problem her friends automatically turn to her for direction and leadership. AND SHE IS AN AMAZING LEADER! Hannah instinctively commands respect of her peers by the way she handles herself; never trying to be the center of attention, but rather the voice of reason. She has innate skills of organizing, public speaking, managing of time, inclusive involvement of others, and well thought out solutions. I can not say enough of what type of leader Hannah has become and how she continues to develop those god-given talents and traits.
Hannah is a goal-setter and a goal-achiever. She isn't showy in what she has obtained and what she seeks to obtain, she is just constant in her pursuit. She has set academic goals early on in her life so that her college career is all that she has envisioned and planned for it to be. She has set domestic goals early on in her life to help her become the mother she hopes to be. She doesn't easily get discouraged, but when she does, she seeks positive solutions and picks herself up and gets back on track.
Hannah is kind. I have never had one single person tell me that Hannah has ever been unkind, said something mean or inappropriate, or acted in a way that is unbecoming of a righteous daughter of God. On the other hand, I have received many compliments on how kind, helpful, polite, and mature she is. It seems that every school year I have a teacher tell me how grateful they are for the help she is to other students who struggle in class. Whether she has been asked by the teacher or by the students themselves, Hannah patiently and respectfully helps them LEARN.
Hannah is valiant and pure. I emphasis "learn" because Hannah is so careful to never give answers or let the kids abuse her kindness and knowledge. She lets them know that she can help them by teaching, never by cheating. The thoughts of cheating are repulsive to her. She certainly wouldn't ever cheat herself, but her valiant nature makes sure that no one can cheat off her. Her valiant nature causes her to cringe at words that are crass and offensive. I am not necessarily talking about just cuss words, but any word that is demeaning or crude. Her spirit is easily offended and I love that in her. Purity flows through Hannah and it shows in her face, words and actions.
Hannah is comforting. Every night I can count on Hannah to seek me out, put her arms around me and just hold me for a few minutes in a sweet, deliberate embrace. It is not a limp hug or an obligatory goodnight routine; it is a heartfelt display of her love and gratitude towards me. Two nights ago, I came home from doing Relief Society service all day long. I was exhausted, emotionally drained, and it seemed every joint and muscle were throbbing in pain. I felt like I would burst into tears at any moment from sheer fatigue. My eyes must have been shut because I don't remember seeing Hannah stand in front of me but suddenly I was very aware of sweet loving arms that had encircled me and Hannah had gently placed my head on her chest holding it near her heart. It was one of the sweetest gestures of Christ-like love that I have ever experienced. She was silent, and I was comforted. For a few moments our roles were switched. She was the mother making everything right and I was the child who just needed to be held.
How I love my Hannah. Words can not express my gratitude to Heavenly Father for sending her to me. Happy Birthday sweet daughter. I Love you. Mommy
Sunday, January 22, 2012
WALKING AND TALKING AND LEARNING
For years I have walked most weekday mornings with my best friend Judy. These outings are about so much more than the exercise. A couple of weeks ago, early one crisp morning we found ourselves on top of an amazing mesa with a panoramic view of our sleepy little valley. It had been hard climbing, but so worth the effort.
As we walked on top of the mesa, Judy shared with me an sweet experience she had witnessed between her son-in-law Jay, and his 4 year old daughter Brianna. Here is my recollection of our conversation. Brianna was obviously very upset with her sisters so much that she was throwing an all out fit. Jay calmly walked up to Brianna, knelt down to where he was eye level with her and put his hands on her shoulders. Gently he said: "I know you are angry Brianna, I know you are upset. But you are letting your body rule over your spirit. You need to get control of your body and figure out a better way to express your anger and frustration. You need to let your spirit rule over your body." When Brianna had stopped her screaming and crying, Jay said: "OK, let's figure out a better way so that your spirit is in control".
Those words: "Let's figure out a better way so that your spirit is in control" have more or less consumed my thoughts as of late. Do all of my words and the way I use them show that my spirit is in control? It doesn't matter what the situation is or who the person is; all my actions should indicate that my spirit is ruling over my body.
So dear children, I write....that you may know the importance of having our spirits in control of our bodies. As that takes place in our lives we begin to "receive His image in our countenance".
As we walked on top of the mesa, Judy shared with me an sweet experience she had witnessed between her son-in-law Jay, and his 4 year old daughter Brianna. Here is my recollection of our conversation. Brianna was obviously very upset with her sisters so much that she was throwing an all out fit. Jay calmly walked up to Brianna, knelt down to where he was eye level with her and put his hands on her shoulders. Gently he said: "I know you are angry Brianna, I know you are upset. But you are letting your body rule over your spirit. You need to get control of your body and figure out a better way to express your anger and frustration. You need to let your spirit rule over your body." When Brianna had stopped her screaming and crying, Jay said: "OK, let's figure out a better way so that your spirit is in control".
Those words: "Let's figure out a better way so that your spirit is in control" have more or less consumed my thoughts as of late. Do all of my words and the way I use them show that my spirit is in control? It doesn't matter what the situation is or who the person is; all my actions should indicate that my spirit is ruling over my body.
So dear children, I write....that you may know the importance of having our spirits in control of our bodies. As that takes place in our lives we begin to "receive His image in our countenance".
Thursday, December 22, 2011
B is for ... BEAUTIFUL...BIRTHDAY....BAKER....BRITTNEY!!!
Twenty-Six years ago, the Steele family welcomed a beautiful baby daughter into their lives. A little over six years ago (?), we welcomed that same beautiful Brittney into our lives, and consequently, into our hearts. It was a very easy thing to do. I knew she was one of us when she found a blanket and a corner of a bedroom and was perfectly satisfied to call it her bed and then got up in the morning and poured herself a bowl of cereal for breakfast! No muss...no fuss...she was a perfect fit.
Not only does Brittney fit it, she elevates us. She is responsible for the annual "Rusty Whisk" cook-off which has become a family tradition envied by many. She is a gatherer of family. It is magical to experience things through the eyes of Brittney. I will never forget our first Christmas with Derrick and Brittney. My heart melted when she opened her presents and she let out a squeal. She was a kindred spirit and I fell deeper in love with her that Christmas morning.
I am in awe of Brittney and here are just three of many reasons why:
1. Brittney is highly intelligent and so well-rounded in her knowledge. She compliments Derrick's intelligence....never competing with it. I love her security in who she is and what she knows and even what she doesn't know. I love that she loves to learn and has instilled that God-like attribute in Molly.
2. Brittney is a seeker of purity and goodness. I have always thought of her as someone who truly understands what it means to be a daughter of God. I love that crassness and vulgarity are offensive to her tender spirit. I love that she desires a home free from the stains of the world. I love that she is a protector of of her temple covenants and understands their value and worth. I love her love of the gospel and the Savior. She is a daughter who has sought to do everything right in her life and continues to do that.
3. Brittney is a mother and wife who operates under the guidance of the Holy Ghost. I can honestly say that not one time, not even for one second have I second guessed Brittney's mothering skills and decisions. In fact, I have often marveled at what she has taught me. As a mother-in-law and now grandmother, I offer nothing by gratitude and thanks to my Heavenly Father for the righteous influence that Brittney has on Derrick and Molly. I only hope that many other children :) will have the opportunity to be 'gathered under her wing' and benefit from all she has to give.
And so today my dear Brittney, I give thanks for you, your birth, and your life. You are amazing. You are talented. You are good. I have been blessed to be loved by you and to love you. From the first time I talked to you on the phone before you and Derrick were even engaged, I loved you. It is a love that is strengthened every day as I pray for you morning and night and for your desire of a wonderful life, a Christ-centered family, and true, eternal joy. Thank you for giving all of that to me. I love you so much. Lorri
Not only does Brittney fit it, she elevates us. She is responsible for the annual "Rusty Whisk" cook-off which has become a family tradition envied by many. She is a gatherer of family. It is magical to experience things through the eyes of Brittney. I will never forget our first Christmas with Derrick and Brittney. My heart melted when she opened her presents and she let out a squeal. She was a kindred spirit and I fell deeper in love with her that Christmas morning.
I am in awe of Brittney and here are just three of many reasons why:
1. Brittney is highly intelligent and so well-rounded in her knowledge. She compliments Derrick's intelligence....never competing with it. I love her security in who she is and what she knows and even what she doesn't know. I love that she loves to learn and has instilled that God-like attribute in Molly.
2. Brittney is a seeker of purity and goodness. I have always thought of her as someone who truly understands what it means to be a daughter of God. I love that crassness and vulgarity are offensive to her tender spirit. I love that she desires a home free from the stains of the world. I love that she is a protector of of her temple covenants and understands their value and worth. I love her love of the gospel and the Savior. She is a daughter who has sought to do everything right in her life and continues to do that.
3. Brittney is a mother and wife who operates under the guidance of the Holy Ghost. I can honestly say that not one time, not even for one second have I second guessed Brittney's mothering skills and decisions. In fact, I have often marveled at what she has taught me. As a mother-in-law and now grandmother, I offer nothing by gratitude and thanks to my Heavenly Father for the righteous influence that Brittney has on Derrick and Molly. I only hope that many other children :) will have the opportunity to be 'gathered under her wing' and benefit from all she has to give.
And so today my dear Brittney, I give thanks for you, your birth, and your life. You are amazing. You are talented. You are good. I have been blessed to be loved by you and to love you. From the first time I talked to you on the phone before you and Derrick were even engaged, I loved you. It is a love that is strengthened every day as I pray for you morning and night and for your desire of a wonderful life, a Christ-centered family, and true, eternal joy. Thank you for giving all of that to me. I love you so much. Lorri
Monday, December 12, 2011
How Do You Hold A Moon Beam in Your Hand?
The week or so before my actual birthday blog is written, I ponder that child who's birth we are celebrating, over and over in my mind. I think of experiences, feelings,talents, trials, characteristics, my hopes and dreams for them, their hopes and dreams for them selves, and every other aspect imaginable concerning that particular child. During this pondering time I laugh and cry; I agonize and rejoice as thoughts and memories flood my mind. And then begins the process of determining (hopefully with help of the Spirit) what I write so that this child as well as their siblings can know what I know and love about them.
I tell you all this because over the last week and half of contemplating Noelle,the following words of a song from the Sound of Music, have kept coming to my mind.
"How do you hold a moon beam in your hand?"
It really is the perfect question to describe my amazing, beautiful Noelle. A moon beam changes darkness into light. That is what Noelle does. Darkness really is foreign to Noelle. She does not allow for "dark" moods, thoughts, surroundings, or anything like unto it. She brings light where ever she goes. People of all ages are drawn to the warmth and comfort she has to offer. I love to see her in action. She takes a very awkward situation or person and brings about an amazing transformation of light and happiness.
Even her words are words of light. I rethink every sentence that comes out my mouth when I am having a conversation with Noelle. I never want to be critical or negative around Noelle. I really believe it is because Noelle desires to be a positive, cheerful influence on everyone she comes in contact with. AND SHE IS!!! SHE OFFERS LIGHT BECAUSE SHE IS LIGHT! Such a Christ-like characteristic mastered at such an early stage in her life.
Just as there is no possible way to hold on to a moon beam, I feel there is no way to hold on to Noelle. And I would never want any one to try. As I think of Noelle, I am reminded of what President Hinckley said of his dear Marjorie when asked about their relationship. He said something to the effect that he just gets out of her way and lets her fly. I am so grateful that Noelle has the courage to fly. As a result of her courage and hard work, she has accomplished things beyond what I even dared dream about at her age. She does not allow herself to be "grounded" or thwarted in any way. Once the goal has been set, and her mind if ls fixed, she takes flight. Such beautiful, fitting imagery of who she is and what she does. In fact I really feel that Heavenly Father was "giving her wings" when he gave he specific trials to overcome. As as she conquered one trial after another, she has been allowed to soar higher and higher.
Happy Birthday Noelle. You truly are an amazing person. I know Heavenly Father is so mindful of you and your wants and desires, because you use them to bless the lives of others. I have a desire to be a better person because of you. Because of you, I want to focus on the good in people instead of what I perceive to be their faults. I love how you desire our family to be a family of kind words and loving actions, free from negativity and fault-finding. You have taught us to desire and work towards a Christ-centered family and I am so grateful for your understanding of such godly attributes. Thank you for wanting us to do and become better. Thank you for your example and light in showing the way. I love you Noelle. You are a moon beam that will continue to radiate love and light where ever you fly too. Thank you for the light you have given to me. May the Lord bless you, especially in Peru as you bless others. Love you again. Mommy
I tell you all this because over the last week and half of contemplating Noelle,the following words of a song from the Sound of Music, have kept coming to my mind.
"How do you hold a moon beam in your hand?"
It really is the perfect question to describe my amazing, beautiful Noelle. A moon beam changes darkness into light. That is what Noelle does. Darkness really is foreign to Noelle. She does not allow for "dark" moods, thoughts, surroundings, or anything like unto it. She brings light where ever she goes. People of all ages are drawn to the warmth and comfort she has to offer. I love to see her in action. She takes a very awkward situation or person and brings about an amazing transformation of light and happiness.
Even her words are words of light. I rethink every sentence that comes out my mouth when I am having a conversation with Noelle. I never want to be critical or negative around Noelle. I really believe it is because Noelle desires to be a positive, cheerful influence on everyone she comes in contact with. AND SHE IS!!! SHE OFFERS LIGHT BECAUSE SHE IS LIGHT! Such a Christ-like characteristic mastered at such an early stage in her life.
Just as there is no possible way to hold on to a moon beam, I feel there is no way to hold on to Noelle. And I would never want any one to try. As I think of Noelle, I am reminded of what President Hinckley said of his dear Marjorie when asked about their relationship. He said something to the effect that he just gets out of her way and lets her fly. I am so grateful that Noelle has the courage to fly. As a result of her courage and hard work, she has accomplished things beyond what I even dared dream about at her age. She does not allow herself to be "grounded" or thwarted in any way. Once the goal has been set, and her mind if ls fixed, she takes flight. Such beautiful, fitting imagery of who she is and what she does. In fact I really feel that Heavenly Father was "giving her wings" when he gave he specific trials to overcome. As as she conquered one trial after another, she has been allowed to soar higher and higher.
Happy Birthday Noelle. You truly are an amazing person. I know Heavenly Father is so mindful of you and your wants and desires, because you use them to bless the lives of others. I have a desire to be a better person because of you. Because of you, I want to focus on the good in people instead of what I perceive to be their faults. I love how you desire our family to be a family of kind words and loving actions, free from negativity and fault-finding. You have taught us to desire and work towards a Christ-centered family and I am so grateful for your understanding of such godly attributes. Thank you for wanting us to do and become better. Thank you for your example and light in showing the way. I love you Noelle. You are a moon beam that will continue to radiate love and light where ever you fly too. Thank you for the light you have given to me. May the Lord bless you, especially in Peru as you bless others. Love you again. Mommy
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Happy Birthday Daniel Boosie
Dear Daniel,
Tomorrow dad and I will joyfully make the snowy 10 hour drive to Rexburg,Idaho to see you perform at the BYUI Christmas Concert which fittingly, will take place on your birthday. And I am looking forward to every minute of it. If I could only tell others one thing that defines who you are, I would tell them of your diligent pursuit to cultivate your divinely given talent of music.
Music flows through you. I remember when you were 8 years old, you came home from school with a flier that advertised an early morning violin class available at school. You were adamant that you needed to be in that class. I must admit that I was a little taken back with your request and honestly felt that you would soon forget about it....but I was mistaken.
One of my fondest mother/son experiences I have had was when we drove up to Provo for you to audition for the BYU music program. I will never forget going to the music building and seeing all the other students dressed in tuxedos and formals. They were accompanied by their music instructors and carried expensive instruments. I was so embarrassed and even a little humiliated as we showed up in wearing jeans and totally unprepared for what I felt was obviously out of our league. I felt such guilt and sadness because of what you had been denied. It was then that I realized that I was the mother of a very special person when I saw you were totally "okay" with the "humbleness" of the situation. In fact, not only were you ok, but you were happy and calm and made me feel that way too. I learned so much from you that day. That has got to be one of my most cherished experiences.
One of your greatest attributes is when you have a desire you sets goals and work hard to make it happen. And it always happens! I remember when you started working at Radio Shack and came home from work and announced that you were buying a car. Again I thought, "yea sure you will". Within a couple of days you had found a car, signed the papers, and began making your monthly payments. I soon learned that when you told me you were going to do something, you were going to do it regardless. I LOVE that in you.
I love watching you interact with people of all ages in all situations. You seem to sense when people are uncomfortable and can do or say something to put others at ease. You are a social genius and I have learned by observing you with others. I love how you makes a person feel special and wonderful regardless of who they are and what they are do. As a result, everyone wants to be your friend. That speaks highly of you.
I must admit that I never dreamed that you would be such a people person. When I think back to when you were a toddler and the pain both you and I had in trying to understand each other, I honestly thought that you would never be able to confidently stand in front of anyone, much less carry on a conversation. But again, you proved me wrong. I am sure that at some point in your very young life, you made the conscience decision to overcome those painful traits that were holding you back. And once again, you succeeded.
Daniel, you are an amazing man. I love to talk to you as you eagerly share your passions, triumphs and even concerns with me. I have learned so much while raising you and I continue to learn as I watch you plan for your future and carry out your dreams. You inspire me. You make me want to do better. I often am amazed that I was given the tremendous blessing of being your mother. And I do count it as one of my greatest blessings.
Happy Birthday dear son. Thank you for the honor and love you have given me as your mom. You have accomplished amazing things so far and I look forward to seeing what amazing things you will accomplish in the future. Love you so much. Mommy
Tomorrow dad and I will joyfully make the snowy 10 hour drive to Rexburg,Idaho to see you perform at the BYUI Christmas Concert which fittingly, will take place on your birthday. And I am looking forward to every minute of it. If I could only tell others one thing that defines who you are, I would tell them of your diligent pursuit to cultivate your divinely given talent of music.
Music flows through you. I remember when you were 8 years old, you came home from school with a flier that advertised an early morning violin class available at school. You were adamant that you needed to be in that class. I must admit that I was a little taken back with your request and honestly felt that you would soon forget about it....but I was mistaken.
One of my fondest mother/son experiences I have had was when we drove up to Provo for you to audition for the BYU music program. I will never forget going to the music building and seeing all the other students dressed in tuxedos and formals. They were accompanied by their music instructors and carried expensive instruments. I was so embarrassed and even a little humiliated as we showed up in wearing jeans and totally unprepared for what I felt was obviously out of our league. I felt such guilt and sadness because of what you had been denied. It was then that I realized that I was the mother of a very special person when I saw you were totally "okay" with the "humbleness" of the situation. In fact, not only were you ok, but you were happy and calm and made me feel that way too. I learned so much from you that day. That has got to be one of my most cherished experiences.
One of your greatest attributes is when you have a desire you sets goals and work hard to make it happen. And it always happens! I remember when you started working at Radio Shack and came home from work and announced that you were buying a car. Again I thought, "yea sure you will". Within a couple of days you had found a car, signed the papers, and began making your monthly payments. I soon learned that when you told me you were going to do something, you were going to do it regardless. I LOVE that in you.
I love watching you interact with people of all ages in all situations. You seem to sense when people are uncomfortable and can do or say something to put others at ease. You are a social genius and I have learned by observing you with others. I love how you makes a person feel special and wonderful regardless of who they are and what they are do. As a result, everyone wants to be your friend. That speaks highly of you.
I must admit that I never dreamed that you would be such a people person. When I think back to when you were a toddler and the pain both you and I had in trying to understand each other, I honestly thought that you would never be able to confidently stand in front of anyone, much less carry on a conversation. But again, you proved me wrong. I am sure that at some point in your very young life, you made the conscience decision to overcome those painful traits that were holding you back. And once again, you succeeded.
Daniel, you are an amazing man. I love to talk to you as you eagerly share your passions, triumphs and even concerns with me. I have learned so much while raising you and I continue to learn as I watch you plan for your future and carry out your dreams. You inspire me. You make me want to do better. I often am amazed that I was given the tremendous blessing of being your mother. And I do count it as one of my greatest blessings.
Happy Birthday dear son. Thank you for the honor and love you have given me as your mom. You have accomplished amazing things so far and I look forward to seeing what amazing things you will accomplish in the future. Love you so much. Mommy
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