Thursday, December 17, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
Silent Night
Our zone had just presented a Christmas program in the huge Kazanski Cathedral, where we sang Christmas songs and read from the book of Luke. It seemed as if our words and notes drifted up to the lofty ceiling and were swallowed by the darkness. But the sparse audience, mostly members and investigators, had partaken of the Spirit.
Our missionary work hadn’t been going well. People didn’t want to listen to two humble young men give them a message of redeeming love. Perhaps because of my discouragement, the Christmas celebration planned for later that evening didn’t hold much appeal for me.
My boots kicked up some new fallen snow and I shoved my bare hands deeper into my pockets. My gloves had been misplaced at a hotel a few days earlier. In this country, you don’t just walk into a store and buy gloves. You need to search.
Suddenly, Elder Redd sat down on a bench in the small park in front of the cathedral. I thought, Oh, now what? I just want to go home where it’s warmer.
Home was not the right thing to think about. It brought a flood of memories I really didn’t want to ponder right then. This was my first Christmas away, and I was feeling down. Where were all the decorations and the hustle and bustle of the holiday season? What about stockings, Christmas trees, and nativity scenes?
We hadn’t been able to get through to the international operator, so it looked as if I couldn’t make my phone call home either.
Tears welled in my eyes. I turned around so my back was to the wind. As I faced the cathedral, everything began to grow quiet. I looked at the majestic structure in front of me, bathed in pale, green light. The stars above were pin dots on a black shade, radiating calmness and peace.
“Silent night, holy night; all is calm, all is bright. …” The phrases softly entered my mind and drifted in whispers from my lips. “Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace.” Elder Redd heard me and joined in a little bit louder. There was a feeling of reverence.
As we sang the second and third verses, a warm realization came to me. The joy, happiness, and peace at Christmas come from within. The material things and outward symbols of celebration bring sweet feelings, but only for a short moment.
Instantly, the thought of sharing Christmas with the other elders became appealing. It would be a gathering of friendship and love. We missionaries all needed to strengthen each other.
Christmas is what you make of it. It doesn’t matter if you’re with family and friends or halfway around the world. The real gifts at Christmastime are the fruits of the Spirit. Paul said, “The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith” (Gal. 5:22). Could one ask for anything more during the celebration of Christ’s birth? "
Until next time! Merry Christmas!
Friday, December 11, 2009
I'm officially old
Monday, November 23, 2009
Thanks Giving
Thursday, November 5, 2009
November is HERE!
Friday, October 30, 2009
Creativity Needed...
Monday, October 26, 2009
While My Soup Cooks....
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Yet Another List
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Bucket List
Thursday, October 1, 2009
This and That
Another thing we did that weekend, was go and see my brother's water polo game. He plays for the U and it was an awesome game! He was the star of the show. He was scoring left and right! At one point this guy sitting next to us was commenting to these girls saying "Are you enjoying the Parker show??" That just goes to show you what a star player he is! Although I'm not a big sports person, I do enjoy water polo, especially when Pooky is playing. The final score was 20 to 14, Utah. And Parker scored 12 of those 20 goals. This picture of him isn't very clear, but it was hard to get a good one from up in the stands.
I have also been attending institute at UVU this semester, if I haven't mentioned this before. And wow is it incredible!! I'm learning about the first half of the old testament and boy have I been missing out. I have read a lot of the old testament before, but I never even dreamed how much more I can get out of the stories it has to offer. My teacher is amazing as well- and for that I'm extremely grateful.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Self Improvement
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Busy in July
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Sweet Time Style
Friday, June 12, 2009
Home and back again
Monday, May 18, 2009
A New Week
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Chick Flicks
Monday, March 30, 2009
Update
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
It's Been a While
For the past few months my coworkers and I have been watching America's Best Dance Crew (ABDC) on MTV and we had a little get together/party for the season finale. Jeremy (Jer-Bear) is on the left and Alysha is on the right. We made a cake for the occasion of which we were all proud. If any of you have not had a chance to watch this show it is AWESOME! And you can watch it online, so do it!
This is the bird's eye view of the cake. The two remaining crews were the Beat Freaks and Quest Crew. The three people in the middle are the judges of the show - Shane Sparks, Lil Mama, and JC from Nsync. The cake tasted good too!
Then the next weekend we took the guys at work to see Disney on Ice. This is Scott, Tasha, and I chillin' during the intermission. It was so much fun!