Showing posts with label James works hard. Show all posts
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Monday, June 12, 2017

Wednesday, June 7th, 2017

Porto Alegre, Brazil
102nd operating temple
Dedicated: 17 Dec 2000 by
Gordon B. Hinckley

Alma 12:20-27
* What were the effects of the Fall?  Why were they necessary?
* How does the Atonement of Jesus Christ allow us to overcome the effects of the Fall?
* According to Alma 12:24, what did Alma teach is the purpose of life?
DC 84:103-120
103-10, Let every man stand in his own office and labor in his own calling; 111-120, The Lord's servants are to proclaim the abomination of desolation of the last days.
How can we be more aware of the "weak" around us so we may lift them up and help them become strong?
General Conference
Our Good Shepherd
Elder Dale G. Renlund
"As the Good Shepherd, Jesus Christ views disease in His sheep as a condition that needs treatment, care, and compassion.  This shepherd, our Good Shepherd, finds joy in seeing His diseased sheep progress toward healing.  The Savior foretold that He would 'feed His flock like a shepherd,' 'seek out that which is lost,...bring again that which is driven away, ...bind up that which is broken, and strengthen that which is sick.'"


Just a few notes from my studies:
Something I want my grandchildren to know: "Know that God lives and Jesus is the Christ; To know the kingdom of God has been established; There is a reward for every commandment we keep."

What I want my children to know:
"The Forgotten Practice that Increases Personal Revelation" by Maurine Proctor, June 7, 2017, ldsmag.com
One night several years ago, we had an older teenaged daughter who did not arrive at her 12:00 a.m. curfew.  One o'clock came and she still wasn't there.  We did what any good parent would do.  We panicked. We prayed. We made those awkward middle-of-night calls to her friends. 2:00 a.m. Our imaginations were flying with the dangers she could be in.  We prayed harder. I cried with worry. The minutes seemed like hours. 2:30 a.m. 2:45 a.m. The world was asleep, but not us - two parents so concerned about their precious daughter.
At last, at 3:00 a.m., we heard the front door quietly open.  We had decided on a plan to divide and conquer.  My husband, Scot, stayed up in our bedroom and prayed for me while I went down to greet our daughter.  The conversation was just as you might expect.  I pounced on her-not literally, but there was an edge in my voice.  I reminded her of her curfew, told her of the dangers and temptations abroad in the late hours of the night, described our painful worry.
She was defensive. She asked if we didn't trust her. She told me she was too old for a curfew. The more she resisted my teaching, the more tension you could feel between us. I badly needed help to turn this divisive conversation into a sweet moment of love and teaching. Just then I felt the influence of my husband's prayers for me, and an impression came into my mind. I had been praying much for this daughter of ours whom I had been worried about, and just a few days earlier the Spirit had whispered something about her to me.
I stopped my lesson on curfews for a moment. I was still and knew that this was the moment to tell her that message. "Last week," I said, "the Spirit told me something about you." Her defensiveness began to fall from her. It was the first time she really yeard anything I said. "Tell me," she said with real eagerness. I answered, "The Spirit told me not to worry so much about your life because all things would work out for you, that everything would be OK."
"You heard that, Mom?" she asked eagerly. "What else did the Spirit tell you about me?" Listen to the faith in her questions.  She believed that God had heard my prayers and answered them. She believed that He knew her and loved her. When I saw her as a daughter pushing the limits by coming in late, He knew her heart and the faith that resided there that maybe she didn't even now. Our conversation became sweet as I told her of the confidence that God had in her and of his personal knowledge of her heart and goodness.
Before, she had been eager to escape my presence and lecture. Now, she was all ears and we talked until 4:00 a.m. I count it as a treasured hour in my mothering experience.
This experience demonstrates why we need revelation so much.
One more note from this article: "Serious reflection precedes revelation."

Happy 48th Anniversary to these two:

Two of my favorite people!

Cows may be dumb, but they are persistent!

James has some tangle problems

The Herd.

James went to town to get the part he ordered yesterday for his auger so he can start digging holes for corner posts.  He is so discouraged because the cows trampled his yard, a sprinkler head and the raspberry bush. He brought me home two fidget spinners from Cal-Ranch.

I have been reading about the law of consecration in the Doctrine and Covenants student manual and came across this quote by Joseph Smith: "A religion that does not require the sacrifice of all things never has power sufficient to produce the faith necessary to lead unto life and salvation." (Lectures on Faith, p. 58.)

James had laryngitis today and he got a call from Anthony. He needs a ride into town.  I called Brother Butler and arranged it for him.  

James worked all day and into the night to put up a makeshift fence so the cows couldn't get in our yard while we are gone to the valley tomorrow.  He was exhausted when he came in. 

Random thoughts:
I made a tomato, cucumber, onion salad to go with our meatloaf leftovers.  I worked on getting all the birthday cards ready to go tomorrow: Ian, Brian, Dallin, and Ruby.  My knees are so bad from chasing cows yesterday with a sling shot that I ended up taking six tramadol. I typed the story of James being saved from a fire when he was 8 months old.  I am starting a blog about his life story, and mine too.  I am going to make them a series of stories.  Both Stacy and Charlotte called today.  It was fine because I just sit at the computer and work on my blog while talking to them.

I ordered these things this week:
Sheets from MobStub for #32.95.  An Indiana Jones hat from Amazon for James for father's day, I also placed two orders of fidget spinners, one from Amazon and one from MobStub.

We leave in the morning around 7.

Summer fun at Water Wheel.

Two bathing blondies

James took this picture while he was working
at the Howard's.






Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

My 66th Birthday
I use this picture alot but it's the
only one of me that I even remotely like.

"Just as those who keep pedaling a bike can stay upright despite gravity's influence, those who are guided by the Holy Spirit in all they do can withstand the influence of the adversary."
-Sister Oscarson

I got so many birthday wishes today via phone calls, texts, and Facebook.  It is one of the things that I like about Facebook.  It certainly did make me feel loved. Stacy sang happy birthday to me and so did Darrel's kids. One of my favorite messages was from one of my young women, Alice Wilhelm who is a Beehive: "Happy Birthday Sister Lambson. You are one of the greatest people alive, you are pretty much perfect.  Don't change.  Just wanted to say happy birthday."  Such a sweet message from a sweet girl.    

Although James was not able to spend the day with me I know that what he is doing is for me and our welfare.  I know that he is thinking of me and would do anything in the world to make me happy.  Thank you honey. 

 It was my kind of day, overcast and rainy! It was the kind of day where you just want to curl up with a good book or in front of the TV all day, which is pretty much what I did.  I watched: Sue Thomas F.B.Eye, Stranded in Paradise, The Wild Stallion and When Sparks Fly.  I did make a trip to town to pick up my prescriptions and to get something to eat.  I bought a piece of carrot cake at Walmart but it was a poor substitute for Lois's (Jame's mom's) carrot cake.  I also got an orange chicken bowl at Panda Express.  It rained most of the way home. I stopped across from Maverick and bought some roasted green chilies from a little roadside stand.
I took this picture of Vernon's sunflower field on the way home from town.
 
  I was going along thinking how although I was alone today that it was a pretty good birthday, when a bunny ran in front of me.  I looked back in my rear view mirror to only confirm my suspicions; there was a dead bunny lying in the road.  I was feeling pretty low until I got home and realized there were 25 elk in my backyard. 
I tried to get some pictures but it's so hard to get close.  They stayed for a long time and two little calves were playing tag with each other.  It was the best elk show I've ever had in my backyard.






Jared called me to wish me a happy birthday and to tell me he sent me a gift in the mail. 
 James called to say he deposited some money in our account and to give me a weather update for the valley. "There is lots of flooding and people have lost livestock, etc.  Phoenix has had 8 inches of rain in the last 24 hours.  A whirlwind came in and lifted up and destroyed 8 sheets of siding that were tied down and weighted.  They were stacked under a roof.  A cardboard box full of trash 30 yards away was untouched.  I wouldn't have believed it but I was there and saw it happen." 

Another message from James: 
"I tore a ligament in my left shoulder and arm and it was hard to sleep last night.  It's painful to move my arm."  

My birthday is about to end.  I guess the thing that made it the most memorable was the herd of elk that came to visit me.