Dina, Me and Claudia
WOW! We have been REALLY busy!!!! But it has been a really productive and fun-filled kind of busy. This weekend was Time Out For Women - Cincinnati (TOFW). My dear friend, Dina Smith, took me to the event. And I was spoiled rotten! I got to be spiritually uplifted by great speakers, and wonderful music for two days. I took notes. I strengthened my friendship. Made a new friend. And increased my testimony. All from one marvelous event - TOFW!The theme for this year's TOFW is Inevitable Light. I was blessed to see Jenny Oaks Baker and Hillary Weeks. And some of my favorite presenters were Elaine Dalton, Laurel C. Day and Emily Watts.
It won't always be this way.
Embrace the manna plan.
Remember why you are doing what you are doing.
It was a great experience. Thank you, Dina!!!!!
The main characters are delightfully original. Taran is the hero. He starts out as an orphan and Assistant Pig-keeper. As the books continue the story, he matures into a great leader. Throughout the books he acquires the marks of a true hero: wisdom, humility, persistence, patience, leadership, respect for his fellow human beings, and strength of character.
Taran is accompanied along much of his journey by a series of companions, each with their own strengths and weaknesses - and their identifying characteristics. Princess Eilonwy is a tomboy, who refuses to sit around the castle but insists on taking part in every adventure - often saving the day. Fflewddur Fflam is a bard and is constantly snapping harp strings with exaggerated tales. And there is fiercely loyal Gurgi, who loves "crunchings and munchings."
If you somehow managed to miss the Prydain books when you were growing up (like I did), read them now! You won't be sorry. The books have adventure, humor, satire, philosophy, friendship, love, valor, etc. I LOVE them! They are on my "classics" list!
Here's my talk:
When I found
out today that I had to speak about visiting teaching, I made special
arrangements that no one who has ever had me as a visiting teacher would be
allowed to attend this meeting today, so they can’t tell stories on me…
I read an amazing quote this week by Sister
Julie B. Beck. In 2009, she said, “A
sister in this Church has no other responsibility, outside of her family, that
has the potential to do as much good as visiting teaching.”
In other
words: Many of the best, most spiritual,
happyfying, and tender experiences that we have happen when we visit someone in
their home.
Now, since this is the last week of April, we
have all done our visiting for this month.
Right? Of course, we have. OK, maybe I haven’t finished… but I did make
phone calls.
But is that
enough? The Lord expects us to increase
our offerings. He expects us to fulfill
the purpose of Relief Society as never before.
How shall we
do that? How shall we increase our offering? I think each of us must search our
soul and make a personal commitment as to what we wish to do.
I love the invitation as recorded in the Book
of Mormon: “Come unto Christ . . . and offer your whole souls as an offering
unto him” (Omni 1:26). How different our lives can be when there are others
watching out for us, caring for us, wanting to know and understand us. This
feels like an offering that is beyond statistics.
Do those we visit know that we love them? That
we care? What do they sense from our interaction with them?
Have you ever done this? [On the phone]
“Umm, hi, Joanne,
can we come over and visit in half an hour?
Yeah, yeah,
we do need to come today. I know, it’s the 31st
…
Oh, 30 days
hath September—we missed it?
Well, how
about if we come over and spend about 20 minutes and we’ll make it good for
October too? How’s that grab you?”
When I find
myself resorting to this type of interaction with the sisters I am called to
visit, I realize that I really need to change my attitude and my heart.
I have an
awesome Visiting Teacher. Mary Nelson
doesn’t just count me as a number every month.
She loves me. She has brought me
flowers (knowing that I LOVE flowers) from her garden. She has cried with me when I miscarried last
year. Every fall, she shares her garden
produce and fruit trees with me so I can share in her harvest. I have canned her green beans, made
applesauce from her apples and dried her pairs for my family. She has sent cards for all the special
holidays and visited as well. And 2
months ago when we moved into our home, she came without being asked with the
priesthood to help clean my rental home.
She has been like a grandmother to me.
And since my family is far away in the west, she has been there to love
and comfort me. This wonderful woman has
become my friend, as well as one of my heroes.
She is an incredible example to me.
So yesterday
as I was preparing this talk, I imagined an interview with the Savior at the
end of our lives.
“I heard you were a visiting teacher.”
“Oh yes.
Wasn’t everyone??”
“Well, maybe
not the men.”
“Oh. Yeah.
That’s right.”
“Did you
enjoy the calling?”
(Oh my word,
He knows what I’m thinking. I can’t lie!) “Well . . . I had some times that I
pretty much did come close to almost nearly enjoying it . . .”
“But not all
the time?”
“Not all the
time. Sorry.”
“Why not?”
“Well,
sometimes I wasn’t in the mood.”
“Oh, but you
had to go?”
“Well, yeah
. . . they keep records . . . they’re trying to get 100%.”
“And how did
you reach 100%?”
“Well,
everyone got visited or contacted or something like that.”
Well, you can see the whole imagined interview
kind of went downhill. What if this
interview really happens someday? I hope
it goes better than it did in my imagination.
I don’t think Heavenly Father would ever ask
us to do anything stupid—anything that doesn’t really matter. And visiting
teaching really does matters—we just
maybe don’t understand how much it does. We are not called to serve each other
in the Church to annoy us, to keep us overly busy or stressed or something. There
must be a reason. There must be a good reason, and there is!
We are asked to minister, like Christ did, to
our fellow men (and women.) We are asked
to care for each other and watch over each other. He asks us to minister to each other
because:
“The errand
of angels is given to women,
And this is a gift that as sisters we claim:
To do whatsoever is gentle and human,
To cheer and to bless in humanity’s name.”
And this is a gift that as sisters we claim:
To do whatsoever is gentle and human,
To cheer and to bless in humanity’s name.”
We are
called to the work of lifting and comforting, of teaching and encouraging, of
loving and serving in Christ’s name.
Remember in
Matthew: “I was an hungered, and you fed
me. I was thirsty, and you gave me
something to drink. I was naked, and you
clothed me.”
What was
Jesus teaching us? I contend that he was teaching us that inasmuch as ye visit the least of these, of your ward
members or neighbors, and have responded to their hunger, to their thirst, to
their nakedness, it’s as if you have done it unto him!
What are
some things that would make a difference for you as a visiting teacher? Would
it make a difference if we would pray for those whom we are assigned to visit,
by name, and ask Heavenly Father what they need and ways in which we could
serve them better? Would it make a
difference if we remembered a birthday, followed someone to see how they did
after a crisis, sent a card at Christmastime or any other time, sent an e-mail,
dropped by with something somebody might enjoy—soap, flowers, a book, a hug,
dinner. . . .
As I’ve
pondered all of this, I’ve asked myself some questions: “What am I willing to
do to be a more effective representative of the Savior as I visit my sisters?”
“What might Heavenly Father have in store for me that I’m resisting by not
responding more completely to His promptings as I go to visit?”
Several
years ago, I was serving in the Relief Society Presidency in Las Vegas. We were making ministering visits to inactive
members in our ward. As we visited one
young woman, I instantly knew I wanted and need to be friends with her. She had a daughter my daughter’s age. They were 3 at the time. She also had Chrones disease. I had studied the disease for a project in
college and knew an awful lot about it and knew I could help her with her
illness and make a friend at the same time.
Being a member of the presidency, I pulled some strings and became this
woman’s Visiting Teacher.
This
relationship has blessed my life and hers.
She had to have surgery shortly after I was assigned as her Visiting
Teacher. I got to watch her beautiful
daughter for the day and thus begun a WONDERFUL friendship. Our daughters are turning 16 this year and
Joanne is one of my best friends still!
Although I have since moved away, we talk on the phone weekly. She is serving in her ward as the Young
Women’s President. Our daughters still
consider each other best friends. – And all because of Visiting Teaching!!!!
Another good
friend of mine was made because of Visiting Teaching. 20 years ago, I was assigned to be Lori
Haskin’s V.Ter. We have stayed great
friends through 4 moves. And when she
was blessed to adopt her little girl I found it exciting that the women who
were in the sealing room with her at the temple were 4 of her past and present
visiting teachers.
Was being a
Visiting Teacher worth it to these beautiful women? Was Visiting Teaching worth it to me? I think so!
“The errand of angels is truly given to women!”
(Testimony)
