Saturday, December 24, 2011

My Christmas Wish

My Christmas wish this year is to be more in tune to the needs of others-
To be a listening ear-
A helping hand-
A shoulder to cry on-
Arms to hold-
A Teacher-
A Friend...
An instrument in the hands of He who is the reason for this season.


To be like Him.
To serve others-
"Inasmuch as ye have done it unto the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me." -Matthew 25:40
 

Merry Christmas

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Honoring Choice

The right, the power, the opportunity to choose.
It is interesting to me how small choices govern our lives, and how big choices govern who we become. I was sent a link on facebook where David Archuleta (the singer) announced he was going on a two year mission for the LDS church. I read a few of the comments on the youtube page and although most were positive, there were a few that commented on the 'brain washing' that the church did to compel him to serve a mission. Disregarding the choice he made.
People are always yelling about the 'right to choose', but usually at the expense of other's choices. Instead the seem to be trying to push their agenda, choice and beliefs as the only truth. I am reminded of the words from the 2nd verse of Our Savior’s Love- (My thoughts are in the parenthesis) “The Spirit voice of goodness whispers (the spirit whispers… it doesn’t shout, abuse, threaten, argue… it whispers.) to out hearts -A better choice than evil’s anguished (evil does shout, abuse, threaten…) cries. Loud may the sound of hope (sometimes it’s all we have to hold onto.) ring till all doubt departs (believing in the power of the atonement) - And we are bound to Him, by loving ties (eternity with our Heavenly Father) ”
Honor the choice. And just love-
"But I say unto you which hear, love your enemies, do good to them which hate you, Bless them that curse you and pray for them which despitefully use you." -Luke 6: 27-28

Saturday, December 17, 2011

And, here it is.

It's been awhile since I've blogged, mostly because I haven't really had much to say. But, seeing as this is basically my journal- I think I should post something. So, if you read this, enjoy. If not, well, that's ok too.

I can't believe 2011 is almost over. I can't believe I am almost 33.

My musical was fantastic. I love, love, LOVE hearing the applause for the kids. I was really proud of this production, it looked awesome (set, hair, costumes etc...) and was SUPER entertaining. I guess I do know what I am doing. Right now I am in the midst of my rehearsals for "See How They Run" which performs in February. The never-ending cycle of being a drama teacher. But, I love it. It's nice to have a job that I enjoy doing, that challenges me and makes some difference in the world.

I've been thinking about my Dad a lot lately, although I am not sure why. I guess it's just more of an emptiness that is always with me. He was about my age when he started making choices that eventually led to his ruin. Little choices, small steps. I guess it's just a reminder that the little choices really do make a big difference. Sometimes I wonder what it would've been like if he had made different choices. If he was actually in my life. If I actaully felt like I had a Father. Sometimes I look at Daddy- Daughter relationships and I feel such an ache in my heart, a longing. Oh well.

My lease is up in my apartment at the end of February and they are raising the rent by over $200... so I need to find a new place to live. I am seriously looking into buying a place. I kept saying that I felt too transient to buy a place (because I guess I always thought I'd be buying my first place with my husband, so I kept on holding out for that pipe dream...) But, I have a very permanent job, in a very permanent place and I am tired of dealing with leases and apartment managers. I just pray that I can find the right place with the right price for me.

It hit me a few months ago that I am getting old. That I am truly an adult. It was weird. I now look in the mirror and notice I don't look as young as I once did and it is strange. It is strange to get older.

I still have my goal to run the Disney World half marathon next January (2013) although I have been terrible at working toward my goal. I've just let a lot of things get to me... it's been a really hard past two years. But I need to change, or I never will. I had almost given up hope for things that I really want. But then I realized, if I don't have hope, I have nothing. And that's no way to live.

Merry Christmas everyone.