My heart has been full and I have been feeling an immense love for my family and others around me. I taught a lesson on agency last week and one of my object lessons was how we are constantly being manipulated into a masterpiece, and like clay every choice we make affects the outcome of the sculpture of who we are. I feel like my sculpture is being manipulated and because of that I feel changed, in a wonderful way. The older I get the more I am realizing and recognizing the love truly is the Lord's language...in our actions in our words and even in our thoughts. The more I feel this and the more I recognize this the more love I feel infused in my heart. So FAMILY please know that I love you. We aren't as good as keeping up with everyone, but I think of you all often and feel a great love for you <3 div="">
This week has been just as busy as always :) My friend talked me into doing a step class with her....and we all know how coordinated I am. The instructor was quick to ask who was new for and came up to me and started telling me all about the wonderful studies that have shown how using your mind in controlling your steps and having rhythm has been proven to help you ward off dementia and other mental issues in old age. Well, lets just say I am a HOPELESSLY lost cause. It was comical. If what she says is true let this be a warning to my children: I will lose my mind, no questions asked. Hahaha, still makes me giggle. I'm sure the instructors intent was to tell me how good this was for me, but little did she know how horribly I would fail :)
Sam got 4 shots this week. Poor girl. I explained it all to her, even told her she would get a shake afterwards, all of which caused a enormous smile and big bright eyes. She had no idea what I was saying when I referred to "shots". The first poke her eyes nearly popped out of her head as she gave me the shocking look of "MOM! How could you let them do this???" So sad. But such a necessary thing that which I am very grateful for!
Random little tidbit, but this is truly an insight into the mind of Tara. I am always thinking about things like this...maybe it's strange, but it may be a direct consequence of teaching YW for so long, not sure...so while we were eating lunch yesterday I gave both Sam and Kaylee a clementine. I have a love/hate relationship with oranges. I find a lot of the time when buying the most beautiful oranges that often they are dry and tasteless. So honestly I don't by them as often as I used to. But lately they have been SO delicious and I knew they would eat them, but upon following up on Sam I noticed she hadn't even peeled her orange but was wanting to be done. I asked her "Hon, why don't you eat your orange?" To which she replied, "Because it has THAT on it." (Pointing to a large blemish on the skin of the orange). I sighed and rolled my eyes and then Kaylee chimed in saying "Sam, just because it has that on it doesn't mean it tastes bad. It's what's on the inside that counts." I followed up by saying, "Yes Sam, it is SO sweet. Sometimes the most perfect oranges on the outside taste awful on the inside." She proceeded to unpeel the orange and realized what we were saying was true. As I reflected on that conversation I thought how wise my sweet Kaylee is and what a wonderful metaphor that was. I began thinking of the lesson I taught when I was RS pres about the parable of the peach tree. How it is not the quantity of the fruit we produce, but the quality and that in fact having TOO much fruit on our branches can hinder our growth because of the lack of focus on nourishing our roots. We have to reflect and prune our trees so that the fruit we do produce is amazing!
I received a phone call from a "Living Scripture Video" representative that was trying to upsell me on what we were already receiving. He was trying SO hard to find something he could sell me on by asking questions like, "When you get home from church do you sit as a family and relax watching videos?" To which I thought for a second, (trying not to be annoyed), and said, "You know Sunday's are never a day of rest for us, they are actually one of the busiest days of the week!" I lost interest in the conversation and hung up with him, but I have been thinking about my response ever since. I've been asking myself, "why isn't it a day of rest? Isn't is supposed to be? We are SO busy with church responsibilities and meetings!" The conclusion I came up with was the Lord meant it to be rest from our daily labors, such as our every day work, and that by serving Him we are gaining "rest" in the eternities. Like Alma talks about repentance and following the commandments "...that they might enter into the rest of the Lord their God."
Anyway, I have to end. It's time to get the last minute things together for church.
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