Today my friend was struggling with a lot of hard things. After accompanying a friend on the piano she told me, "Liz, that was my miracle. I feel so much better." As I walked home I thought, "If I were to ask for a miracle right now, what would it even be, with all of the different challenges I feel weighing down on me?" In the end, the only miracle I felt to ask for was the strength to go on.
That's one of the miracles I've seen time and time again in my life. No matter how overwhelming life feels at times, I know that if I keep moving forward peace will come, peace that only the Prince of Peace can give.
When I stop now and think about what my friend said, I realize that her miracle did not suddenly take away all of her trials and struggles, but it brought her peace.
My life is still crazier now than possibly ever before, but that sense of peace has returned. God cannot take away our trials without taking away the right we have to grow and learn from this earthly experience. What He can do, if we ask Him and allow Him to, is let the peace that only His Son can offer come into our lives; the peace that comes through the miracle of the Atonement, that knowledge and reassurance that all wrongs will be made right.
When I feel so weighed down and alone, that peace is what gives me strength to lift my eyes and stand up straight again. Peace seems to be such a gentle thing, but for me, it goes hand-in-hand with strength. With the peace my Savior gives to me, I know I can find the strength to do all things required of me.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Angels like you
Sometimes God sends angels that are on this side of the veil
To support and encourage me when I feel I will fail;
When everything before me is more than I can bear on my own,
Almost always you appear and I’m grateful I’m not alone.
A hug or a smile, a kind word or gentle touch,
Are so easy to give, and yet they mean so much.
The sacrifices you make give me strength to continue,
For despite your struggles I can see a light within you.
Life is a test given to help us to grow,
And through all of the struggles there is one thing I know:
Sometimes trials are to be faced alone, it is true,
But for now God has surrounded me by angels like you.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Barátnõm
They say "To love is to see the face of God" my friend.
I hold your hand and ask you to pray that the pain will end,
For it is 2 in the morning and the agony is too great.
Yet you remind me it’s up to our Father, and upon Him we must wait.
Each little movement causes you to grimace, the pain is so real,
But you understand that every hurt, in time, Christ will heal.
Your face is serene and your countenance is so calm,
And it is you that comforts me with my hand in your palm.
The peace that you radiate despite the aching that is within
Reminds me of He who lived and died without sin.
I can’t help but think of Christ who suffered to the end,
For truly I see the face of God within you, my friend.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Never alone
6:30. Time to get up. It’s still dark, and so cold without my blanket! But it’s time to get up. I’ve gotta follow the rules. It’s time to stretch. My companion is still asleep. I’m tired of trying to wake her up. She was still awake and working on something last night when I finally fell asleep around 11. I don’t understand her.
6:45. Ooooh, it’s chilly on the floor, but stretching feels good. Being alone….not so much. Why do I always feel so alone? I’m with someone almost 24/7. I guess physically being with someone doesn’t fulfill the need for friendship and companionship. It takes both parties, and I’m still learning how to do my part better. For now, I just feel alone. Every morning. By myself stretching.
6:50. Why? Why am I always so alone? You know, I guess I’m not really alone. There are tens of thousands of missionaries all over the world. At least a few thousand of them woke up at the same time as I did. Most of them are probably exercising or stretching right now too. Some of them might even be like me, no companion next to them. But we’re all together. None of us are alone in this work. Suddenly, I don’t feel so lonely.
It’s been over 2 years since I came home. Without a companion I find myself alone a lot more often, but I don’t feel lonely. Being alone and feeling alone are quite different things. We never have to feel alone when we stop and realize that someone else somewhere in time has gone through, or is going through, exactly what we are facing.
What’s hard for me is watching someone I love struggle with something I have never faced. How I wish I could take that hurt they feel away from them! Let me feel it! Give them a rest from the pain and anguish! Give their burden to me, even if for only a brief moment. Help me to understand what they are going through so I can comfort them!
But I can’t. It doesn’t work that way. And then I remember, it’s not meant to work that way. Christ has already done that for my friend. He’s done that for everyone. He’s felt everything we’ve ever felt or will ever feel. He understands my pain. He understands the pain of my friend. None of us are alone.
There will always be One we can turn to, One who knows us, One who understands us. I cannot understand my friend’s pain, but He can. He can comfort her where I can’t. Knowing that brings me comfort as well.
When those we love suffer, being there to console and comfort them is a wonderful thing to do, but ultimately the best thing we can do is help them find the comfort that only Christ can give. Turn their focus to the One who understands them, and they will never need to feel alone.
6:45. Ooooh, it’s chilly on the floor, but stretching feels good. Being alone….not so much. Why do I always feel so alone? I’m with someone almost 24/7. I guess physically being with someone doesn’t fulfill the need for friendship and companionship. It takes both parties, and I’m still learning how to do my part better. For now, I just feel alone. Every morning. By myself stretching.
6:50. Why? Why am I always so alone? You know, I guess I’m not really alone. There are tens of thousands of missionaries all over the world. At least a few thousand of them woke up at the same time as I did. Most of them are probably exercising or stretching right now too. Some of them might even be like me, no companion next to them. But we’re all together. None of us are alone in this work. Suddenly, I don’t feel so lonely.
It’s been over 2 years since I came home. Without a companion I find myself alone a lot more often, but I don’t feel lonely. Being alone and feeling alone are quite different things. We never have to feel alone when we stop and realize that someone else somewhere in time has gone through, or is going through, exactly what we are facing.
What’s hard for me is watching someone I love struggle with something I have never faced. How I wish I could take that hurt they feel away from them! Let me feel it! Give them a rest from the pain and anguish! Give their burden to me, even if for only a brief moment. Help me to understand what they are going through so I can comfort them!
But I can’t. It doesn’t work that way. And then I remember, it’s not meant to work that way. Christ has already done that for my friend. He’s done that for everyone. He’s felt everything we’ve ever felt or will ever feel. He understands my pain. He understands the pain of my friend. None of us are alone.
There will always be One we can turn to, One who knows us, One who understands us. I cannot understand my friend’s pain, but He can. He can comfort her where I can’t. Knowing that brings me comfort as well.
When those we love suffer, being there to console and comfort them is a wonderful thing to do, but ultimately the best thing we can do is help them find the comfort that only Christ can give. Turn their focus to the One who understands them, and they will never need to feel alone.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
A sudden gust of gravity
Wednesday evening I was so stressed and tired. I hadn't been in the best of moods the previous few days. After 4 1/2 hours of work and 5 1/2 hours of school, I was ready to call it a day. My head hurt, I was hungry and tired. Institute was starting in 30 minutes, and I was really torn as to whether or not I could handle going emotionally or physically.
My roommate encouraged me to go, and I realized that with how down I had been, going would probably do far more to raise my spirits than staying home moping would. And so I went!
The topic was on Time Management and Goal Setting. The teacher started by having a member of the stake (John) come up and juggle. He started with two balls, juggling them simply while explaining how a certain group of jugglers take to the street and teach random people the basics of juggling. As he talked he kept adding balls until he was juggling five. He made it look so natural! It was amazing!! At one point he dropped one of the balls. Without missing a beat he said, "Wow, there was a sudden gust of gravity!" He picked up the ball and kept going.
After his performance the class discussed the similarities between time management and juggling. For one, we all need to remember that we will drop a LOT of balls before we start catching them. John explained that he started in a room with a high ceiling just tossing up two balls as high as he could and catching them. He said he would face one direction until he ran into the wall, would turn around and proceed in the other direction until he collided again. It takes a lot of practice and patience to learn how to juggle the various tasks in our life, and yes, we WILL run into the wall on occasion. We must remember to turn around and keep going.
John has been juggling since he was a small boy, yet he still dropped a ball! Did he get frustrated and embarrassed? Did he give up and turn his back on juggling ever again? No, but rather he laughed and picked right back up where he was. We are not professional jugglers. So many things demand our time and attention. Sometimes we seem to have less and less time for the necessities of life. We feel inadequate and weak because we can't do everything we want to all the time. We drop the ball. That is no excuse to quit. Pick it back up again. If you really can't handle it, keep juggling with what you have and when the time is right to try again, you'll know.
I was talking to my sister about the principle of time management and how I loved that John said, "There was a sudden gust of gravity!" She pointed out something I hadn't thought of. To juggle you must fight gravity. You are going against a law that is pulling down what you are sending up. I guess now that I think of it, in order to juggle, gravity is necessary. By doing your part and letting gravity do its part a beautiful art is created.
The struggles we face in life aren't obstacles meant to pull us down, but gifts given to us to help us grow and reach our potential. Stumbling will happen. Stressful days will overwhelm us at times. Our plate will seem filled beyond that which we can handle. How can we do it all? It's not so much what we're doing that matters, but what we're becoming. Keep going.
One last thing that stuck out to me was the following concept:
Always have a plan for your life, but remember that it is Plan B. When the Lord presents plan A, be prepared to change your plans.
The Lord knows best. He will lead and guide us when we most need it. Other times He will let us choose our own paths. Don't give up on this road of life. Gravity will pull us down. We will drop the ball. We will be tired and discouraged. But we can do it. We all can. Never forget that.
My roommate encouraged me to go, and I realized that with how down I had been, going would probably do far more to raise my spirits than staying home moping would. And so I went!
The topic was on Time Management and Goal Setting. The teacher started by having a member of the stake (John) come up and juggle. He started with two balls, juggling them simply while explaining how a certain group of jugglers take to the street and teach random people the basics of juggling. As he talked he kept adding balls until he was juggling five. He made it look so natural! It was amazing!! At one point he dropped one of the balls. Without missing a beat he said, "Wow, there was a sudden gust of gravity!" He picked up the ball and kept going.
After his performance the class discussed the similarities between time management and juggling. For one, we all need to remember that we will drop a LOT of balls before we start catching them. John explained that he started in a room with a high ceiling just tossing up two balls as high as he could and catching them. He said he would face one direction until he ran into the wall, would turn around and proceed in the other direction until he collided again. It takes a lot of practice and patience to learn how to juggle the various tasks in our life, and yes, we WILL run into the wall on occasion. We must remember to turn around and keep going.
John has been juggling since he was a small boy, yet he still dropped a ball! Did he get frustrated and embarrassed? Did he give up and turn his back on juggling ever again? No, but rather he laughed and picked right back up where he was. We are not professional jugglers. So many things demand our time and attention. Sometimes we seem to have less and less time for the necessities of life. We feel inadequate and weak because we can't do everything we want to all the time. We drop the ball. That is no excuse to quit. Pick it back up again. If you really can't handle it, keep juggling with what you have and when the time is right to try again, you'll know.
I was talking to my sister about the principle of time management and how I loved that John said, "There was a sudden gust of gravity!" She pointed out something I hadn't thought of. To juggle you must fight gravity. You are going against a law that is pulling down what you are sending up. I guess now that I think of it, in order to juggle, gravity is necessary. By doing your part and letting gravity do its part a beautiful art is created.
The struggles we face in life aren't obstacles meant to pull us down, but gifts given to us to help us grow and reach our potential. Stumbling will happen. Stressful days will overwhelm us at times. Our plate will seem filled beyond that which we can handle. How can we do it all? It's not so much what we're doing that matters, but what we're becoming. Keep going.
One last thing that stuck out to me was the following concept:
Always have a plan for your life, but remember that it is Plan B. When the Lord presents plan A, be prepared to change your plans.
The Lord knows best. He will lead and guide us when we most need it. Other times He will let us choose our own paths. Don't give up on this road of life. Gravity will pull us down. We will drop the ball. We will be tired and discouraged. But we can do it. We all can. Never forget that.
The Silent Treatment
My roommates and I love teasing each other when we're not home. "As soon as we get home, I'm giving you the silent treatment!"
That joke never gets old to us!
As frustrating as it can be to not be able to express everything we feel as quickly nor as clearly as we're used to, I think we all find pleasure in the silence of our apartment. I know I do. Of course it's not perfectly silent. The dishwasher hums, we listen to music, we watch a TV show, we laugh out-loud. But compared to other apartments, we are a very quiet place!
Every day we are surrounded by noise. Cell phones ringing, cars passing, music blaring. More often than not we zone out the unnecessary din and only focus on what we want to hear. No matter how valiant our effort, the noise is still there, bidding for our attention.
I love hiking in the mountains, escaping from civilization and experiencing the blessed removal of man made noise. Life seems to come into better focus, priorities tend to fall into place, and God's power becomes so evident and undeniable when I remove myself from the hectic bustle of day-to-day life.
The silence soothes my soul. It rejuvenates me.
It is so peaceful.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
A wonderful, wonderful day!!
Today was Destiny's birthday!!! It was so much fun planning what we roommates could do for her!!!
This morning Alex, Rebekah, and I woke Destiny up by singing Happy Birthday to her, after which Alex and I promptly left for work.
On campus I wondered how I could possibly decorate Destiny's office when it would be vacated at 2:45 and she normally showed up at 3. Thankfully Tucker ran into me and agreed to help, and Rebekah later texted offering to help as well. I texted Destiny and we decided to meet in the Wilk at three (little did she know that was to keep her away from her office while we decorated!). Alex and Aubry both met up with us as well, and they were gracious enough to finish the decorating while I ran off to distract Destiny.
We had a fun time eating lunch together (Alex joined us as well). We said our goodbyes and parted ways. Alex had a class on the same floor as Destiny's office, and she texted me saying-"She saw and came and attacked me with a hug in class! Love it, so surprised! Has no idea about tonight :)".
Darci and I met up an hour later on campus, and stopped by Destiny's office to give her a hug before we headed home. Apparently she had earlier told Alex, "I work late tonight...so party at home without me". Mwhahahaha! Little did she know.
A little while after arriving home Darci and I went to pick up dinner at Panda Express (one of Destiny's favorites), and then swung by home again to pick up Aubry and head to campus. Together we had signed up for Destiny's ASL Lab for one hour and fifteen minutes. Rebekah had talked to her boss and received permission for us to both decorate the room and eat with her at work.
Alex had the first shift, and acted as if it was a normal session she had signed up for, just chatting with Destiny.
In the meantime, Aubry, Darci and I waited near the office for Rebekah to show up from her class. As 7 o'clock neared, Destiny left her office to see if another student was waiting to be helped. When I saw her I froze and then quickly ran away and motioned for Aubry and Darci to do likewise. Destiny, being confused, came out farther and saw both of them (she later described us as looking like deer frozen in front of car headlights) before Alex literally hauled her back into the office.
Rebekah showed up mere moments after that, and we all entered her office signing Happy Birthday. We then had a WONDERFUL time visiting with each other and eating dinner together. I feel so much love between all of us. You can tell that we genuinely care for each other, and it means so much to me.
Destiny was so touched. We could tell it meant a lot to her, which only increased our joy and gratitude for the opportunity to make someone we love so much so happy!
What a beautiful day it has been!!!
This morning Alex, Rebekah, and I woke Destiny up by singing Happy Birthday to her, after which Alex and I promptly left for work.
On campus I wondered how I could possibly decorate Destiny's office when it would be vacated at 2:45 and she normally showed up at 3. Thankfully Tucker ran into me and agreed to help, and Rebekah later texted offering to help as well. I texted Destiny and we decided to meet in the Wilk at three (little did she know that was to keep her away from her office while we decorated!). Alex and Aubry both met up with us as well, and they were gracious enough to finish the decorating while I ran off to distract Destiny.
We had a fun time eating lunch together (Alex joined us as well). We said our goodbyes and parted ways. Alex had a class on the same floor as Destiny's office, and she texted me saying-"She saw and came and attacked me with a hug in class! Love it, so surprised! Has no idea about tonight :)".
Darci and I met up an hour later on campus, and stopped by Destiny's office to give her a hug before we headed home. Apparently she had earlier told Alex, "I work late tonight...so party at home without me". Mwhahahaha! Little did she know.
A little while after arriving home Darci and I went to pick up dinner at Panda Express (one of Destiny's favorites), and then swung by home again to pick up Aubry and head to campus. Together we had signed up for Destiny's ASL Lab for one hour and fifteen minutes. Rebekah had talked to her boss and received permission for us to both decorate the room and eat with her at work.
Alex had the first shift, and acted as if it was a normal session she had signed up for, just chatting with Destiny.
In the meantime, Aubry, Darci and I waited near the office for Rebekah to show up from her class. As 7 o'clock neared, Destiny left her office to see if another student was waiting to be helped. When I saw her I froze and then quickly ran away and motioned for Aubry and Darci to do likewise. Destiny, being confused, came out farther and saw both of them (she later described us as looking like deer frozen in front of car headlights) before Alex literally hauled her back into the office.
Rebekah showed up mere moments after that, and we all entered her office signing Happy Birthday. We then had a WONDERFUL time visiting with each other and eating dinner together. I feel so much love between all of us. You can tell that we genuinely care for each other, and it means so much to me.
Destiny was so touched. We could tell it meant a lot to her, which only increased our joy and gratitude for the opportunity to make someone we love so much so happy!
What a beautiful day it has been!!!
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Logan or bust!!
Saturday morning Darci ran her first ever marathon!! We really wanted to support her, so some of us drove to Logan to surprise her. We had a blast on the ride up! We stopped at a Walmart in Logan to buy a poster and make a sign to cheer her on.
When we found the racers we picked a spot near the end to cheer her on. Thirty minutes later Destiny received a text from Darci saying she'd finished the race!! We were sad that we missed her, but we had fun cheering other runners on in the meantime.
After discovering Darci had finished the race we called her and found out where she was staying. We drove there and had a fun time congratulating her and finding out how the race had gone. We were a little sad we missed seeing her run, but that visit made it worth it.
She told us that at mile 20 she was so tired and just wanted to give up. She found strength in remembering that God will never give up on her, and that she should never give up on herself either.
We ended our visit with a prayer together, offered by Darci. What a beautiful and heartfelt prayer! The Spirit was very strong. I'm so grateful for the example my roommates are to me. We're all so different, yet we're the same. We're all just trying to be the best people we can be. That's what matters.
What makes us friends....
A few nights ago Alex and I stayed up talking until well after midnight. We were talking about how interesting it is that we feel so close as roommates despite the fact that we communicate so much less with each other than we did with past roommates. How, when we barely talk to each other, could we have become friends so fast?
Alex made two points I had never really thought about:
First, we've come to know each other by simply watching each other. We see what we're like by what we do. We don't judge each other from frivolous conversations about the weather or school. You see someone do the dishes, and you are so grateful. Someone gives you a hug because you look down, and you love them more for it. We're more observant.
Second, it is REALLY hard for us to do anything when talking to each other. I'm starting to get to the point where I can listen to music and still understand what someone is signing to me. But reading a book, doing homework, making dinner, etc., is very hard to do while someone is talking to you. When one of us starts to talk, everyone stops what they are doing to focus on them. We pay attention, because we have to. So often we talk to people while they are watching a movie or reading a book, and they only half listen and respond. I'm guilty of that. However, here we "listen" to each other because we need to, and it makes such a difference in our relationships with each other.
I won't always live here, but I hope I can carry those lessons with me for life: the importance of observing the actions of others and showing gratitude, and focusing on others when they are trying to communicate with me.
I am so grateful for the opportunity to live with such wonderful friends!
Alex made two points I had never really thought about:
First, we've come to know each other by simply watching each other. We see what we're like by what we do. We don't judge each other from frivolous conversations about the weather or school. You see someone do the dishes, and you are so grateful. Someone gives you a hug because you look down, and you love them more for it. We're more observant.
Second, it is REALLY hard for us to do anything when talking to each other. I'm starting to get to the point where I can listen to music and still understand what someone is signing to me. But reading a book, doing homework, making dinner, etc., is very hard to do while someone is talking to you. When one of us starts to talk, everyone stops what they are doing to focus on them. We pay attention, because we have to. So often we talk to people while they are watching a movie or reading a book, and they only half listen and respond. I'm guilty of that. However, here we "listen" to each other because we need to, and it makes such a difference in our relationships with each other.
I won't always live here, but I hope I can carry those lessons with me for life: the importance of observing the actions of others and showing gratitude, and focusing on others when they are trying to communicate with me.
I am so grateful for the opportunity to live with such wonderful friends!
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Burning Meeting.......uhhhhh....I mean Fireside
Last Sunday we had the opportunity to attend a fireside at the Marriott Center with Elder Oaks and his wife as the speakers. We sat down by the Deaf/Hard of Hearing section so we could watch the interpreter. It was a lot of fun! I picked up some new vocabulary (such as tolerance and patience). Both talks were wonderful.
The closing hymn sung by the choir was "I believe in Christ". Watching the interpreter sign the song was beautiful. Afterward we went home to a wonderful meal that Alex cooked for us!
At the end of each day we have roommate prayer. I still remember when Rebekah, Alex, Destiny and I met so I could show them what the Alta apartments looked like. We gathered in the laundry room at the end to pray together about how we felt. Destiny said the prayer. I understood about 2%...maybe less. Now, with each of us taking turns praying, I understand closer to 95%.
After that we have a group hug (with Darci hitting all of our heads w/ her hand), followed by a cheer Destiny taught us. It wasn't until a week after we started the tradition that I realized the cheer involves our hands being in the "I love you" shape.
I love my roommates!
The closing hymn sung by the choir was "I believe in Christ". Watching the interpreter sign the song was beautiful. Afterward we went home to a wonderful meal that Alex cooked for us!
At the end of each day we have roommate prayer. I still remember when Rebekah, Alex, Destiny and I met so I could show them what the Alta apartments looked like. We gathered in the laundry room at the end to pray together about how we felt. Destiny said the prayer. I understood about 2%...maybe less. Now, with each of us taking turns praying, I understand closer to 95%.
After that we have a group hug (with Darci hitting all of our heads w/ her hand), followed by a cheer Destiny taught us. It wasn't until a week after we started the tradition that I realized the cheer involves our hands being in the "I love you" shape.
I love my roommates!
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Darci and I
Tuesday evening I really wanted to hike the Y, but didn't really want to go by myself. Darci is training for a marathon, so she decided to run to the base of the hike and meet me somewhere on the trail.
By the time we met the sun had already set. We sat on the Y looking out over the night lights of Provo. It was gorgeous. The Provo Temple really stands out. It was so peaceful and quiet.
Valerie met Darci on Monday and described her as being "Such a delightful person!" I would have to agree with that description. She is just so nice and so sweet! It was fun spending more time with her.
I love my roommates!
By the time we met the sun had already set. We sat on the Y looking out over the night lights of Provo. It was gorgeous. The Provo Temple really stands out. It was so peaceful and quiet.
Valerie met Darci on Monday and described her as being "Such a delightful person!" I would have to agree with that description. She is just so nice and so sweet! It was fun spending more time with her.
I love my roommates!
Monday, September 5, 2011
Talent time
Yesterday Darci and I were having fun playing our guitars together. She would even occasionally switch over to her ukulele. Destiny played along with us for awhile as well, and then Rebekah tried to learn how to play a bit. Destiny kept apologizing and saying it had been a long time since she last played the guitar and that she preferred the piano.
Today is Labor Day, so we've been home doing homework for far too long. We decided to take a break and listen to Destiny play the piano. She is AMAZING!! Darci sang along as well, and her voice is gorgeous!
We decided that someday we're going to have a talent night and all of the roommates can perform. I personally think we should start a band.
Roommate bonding
Last night after Ward Break the Fast my roommates and I drove up to near the Temple. Destiny has a friend who lives right next to it, so with permission we spread out blankets and sat on the lawn with an incredible view of the Temple and impending sunset.
Together we talked about what we'd discussed in Church (which was how we knew God loved us, and how we felt when we thought about it). Afterwards Destiny invited each of us to share how we had gained our testimonies. What an amazing experience! It was so wonderful to share with each other our struggles and doubts, and how the Lord guided us in so many ways.
It was so peaceful. There's something so profoundly powerful about the beauty of silence. We were able to share our faith and our love for God without adding our voices to the surrounding noises of the occasional car or passerby.
The view was amazing! As the sun set the Temple was surrounded by picturesque hues of pink, blue, and gray on the horizon; the mountains surrounding everything.
What wonderful roommates I have! As Destiny said yesterday, perhaps the Lord didn't bring us together so that we could learn ASL. Perhaps He brought us together because we have so much to learn from each other. I think she might be right.
Together we talked about what we'd discussed in Church (which was how we knew God loved us, and how we felt when we thought about it). Afterwards Destiny invited each of us to share how we had gained our testimonies. What an amazing experience! It was so wonderful to share with each other our struggles and doubts, and how the Lord guided us in so many ways.
It was so peaceful. There's something so profoundly powerful about the beauty of silence. We were able to share our faith and our love for God without adding our voices to the surrounding noises of the occasional car or passerby.
The view was amazing! As the sun set the Temple was surrounded by picturesque hues of pink, blue, and gray on the horizon; the mountains surrounding everything.
What wonderful roommates I have! As Destiny said yesterday, perhaps the Lord didn't bring us together so that we could learn ASL. Perhaps He brought us together because we have so much to learn from each other. I think she might be right.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
A new chapter in my life has begun...
Last winter semester I started receiving e-mails from Rebekah about the possibility of creating an ASL House. A desire to learn ASL has been growing in me since I was 11, having learned basic phrases during an Achievement Day activity. I was excited at this new opportunity, and a correspondence began that resulted in the apartment I live in today.
As the end of summer approached my nervousness grew. I knew communicating in only ASL would be just as hard as communicating in Spanish when I first moved into the Spanish House had been. When I met Darci for the first time, I asked her if she was scared or excited to start using ASL all the time. Her response--"I'm terrified!" I had to laugh; it mirrored my feelings exactly.
But what an amazing experience it has been so far!! My vocabulary has grown, my grammar is slowly starting to improve (very slowly), and my eyes are being opened more and more to the beauty of Deaf Culture.
There are six of us living together, all pretty basic ASL students except for Destiny who has been studying to become an ASL interpreter most of her life.
Oftentimes when people seem a little uncomfortable when they meet someone who is hard of hearing. They're not sure how to act, who to look at, etc....At first it kind of annoyed me. Then it saddened me. Then I realized that I had been just like them a few years ago. Even a few months ago to be honest. It's always uncomfortable to not understand what is happening and not know how to communicate with someone. That's why I love learning languages. I love removing that barrier.
All in all, I am so excited for this semester! The frustrations of not being able to fully express ourselves or completely understand each other as roommates will be far outweighed by the appreciation for and understanding of Deaf Culture and ASL that we will gain, the experiences that we will have, and the love that we are developing for each other through this experience. Already I feel like we are a family.
As the end of summer approached my nervousness grew. I knew communicating in only ASL would be just as hard as communicating in Spanish when I first moved into the Spanish House had been. When I met Darci for the first time, I asked her if she was scared or excited to start using ASL all the time. Her response--"I'm terrified!" I had to laugh; it mirrored my feelings exactly.
But what an amazing experience it has been so far!! My vocabulary has grown, my grammar is slowly starting to improve (very slowly), and my eyes are being opened more and more to the beauty of Deaf Culture.
There are six of us living together, all pretty basic ASL students except for Destiny who has been studying to become an ASL interpreter most of her life.
Oftentimes when people seem a little uncomfortable when they meet someone who is hard of hearing. They're not sure how to act, who to look at, etc....At first it kind of annoyed me. Then it saddened me. Then I realized that I had been just like them a few years ago. Even a few months ago to be honest. It's always uncomfortable to not understand what is happening and not know how to communicate with someone. That's why I love learning languages. I love removing that barrier.
All in all, I am so excited for this semester! The frustrations of not being able to fully express ourselves or completely understand each other as roommates will be far outweighed by the appreciation for and understanding of Deaf Culture and ASL that we will gain, the experiences that we will have, and the love that we are developing for each other through this experience. Already I feel like we are a family.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
God's will...
"But may thy will be done, and not mine..."
It seems like such a classic phrase of many prayers. We ask for what we want, and then we tack that last part on, knowing that everything is ultimately in God's hands. Yet, do we ever stop and think what God's will really is?
God's work and His glory is to bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of man. He wants us to become like Him, and for us to enjoy all of the blessings He has to offer. He understands that mortality is a necessary part in our journey to attain perfection, and that the refining trials we face here are indispensable in that learning process (though far from enjoyable for us or for Him). His will is that we might become like Him. He does not take joy in our sufferings or pain. How could a perfect Father in Heaven desire that we should suffer? He would surely take away our pain were it not for the fact that He understands the importance of this mortal experience in shaping and teaching us.
When we allow trials to soften our hearts rather than harden them, the benefits of our trials far outweigh our losses. Christlike attributes such as patience, faith, hope, and charity are developed. Our appreciation for and understanding of God's plan and our Savior's atonement is enlarged. In short, we could not be perfected without life's trials.
Our attitude should not be one of, "may thy will be done, and not mine". God's will is that we might be perfected through the trials of mortality so that we might return to His presence worthy of eternal life. That should be our desire as well; to learn from the curve balls life throws at us and to become perfected through our experiences here on earth.
In trials, I pray not simply that God's will be done, but that I might understand His will, that I might learn from the trials I'm called to go through and become perfected through them. I pray that my will and His will may become one.
It seems like such a classic phrase of many prayers. We ask for what we want, and then we tack that last part on, knowing that everything is ultimately in God's hands. Yet, do we ever stop and think what God's will really is?
God's work and His glory is to bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of man. He wants us to become like Him, and for us to enjoy all of the blessings He has to offer. He understands that mortality is a necessary part in our journey to attain perfection, and that the refining trials we face here are indispensable in that learning process (though far from enjoyable for us or for Him). His will is that we might become like Him. He does not take joy in our sufferings or pain. How could a perfect Father in Heaven desire that we should suffer? He would surely take away our pain were it not for the fact that He understands the importance of this mortal experience in shaping and teaching us.
When we allow trials to soften our hearts rather than harden them, the benefits of our trials far outweigh our losses. Christlike attributes such as patience, faith, hope, and charity are developed. Our appreciation for and understanding of God's plan and our Savior's atonement is enlarged. In short, we could not be perfected without life's trials.
Our attitude should not be one of, "may thy will be done, and not mine". God's will is that we might be perfected through the trials of mortality so that we might return to His presence worthy of eternal life. That should be our desire as well; to learn from the curve balls life throws at us and to become perfected through our experiences here on earth.
In trials, I pray not simply that God's will be done, but that I might understand His will, that I might learn from the trials I'm called to go through and become perfected through them. I pray that my will and His will may become one.
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