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We had an interesting thing happen here today. As you likely know, it was Canadian Thanksgiving.  I usually do a HUGE meal with 2-3 vegetable dishes, yams and mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberries, buns, turkey, dressing and 2-3 pies (all homemade). We also usually invite another family or two to join us. The last week or so I've been sorta laid up, it seems everyone in the house is always running in different directions, and financially things are still a bit tight, besides it's a lot of work and hassle for the kids to clean it all up. All things considered, Ron and I had decided to scale things back a titch with the Thanksgiving spread this year. We didn't really talk about it with the kids, we figured it would be fine with them since I am the big holiday tradition person in the house.

We figured turkey, cranberry, yams and Brussels sprouts would be good enough this year. He even talked me in to a "store bought" pumpkin pie.

Kaili was at work today and the rest of us played a game together, watched movies and napped most of the day. It was a generally relaxing day for a change.  Ron and I did put the turkey in the oven so it would be ready about the time Kaili came home from work, though we hadn't really prepared anything else by the time she walked in the door.

We were quite surprised with the scorn that our plan was met with upon Kaili's arrival. Our spare menu got mashed potatoes and gravy added to it and everyone was eager to help make the rest of the spread.  We ended up with a nicer dinner than I had thought we would.

I guess I have had some sort of influence on the kids, even though it's always surprising where and when it shows up.
According to Kaili "THIS is a Thanksgiving dinner."

A Meandering Story About a Long Journey That Led to a Quick Trip

A few people know and others may have guessed that Ron and I made a "quick", barely planned trip to California for the weekend. 4 days in the car and 3 days actually there.

This story actually started about 60 years ago when my mother babysat for the Mormon family down the street.  She grew to love that family and admire their faith. 20 years later, she is talking to a friend in front of my teen-aged self when I overhear her admiration for the LDS church.  This information is filed away in my brain until I am actively looking for a church to attend with my young daughter just over 12 years ago. I began meeting with Elder Trujillo and his companion, Elder Beale.  Elder Trujillo ended up baptizing me after a few months and we lost contact for awhile, but I digress. . .

Last summer, our son Adam returned from his mission (Winnipeg), Kaili graduated from High School and Dax was preparing to go on his mission (San Antonio).  My mom came up to help us celebrate, then joined Ron and I as we drove Dax to the Missionary Training Center in Provo Utah.  We spent almost a week in and around Salt Lake, doing tours, attending concerts and performances and getting Dax geared up for his 2 year mission. We were also able to visit with Justin Trujillo and his family ("my" missionary from 12 years ago) It was an awesome trip and we had a great time! 
  • As a side note- At one point during the trip, I was notified (and shared with Mom) about my "pioneer heritage".  It appears the family rumors about a Mormon handcart pioneer were TRUE! My mother's great-great grandfather came to the Salt Lake Valley with the 20th handcart company. So the picture hanging on her wall that looks like an old Mormon pioneer actually IS an old Mormon pioneer!
 Back to this story. . . We were home from the "Utah trip" for maybe a month when I get a Facebook message from my mom about going to church and telling the missionaries to "get ready". About a week later, this was followed with a baptismal date! She was still "playing her cards close to the vest", so I didn't feel right about announcing our trip, or the purpose of it. If you are one of the many that didn't know we were there, I'm sorry.  It wasn't my story to tell and I didn't feel right sharing it until Mom was ready.

Elder Ruby, Me Ron, Mom, Justin, Michelle and Elder Sweetin
Elder Sweetin, Me, Ron, Mom, Bill and Elder Ruby


Ron Baptized her and she asked me to give a talk. I spoke about baptism and her is some of the content of my talk-
What does baptism mean to, and for, us?
I am paraphrasing the following from the Baptism lesson in Doctrines of the Gospel Student Manual, (2000), 42–43 Where it says-
Baptism symbolizes our birth into the kingdom of God. It is a pivotal event in our eternal progress. Just as we cannot have mortal life without physical birth, so we cannot enter the kingdom of God except by being born of the water and of the Spirit. Thus it is very important to thoroughly understand the covenant of baptism.
Through baptism we enter into a covenant with the Lord.
- we covenant to take upon ourselves the name of Jesus Christ, to stand as a witness for God, and to keep His commandments; God covenants to give the gift of the Holy Ghost by the laying on of hands to those who accept baptism. To receive the blessings, we must obey the commandants.
Baptism is an eternal ordinance that has been practiced in all gospel dispensations.
Adam was baptized in water by the Spirit of the Lord. Enoch was commanded to baptize. Noah preached repentance and baptism. Baptism was practiced among the ancient Israelites. It was also taught and practiced among the righteous Nephites and Lamanites. Jesus set an example for us all by being baptized and baptism was taught and practiced by the Savior and His Apostles.
Baptism is an essential ordinance.
Baptism is required of us if we are to enter the kingdom of God.
Baptism is necessary for us to become members of the Church of Jesus Christ upon the earth and is an essential step in receiving a remission of sins
Baptism is a prerequisite for receiving the gift of the Holy Ghost.
Baptism symbolizes eternal realities.
Baptism symbolizes 3 ideas- First, the death, burial, and Resurrection of Jesus Christ. Second- a rebirth to a newness of life, or as stated earlier; our birth into the kingdom of God and finally- it symbolizes washing and cleansing
 
This was one of the most spiritual experiences I have been privileged to witness. THANKS Mom!


Other trip "highlights"-

Ron got to see his first tarantula "in the wild!"

Where Shasta Lake used to be

Mount Shasta (This is AFTER a light dusting of snow)

The Portland Temple-we were able to stop and do a session there!
We put a double air mattress in the back of the van and slept in rest stops and on the ferry.  It was quite comfortable (something about sleeping in sheets) and we could just travel until we were tired.  Since we did some driving in the wee hours, we managed to miss the rush hour traffic in every city both ways- except Seattle- we hit it just as they opened the express lanes on our way home last night and were in the thick of it for long enough to remind us why we live in the Comox Valley.

Missionary update. . .

I asked Dax to tell me about his companion and for more photos from  mission and this is what I received this morning. . .
 
Well this picture should explain how our week has been. (drawing courtesy of me)
Our car is almost dead @47000ish miles (50,000 miles is when they are removed from the fleet and sold thus they "die") but along with that we have spent this week taking the car to and from the shop, the car has obvious problems but the shop won't do anything because there is no check engine light and because there's a factory recall on the electronics in the car so she's in the dealership till Wednesday. My bike has been awesome but my companion has gone through three since Tuesday from a mixture of broken derailleurs, exploded inner tubes and a whole hockey sock full of mishaps so we have been using the chevrolegs as our mode of transportationWe walked the 3 miles into our area on Saturday. On top of all this, all we haven't really done much missionary work. We've been praying for opportunities to come what may and love it, we've learned that God has a sense of humour and that he has tons of ways of helping us learn and get what we pray for. The companion is really spiritually intense (he spent three hours reading study manuals online while we were at the dealership) that's the best way to describe him. . .
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It seems like he is doing well and I'm glad he seems to be facing his challenges with an awesome attitude! This is one of the longer emails I have gotten from him so far.  It seems like San Antonio agrees with him.

A good day at church. . .

Today we had an exceptional lesson for our last block at church today.  Our bishop shared a story with us that he had heard many years ago.
- - A college kid was hunting one day and shot a wildcat.  He then noticed there was a little kitten, so he took back for his sister.  She and her roommate hand raised this little wildcat kitten in their dorm at school. They were so close to the kitten that they didn't really notice how large or strong it was becoming over time.  One night one of the girl's came back home late and alone.  Apparently, the cat got spooked or something and reverted to its wild nature, attacking the girl and trying to kill her.  In the struggle the phone was knocked off the hook and the switchboard operator heard the girl's screams and sent for help.  Deputies were able to put the cat down with a bullet and save the girl's life, though she had pretty severe wounds.   - -

The bishop then asked us to really take a look at ourselves honestly; look for what our wildcats are.  Look for those little things that started out innocently, but may have become unmanageable or out of our control over time. . . things that we may just trifle with, thinking "it's no big thing, I'm an adult and I can handle it"- Some of these may be alcohol, pride, negative thoughts, a lack of respect for the office of some of our leaders, lustful thoughts, choosing our will over the Lord's will, etc.  Do we need to seek repentance?  He then quoted from Alma 34: 31-34 which says-

 31 Yea, I would that ye would come forth and harden not your hearts any longer; for behold, now is the time and the day of your salvation; and therefore, if ye will repent and harden not your hearts, immediately shall the great plan of redemption be brought about unto you.

 32 For behold, this life is the time for men to prepare to meet God; yea, behold the day of this life is the day for men to perform their labors.

 33 And now, as I said unto you before, as ye have had so many witnesses, therefore, I beseech of you that ye do not procrastinate the day of your repentance until the end; for after this day of life, which is given us to prepare for eternity, behold, if we do not improve our time while in this life, then cometh the night of darkness wherein there can be no labor performed.

 34 Ye cannot say, when ye are brought to that awful crisis, that I will repent, that I will return to my God. Nay, ye cannot say this; for that same spirit which doth possess your bodies at the time that ye go out of this life, that same spirit will have power to possess your body in that eternal world.

Today I may also have felt extra "tender" since one of the people who I love dearly and admire the most has made the decision to come unto Christ and be baptized later this month.  I am so happy for them and can't wait!!!
This is a few weeks old, but this was Dax's district at the MTC names left to right are his companion Elder Jorgensen, then Elder Bullock, me (Dax), Elder Whitby, Sister Best & Sister Snyder are in front, Elder Hatch, Elder Bentley (aka Elder Nice Car), Elder Godfrey, and Elder Westover.

Where did I go wrong?

I was really excited to share my "find" in the garden yesterday. 


When I showed the 16 year old this, a surreal conversation followed. . .
Me- Look at this.
16- Ooh berries!
Me-Technically, yes; but what KIND of berries?
16- Uh, raspberries?
Me- Really!?! No.
16- Tomatoes? Not blackberries. . . Strawberries? ? ?
As I was shaking my head in disbelief, several thoughts ran through my mind in rapid succession; how can someone from California (Paso Robles, no less! ) not recognize a grape vine? I know she's raided my mother's vines in the not so distant past, how will she survive without any long term memory? Are all of my grandmothers turning in their graves? Maybe is it just the grandmother who was a certified master gardener that will haunt me for my failure to properly educate my children? 

This child used to be so much smarter! What happened?

Yakity yak. . .



I was asked to speak in church yesterday.  We are usually assigned one of the conference talks and this was true for me. I have linked the title to the original talk, if you would like to watch or read it for yourself. 
 
My subject today is the talk Live True to the Faith delivered by Elder William R. Walker of the 70 in the last conference.
The talk is subtitled with ``Each of us will be greatly blessed if we know the stories of faith and sacrifice that led our forefathers to join the Lord’s Church. ``
Brother Walker began this talk with the statement that he loves church history.  I also like history, I especially like the history that pertains to me and my background in some way. I am probably admitting to my own egocentricity when I confess that!
Elder Walker points out
The more connected we feel to our righteous forefathers, the more likely we are to make wise and righteous choices.
At first, many of us (me) may think the stories of the pioneers don`t really belong to us. If the thought crossed your mind that these stories aren`t yours, we will find out why that is a false idea. We may only be the first or second generation in our family to have membership in the Church, but Elder Walker says-
Whether or not you are a descendant of pioneers, the Mormon pioneer heritage of faith and sacrifice is your heritage. It is the noble heritage of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
According to the online Guide to the Scriptures;
People who, by obedience to the laws and ordinances of the gospel of Jesus Christ, receive the promises and covenants made by God to Abraham. Men and women may receive these blessings if they are literally of Abraham’s lineage or if they are adopted into his family by embracing the gospel and being baptized.
There are also many scriptural references to our being adopted into Abraham`s Family; I will cite only two of them.
 26 For ye are all the children of God by faith in Christ Jesus.
 27 For as many of you as have been baptized into Christ have put on Christ.
 28 There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither bond nor free, there is neither male nor female: for ye are all one in Christ Jesus.
 29 And if ye be Christ’s, then are ye Abraham’s seed, and heirs according to the promise.
And Abraham 2:10  
10 And I will bless them through thy name; for as many as receive this Gospel shall be called after thy name, and shall be accounted thy seed, and shall rise up and bless thee, as their father;
So actually, these stories do belong to us since we have been adopted into the family; all of the pioneer stories are our stories.
In his talk, Elder Walker told of his family`s pioneer heritage beginning with the story of his great-great-grandmother Hannah Maria Eagles Harris. She was one of the first to listen to Wilford Woodruff in Herefordshire, England, and, according to Elder Walker,
She informed her husband, Robert Harris Jr., that she had heard the word of God and that she intended to be baptized. Robert was not pleased to hear his wife’s report. He told her he would accompany her to the next sermon given by the Mormon missionary, and he would straighten him out.
Sitting near the front of the assembly, with a firm resolve to not be swayed, and perhaps to heckle the visiting preacher, Robert was immediately touched by the Spirit, just as his wife had been. He knew the message of the Restoration was true, and he and his wife were baptized.
Elder Walker continues on with
Their story of faith and devotion is similar to thousands of others: when they heard the gospel message, they knew it was true!
As the Lord says, “My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me” (John 10:27).
Having heard the voice of the Shepherd, they fully committed their lives to living the gospel and following the direction of the Lord’s prophet. Responding to the call to gather to Zion, they left behind their home in England, crossed the Atlantic, and gathered with the Saints in Nauvoo, Illinois.
They embraced the gospel with all their hearts. While trying to get established in their new land, they assisted in the building of the Nauvoo Temple by tithing their labor—spending every 10th day working on the construction of the temple.
They were broken-hearted at the news of the death of their beloved prophet, Joseph Smith, and his brother Hyrum. But they carried on! They stayed true to the faith.
When the Saints were persecuted and driven from Nauvoo, Robert and Maria felt greatly blessed to receive their endowments in the temple shortly before they crossed the Mississippi River and headed west. Although they were uncertain of what their future held, they were certain of their faith and their testimonies.
With six children, they slogged through mud as they crossed Iowa on their way west. They built for themselves a lean-to on the side of the Missouri River at what came to be known as Winter Quarters.
These intrepid pioneers were waiting for apostolic direction on how and when they would be heading further west. Everyone’s plans were altered when Brigham Young, the President of the Quorum of the Twelve, issued a call for men to volunteer to serve in the United States Army in what came to be known as the Mormon Battalion.
Robert Harris Jr. was one of over 500 Mormon pioneer men who responded to that call from Brigham Young. He enlisted, even though it meant he would leave behind his pregnant wife and six little children.
Now, Elder Walker asks us,
Why would he and the other men do such a thing?
The answer can be given in Bother Walker`s great-great-grandfather’s own words. In a letter that he wrote to his wife when the battalion was on its way to Santa Fe, he wrote, “My faith is so strong as ever [and when I think of the things that Brigham Young told us], I believe it about the same as if the Great God had told me.”
Elder Walker`s Grandma Walker was proud of the fact that her grandfather had served in the Mormon Battalion, and she wanted all of her grandchildren to know it. Now that he is a grandfather, He says he understands why it was so important to her.
She wanted to turn the hearts of the children to the fathers. She wanted her grandchildren to know of their righteous heritage—because she knew it would bless their lives.
For now, my husband, Ron and I are the Mormon ``pioneers`` in our family.  We both joined the church sometime after our 40th birthdays and, not counting our immediate household, as far as I know, we remain the only members in our families.
That said, a few years ago, I was told shadowy, unconfirmed stories of someone in my family`s distant past who was believed to be a member of one of the handcart companies to Salt Lake and who was later excommunicated- I haven`t tracked this one down yet. More recently, I came into possession of a transcription of some journal entries from my great-grandfather`s, great-grandfather`s journal. His name was Nicholas Vance Sheffer and he wrote -in the spring of 1850 he had headed for Oregon with 2 yoke of oxen and a yoke of cows.  The company he started with was overloaded and made very slow progress, so he and a fellow traveller broke from the main train at the Rockies and went northward to Salt Lake City.  There he joined up with a group of ``mourmons`` traveling to San Bernardino, California.
He are a few excerpts from his journal about that experience.
At Filmore we found a very nice little settlement, the next was Parowan then Cedar City. But the high spirits of our Mourmon friends and fellow travellers fell several degrees on being informed that the little grist mill was out of repair and the amount of flour that they wanted could not be obtained. A team was sent back to Parowan and got what could be spared from that little community and yet they were short. But while waiting we were well entertained there was dancing every night we were parceled off and taken to their different homes for supper and refreshments according to the ability of the families to provide. Some would take four or five couples; others only took one or two. This friendly action was not confined to that place only. It occurred in every settlement we stopped at, either religious services or dancing and nearly always, both. I never attended one of their dances that was not opened by prayer and closed by a benediction.
His journal continues describing the journey across the desert towards southern California. As they approached the Mojave, the company came to a swollen river they could not cross. They were very short of supplies and what sure what to do. My ancestor volunteered to cross the river on a raft and get a message to San Bernardino to send help. After the first very hard day`s travel, his journal continues-
I was almost afraid to move least I should be so sore from my exhausted condition the previous night that I would not be able to continue my journey it was very cold and I was very chilley. I got up and fixed up my fire and set on fire another bunch of trees thinking that if they continued to burn, they would be a guide for me on my return. . .I don`t eat any breakfast because I don`t got any.
Grandpa Sheffer then continued his trek for help when he says-
I discovered some horses picketed to the left of the road and knew there must be someone near and upon investigation discovered 2 deer hanging in a tree, some riding saddles and pack saddles a smouldering fire, a camp outfit frying pan, coffee pot and other articles indicating a to me hunters camp. I could see no one hear no one and being very hungry (giving) me an investigating turn of mind, I found the frying pan full of fried venison the coffee pot full of coffee. . .the layout looked so good to me that I invited myself to breakfast. . .I was just thinking whether to try to find the men or continue my journey when the problem was solved. `Helping yourself, are you said a pleasant voice.
Grandfather Sheffer goes on to relate that he shared with the young man that he was delivering a message from Captain Van Luvin to Bishop David Seeley about the 108 people who were low on supplies and stranded behind the ford. The young man, Mr. Clark, with whom he shared this information, was shocked when He figured out his own mother and his brother were part of the stranded group. Mr Clark was able to race back to San Bernardino and secure the required help rescue this group of saints.
As I read this I was struck by the favourable impression, and it seems, the genuine respect my grandfather held for those early saints. Even though my ancestor never joined the Church, I feel this story is mine in two ways.  First, because it is the story of my earthly family, a part of my back-story, if you will, and second, this is the story of my people, those with whom I have chosen to belong. Which means this story is also your story. That my blood ancestor had a direct hand in helping some of my chosen family is kinda cool. That he found us a cheerful, hardworking and charitable people is even better.
In Elder Walker`s talk, he shares an admonition from a letter from Robert Harris which said-
 The two-pound coin of the United Kingdom has inscribed on its side “Standing on the Shoulders of Giants.” When I think of our great pioneer forefathers, I feel that we are all standing on the shoulders of giants.
Brother Walker also says –
I believe that countless forefathers would send the same message to their children and grandchildren: First, we must not forget the experiences we have had in the temple, and we must not forget the promises and the blessings that come to each of us because of the temple. Secondly, we must not forget that we are led by a prophet of God.
We refer to one another as brother and sister; we are a family. The pioneer stories are our stories to learn and grow stronger from.  I pray that we may live true to the faith; that we may be good examples for those that come after us.  I leave this with you in the name of Jesus Christ.

The year of milestones





Join us as we wish
Congratulations to Kaili


 
A Warm Welcome Home to Adam
 &  Bid a Fond Farewell to Dax
 
(I grabbed the mission related images off the Internet. . .they aren't mine) 
We will be hosting a bar-b-cue and pot-luck at our place-

110 Hilton Place Courtenay BC
The festivities begin at 4pm on Saturday July 12, 2014

We’ll provide a smoked turkey, barbecued chicken legs & hot dogs, dessert and something cold to drink. Please bring a salad or side dish to share. You are welcome to grab a spot on the deck, a couch, or even pitch a tent in the backyard if you would like to stay the night.

The revolving door thing is about to begin in earnest around our place. It looks as though the people residing in our home will be in a more-or-less constant state of flux for the foreseeable future. Adam will be home for at least a little while after two years in the mission field. Just shy of a week after Adam's arrival home, Dax leaves for two years.  Kaili is still unsure of her post high school plans. . . mission for 18 months, automotive tech school while still at home, or just striking out on her own to see where that path leads and Elizabeth will have just graduated from high school when Dax returns.

I guess we will get to throw another multiple celebration party then too!

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