Showing posts with label testimony. Show all posts
Showing posts with label testimony. Show all posts

09 February 2015

Caleb's talk


Good afternoon my brothers and sisters! Today I have been asked to give a talk on one of my favorite stories of Jesus. Frankly, I find that it is a difficult task to accomplish. There are just so many wonderful stories of his miracles and teachings. Eventually, I settled on a story that can be found in John chapter 8. This is the story of the woman that was caught in the act of adultery and brought before Him. Now they say to him,
They say unto him, Master, this woman was taken in adultery, in the very act.
 Now Moses in the law commanded us, that such should be stoned: but what sayest thou?”
His reaction to this was very simple. He sat on the ground and wrote in the dirt completely ignoring then. That apparently was not the kind of answer that they wanted, so they continued to pester him until he said,
“ So when they continued asking him, he lifted up himself, and said unto them, He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her”
and went back to writing on the ground. This must have been one of those “Could have had a V8” moments for them because we read in verse 9,  
And they which heard it, being convicted by their own conscience, went out one by one, beginning at the eldest, even unto the last: and Jesus was left alone, and the woman standing in the midst.”
Now it just Jesus and the woman left. Knowing that Jesus is perfect he could have stoned her right then and there, because He said Himself “He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her”. Instead, he says,  
10 When Jesus had lifted up himself, and saw none but the woman, he said unto her, Woman, where are those thine accusers? hath no man condemned thee?
 11 She said, No man, Lord. And Jesus said unto her, Neither do I condemn thee: go, and sin no more.”
So what can we learn from this story? I would first like to direct our attention to the Pharisees and scribes that showed up with this woman. We read in verse 6 what their intentions were for this situation
This they said, tempting him, that they might have to accuse him. But Jesus stooped down, and with his finger wrote on the ground, as though he heard them not.
 They were just out to get Him. However, going over to another on of Jesus’ teachings in 3 Nephi chapter 14, we find a flaw in their plan. It reads
“ And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother’s eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye?
 Or how wilt thou say to thy brother: Let me pull the mote out of thine eye—and behold, a beam is in thine own eye?
 Thou hypocrite, first cast the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast the mote out of thy brother’s eye.”
So lesson 1 is don't judge others. In a talk by Dieter F. Uchtdorf, he plainly illustrates what we should do when thinking about judging others.
“This topic of judging others could actually be taught in a two-word sermon. When it comes to hating, gossiping, ignoring, ridiculing, holding grudges, or wanting to cause harm, please apply the following:
Stop it!
It’s that simple. We simply have to stop judging others and replace judgmental thoughts and feelings with a heart full of love for God and His children. God is our Father. We are His children. We are all brothers and sisters. I don’t know exactly how to articulate this point of not judging others with sufficient eloquence, passion, and persuasion to make it stick. I can quote scripture, I can try to expound doctrine, and I will even quote a bumper sticker I recently saw. It was attached to the back of a car whose driver appeared to be a little rough around the edges, but the words on the sticker taught an insightful lesson. It read, ‘Don’t judge me because I sin differently than you.’”(“The Merciful Obtain Mercy”, GC April 2012).
 Something else that I want to go into is Jesus’ reaction. He forgives her. He doesn't condemn her, even though all of this evidence of her sin was placed before Him. One of the scripture masteries this year in seminary illustrates this point fantastically. It reads,
Wherefore, I say unto you, that ye ought to forgive one another; for he that forgiveth not his brother his trespasses standeth condemned before the Lord; for there remaineth in him the greater sin.
 10 I, the Lord, will forgive whom I will forgive, but of you it is required to forgive all men.
 11 And ye ought to say in your hearts—let God judge between me and thee, and reward thee according to thy deeds.”

Note the “all men” part. We can’t go around picking and choosing who we think deserves our forgiveness. That is neither our job or in any way productive. I go through this a lot with my siblings. They will do stuff that I just don’t like and get all worked up about it. Sometimes, I do have a reason to be mad at them. But, I have realized over the many years that I have lived with them, still love them. Holding a grudge against them just puts me and everyone else in a bad mood. So I have learned to just forgive them and let it go, which isn't always easy, but really makes our home a much happier place to be. So, I now extend a challenge to each of you. In the coming future, don’t be so quick to judge others and be a little more forgiving, and see how it can improve your life, as well as the lives of those around you. (testimony and end)

17 July 2011

Getting Real

I have an app on my phone called LDS Youth.  It has videos (Mormon Messages), articles from the New Era, Mormonads, and uplifting music on it.  I had a few extra minutes before we had to leave for church and was browsing the content of the app,when this picture caught my eye...


I clicked on the picture and it took me to an article titled "Getting Real" by Elyssa J. Kirkham.  The article is about a girl who played tons of video games but made a realization she was missing out on real life by playing too long in the virtual world.

This article hit me like a ton of bricks...and I saw it as a chance to make a change.

This morning I went in and deleted ALL of my facebook games!!  That might not be amazing to anyone who reads this...but it was a HUGE step for me!!  I have wasted SO MANY hours of my life playing FarmVille, CityVille, FrontierVille,Fluff Friends, SuperPoke Pets, Treasure Isle, Zombie Lane, Mafia Wars...etc.  As soon as I read this article, I just started deleting stuff!  I was scared that if I waited until after church, I wouldn't have the courage to do it later.  I am still kind of in shock that all my games are gone!

It was taking me forever to get my homework done each day because I would take a "5-minute" break to play my games and would end up wasting an hour or more.  I was not interacting with my family as much as I could have either.  The games start out only letting you play for a few minutes...but as you advance in levels, you get more "energy" and your playing time increases.  I have tried to cut back or quit before, but I always found some way to justify keeping the games open and available.  I hope I don't cave and reload one of the games!  I really hope that I can fill these hours with something more productive!

(Fast Forward two months...  Today is really Sept 27, 2011.  I am working on getting our blog up to current and I always backdate the posts to when they really happened.  I am so excited to tell you that I only missed my games for about three days!!  After that, I didn't miss them at all!!  School this semester seems to be going so much smoother for me...and not until I came to writing this post today, did I realize the connection.  Even though I have nine credits this semester, my school work doesn't seem to take up so much of my time!  I am so grateful for this article and that Heavenly Father helped me to kick my bad habit!  It is so amazing that the small act of deleting my facebook games could have such a huge effect on my life!  I have more credits this semester than I have for the last two semesters but I feel so much better this semester...stress-wise...it is amazing!  I am so, so grateful!!)

22 November 2010

The Gathering Place ~ Youth Cultural Celebration

Brooklin and Caleb were able to participate in the Cultural Celebration for the Laie Temple Rededication on Nov. 20, 2010.  It was one of the most amazing and spiritual performances I have ever witnessed!  President Thomas S. Monson was there and Henry B. Eyring came too.  The prophet spoke to all the youth and then we watched the performance (it was 90 minutes long). I was able to find some good video on YouTube, so I have added the videos after the photos (thank you so much to "Mikaele293" for the great video).

The evening started out with a speech by President Thomas S. Monson.  He told the kids he loved them and that they would always remember this time in their lives.  He told them to write their feelings down in their journals as soon as they got home.  He blessed the youth...and it was beautiful.  It was so amazing to be in the presence of a true and living prophet of God.



Act 1


Act 2
Hewahewa meaning "a great many"
Kala'au or stick dancing

Act 3
Pu'u Honua
a place of refuge, sanctuary
a place of peace and safety


Act 4
Honoring Johathan Napela and George Q. Cannon
This group sang a very beautiful version of "Teach Me To Walk In the Light"
(most of the pictures turned out blurry) =(



Act 5
Early Immigrants



Act 6
Joseph F. Smith (our stake)
Joseph F. Smith first came to Hawaii as a missionary at the age of 15.  He was a missionary in Hawaii for four years.  He was very sick at one point and had to be nursed back to health.  He returned to Hawaii several times during his life, and when he was the prophet he announced the building of the temple in Laie Hawaii, also known as "The Gathering Place".






Act 7
Building the Temple



Act 8
WWII





Act 9
Other Islands




Act 10
David O McKay
announces the building of BYU-Hawaii
and
King Kahmehameha

Finale
Every youth performer went to the floor and they all sang "Army of Helaman".  It was so powerful!  The temple rose up out of the ground while they were singing and I still get chicken skin when I think about it!




Our kids






13 June 2010

Isaiah's Hawaiian/Alaskan baptism

Isaiah was baptized at 6:25pm tonight!  We are so proud of him for choosing to be baptized!  Darwin baptized and confirmed him, Caleb said the opening prayer, London gave a talk on baptism, Brooklin played the interlude music, and I led the music and gave a talk about the Holy Ghost.  Our bishop told us there was a miracle today.  He forgot to fill the font this afternoon.  He was also late leaving to come and open up the building and as he was driving fast to get to the church he was scoping out all the waterways along his way, because it takes a really long time to fill the font, and he was sure we were going to have to do it outside.  When he got to the church, the font was full.  He didn't know how it happened, because no one there said they did it.  After the baptism, he found out that the missionaries had a baptism last night, and on their way home they realized they hadn't let the water out.  They didn't have time to go back, so they decided to do it in the morning at church.  They forgot to do it this morning too...and the bishop said he was sure that it was a miracle and that God knew he would be late and forget, so he prepared a way for the font to be filled!

There were a lot of people at Isaiah's baptism!  The entire primary room was filled and some people had to stand.  We are so grateful to all of you that were able to come and show your love and support for our Isaiah.  He was positively beaming. =)  Isaiah told us that he wanted a "Hawaiian baptism".  He watched Caleb and London receive "a thousand leis" after their baptisms, and he wanted that for his baptism.  I have a giant tub of leis we received in Maui when we left, so I brought a whole bunch and told the members that after the closing prayer, if they wanted to congratulate Isaiah they could come and get a lei to present to him.  He was so excited that he got to have this be part of his special day!

Dad and Isaiah

Isaiah with his baptism lei

a thousand leis and all his friends

one of the kids said he looked like Santa Clause

Family

Jensen Ohana

19 March 2010

Something I learned this week

I like going to church.
(no, that is not what i learned this week...haha!)

I'm not very good at organizing my spiritual thoughts on the fly (coming up with witty or sarcastic things on the fly is more my forte...haha!), so I don't make too many comments in Sunday School or Relief Society, but I absolutely love learning from those who can.  I can think of about four women that I always learn something from every week in church.  They just say things during class that make a light come on in my understanding.

I had two of those moments this past week at church, and I have been thinking about them all week.  The first one was kind of about why sometimes it seem like God doesn't care about us, or that he lets bad things happen to us and we feel alone and sad.  A woman in Sunday School explained it like this:

She has a baby girl who is almost 2 years old.  Each Sunday, she takes her daughter to the nursery and leaves her there with very capable adults, toys, snacks, and lots of little friends.  Each Sunday, her daughter screams and cries.  She doesn't want to be left in the nursery.  She feels sad and alone.  She feels like, "Why would my mother leave me here?"  Each week, this mommy would love to just hold her baby...but she knows that her daughter needs to learn how to do something that is hard; something that she doesn't want to do, but that will help her.  She loves her daughter more than she can explain, but that doesn't stop baby from feeling sad and lost. Her mom returns...each week...to pick her up and hug and kiss her.  She would never leave her for good, just for short periods of time in the hands of caring people, and she is never really very far away.

I think that is why sometimes it feels like God doesn't care.  Like he has dropped me off "in the nursery" and I don't want to be there.  I scream and cry.  I wonder why he would leave me there.  Why do I have to be here "in the nursery", when I would really much rather be where I feel comfortable.  The door between me and Him isn't locked, he just needs me to do something hard, something I don't want to do, but that will help me.  I know that He loves me (and all of you too).  He loves us more than we could ever understand, and that means that sometimes we have to go through hard things,  The hard things help us grow.  They help us gain experiences that shape who we are.

He always comes back too.

He doesn't leave us "in the nursery" forever, but when we are small (in understanding), it seems like forever.  Two hours in the nursery can seem like forever to a two year old.  The desire to be near our parents at two years old is incredibly strong...sometimes almost like super glue!  haha!  There may be caring people around us, there might be great food, and lots of friends...but we have a strong desire to have our parents right there in the room with us.  All of us are like that with our Heavenly Father.  We feel much better when we know He is right there, holding our hand.  When he gives us something hard, the first thing most of us think is,

"Why me?"
"Why now?"
"Can't you just give this hard thing to someone else and stay here with me?"

How would we grow if God held our hand for everything?  We wouldn't...and He knows that.  We know that too, but I don't know anyone who prefers bumpy, pothole filled roads to cruising down easy street.And that takes me to the other thing that I learned this week.

"God doesn't give us things that we can't handle"

I have heard versions of this quote my whole life.  A part of this truth didn't click (for me) until this Sunday.  I had the realization that while I am going through whatever hard thing I'm going through, not only am I not alone and have the apparent capability to handle it , Heavenly Father picked it for me.  He gave it to me.  He KNOWS me and KNOWS that it will be hard.  He also KNOWS that I can handle it!

How cool is that?!

He knows that up to this point in my life I couldn't handle (for example) the death of a parent, spouse or child.  He hasn't given that to me.  That doesn't mean that he won't give it to me in the future, but it means that He knows who I am and knows that that isn't an experience that was meant for me up to this point.  We wouldn't try to teach a two year old how to drive a car, because they lack many of the physical and mental abilities to learn and apply those principles.  By the same token, God knows that I don't (up to this point in my life) have the necessary abilities to learn and grow from that experience.  That will be something that I will most likely have to experience later.  All of us are going to die...but so far in my life I haven't had to experience the death of a parent, spouse, or child.

I bought a necklace a few weeks ago from a woman who has had to endure a few hard things recently.  She has been dealing with a contested adoption for the past year and a half, and in order to be able to pay for all the legal fees that come with a contested adoption, she and her friends have opened a virtual jewelry and clothing shop called the r house couture on etsy.


I loved this piece!  It reminds me that I really can do hard things.  It's like this necklace has super powers! haha! As I'm walking around and the beads are clinking against the silver disc, I have the words at the forefront of my mind...I can do hard things...and it really seems to help! I seem to be more productive and focused on accomplishing things while wearing it.

I love going to church.  I love being surrounded by others who can teach me.  I am grateful for their talents and their ability to say things that speak to me.  I will work on focusing more on what I can learn from doing hard things, then how much I don't like doing them.  I know Heavenly Father loves me.  I know he wants what is best for me.  I know for sure...

08 July 2009

Funeral for Cameron Clark

Today, we attended the funeral for Cameron Clark. He is the 16 year old son of our friends Zane and Denise Clark. The chapel was full...clear through the overflow and onto the stage. It was so emotional. Cameron was a great kid and always had a smile on his face. The opening song for the funeral was "Scatter Sunshine"...because that is what Cameron did wherever he went. This is the first verse of the song.

In a world where sorrow
Ever will be known,
Where are found the needy
And the sad and lone,
How much joy and comfort
You can all bestow,
If you scatter sunshine
Ev’rywhere you go.
Scatter sunshine all along your way.
Cheer and bless and brighten
Ev’ry passing day.


Darwin was his scout master when we lived here in Juneau before, and was asked to speak/share a memory at the funeral. Brooklin also participated in the youth choir. They sang "I Know that My Redeemer Lives"...it was beautiful. I am grateful for the plan of salvation and the knowledge I have that death is not the end. I know that our spirits lived with God before we came to earth, and I know that when we die we can return to live with God and be reunited with our loved ones. Our prayers of comfort are with his family.

I have included the article from the newspaper and Cameron's obituary.


Friday, July 03, 2009

Story last updated at 7/3/2009 - 10:05 am

Teen dies after fall on Mt. McGinnis

'It's just a shame that a young kid had to lose his life over something like this'

The body of a 16-year-old boy who went missing during a hike Wednesday afternoon on Mount McGinnis was recovered Thursday.

Alaska State Troopers have identified the boy as Cameron Clark. It is estimated that Clark fell between 700 and 1,200 feet down a snow chute on the north side of the mountain while attempting to recover his backpack, Trooper Chris Umbs said.

"It's just a shame that a young kid had to lose his life over something like this," Umbs said. "It's just one of those things that's an accident and you hope that it doesn't happen again."

Clark's body was found just after 9:30 p.m. Wednesday with forward-looking infrared, an imaging technology that can detect body heat up to a few miles away, said Troopers spokeswoman Megan Peters. Weather and the terrain delayed the recovery on the 4,228-foot mountain located near the Mendenhall Glacier.

"It was highly technical to get to where he was. They didn't want to chance putting any of themselves at risk," said Umbs.

The search began Wednesday afternoon, when two friends he was hiking with reported Clark hadn't returned from a descent to retrieve his backpack.

"They didn't see him fall, they didn't hear anything, but he never came back and he didn't answer to their calls," Peters said.

Troopers received a call at about 2:15 p.m. that the teen was missing.

The state troopers, SEADOGS, Juneau Mountain Rescue and Temsco Helicopters launched a search shortly thereafter.

Search and rescue workers were dropped off partway up the mountain due to poor visibility and hiked to an area near the summit, where they met the two other teens at about 5 p.m. They were found uninjured.

Rescuers were sent to recover the body at about 6 a.m. Thursday.

"They were dropped off about 500 feet below where his location was," Umbs said. "They went through snow and ice to get to his location."

Rescuers arrived at the body near the 3,500-foot level of Mount McGinnis at about 9 a.m.

"After locating the body today it's very apparent that he had a horrendous fall," she said Thursday.

Clark's family could not be reached for comment. The boy attended Thunder Mountain High School and was a runner who had won the Ben Blackgoat Memorial Perseverance Trail Run more than once, according to Empire archives.





Cameron Hal Clark

Lifelong Juneau resident Cameron Hal Clark died July 1, 2009, on Mount McGinnis in Juneau. He was 16.

A funeral service will be held at 1 p.m. today, July 8, at the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, 5100 Glacier Highway, near Western Auto.

Born Oct. 27, 1992, he enjoyed being outdoors and loved skiing. When the weather warmed up and he couldn't ski anymore, he could be found riding his bike, or on any nearby trampoline, hiking, camping or playing ultimate frisbee, his family said. Years ago, he participated in and won many trail and road races with the Southeast Road Runners.

He was preparing for a Chilkoot Trail hike with his scout troop and was very close to achieving the rank of Eagle Scout. Along with his active lifestyle, he made time to receive a number of scholastic achievements and awards.

"He will be greatly missed by all those he loved and who loved him," his family said. "His exuberance for life and his bright smile will always be remembered."

He is survived by his parents, Zane and Denise Clark; brother, Ky Clark; sister, Kiera Clark; grandparents, Hal and Marlene Clark, of Rigby, Idaho, Larry Arseneau, of Vancouver, Wash., and Mary Ann Arseneau, of Poulsbo, Wash.

In lieu of flowers, his family would appreciate a written thought or expression of a positive experience you have shared with Cameron, or a donation to Juneau Mountain Rescue, Inc., P.O. Box 21282, Juneau, AK 99802.

18 August 2008

I love this!

I got this from my mom, and it really made me think. God has been so patient with me, and I never give him enough credit for all that he has blessed our family with. So many things seem to be falling into place, and I have been so scared that they wouldn't. We signed on our house today, and our closing costs were almost $1000 less then we anticipated, our monthly payment is $300 less than I thought it would be, and the sellers accepted an offer that was $15,000 less than their asking price. Talk about throwing us some pennies! (You have to read this to get it.) I am grateful that God is watching out for me. I have so little faith, it is pathetic to me sometimes. He always comes through for us, not always in the way we anticipated, but he can't make it too easy or we would never be humbled...to thank him daily for the blessings he sends our way. This is the story I will remember whenever I see a penny on the ground, and will try to remember to trust in God everyday.


You always hear the usual stories of pennies on the sidewalk being good luck, gifts from angels, etc. This is the first time I've ever heard this twist on the story. Gives you something to think about.
Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to spend the weekend at the husband's employer's home. My friend, Arlene, was nervous about the weekend. The boss was very wealthy, with a fine home on the waterway, and cars costing more than her house
The first day and evening went well, and Arlene was delighted to have this rare glimpse into how the very wealthy live. The husband's employer was quite generous as a host, and took them to the finest restaurants. Arlene knew she would never have the opportunity to indulge in this kind of extravagance again, so was enjoying herself immensely.

As the three of them were about to enter an exclusive restaurant that evening, the boss was walking slightly ahead of Arlene and her husband.
He stopped suddenly, looking down on the pavement for a long, silent moment.

Arlene wondered if she was supposed to pass him. There was nothing on the ground except a single darkened penny that someone had dropped, and a few cigarette butts Still silent, the man reached down and picked up the penny.

He held it up and smiled, then put it in his pocket as if he had found a great treasure. How absurd! What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would he even take the time to stop and pick it up?

Throughout dinner, the entire scene nagged at her. Finally, she could stand it no longer. She casually mentioned that her daughter once had a coin collection, and asked if the penny he had found had been of some value.

A smile crept across the man's face as he reached into his pocket for the penny and held it out for her to see. She had seen many pennies before! What was the point of this?

"Look at it." He said. "Read what it says." She read the words " United States of America "
"No, not that; read further."
"One cent?" "No, keep reading."
"In God we Trust?" "Yes!" "And?"
"And if I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin. Whenever I find a coin I see that inscription. It is written on every single United States coin, but we never seem to notice it! God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust Him? Who am I to pass it by? When I see a coin, I pray, I stop to see if my trust IS in God at that moment. I pick the coin up as a response to God; that I do trust in Him. For a short time, at least, I cherish it as if it were gold. I think it is God's way of starting a conversation with me. Lucky for me, God is patient and pennies are plentiful!

When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk. I stopped and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying and fretting in my mind about things I cannot change. I read the words, "In God We Trust," and had to laugh. Yes, God, I get the message.


It seems that I have been finding an inordinate number of pennies in the last few months, but then, pennies are plentiful! And, God is patient..