Friday, April 19, 2013

Friday

Its 9:30 and I just got up!!! I looove that!!! My friend is a morning person. I'm NOT. I wish I were. I NEVER slept in on my mission and ideally I like to read my scriptures first thing in the morning and then get on with the rest of my day. I like to workout early too then take my shower and be ready for the rest of the day by 7am. It's tough for me to get to sleep however. I noticed when I workout AND go skating I am dead-tired at the end of the day and definitely before midnight. Elder Kikuchi spoke at a fireside that the YSA in the Tongan stake arranged the Sunday of conference weekend. He made us a promise if we started our day with the scriptures and exercise first thing in the morning we would be blessed with revelation. I've gone through phases but I've never done it consistently.

When I worked for the Christmas Box House it was just on the weekends. During the week I'd get up whenever and read my scriptures, a conference talk, workout or not and do homework. I liked getting up at whatever time I wanted and sleeping for as long as I wanted. I worked graveyard on the weekends. My brother consistently told me my sleeping patterns would never improve unless and until I quit working those hours. I never had a problem getting up on my mission AND I would run AND dance to classical music to exercise each morning. I lost weight naturally then ALTHOUGH it also had something to do with just buying french bread, oranges and cereal. The members fed us each night. I wanted to shop with my money more.

When I served in the Tongan wards it was the worst. Random people would shake my hand and tell me they knew my grandfather or dad and slip me a $20 bill. Even then I frequented TJMaxx and Ross. I could fit EVERYTHING I wanted to fit then too. On Sundays my companion and I would split what we got each Sunday. Once we EACH got a little over $100. One Sunday this guy got up to share his testimony and said he only had $20 left and didn't have a job lined up. He gave us his last $20 and got a job the next day. If we saw him after that we tried to hide from him. It is a Tongan custom to give missionaries money when you see them. We rarely had actual dinner appointments. We went to a lot of celebrations with food but usually they gave us $20 to split for dinner. We went out to eat a lot when we served in the Tongan wards.

The rest of my mission was filled with lasagna. It didn't matter WHERE we served. I've had lasagna EVERY imaginable way possible. They ALWAYS served it with garlic bread, tossed salad and rocky road ice-cream. Funny I never got sick of the ice-cream. Once at zone conference they had lasagna for lunch. About 5 sister companionships hit up Burger King instead. My friend's lasagna is the ONLY time I've EVER considered having or making it again. He made some good Chinese dishes too although I wanted the chicken fried in cornstarch or some sort of coating first. His sauce was good as was his soup. I'm glad he can cook. He made this candy stuff too once that reminds me of what they put on saltine crackers to make "bark"-I think he likes Mexican food which I can do with or without. I like Cafe Sabor but I think it's a fake "Mexican" place.

My trainer was Mexican from Mexico. She made these flour tortillas that were incredible. This Mexican lady was in our first area and she cooked for us maybe 3 times. It was VERY tasty and it wasn't ANYTHING like Taco Bell. She was a semi-active member who kept trying to hook me up with one of her coworkers at some grocery store... the ONLY grocery store in town. He told her he liked me PROBABLY because I was the only girl who smiled at him and wore dresses ALL the time. It doesn't matter how many times you tell members you can't hook up with anyone and that you are NOT focused on that, they will STILL try to set you up with the world.

I got that A LOT on my mission. I don't get that anymore UNLESS I'm attending a family ward. That is nice.

2 Nephi 8

Hearken unto me, ye that follow after righteousness. Look unto the rock from whence ye are hewn, and to the hole of the pit from whence ye are digged. 
Look unto Abraham, your father, and unto Sarah, she that bare you; for I called him alone, and blessed him.
For the Lord shall comfort Zion, he will comfort all her waste places; and he will make her wilderness like Eden, and her desert like the garden of the Lord. Joy and gladness shall be found therein, thanksgiving and the voice of melody. 
Hearken unto me, my people; and give ear unto me, O my nation; for a law shall proceed from me, and I will make my judgment to rest for a light for the people.
 My righteousness is near; my salvation is gone forth, and mine arm shall judge the people. The isles shall wait upon me, and on mine arm shall they trust.
 Lift up your eyes to the heavens, and look upon the earth beneath; for the heavens shall vanish away like smoke, and the earth shall wax old like a garment; and they that dwell therein shall die in like manner. But my salvation shall be forever, and my righteousness shall not be abolished.
 Hearken unto me, ye that know righteousness, the people in whose heart I have written my law, fear ye not the reproach of men, neither be ye afraid of their revilings.
 For the moth shall eat them up like a garment, and the worm shall eat them like wool. But my righteousness shall be forever, and my salvation from generation to generation.
 Awake, awake! Put on strength, O arm of the Lord; awake as in the ancient days. Art thou not he that hath cut Rahab, and wounded the dragon?
 10 Art thou not he who hath dried the sea, the waters of the great deep; that hath made the depths of the sea a way for the ransomed to pass over?
 11 Therefore, the redeemed of the Lord shall return, and come with singing unto Zion; and everlasting joy and holiness shall be upon their heads; and they shall obtain gladness and joy; sorrow and mourning shall flee away.
 12 I am he; yea, I am he that comforteth you. Behold, who art thou, that thou shouldst be afraid of man, who shall die, and of the son of man, who shall be made like unto grass?
 13 And forgettest the Lord thy maker, that hath stretched forth the heavens, and laid the foundations of the earth, and hast feared continually every day, because of the fury of the oppressor, as if he were ready to destroy? And where is the fury of the oppressor?
 14 The captive exile hasteneth, that he may be loosed, and that he should not die in the pit, nor that his bread should fail.
 15 But I am the Lord thy God, whose waves roared; the Lord of Hosts is my name.
 16 And I have put my words in thy mouth, and have covered thee in the shadow of mine hand, that I may plant the heavens and lay the foundations of the earth, and say unto Zion: Behold, thou art my people.
 17 Awake, awake, stand up, O Jerusalem, which hast drunk at the hand of the Lord the cup of his fury—thou hast drunken the dregs of the cup of trembling wrung out—
 18 And none to guide her among all the sons she hath brought forth; neither that taketh her by the hand, of all the sons she hath brought up.
 19 These two sons are come unto thee, who shall be sorry for thee—thy desolation and destruction, and the famine and the sword—and by whom shall I comfort thee?
 20 Thy sons have fainted, save these two; they lie at the head of all the streets; as a wild bull in a net, they are full of the fury of the Lord, the rebuke of thy God.
 21 Therefore hear now this, thou afflicted, and drunken, and not with wine:
 22 Thus saith thy Lord, the Lord and thy God pleadeth the cause of his people; behold, I have taken out of thine hand the cup of trembling, the dregs of the cup of my fury; thou shalt no more drink it again.
 23 But I will put it into the hand of them that afflict thee; who have said to thy soul: Bow down, that we may go over—and thou hast laid thy body as the ground and as the street to them that went over.
 24 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, O Zion; put on thy beautiful garments, O Jerusalem, the holy city; for henceforth there shall no more come into thee the uncircumcised and the unclean.
 25 Shake thyself from the dust; arise, sit down, O Jerusalem; loose thyself from the bands of thy neck, O captive daughter of Zion.
This entire chapter is poetry. It is so beautiful. How can anyone NOT appreciate the Isaiah chapters. I love that the wave roars and I love the line I have taken out of thine hand the cup of trembling, the dregs of the cup of my fury; thou shalt no more drink it again. I also love how it starts and the admonition to look to the rock from whence ye are hewn. The details and images this entire thing evokes are awesome. 
Every religion seems to follow some sort of text. I love how central the scriptures, books and reading are to our salvation. I had just finished my mission when I attended BYU-Hawaii. As an English major we studied texts VERY closely. We studied the authors and poets and what their lives were like to understand their writing better. Spending all that time with literature made me want to consider the scriptures that way which is why my Senior Seminar then was on the Book of Mormon as literature. I am glad I majored in English because ALL good writing offers epiphanies, considering scripture just takes it deeper.  
It's why I even bothered trying to figure out what my friend's thesis is about. When people write they reveal their selves. Even if it is couched in a fortress of technical jargon, the writer still seeps through. 
Personal Peace: The Reward of the Righteous - Quentin L. Cook
President Heber J. Grant described the Savior’s peace this way: “His peace will ease our suffering, bind up our broken hearts, blot out our hates, engender in our breasts a love of fellow men that will suffuse our souls with calm and happiness.”17 In my meetings with Emilie Parker’s parents, I saw that the Savior’s peace has eased their suffering and is helping to bind up their broken hearts. It is notable that immediately after the shooting, Brother Parker expressed forgiveness to the perpetrator. As President Grant said, the Savior’s peace can “blot out our hates.” Judgment is the Lord’s.
I listened to this yesterday but I wanted to listen to it again. My facebook page has been filled with pictures of the funeral for a 19-year old boy with his entire life ahead of him. I can't imagine what this is like. I met him once BUT I don't feel the loss associated with him. People I love however do feel this.
There's another friend of mine who just lost her husband. She has six children. She is my very close friend's first cousin so while I know her I've never hung out with her. I have no idea how she is handling this. I'm adding her to my prayers too. I think he died from cancer. That to me is how you should die however. Sione was shot at a Maverick in Salt Lake City. That is NOT how someone should die!!! 




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