My Beginning Will Not Dictate My End

To be or not to be,
to love or not to love,
to see or not to see,
to hear or not to hear,
to do or not to do…

These are the proverbial questions that leave me spinning in circles.

I want to have faith, but to ACT in faith is so much more than fairytale wanting.

I want to repent, but to CHOOSE what is good requires conscious effort.

Sometimes I am holding on by my fingernails, feeling no sturdy earth beneath my feet.

That is my own fault.

I am blessed with provision and protection and peace – and yet when I am not looking, tears fall… when I am trying to work, hands shake… when I am wanting to curl up with a book, my heart pounds.

To admit any sort of anxiety would mean failure.

Except there can be no progress without the confession.

I want to scream out, “My life has been hard enough!”

I want to cry out, “Why one more thing?”

I want to throw a toddler tantrum.

I want to quit.

I want to hide.

I want to run away.

Excepting that is not the way, and I know it.

As I lean against the wall, trying to catch my breath, words from the lessons last Sunday, words from our most sacred holy Sabbath, came to my mind and heart as if they were air itself.

“He wants you to pour your heart out to Him.”

But I cannot.

It would mean I believe.  It would mean I have faith.  It would mean looking Him in the eye, that flame of fire burning my soul and purging all that is not of Him.

It would mean daring to think I have a Father.

It would mean accepting the fact that I am human.  And weak.  And overwhelmed.

I should be praying for my visiting teaching people, my friends, those people that I love… even my family.

I should be praying for my patients, my homeless peeps, the shelters downtown, the community resources already running out of money this year before winter even starts.

How selfish it seems, to pray for me.

“He wants you to pour your heart out to Him.”

Something in me melts.  That something in me that has been healing since the first missionary discussions.  That something in me that has become a testimony, indeed, of my Heavenly Parents.

Still against the wall, I slide to the floor, and begin to cry.

I begin a litany of surface things about wanting to be a good missionary and trying to learn to love my family and how to balance my patients and professional work and begging forgiveness for being scared about hospital bills and doctor bills and Temple trip gas, and pleading for even more forgiveness for doubting any of it all, for I know better than to give place to any fear at all.

Then we get to the real stuff.

I roll onto my knees, curled into myself, and cry some more.

I say, “I don’t want them to cut my head open.”

He says, “It will give your family a starting place of Truth.  The past is done, and now you can talk to them.”

I say, “It is going to hurt.”  I am not sure if I mean cutting open my head will hurt, or if talking to my family will hurt.  Both, I think.

He says, “It hurt me when they killed me.  But really, they did not.  I gave my life for you.”

I am ashamed of my whining, ashamed of my complaints, ashamed of my selfishness.

I say, “I am scared to love.”

He says, “I have already taught you to love.  You must learn to be loved.”

I say, “I must not love the wrong person the wrong way.”

He says, “Love all people the way I love them.”

I say, “You know where I have come from, how I am nothing, what has been taken from me, what has been stolen from me, how deeply I was scarred and wounded and shattered.  I am too broken too heal, too scared to try, too raw to be that strong.”

He says, “I know where you have come from because I sent you here.  Protecting you, caring for you, bringing you out of the wilderness, cleaning you up, and bringing you to my Temple was part of the plan long before I ever sent you here to live that story.  The atonement is enough, sufficient, complete.  When you are weak, I will make you strong.  There will always be an escape.  There will always be my voice to guide you.  Do not be afraid.  Move forward.”

Always, there is this coming back to the “Do not be afraid… move forward…”

This phrase from my Patriarchal blessing has baffled me from day one, and so I write about it over and over again, because I live and breathe that phrase.  There is not a day that phrase does not get me through some moment.  There is not a day it does not give me comfort, grant me courage, or teach me which way to go.

Tonight, it came through a talk.  It is a talk that is homework from Institute: “This, the Greatest of All Dispensations”, by Elder Holland in 2007 (CES Fireside).  In this talk, he directly DEFINES what it means to not be afraid and to move forward!  How amazing is that?!  He says:

“We must never let fear and the father of fear (Satan himself) divert us from our faith and faithful living… We must go forward.  God expects you to have enough faith, determination, and trust in Him to keep moving, keep living, keep rejoicing.  He expects you to embrace and shape the future – to love it, rejoice in it, and delight in your opportunities.  God is eagerly waiting for the chance to answer your prayers and fulfill your dreams, just as He always has.  But He can’t if you don’t pray, and He can’t if you don’t dream.  In short, He can’t if you don’t believe.”


That Elder Holland really knows how to nail you.

He’s like the Apostle with a nail gun.  I mean NAIL you.   Or me, anyway.  Ouch!

I had never, ever thought about praying being a part of believing, though I had understand that to pray at all was an act of faith.   But certainly never ever ever ever had I considered DREAMING as part of believing.


In my life, it has often been dangerous to dream.

It gets all sappy, way too quickly, in a very Les Mis kind of way:

I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving

Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted

But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they turn your hope apart
As they turn your dreams to shame

Excepting that was pre-baptism.  That was old school.  That was drama and pain and misery.

That is of Satan, just like Elder Holland said.

The Gospel takes it backwards, I knew.

I have learned enough to know that the atonement brings forgiveness, that celestial-ness promises a love that will never die, and that the plan of salvation makes life worth living.

But I had never gone back as far as the very first line, that the Gospel brings back dreams.

All things are restored!  I should know this!

How, in what miracles He has repeatedly performed over and over again in my life, is there any room for fear?  Even if they cut my head open?  Even if my family tries to have our first Christmas?  Even if I must fall to my knees in repentance?

And if then, it is true, then what are my dreams?

What fulfillment beyond-my-dreams has already come!  My own life is a miracle; my hearing is a miracle; my house is a miracle; my car is a miracle; access to the Temple is the biggest miracle; my family becoming a family is a miracle; forgiveness is a miracle.  And so beyond this, when I am already and forever so indebted to my Lord, what dreams are yet to dream?

I dream that the obstacles in life are not so great that I, through Christ, cannot overcome them.

I dream of being securely and confidently rooted in my identity as a spirit daughter of heavenly parents.

I dream of being responsible – held accountable – for my own attitude and feelings.

I dream of hopelessness and helplessness having no part in my life now, my life which has been redeemed and restored, in process of being made “perfect” – as in whole and complete and at-one.

I dream of understanding that “none of us is responsible for the misfortunes that befall us, (but) we are, thankfully, responsible for how we use those misfortunes.  We cannot alter past events, it’s true.  Not having been responsible for them, we cannot take responsibility for them.  But we are responsible for the effect they have upon us – for the meaning we assign to them and the way we remember them.  And we can learn and grow from them… (we can) let the event become exactly what it was – a very, very hard experience indeed, one of the worst a human being can suffer.  But it is not an excuse… my beginning will not dictate my end.”  (Terry Warner)

I dream of knowing that “the discovery that we are responsible for our troubles does not condemn us, but opens up a way of escape.” (Terry Warner).

I dream of teaming up with the Savior to accomplish the very possible “mighty change of heart”.

I dream of absolute honesty of soul.

And then, as if He knew I would be too scared to begin dreaming, of so little faith I would not even dare, an email arrives with the typed out blessing from Sherrolyn’s father the other night.  And so I cry some more.

Emily, know that the Lord has been mindful of you from the day that you were born into this earth. That He has cared for you that He has watched over you.  You have not been without your trials and tribulations and your challenges as you have gone through life to this point.  You have overcome many things…

He has blessed you that your paths have crossed with those whom you have felt close to that have made a difference in your life.  They have introduced you to that missing link that you have felt in your heart for many years but have now found…

I bless you with health and with strength.  I bless you that as different physical things take place within your body, that you will be comforted.  That you will know that the hand of the Lord is with those who are working with you and you will be able to find the health and strength that you need to carry out the work that the Lord has for you to do…

And Emily, put it in the hands of the Lord, the righteous desires of your heart, pour out your heart to him, let him know what those righteous desires are and He will bless you even with those blessings…

Pour out your heart, it says.  We end where we began, with the heart-pouring-ness.

And so I did.

That’s when I began to dream again.


I am watching my little puppies play, secretly glad to have them back home, but also laughing at Rilke who looks so different since he finally got his first poodle cut.  He looks like a whole different dog!  Except he is CRAZY enough that I know it is him!

After I took my mother home yesterday, I had to stop halfway to get gas.  I sat there for a long time, texting some of my friends an essay that didn’t even make sense in English yet, because I was only getting the pieces as they came and needed the time to put them together.  They are the pieces I took with me to the Temple tonight.

Always, always, always bring pieces with you to the Temple.   I mean to say, that if you do pray every morning and every night, and if you do read your Scriptures every day, and take the bits of what you are learning with you to the Temple (often and regularly!), the Lord will put them together for you there at the Temple, and it is like watching a puzzle fall into place.  And the Spirit will tutor you and teach you what it means.

I promise.

So tonight, these were my pieces.

Because of something I learned while I was in Salt Lake City, I have been pondering “sheckinah”.  It is God’s “glory” or “presence” – think “pillar of light” and “pillar of cloud” that led Moses and the Israelites through the wilderness (see Exodus 13:21).

The Hebrew word “sheckinah” indicates not just that it is the presence of God, but that it is His dwelling space.  It is the space in which He dwells; it is the glory that surrounds Him, that is Him. It is something beyond what anyone like me is able to explain, but we are taught it “plainly” in the Scriptures.  The Hebrew word for “tabernacle” (Temple!) is a derivative of this same root as this “dwelling”, and what it explains and implies (a little more directly than implying) is that the closer you are to that presence, the more easily, readily, able you are to perceive God.  It is so hard to explain in English!  But in English-mormon words what it means in a way, is that the closer you are to that sheckinah, the more thin the veil is, and the more you are able to see and/or know and/or experience of who and what the Lord is.

We know the Temple is the Lord’s house, and that just like in the Old Testament, this is where that “sheckinah” is/rests/dwells/comes.  We know that we go there to see that Light, to bask in that Light, to embrace that Light, to soak that Light into ourselves.  We know that if we go and worship there, we are taught and tutored and transformed, so that we can become more like our Savior, and that we are then expected to take that Light with us out into the world and love and serve others as He did.

So this is something I have been thinking about and studying since I was in Salt Lake City and learned something there, and what I learned was in response to the original question of how am I supposed to be a light to the world?  How can I light up my tiny corner of planet earth, and maybe make the world better in some tiny way?  It seems so lofty and noble and fairy-tale-ish, and I am nobody, except we are called to do that very thing!  ACK!  So how do I?   This is the question that was answered to me in Salt Lake City, and those precious hours in Temples there did unfold layer after layer, like one of those old-school scrolls unrolling, ever expanding in showing and explaining.

That’s all well and good and amazing enough, but when I come back to the “real world” of Emily World, how do I put it into practice?

So I have been pondering this and studying this and asking this.

Then yesterday, when I was driving back from my mother’s, I was listening to cd’s of the 2009 October General Conference.  This was super special because that was my first General Conference!  So the words were familiar and warm, like a sweet smell – a gift to my digital ear that was not there a year ago.  The words did warm my heart-memory.

I was listening specifically to a talk by Elder Oaks (CLICK HERE TO READ IT), which you can watch here if you want:

He talked about God’s love and God’s commandment.  How grateful I am that these were some of my very first teachings!  What repentance is has wrought, what healing it has brought, and what miracles of transformation the Spirit has accomplished “line upon line”.

He spoke a bit about agency, and how Satan tries to destroy it.  Stealing our agency has always, consistently, from the beginning, been the plan of attack by Satan.  As I listened – ah, still a miracle to me, the listening – as I listened, my brain began to vibrate in that Spirit kind of way, when understanding pours into me and cross-references fly through the air like starlings.

What it made me think of some of Nibley’s talks and writings that I have been studying about the atonement.  I love Nibley, not just because of his depth or vast knowledge (what he knew personally was far more than what he shared – he was actually very private, and did not initiate the publications of his writings), but because of his curiosity.  He asked questions, followed it up, then asked more.  It’s how he learned.  Listening to talks of Nibley is the first time I have ever heard anyone SPEAK the way that I THINK.  I do not at all claim to be a Nibley, and I know nothing when he knew much.  But I mean it is a DELIGHT to me to have discovered someone who can demonstrate the process, and who testifies of the treasures found because of it.  It gives me comfort and courage and sends me on amazing trails of spirit-tutoring.

But here is the thing about his writings and talks about the atonement. Nibley consistently brings any discussion of “atonement” back to its original context in the Old Testament, which was in respect to the rites in the Tabernacle of Moses (see Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers).  Here we are talking about, in my own basic words and paraphrase, of how the sin was transferred onto the scapegoat and the scapegoat sent out AWAY from the camp, and how the lamb was slain to atone for their sins, the whole process of both telling the story of the creation, fall, and atonement while also enacting their role in it.  Significant, yes?

All of it pointing to our Savior, both in His sacrifice for them (us!) and His welcome of us back home.

But while His sacrifice (or the old testament lamb as a type pointing to the Savior) was for all, the welcome back home is conditional upon our choice to return home.

The father could not welcome home the prodigal son if the prodigal son never did the work of going home.

But when the son left that environment and those people and changed his ways and did the work of walking home and had the faith that his father would be there, then when he did return home – the father was indeed there waiting for him, and he did welcome him home.

He embraced him.

But he could not get to the embracing if he had not done all the work to get home.

Even though the embracing was made possible by the father, who was standing there waiting – expecting, even.

The son still had to do his part of CHOOSING to go home.

So I was thinking about how this is part of what happened to me before I was baptized.

I was thinking about how I thought I had sinned so much, was already so bad, and already was not forgiven, that somehow all that turned into me believing I could not be forgiven.  It turned in to me believing that I was already condemned.  So it no longer mattered to try.   If I was no longer welcome in God’s family, then God’s rules no longer applied to me. So nothing mattered, and I became more and more miserable as life got worse and worse.

That was a “cunning plan of the evil one“!

When Satan could make me think that I was condemned already, then what did anything else matter?  He made me think I was lost, so why would I try to be rescued?

He tried to take away my agency, so that I would not choose the Gospel.

So part of what getting baptized meant was saying out loud that the Lord could still rescue even me.  It was CHOOSING to let the atonement work on me and in me, and CHOOSING to be forgiven by the Lord.

This was my act of faith:  believing that the atonement was (is) big enough, perfect enough, complete enough to save EVEN ME.

That’s the difference between being a child and knowing Jesus was real… and being an adult who truly puts FAITH into who He is, what He did, and believing that it applies even to me.

And that is how I am “given much”.

Which means, “much will be required”.

So it comes full circle, from choosing NOT to let the atonement work, to actually letting it do what the Savior intended it to do – which is to cover my sins.

Which means I must “go and sin no more” (John 8:11, Alma 39:9; D&C 6:35, 24:2, 82:7).

So I know it is true when Alma says I am NOTHING.

And yet, the Savior has redeemed me.

Which means, I am redeemed because of the righteousness of my Redeemer, not because of anything I have done.

Righteousness is brought to pass by the Spirit telling me how to act.

So much that when I got baptized, and began to learn line upon line, and started choosing what the Spirit told me to choose, the other stuff (old stuff, bad stuff) began to disappear.

I could just let it go, because the Spirit told me what to hold on to.   It was the iron rod!  This holding fast to what was good meant that, by default, I was letting go of what was bad.

It is so simple!

When I began to choose, I was reclaiming my agency.  The illusions of the evil one fell away, and the Spirit could teach me clearly – distinctly – what was real.

The atonement did FREE me from that depraved state, so that I am now – indeed – FREE!  I am free to choose!  It was thinking about these very simple things that did help me to understand what it means when we read about being a slave to sin (see Romans 7:8-12), and I see how my sin did put me into bondage.  I see how I choose bondage by choosing sin.  I see what an awful bondage it was!

Even my whole family – in context of the family proclamation – as each of us failed our individual roles in being a family the way Heavenly Father designed – we were SCATTERED and each of us suffered our own bondage.   It is so true!  We could be our own disaster story in the Book of Mormon!

But this is now my joy: to be free to choose, and the more I choose Heavenly Father’s way, the more I am transformed.

So this is my agency (which goes back to the talk by Oaks):  I am free to choose to be in bondage, a slave, as miserable as Satan is…. or, free to choose the happiness that comes from being whom I was created to be, like my Heavenly Father, so that I get to be my true self (a divine daughter!), rather than always fighting against myself or being trapped in things not of my Father (and so thus not of myself, in the true sense).

Becoming like my Savior, so that I may learn who I am in my Father, that is what becomes me – what makes me BECOME – so that I am one integrated whole self, whole in truth, made perfect (complete).

I can choose to let the atonement cover what is not of God, so that the Spirit can sanctify me exponentially toward infinite progress, or I can choose to limit my progress and be miserable as Satan (who did not get to fulfill the measure of his creation).

My life is a gift from my Heavenly Father, and living it my way instead of His way is “unrighteous dominion”.

Or, I can be true to the source of me, from the One who gave me life, and NURTURE me into life beyond this embryo state.

The best “embryo” talk ever is the one by President Kimball.  He also said that KNOWING is not enough.

It has to be a DOING.

So what am I doing?

In considering this, I realize that if pre-mortality prepared me for mortality, then mortality prepares me for eternity.

We know that this life is the time to prepare to meet God.

Preparing to meet God takes me back to the prodigal son returning home.  It takes me back to the Temple.

It takes me, in a way that surprised me, back to the creation story.

When I think of “meet”, I think not only of the embrace of the prodigal son and his father, but also of Adam and Eve.  I think of Adam and Eve because I think of “helpmeet”, and remember that helpmeet means “a companion who is equal and necessary in full partnership”.

Then I realize why I think of Adam and Eve when I am thinking of the prodigal son being embraced by his father, for because the prodigal son is – in that very moment – restored to his place in the family.

This is what the atonement does for me; it restores me to my place in the family of my Father.

But anytime I think of Adam and Eve, I am reminded that I am not yet married and commanded to do so.  But in this context, it is less harsh for not yet having done so and more in preparation for teaching me why and how and for what purpose.

For because, we may know in our heads that husband and wife are companions who are equal and necessary in full partnership, but we know in our hearts that husbands and wives are very different!

But this takes me back to sheckinah, for because this is part of the answer to my question about how to be a “light”.

And if you know anything about light, you know that it is made up of two very different properties, yet one without the other does not explain light.  Light has both particles and waves!  Light needs both properties to be light, to function as light, to exist as light.  Even though they are nearly opposite properties, so much that they even work differently more than work together, it is in the together-ness that they make up light.

It is so very male and female, in an un-scientific kind of way, with one piece of the whole being the packets that go out (the priesthood, the power, the authority), and the other piece being waves (the emotion, the spirit-ness, the intuition).

But even more fascinating, is how – like light – we are commanded not just to keep the commandments, but to OBSERVE the keeping of the commandments.  Mathematically, scientifically, the act of observing changes the results.

Oh!  Look at this silly cartoon clip that explains it:

Know what other dimension requires an observer?


Time is only a measurement, which requires someone to do the measuring.  It is a measurement between events.  Time only exists when there is an outside observer who thinks they are inside, sort of like being in your own black hole.

The only reason this relates at all, in this long Emily World random writing, is because of the symbol of the circle in the square, of heaven meeting earth, reminds us of the second law of thermodynamics – except the sqaure moved out – which combined with what we know of light, if we were playing around with the math of it, gives the white hole to the black hole… excepting that white holes cannot exist because of the second law of thermodynamics… UNLESS you moved the square back over the circle, like the symbol of the Temple.

And that, not getting into nerdy wormhole science, creates this:

(That’s a National Science Foundation image.)

If you take out the science fiction, this is mathematically where and how a new universe would be born.  That’s why it is fascinating to us, because of the shape it creates, which is a symbol we have been given and has been interpreted even in the most ancient of art.  Even more so, the other shape it reveals.

So, that is what I want to share later, when it is the right time and place and there is someone who cares and is Nibley-curious enough to figure it out.

Here is the brand new 2010 image done by Andrew Hamilton (Colorado) and John Hawley (Virginia)… CLICK on the picture to see it move:

Now that is incredible, to input mathematical formulas into a computer and be able to get an image of a pillar of light, in a context that requires opposition and observation (implying agency) and in so doing makes creation possible.  Fascinating and familiar concept.

So this is what takes us back to sheckinah, and to Adam and Eve, so that not only is that the same as us, but also photons are always moving, but interactions with atomic scatters will cause them to either be delayed or advanced.  How is that not mortality?!  How is that not our work to climb the ladder?!

And we even see that in the diagram of the light itself:

Which, if you turned it up, would give the same DNA-spiral-staircase as the Jacob’s Ladder turned through ongoing repentance.  It’s lovely!

Also, photons can be absorbed by nuclei or molecules, which provokes nerve impulses (discovered by George Wald in 1958 as he worked with the retina).   This science-information is fascinating when considering the 1879 talk by Erastus Snow in which he said “the wonderful mechanism of the nervous system, through which the spirit makes its impressions upon the body…”

All of that to say that what I learned from the Oaks talk was about being judged not just based on what I do here, but also what I accomplish and who I become.  Judged not only for how I lived this life, but judged to determine what I qualify for in eternity… which means I must let the atonement work – not just in cleansing me from the past, but also in becoming something of my potential.

For example, while my mother was here, we watched a movie about Queen Victoria.  This is one thing my mother and I have always enjoyed together, my whole life, the study of the history of the royalty and especially the queens, with Queen Elizabeth always being one of my favorites (of course!).  But when I study these Queens, one thing that is evident is that everyone always knew whether the Queen would be good or bad by what kind of student they were as a child, and how willing they were to be taught, and how well they could channel their passions for the greater good.   They knew what kind of Queen she would be based on her own response to her family dynamics regardless of what they did, and how well she played with others.

Always, her wisdom was not measured by success, but her success was measured by wisdom (not the same as knowledge).  And her wisdom was measured by her ability to discern the true nature of things and respond accordingly, including how and when and from whom to accept help… as well as her ability to endure the experiences that developed that discernment.

The people always loved best the Queens who loved them well.

As we talked about in Institute, I was PREPARED in pre-mortality to succeed in mortality, prepared for what I needed to do here, for my role here.  In the same way, my mortal life does prepare me for what is to come – and how well I am prepared will determine how much of that I get to do, who I get to be.

I know it is basic LDS doctrine, and I am botching it all up trying to explain it from the perspective it came to me yesterday.  But you know better than I do, more than I do, and so do understand what I am trying to say.

Back to the sheckinah – because Moses had seen the Light, and knew the Glory (the process of that and how and what it teaches us is a different blog!).  Because he knew that Glory, he was also able to discern false lights and knew the difference.  He said, “Where is your glory” (Moses 1:12-15)… but he could say that because he knew the difference.

So we, I think, should work to learn the difference.

I need the atonement to be able to stand the Light.  It must cover me, so that I can know.  The more I seek the Light, then the more I can discern what is NOT the Light.  This protects me, but also helps me to become.

This is why I need mortality to learn that Light.

Always I must come back to it, through repentance, climbing ever upward through that spiral.

My “Marriage” Talk for 5th Sunday Combined Relief Society and Priesthood 3rd Hour

Today I “had” to give the 3rd hour talk for 5th Sunday combined Relief Society and Priesthood.

It was trippy because I got a blessing in Salt Lake City about teaching and Temple service, and I laughed (like Sarah!) because I do love the Temple but I am just a patron that goes and bothers them, but I do not know what to teach to anyone… so I was wondering how that was going to play out in my life.

And then I got a text from the Bishopric (since they can’t call me!  Doh!  They out-smarted me!) asking me to talk this Sunday.

So BAM, just like that, the Lord let know me that the teaching was going to start right away.

Also, I cried and cried.  Of course I did.  It’s what I do.   But I cried not because I was scared – I love my ward, and I would do my best, and so the Lord would make it into something or not, so what else could I do about it? – but I cried because it was a moment of the Lord saying to me, “I trust you. Do this.”

That is enough to humble a person.

And I cried and cried, for because what complete redemption this is, that the Lord would trust me with a tiny task, for because without the atonement I was not worthy of His trust.  So this experience was very healing to me, very huge in a personal way of being trusted.  It is a miracle of the atonement, I think, and I see how it makes sense that after nine months of missionary discussions a girl would get baptized, and then spend a year repenting and restitution-ing and immersing in Scriptures, and then get endowed, and then be given a turn to act like a grown-up and teaching a tiny something of what you know.

To whom much is given, much will be required.

And the atonement has healed so much, and I am in awe of what the Spirit can do.

It was also interesting that the topic given me was “Marriage”, with some specific items to include (directly and frankly but delicately and appropriately), so that it was another experience of integrating me into one united whole of Emily-ness, as my professional life and experience was able to offer something of use to my awesomesauce ward full of people that are my brand new friends, but that I love with all my heart.

So yes, a week of fasting and praying and two trips to the Temple for editing and learning, and then finally today:  the big talk.  I hope that it went okay, and several people asked for notes from the talk and some of the references, so I will share it all here in case that is helpful (with added stick figures in honor of Sherry and Lynn):

For a free copy of the Family Proclamation, CLICK HERE.

This is my copy of the Family Proclamation.  It looks like this because it took me that long to memorize it.

After the introductory paragraph, the very first line says All human beings – male and female – are created in the image of God.  We forget this because we think we already know it.  We learn it as preschoolers, but then as we grow up, we forget to apply it.  So I like that we are reminded of this first, because it absolutely affects how we interact with our spouses.

Classic example is Moses 5:10&11

 10 And in that day Adam blessed God and was filled, and began to prophesy concerning all the families of the earth, saying: Blessed be the name of God, for because of my transgression my eyes are opened, and in this life I shall have joy, and again in the flesh I shall see God.

  11 And Eve, his wife, heard all these things and was glad, [did not ridicule or mock or complain] saying: Were it not for our transgression we never should have had seed, and never should have known good and evil, and the joy of our redemption, and the eternal life which God giveth unto all the obedient.

[Adam wasn’t wrong; Eve just added perspective – exactly the pattern Relief Society can give Priesthood, and wives to husbands, when we are all working in the proper order of things with the attitude of the Spirit and not just “attitude”]

The Family Proclamation goes on to remind us that each has a divine nature and destiny, which reminds us that of us have a divine nature.  Each of us born into bodies to experience this life can have the knowledge that previously (premortally) we did something right – we learned enough to get this opportunity.  This reminds us that even your spouse, on the very worst day, on the very hardest day, your spouse is still a child of God.  This gives us an eternal perspective with which we can see our spouse; it provides a way to find the good.  Keep looking.  It is in there.  There is good in your spouse.  Find it.

The next paragraph starts out with In the premortal realm, spirit sons and daughters knew and worshipped God as their Eternal Father and accepted His plan…. again, this means, part of every spouse (because we ourselves, are “perfect”, right?  only our spouse has problems?), part of every spouse – some part within them, is of God and knows the plan.  This gives hope to those who did not marry in the covenant and so now finds themselves with a non-member spouse, and it gives comfort and courage to those who married in the covenant but their spouse is not keeping the covenants.  This helps because it reminds us that everyone born on the Earth did, at some time in the past (premortally), know what the plan is – and did accept it at that time!  Now, on earth, this side of the veil, they may not remember, but we have what that does lead us to it?  (LIGHT OF CHRIST!)  So even if they are not of the covenant, they do have the Light of Christ within them, to which you can appeal to based on principles even without using church words.

The next paragraph is about the potential for parenthood between husband and wife.  We need to talk very seriously about sexual relations.  The Lord has set the bounds for sexual relations, and we make covenants to stay within those bounds.

In my office, I often see the confusion that people think these bounds simply mean not having sexual relations with someone who is not their spouse. But it means so much more than that.  It means doing the work – sacred powers of procreation are to be employedthat leads up to sexual relations, so that it is a natural result of attentiveness and communication already established.

Often in my office I see two extremes:  I see times when a spouse is FORCING sexual relations – which is not only stealing, but even in marriage that is called rape, and it is illegal.  I also see times when a spouse REFUSES sexual relations.  Now, there are times because of physical or emotional or other issues when it is okay to say no.  I am not talking about that.  I am talking about those who refuse sexual relations in order to AVOID the emotional obligations.  That is also stealing.

We need to be kind and considerate, always giving and always developing into each other.  We need to follow the pattern Heavenly Father has set for us:  the Lord is always there, always ready, always INVITING us – we should also be inviting and welcoming to our spouse.  We need to constantly be wooing the other, and loving them well.  We need to still be dating in some way.

The bottom of the first column reminds us again of this teamwork approach to family life.  It says Husband AND wife have a solemn responsibility to love and care for each other and their children.

Both husbands and wives are responsible for LOVING and CARING for EACH OTHER and the CHILDREN.

Both spouses need to be nice to each other, love each other, and take care of each other.

Both spouses need to be helping with the children.  Husbands, you helped bring them here.  They are your responsibility, too.

Both spouses need to be helping with housework.  Both of you are the grown-ups that live in that house, and both need to help with the cleaning and maintenance of it.

It doesn’t mean there are not preferences for your family, and the Family Proclamation talks specifically about being flexible and adapting to your family’s individual needs.  And each spouse has a specific role and purpose.  But under that, no one spouse should be entirely responsible for anything – we need to work together on everything.

Failing to fulfill family responsibilities most often comes in the form of one or both parents being too often absent from the home, husband and father blessings not being given, spouses and parents too distracted for eye contact and talking time, and lack of appropriate touch.  We know that families that do not spend time together with mothers and fathers present often have children acting out in ways that seek that attentiveness and emotional response in ways that are destructive to them.  What we forget is that how we interact today affects who we become tomorrow.  The tone of our response to our spouse today affects our marriage six months from now.  Even in the most recent General Conference, we were told that we should be creating now who we want our children to be five years from now, by spending time with them now in order to teach them now what they need to know five years from now – that advice, by the way, is built on a talk given back in 1981 that said the same thing.  So we are responsible to already know it, and are being reminded of it again – which means we are not doing it.

Parents exercise unrighteous dominion by giving children overbearing or out of proportion consequences.  Parents also fail to fulfill obligations when not giving any consequences.  Parents follow the plan of Satan, which was to remove agency, when trying to force children to “obey” by making them do what is wanted through physical force or intimidation or threats or fear, instead of giving them options and letting them experience the natural consequences of their choices.

Then it says, to remind us again, that while we do this, it should be in the LOVE and RIGHTEOUSNESS.

That means no unrighteous dominion.  The husband should be PRESIDING, which is helping each person function to full capacity in their role.  It is helping them and supporting them as they become who they need to be.  It is not forcing obedience (removes agency, and that is Satan’s plan, not Heavenly Father’s plan), and it is not sitting back and doing nothing while everyone else does all the work.  Families are hard work, and we have to work together as we develop them.

The next paragraph talks again about fidelity in marriage – COMPLETE fidelity, it says.  This is again about more than just being only married to your one spouse.  This is also about things like pornography, which is the only non-doctrine topic that is mentioned in every session of every General Conference.

I see in my office two big things that pornography does that helps me understand why it is such a tool of Satan.

First, it separates the husband and wife – it isolates them from each other.

Secondly, it makes a person like Satan, in that their  body no longer functions as it was made to function.  This is what Satan wants, for we were gifted with bodies and he was not.  He wants us as miserable as he is.

This paragraph then leads into the beautiful words that describe what makes successful families.  I love these words so much that I put them above my fireplace.  It was funny that the people who helped me with them forgot the word “work” in the list, but my mother says that is okay because all the other words ARE such hard work!   The words:  faith, prayer, repentance, forgiveness, respect, love, compassion, work, and wholesome recreational activities (play).  Notice how love doesn’t even come until the middle – girls and boys have different views of love, right?  So we have lots of work to be able to understand each other and what love means.  Notice also that love doesn’t come until AFTER repentance, forgiveness, and respect.

Then it says again, that fathers are to PRESIDE – this means present to function as a preside-er (research on absent father shows problems in teenage years for girls and boys – higher risk for teen pregnancy and drug use).  It means to love, and to show appropriate affection and touch.

Ladies, it says mothers are primarily responsible for the NURTURE of children.  This means eye contact, one on one time, and hugs.  I see often in my office where moms were great with the babies, survived the toddler stage, and enjoyed the childhood stage, but then just stop when their children become teenagers.  They don’t know what to do or how to interact with them, talk with them, or touch them.  Our teenagers are hungry for this, and need this – the will find it somewhere, and it is better if they find it with you.

This applies to those without children, or grown children, or unmarried as well.  I can love the children of my friends, play with the children in my life, find ways to be good and kind to them – this is my responsibility even as a member of our ward.  It is how even I can be a “Mother of Israel”.

And then, once more, just in case we missed it all those other times, it says once more that In these sacred responsibilities, fathers and mothers are obligated to help one another as equal partners.  We have to work together.  We must.  That’s the way the plan is set up.

It looks like a triangle:

Here is how it works:

If you are both INDIVIDUALLY working to become more like Heavenly Father, you will – naturally – grow closer to each other.

So if this is what we are taught, let’s look at a specific example.

Alma 18 gives the back drop for King Lamoni and his Queen.

We read about how King Lamoni was a really bad guy for a really long time.  Genius, absolutely brilliant, but a bad guy.  He did terrible things.  Ammon shows up to preach the Gospel, and after being a stubborn head like myself, King Lamoni finally GETS IT, and collapses as if he is dead because he is so overcome by the Spirit.  In the last verse of chapter 18, we read how the Queen – who was told the King was dead – stayed with his body for two days and two nights, mourning him as was the custom.

This shows us that regardless of the terrible things he had done, she honored him – for the position he held – by paying proper respects according to their culture.

But it also says she “greatly lamented his loss”, which shows a love for the person he was beyond the bad behaviors he was famous for all those years.

Then, in chapter 19

  1 And it came to pass that after two days and two nights they were about to take his body and lay it in a sepulchre, which they had made for the purpose of burying their dead.
  2 Now the queen having heard of the fame of Ammon, therefore she sent and desired that he should come in unto her.

She refused to give up.  She refused to be hopeless. Something in her was determined to survive.  Something in her knew how to find LIFE again, and that same something told her that she could find it with the Prophet. What is that in her that wants to know? (LIGHT OF CHRIST)

  3 And it came to pass that Ammon did as he was commanded, and went in unto the queen, and desired to know what she would that he should do.
  4 And she said unto him: The servants of my husband have made it known unto me that thou art a prophet of a holy God, and that thou hast power to do many mighty works in his name;

She demonstrated knowledge.  She had already been responsive enough that something in her was stirred up enough to begin understanding.  This asking for help, the sending for the prophet, was her act of faith – it was her EXPERIMENTING to see if it was true.  This was her taking the first missionary challenge, and trying out in FAITH to see for herself if it was true.

  5 Therefore, if this is the case, I would that ye should go in and see my husband, for he has been laid upon his bed for the space of two days and two nights; and some say that he is not dead, but others say that he is dead and that he stinketh, and that he ought to be placed in the sepulchre; but as for myself, to me he doth not stink.

Everyone else said “he stinks”.  Love it!  All her friends were being rude, all the fancy people were saying he wasn’t good enough, and all the in-laws were pointing out what a mess he was.  Everyone around her was kind enough to remind her, probably repeatedly, of all the things that were wrong with him.  All the people made sure to list all the things they hated about him, pointed out everything he did wrong, and reminded her of his horrible past.  People high enough in ranking to be giving the Queen herself were saying, “Really, get rid of him.  Bury him.  Cut him loose.”

But she said, “to me, he does not stink.”

She did not let the pressure of others interfere with her relationship with her husband, and she remained loyal to him despite the very dire circumstances.

  6 Now, this was what Ammon desired, for he knew that king Lamoni was under the power of God; he knew that the dark veil of unbelief was being cast away from his mind, and the light which did light up his mind, which was the light of the glory of God, which was a marvelous light of his goodness—yea, this light had infused such joy into his soul, the cloud of darkness having been dispelled, and that the light of everlasting life was lit up in his soul, yea, he knew that this had overcome his natural frame, and he was carried away in God—

  7 Therefore, what the queen desired of him was his only desire. Therefore, he went in to see the king according as the queen had desired him; and he saw the king, and he knew that he was not dead.

The prophet knew what was going on.  He knew the queen’s act of faith counted as OBEDIENCE because it was in line – in tune – with the will of God.

Because she was acting in faith, and because she was obedient by doing so, the prophet was able to respond to her request and do what she had asked.

  8 And he said unto the queen: He is not dead, but he sleepeth in God, and on the morrow he shall rise again; therefore bury him not.

Acting in his role, Ammon went to check the scene.  There’s yellow tape everywhere, the news crews are filming live, and it’s already been posted on Facebook.

But because the Queen had acted in faith, and in that way had been obedient, the prophet was able to give her specific direction about what was going to happen, and specific instruction about what to do and what not to do.

This gave her comfort and hope, which was a blessing in response to her obedience and faithfulness.

  9 And Ammon said unto her: Believest thou this? And she said unto him: I have had no witness save thy word, and the word of our servants; nevertheless I believe that it shall be according as thou hast said.

That is faith!  Anytime I exercise faith, the immediate blessing is an increased capacity to act in faith!

Even if other blessings come later in the Lord’s timing, the increased capacity for even greater faith is always a blessing that comes immediately in response to faithful obedience.

 10 And Ammon said unto her: Blessed art thou because of thy exceeding faith; I say unto thee, woman, there has not been such great faith among all the people of the Nephites.

This is incredible.  Her faith is so strong here that she gets a blessing because of having demonstrated it, just like that.  And what a powerful blessing, for because “blessed art thou” is a blessing regarding her state of being.  She is blessed.  Period.  It just is.


It is a statement of fact, she is blessed, and a statement of promise as far as what future blessings will come to her because of being in that state – it implies a present progressive connotation.

Note also the parallel poetic device, classic to ancient scripture, TO HER – EXCEEDING FAITH – WOMAN – GREAT FAITH.  Beautiful.

  11 And it came to pass that she watched over the bed of her husband, from that time even until that time on the morrow which Ammon had appointed that he should rise.

She now has the increased capacity to act in faith, so that she is able to continue to be obedient.  She believes in Ammon’s words, and behaves in a way that demonstrates what she believes.  He said he would wake up tomorrow, and so she stays by his side until tomorrow.

After all the terrible things he had done, and despite all the horrible things people knew and said about it, she remained true and faithful.

Look how she is blessed for this act of faith, for this diligent obedience that becomes an act of service, a demonstration of devotion:

  12 And it came to pass that he arose, according to the words of Ammon; and as he arose, he stretched forth his hand unto the woman, and said: Blessed be the name of God, and blessed art thou.

When her husband, who was probably not that much fun to live with before, not if he was that much of a mess even publicly, when he awoke, the first thing he did was reach out to his wife.

That’s enough to make a girl cry.

What girl doesn’t want to be appreciated, to be noticed, to be thanked?

Wives sacrifice their very lives – physically and literally – to support husbands and raise children.  They do it because it is the right thing, but what healing and strength and softening comes when the husbands do directly and sweetly thank them for their sacrifices!

And look how his transformation, his sanctification by the Spirit moves him to the place where he should be – doing the things priesthood holders should be doing: giving his wife a blessing

What comfort and strength is given, and what tender love is built, when husbands and fathers give their wives and children blessings regularly and often.

This is the miracle of the atonement.

  13 For as sure as thou livest, behold, I have seen my Redeemer; and he shall come forth, and be born of a woman, and he shall redeem all mankind who believe on his name. Now, when he had said these words, his heart was swollen within him, and he sunk again with joy; and the queen also sunk down, being overpowered by the Spirit.

  14 Now Ammon seeing the Spirit of the Lord poured out according to his prayers upon the Lamanites, his brethren, who had been the cause of so much mourning among the Nephites, or among all the people of God because of their iniquities and their traditions, he fell upon his knees, and began to pour out his soul in prayer and thanksgiving to God for what he had done for his brethren; and he was also overpowered with joy; and thus they all three had sunk to the earth.

So now the conversion of the King has helped convert the Queen, also.

Because the King has moved into the place where the Lord means him to be, because he has stepped up to the plate, because he repented with his whole being, and because he acted in faith and obedience as he prayed and thanked God, because of this his wife was also overcome with joy.

MEN – You want a happy wife?  Fall on your knees and pour out your heart to God in repentance.  Thank God for your family, and in this way learn to love them.  That is what will make your wife happy.

WOMEN – You want a happy husband who is warm and caring, sweet and attentive?  Forgive as this queen did.  Forgive regardless of whether he has asked for it, begged for it, or earned it.  If this feels hard to you, spend some time in D&C 64.

Everybody needs to be looking for good things, noticing good things, praising progress, and encouraging the smallest of efforts.  That would be more productive than condemning failures and making each other feel miserable.

29 And it came to pass that she went and took the queen by the hand, that perhaps she might raise her from the ground; and as soon as she touched her hand she arose and stood upon her feet, and cried with a loud voice, saying: O blessed Jesus, who has saved me from an awful hell! O blessed God, have mercy on this people!

These verses are poetic parallels to verses 12 and 13.

They are added here for emphasis, to show how the cycle repeats itself for even deeper conversion, more complete repentance, and more full joy.   This upward circular pattern is what lifts them up both physically and spiritually.Look also how this parallels with their neighbors after Aaron has gone there to convert them – look in Alma 23:6 and 7.

They NEVER fell away BECAUSE they became a RIGHTEOUS people!   And it defines what made them as a people (family!) righteous.

  1. They laid down their weapons of rebellion (any marriage weapons need laying down?)
  2. They did not fight against God.
  3. They did not fight against each other.

Then if you look down in verse 16 and 18, you see the depth of conversion and what happened as a natural result of it.  They were so changed that they were given a new name – feel familiar?  That is always the pattern of covenant making – Abram to Abraham, Jacob to Israel, (Revelation 2:17).

As a result of becoming this NEW people to the very depths of their being, they became “industrious and friendly”.


But how did they do it?

They OPENED A CORRESPONDENCE and the curse of God no more followed them.

They had to start talking to each other!

President Joseph Fielding Smith said, “I think that (couples) should be willing, even at this day, and in the present condition of things, to enter the sacred bonds of marriage together and fight their way together to success, meet their obstacles and their difficulties, and cleave together to success, and cooperate in their temporal affairs, so that they shall succeed.  Then they will learn to love one another better, and will be more united throughout their lives, and the Lord will bless them more abundantly.”

Satan has many forms of attack, but they all follow the same pattern as from the beginning.  He attacks in the same way he has always attacked: by removing agency.  In our culture, he is most successful at removing our agency in two ways: by distracting us and by putting us to sleep.  He likes us busy so that we do not pay attention, so that we do not notice, so that we do not appreciate. He likes us in front of the television so that we do not see visions.  He likes us with loud music so we cannot hear the soft whispers of the Spirit.  He likes us lost in videogames so that we are not learning how to communicate with our spouse, how to talk with our children, or how to constantly pray with our Father.  He likes us on the computer, so that hours pass by without us noticing.  He likes us apathetic and uncaring, for that is the opposite of love, and it is far more damaging and destructive than hate.

Satan has other tricks up his sleeve as well.  He likes us abusing the gift of pain medication so that we are asleep, cranky, and making impulsive decisions in a moment that have forever consequences.  He likes us addicted to substances like alcohol and energy drinks and television and technology and jobs, and so that we have an ever increasing dependence on those things which stop us from thinking and from interacting within the bounds the Lord has set.  Satan likes us ashamed instead of convicted, so that we do not ask for help.  He likes us unhealthy and unwell, so that we cannot think clearly or make good choices.  All of these serve the same purpose of removing our agency and thus enslaving us.  He wants us as miserable as He is.

He tries to use our differences against us, instead of us uniting to complement each other.  All people have their own layers to their own line-upon-lines.  One may be more ready to live the Word of Wisdom more specifically, while another may be more ready to keep the Sabbath Day holy with more depth and consistency.  You must respect the place your spouse is in, where they are on the ladder, and help them up rather than knocking them off completely.  Gently allow them to take their steps of progress instead of punishing them for not being where you are.  If you ridicule the lower place on the ladder where your spouse is, that they are not as high as you, you may be surprised to realize that your high place of mocking is in that great and spacious building, while your “lesser” spouse is at least ON the ladder, holding faithfully to the rod even if not yet progressed to the tree.

It is important to discuss and work through mistakes, both little things and more serious matters.  Forgiving does not mean ignoring, nor does it mean acceptance of unhealthy or negative behaviors from another.  Despite the actions of others, we are never asked to play the victim or enable wrong behavior.  Be careful what you are enabling and encouraging.  While someone else abusing you is not your fault, there are lines of safety that is your responsibility to draw and to seek help in enforcing.  Nothing about the gospel plan is about being “stuck”.  Always, the gospel is a plan of action, and always there is an escape – a way to develop new skills, a way to become more like Heavenly Father, a way to do something new to make positive changes.

It is important to remember that you cannot change other people.  You can only change yourself.  Others have the right to agency, and need the opportunity to exercise their own experience of line upon line.  This means when your spouse may very well choose poorly. In those times you are called to forgive without judging.  The atonement has the ability to work in the lives of others in miraculous ways.  Going to the Temple regularly and often provides protection, provision, and blessings for your family that are both temporal and spiritual.  The promises of obedience to Temple attendance is a GATHERING of your family; if you want to unite your family, heal your family, lead your family in the way of Christ, then you must go to the Temple.

It is the making and keeping of Temple covenants that establish and maintain a marriage.  Elder Kofford said of difficult trials in marriages:  “through it all, three things have been very clear to all of us who stand ahead of you in the line of marriage: we made a commitment to God, we made a commitment to each other, and we will keep those commitments.”

It’s not up for debate.  There’s no question about what is required of us.

He continues, “One thing I can tell you with absolute certainty: whenever there is a difficulty between a husband and wife in their marriage relationship that is serious enough to threaten that relationship, one or the other (or both) is not living the gospel of Jesus Christ.  That means that one or both of the marriage partners are not keeping the covenants, commitments, and promises they made at the altar of the Temple.  If you love God enough and follow His teachings, everything else will work out just fine and you will be blessed to find solutions… A home is not a home in the eye of the gospel, unless there dwell perfect confidence and love between the husband and wife.  Home is a place of order, love, union, rest, confidence, and absolute trust…  One in which the father is devoted ot the family with which God has blessed him, counting them of first importance, and in which they in turn permit him to live in their hearts.  One in which there is confidence, union, love, sacred devotion between father and mother and children and parents.  One in which the mother takes every pleasure in their children  supported by the father – all being moral, pure, and God-fearing.  Parents… should love and respect each other, and treat each other with respectful decorum and kindly regard, all the time.  The husband should treat his wife with the utmost courtesy and respect.  The husband should never insult her; he should never speak slightly of her, but should always hold her in the highest esteem in the home, in the presence of their children.  The wife also should treat her husband with the greatest respect and courtesy…. and she should live and conduct herself at home so the home will be the most joyous, the most blessed place on earth to her husband… Nothing should be permitted to come in between you – father and mother, husband and wife; there never should be a shade of difference of feeling; there never should be a thing permitted to come between you and estrange you one from another; you should not allow it.  This is essential to your welfare and happiness and to the union that should exist in your home. We all have our weaknesses and failings… But… is not forgiveness better?  Is not love better?  Isn’t that better?  Isn’t it better not to speak of faults, not to magnify weaknesses by reiterating them?  Is it not better to drop them and say nothing about them – bury them and speak only of the good that you know and feel, one for another, and thus bury each others’ faults and not magnify them; isn’t that better?”

 8 My disciples, in days of old, sought occasion against one another and forgave not one another in their hearts; and for this evil they were afflicted and sorely chastened.

  9 Wherefore, I say unto you, that ye ought to forgive one another; for he that forgiveth not his brother his trespasses standeth condemned before the Lord; for there remaineth in him the greater sin.

  10 I, the Lord, will forgive whom I will forgive, but of you it is required to forgive all men.

The Miracle of Forgiveness, President Kimball discusses these verses and then adds – in the context of husbands and wives forgiving each other – that “unless a person forgives his brother his trespasses WITH ALL HIS HEART he is unfit to partake of the sacrament”. 1 Cor. 11:29-30

Then he goes on by sharing an example of a letter he wrote to someone who had complained about marriage problems (p. 270):

I do know that two people as seemingly intelligent and apparently mature as you two, could have a gloriously happy life, if both of you would begin to let your concerns run in favor of the other, instead of in favor of your selfish selves.

The escapist never escapes.  If two people, selfish and self-centered, and without the spirit of forgiveness, escape from each other, they cannot escape from themselves.  The disease is not cured by the separation or the divorce, and it will most assuredly follow along in the wake of future marriages.  The CAUSE must be removed.<

Perhaps you have thought that your home was the one home that was frustrated with problems.  You should know that most couples have misunderstandings but many solve their problems instead of permitting their problems to crush them.  Many wives have shed bitter tears, and many husbands have lain sleepless hours, but thanks be to the Lord that great numbers of these folks have been smart enough to solve their difficulties.

Now, my beloved friends,… the matter is in your hands – you may do as you please, but I warn you that the trouble is deeper than you realize, and not easily resolved by divorce.  And I warn you also that, either separated or living together, you will be damaged and cankered and poisoned and dwarfed by bitterness and hatreds and loathings.  THE FIRST NEED IS TO MASTER YOURSELVES.

The good news is that these problems can be healed through the power of the atonement, but only by completing the very specific steps of repentance.  Repentance enables us to turn back toward God, firmly established in the path He has laid out for us.  As we walk this path, a humble and repentant people, we again move upward as we move forward.

President Kimball also said:  “The married life must be affectionate and kindly and selfless…  Marriage presupposes total allegiance and total fidelity.   Each spouse takes the partner with the understanding that he or she gives self totally to the spouse – all the heart, strength, loyalty, honor, and affection with all dignity.  Those who claim their love is dead should return home with all their loyalty, fidelity, honor, cleanness, and the love which has become embers will flare up with scintillating flame again.  If love wanes or dies, it is often infidelity of thought or act which gave the lethal potion.  I plead with all people bound by marriage vows and covenants to make that marriage holy, keep it fresh, express affection meaningfully, and sincerely, and often…”

Look back at the example of King Lamoni and his Queen, and how they lead us through the process of repentance so that we were climbing the upward spiral of a staircase, like at the Temple – famous at Nauvoo and Salt Lake City.

What happens is that patients come to my office with their marriage in crisis, thinking they are “hanging by a thread”.  They and their spouse are strangers, so that they now live in TWO lone and dreary worlds:

Except that we know we are never hopeless, and we have a path provided to us.

So maybe for us, since we are members of the Church with the full gospel, it is more like a tightrope instead of hanging by a thread.

Except, we do not have to be afraid, for because we have the atonement.  It is the work of the atonement that makes it all possible, that turns our rope into a bridge from here to there.

And, if we have a spouse who is ALSO doing their individual work to develop their individual relationship with Heavenly Father, so that we are also growing close together, then I don’t have to be only on my own tightrope.  We have two ropes:

And still then, even on the hardest of days of trying to walk the path together, we are not alone.

We have the examples of heavenly parents.  Their support is like two handrails.

Except still, we need planks to walk on.  We need something to which we can firmly and boldy plant our feet.  We need something strong enough to hold us as we move forward.  Always, over and over again, we are repeatedly told to do these basic things both individually and together as families.  Elder Kofford of the Seventy said that reading, meditating, and studying the Scriptures on a regular basis is not only about learning new things, but also about “refining your spirit”.  This is sanctification, the process that increases our spiritual capacity and transforms us to be more like our Heavenly Father.  Yet it is most often these simple things that we neglect – and without them, we have no planks on which to step to move forward.  

These are our spiritual habits, both individually and as families:

Sacrament attaches our bridge to the atonement, so that our whole way is made safe.

Prayer is the safety harness that guides each step.

Family Home Evening is the spacer that makes each plank close enough together that even our children can cross.

Tithing “enrolls our names”, and so attaches our rope to our heavenly parents – tithing is the supporting beams of the handrails of our bridge.

The Word of Wisdom keeps our planks clear and clean, so that our path is not slippery.

The Law of Chastity keeps ON the bridge.

Home teaching and visiting teaching are the bolts that connect our planks in place.

But, the most amazing piece is the Temple – the Temple is what LIFTS our bridge up toward Heaven, so that it is not a bridge we are climbing, but a ladder… it is what separates our church from all others.  The Temple is what defines us as a covenant people, so that we are not just trying to survive and walk across to the next day… we are are climbing UP, on Jacob’s Ladder.

Yes – Jacob’s Ladder, and as one of my favorite BYU professor Skinner would say, this is how the process of being faithful in those simple, daily spiritual habits becomes the very process by which we keep our covenants.  Elder Wondra, of the Seventy, took it even further, talking about how even our very struggles, the deepest pains of our hearts, become the line-upon-lines through which we climb to God.  He said, “…we learn to trust in the love of God, even if we might feel God has forsaken us—for when we overcome through faith, these bitter and sorrowful moments in our lives can become like steps on Jacob’s ladder, leading us into the heavenly presence of God.”

The good thing about knowing well the blueprints of the Lord, which means developing those individual spiritual habits and going to the Temple often, is that then we know what our bridge should look like, and how it helps us climb the ladder.  When we understand that, we are able to tell what is not right and where a marriage needs correction, instruction, or direction.

But here is what is amazing.

Go back to King Lamoni and his Queen.

That ladder is always curving, always curving as they climb up, for because repentance is continuing, is always necessary.  We are constantly called to repentance, so that our upward climb becomes that spiral of a staircase.

Know what else looks just like that?

Our DNA:

So the science, the math, the doctrine, the stories, the family, the examples… it all teaches the same principles.

By the atonement it is possible, we are sanctified through the journey, and the purpose is fulfilling our very divine nature and destiny as and for which we were created!

When we are not living the gospel, we are missing handrails and missing planks, and it is dangerous and scary.  You should be concerned.  You should be frustrated and angry and not wanting to walk across such a rickety bridge or tiptoe across such a slippery rope.  Your feelings are legitimate and accurate, holding important information that will work like a warning sign to get your attention.

BUT – your feelings are not facts!  They hold information – critical information – but they are not reality.  Reality comes not from your feelings, but from the choices you make in response to those feelings.  You create your reality by your behaviors and choices.  Feelings just hold information about the status and quality of the consequences of those choices.

So yes, if all is not well, you should feel bad.

But don’t get stuck there.  Do something about it.

Agency gives you the choices:

You can choose to jump.  You can choose to risk walking across as is.  You can refuse to move forward and stay stuck.  But none of those choices have anything to do with the plan of happiness.

The plan of happiness is the choice to live the Gospel.  Living the gospel means that the more you learn about your heavenly parents, the stronger the handrails on your bridge.  It means that each day you pray and each day you study your scriptures – both individually and together – you are adding planks to your bridge that you and your family can safely walk across.  It means that every trip to the Temple blesses your own family as much as it does bless those who have already died (the Temple is NOT *only* for dead people!), and that as you are blessed, it lifts you up so that you are not just progressing, but progress upward.  It means that as you continue the process of repentance, your forward progress is a spiral progress that moves you upward.

I testify that Heavenly Father has given us the promise that if a husband and wife will do the work to grow closer to Him as individuals, they will grow closer to each other in their marriage.  I testify that the Lord’s blessings are reserved for those who keep His commandments.  I testify that His love is extended to all, and that He gives opportunity for all to become obedient.  He loves us and wants us to repent and return to Him.  I promise that we will receive His blessings as we are faithful in doing so.

In the name of Jesus Christ, AMEN.

NOTE:  My footnotes did not transfer from the document, so I am sorry they are not attached to specific places, but here is the list of them if there are any you want to look anything up.  I have added links where I could to help make it easier – click and enjoy!

1D&C 132:3

14 Hymns of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, #292, “O My Father”.
19 Harold B. Lee, The Teachings of Harold B. Lee, ed. Clyde G. Williams.  1996, 256-257.
24 Spencer W. Kimball.  The Miracle of Forgiveness. Bookcraft: Salt Lake City, 1969.
25  “Marriage in the Lord’s Way”, part two, LDS Ensign magazine, 1998, by Elder Cree-L Kofford

One Year Celebration

I woke up crying.

Seriously, I don’t know how much more I can cry!

I woke up crying, remembering the day of my baptism.

I remember waking up that day, seeing my white skirt and shirt hanging in the doorway, the morning sunlight dancing on the fabric.

I remember realizing, that for the first time, I was no longer afraid to do this.

I remember realizing, that there was some part of me that I did not yet understand, but that was clearly and significantly “waking up” inside of me.  I remember feeling that somehow my life had gone “tesseract”.  Remember that, from “A Wrinkle in Time”?

Do you remember the picture in the book?  In the book, she explains the concept like an ant walking on a string:

And then explains the “wrinkle in time” as if the ant kept walking, but you brought the two ends of the string together:

It was as if there was some part of me, from long ago, and some part of me on that day of baptism at opposite ends of a string.    The day I got baptized, it was as if those two points were brought together, creating a new timeline and leaving the mess I made of things hanging below in the loop that was “skipped”.  Now I think it was the atonement that just snipped off the loop all together.

And so the last year has been about learning to walk straight across, and not try to go back down on the loop – which is why it is so danger to “look back”, for because the atonement snipped the loop off!  Which means I would fall, and then I would be a very squashed ant.

It took me all year to realize the loop had been snipped off, that it was done and settled and I could just “move forward”, and to start doing so without fear.

And now, this morning, I woke remembering the day of my baptism.  I remember the smell of the air, and how the sun shone so bright.  I remember how nervous I was, as if my whole body was vibrating.  I remember how every person that shook my hand shot power into me, like a one-up on old-school Mario.  I remember how their smiles and hugs melted me, strengthened me, comforted me.

I remember where I parked at TOES, and which cars were already there.

I remember having my pile of little thank you notes I wanted to deliver, but was scared I wouldn’t get the right ones to the right people because I didn’t know anyone’s names.

I remember the tender look on President Merckley’s face, and the smile his wife gave me, and how I in that moment, I was no longer nervous.  I was ready.

I remember thinking it was weird people wanted to take pictures of me and Jon in our jumpsuits, but how later I was glad they did.

I remember where we all sat in the room, and I remember being in awe that so many people would come to my baptism when they didn’t even know me.  I remember realizing that for nine months, they had been my friends, and that it was their love that had brought me to that day.  Now I cry again to look back in the last year, and the moments we have shared, and the love I feel for every person who was in the room that day.

I remember how Cassie cried when she gave her talk, and I remember the words she said.

I remember my feet being cold while I waited through the talks to go back to the bathroom to step into the font.

I remember being much relieved to feel the warm water when I walked into the font.

I remember being terrified and not knowing how to be baptized (this was before a year’s worth of a gazabillion baptisms every week at the Temple!  HA!), but how the moment I felt Jon’s hand reach up and help me down the stairs, that I knew it was like dance, and if I just “followed”, it would be okay.

I remember where everyone stood on the other side of the glass, and where each child sat.

I remember how Sherrolyn kneeled next to me, on the other side of the glass, to terp that moment to be sure I did not miss anything.

I remember them telling me at the last minute that if I didn’t go all the way under, they would have to do it again… and hoping that Jon didn’t try to drown me just to be sure.

I remember the feel of Jon’s hand on my back, and his gentle placing of my hands in position on his arm.

I remember the eternal moment just before he began, when it seemed I could not breathe.

I remember looking to Sherrolyn to see her terp Jon’s words, but only seeing the tears falling down her cheeks.

I remember something catching my eye, and for the first time standing in the baptism waters and looking up to see things I had never seen before.

I remember the moment, in slow-motion, when Jon’s hands began to move, one hand on my back, the other hand leading me like a dance to lean back and down.  I remember holding my nose, forgetting to close my eyes (there is always so much to see), and bending my knees.

I remember the moment underwater, the song I heard there, and the lights I saw as I was raised back up.

I remember the gasp of surprise and joy that came out of me, and how we all froze – even the children – for a moment that lasted longer than seconds.

I remember the power in that moment, the gift of that moment, the accomplishment of the Lord in that moment.

I remember how the tears came.

And this is how I woke this morning, with memories and tears, and full of love and progress.

I remember how we cried and laughed then, all at once, for we all felt it together, and it bonded us somehow.

I remember climbing out and freezing to death as I changed.  I remember Nedra’s testimony after I got back in there, and the songs we sang.  I remember seeing these people around the room that I had started so much to love, and how even in that morning it had filled me “beyond measure”, so that it was greater than the day before.

This is how I woke this morning, remembering these moments.

And as I reflect on them, I see how the progress of the last year – by the Lord’s atonement and the working of the Spirit – really was very tesseract-ish.  My baptism created me anew, and the progress of the last year pushed me through time, so that I am really living such a very different lifetime than I was two years ago.  So completely different.

And as I packed the car this morning, ready to leave for my week at the Temple, I realized how this week was another example of how well Heavenly Father loves me, and how specifically He knows me: every year of my adult life, I have taken a week’s retreat in the fall.  I have stayed at monasteries all over, on silent retreats each year…. so to me, this gift of a week at the Temple is more significant and personal even than doing the Temple work for my family… but that’s another blog, which I am sure will come.

But I also realized, in my silly nerdy head, how my endowment is so very tesseract-ish as well, excepting physically.  Geometrically, I mean.

It came to me, and I had to dig out my old chemistry books to find what I was looking for, and then dig out my Physics and Calculus books, but I found it… the tesseract:

The fully drawn 3D picture of a tesseract, not of the literary sort, but same concept she simplified, is actually a square inside a square that moves forward by folding in on itself.

The movement actually makes a circle of sorts, as it folds, and reminds me of the Temple gates and the square and the circle of where the Earth and Heaven meet.  It reminds me of Jesus saying in the New Testament how we are like dough, and watching my grandmother knead the dough.  It makes me see how the Lord is kneading me, creating me to be something tasty that will feed others and bring them joy.

If I let him.

And if you want to see the circle, here is what it looks like if you just look at the path it follows in that progress, rather than seeing the 3D animation of how it moves… here you can see how it makes the circle-ish pattern, and thus is a circle inside a square:

And what is fascinating about that in this context?

What does it remind you of?

Yes!  Da Vinci’s man-drawing, excepting I used this funny jeans-commercial graphic because that way the man had pants on.  For because I get endowed tomorrow, so even if it is Da Vinci, I can’t be blogging people without pants.

But do you see?

How amazing is that?!  I mean, AMAZING!

I know that my endowment is about more than children’s stories and playtime in math and science books or classic art discussion.  I do know that, really.  Except also, it kinda is.  So I do not mean to describe this day in a way that is disrespectful or flippant.  I just mean to say, that in my silly nerdy head, the Lord did “make sense of it” for me this morning, in a way that connects premortality to getting baptized, through this entire year (the progress forward of the small box, made possible by the atonement-covering of the large box that then folds over itself and into itself, so that the divine-box becomes the Emily-box) to my endowment tomorrow night.

It was just a tiny way, in my silly Emily World, that the Lord did show me mathematically how my endowment and the progress of keeping covenants does actually, literally change me in a process that continues always, with each “moving forward” causing more of His divine nature to be folded into me – but how there is always more.

Do you see?

Anyway.  For me, it was a delightful morning of amazement.

And so the last year officially has met with the beginning of a new year.

Never again will December 31st hold the same power as does September 27 for me!

For the last year, my theme song has been this one… please, if you have time, take the time to listen:

And what has delighted me in the last few months, besides really getting to HEAR it digitally with my new matrix-machine in my head, is that it is about the Temple!  I wonder if the guy singing it knows this?  He will someday!

Praise the Mount, I’m fixed upon it; Mount of Thy redeeming Love

Hello!  Temple Reference!  How exciting is that?!

Here I raise my Ebenezer, Here by Thy great help I’ve come.

Do you know what Ebenezer is?  The song explains it in that next line, “Here by Thy great help I’ve come”.  It is a monument, a Temple of sorts, that Samuel the Prophet set up because the bad guys wouldn’t leave him alone even though he did nothing wrong. You can read about it HERE in 1 Samuel 7.

And know why I love Samuel?  Because of this (1 Samuel 3):

The Lord calls Samuel—House of Eli not purged by sacrifices and offerings—Samuel recognized as a prophet by all Israel—The Lord appears to him.

1 And the child Samuel ministered unto the Lord before Eli. And the word of the Lord was precious in those days; there was no open vision.

  2 And it came to pass at that time, when Eli was laid down in his place, and his eyes began to wax dim, that he could not see;

  3 And ere the lamp of God went out in the temple of the Lord, where the ark of God was, and Samuel was laid down to sleep;

  4 That the Lord called Samuel: and he answered, Here am I.

  5 And he ran unto Eli, and said, Here am I; for thou calledst me. And he said, I called not; lie down again. And he went and lay down.

  6 And the Lord called yet again, Samuel. And Samuel arose and went to Eli, and said, Here am I; for thou didst call me. And he answered, I called not, my son; lie down again.

  7 Now Samuel did not yet know the Lord, neither was the word of the Lord yet revealed unto him.

  8 And the Lord called Samuel again the third time. And he arose and went to Eli, and said, Here am I; for thou didst call me. And Eli perceived that the Lord had called the child.

  9 Therefore Eli said unto Samuel, Go, lie down: and it shall be, if he call thee, that thou shalt say, Speak, Lord; for thy servant heareth. So Samuel went and lay down in his place.

  10 And the Lord came, and stood, and called as at other times, Samuel, Samuel. Then Samuel answered, Speak; for thy servant heareth.

  11 ¶ And the Lord said to Samuel, Behold, I will do a thing in Israel, at which both the ears of every one that heareth it shall tingle.

  12 In that day I will perform against Eli all things which I have spoken concerning his house: when I begin, I will also make an end.

  13 For I have told him that I will judge his house for ever for the iniquity which he knoweth; because his sons made themselves vile, and he restrained them not.

  14 And therefore I have sworn unto the house of Eli, that the iniquity of Eli’s house shall not be purged with sacrifice nor offering for ever.

  15 ¶ And Samuel lay until the morning, and opened the doors of the house of the Lord. And Samuel feared to shew Eli the vision.

  16 Then Eli called Samuel, and said, Samuel, my son. And he answered, Here am I.

  17 And he said, What is the thing that the Lord hath said unto thee? I pray thee hide it not from me: God do so to thee, and more also, if thou hide any thing from me of all the things that he said unto thee.

  18 And Samuel told him every whit, and hid nothing from him. And he said, It is the Lord: let him do what seemeth him good.

  19 ¶ And Samuel grew, and the Lord was with him, and did let none of his words fall to the ground.

  20 And all Israel from Dan even to Beer-sheba knew that Samuel was established to be a prophet of the Lord.

  21 And the Lord appeared again in Shiloh: for the Lord revealed himself to Samuel in Shiloh by the word of the Lord.
There are other reasons I love Samuel, but I have loved him always, from the beginning, for those words and what the both taught me and prepared me for since I was a child.  I needed that preparation, for I am stubborn and obstinate and maybe would not have paid attention when I needed to, and without that moment – even in the waters of baptism one year ago – I would not have had the experiences of the last year that, just like everything else, were built “line upon line, knowledge upon knowledge, revelation upon revelation”.
So I love that this Temple song talks about Samuel!  It is so special to me!
And I hope by Thy good pleasure safely to arrive at home
This is what connected for me the whole doctrine about premortality and eternal families and Temples and all those pieces that were so new to me!  It was playing this song that finally made it click!  It was catching that phrase, and going “Ooooohhhhh!”, and then rewinding through all I had been taught and studying it again now that I understood.
Jesus sought me when a stranger, wandering from the fold of God
How better to describe my pre-baptism world, and even all He rescued me from before I ever got to the nine months to prepare for baptism?
He to rescue me from danger, interposed His precious blood
The atonement! Yes!  But this was my beginning of the line-upon-line that began to teach me how it was progressive, and how it was not just for all the bad things I had done, but to protect me and to progress me, that there was more to it than just baptism day.
The last verse describes my experience of the last year, of realizing what my baptism meant, of continuing to make changes, of immersing myself in the gospel, of humbling myself, of being overwhelmed with gratitude because I know that it was not for me any other way possible to be rescued:
O to grace, how great a debtor
daily I’m constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love….
But but but!  And then! It was only about a month ago that I caught the meaning of the last phrase!

Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
WHOA!  This is an example of the tiny, simple things it took me all year to learn, but how profound it was once it came.  This moment of breakthrough with the last line of this song was SO powerful to me, and a precious experience I will never forget.
And so that has been my theme song of the year, so much that I burned it on CD with only that one song, and play it over and over and over – for months now.
Until yesterday.
This fascinates me.
I assumed that when I drove to my brother’s yesterday, or to the Temple today, that it would be this song I listened to anytime I was not working my way through all the BYU talks I could find!  Except it wasn’t.
My iPod had a weird skip – it ran out of power, and I plugged it in, and it rebooted itself (bad English of how to say that, but I think you understand) – and when it came back on, it was playing a different song.
It was so weird!
Except as I moved to change it, the song slammed into my heart.
You know heart-slamming is done by the Spirit, so I knew to pay attention.
And this is what started me crying yesterday.
I don’t even fully understand why yet, but I think it is my new song.
So, if anyone is still reading, I wanted to share it with you, because it made me cry for two hours all the way to my brother’s house yesterday, and then all through the entire fasting day to prepare for my endowment and to practice loving and celebrating my family, and so I think it is important.  Vital, even.
I could not find it on YouTube, so you will have to CLICK HERE TO LISTEN (free).  Please, please do if you have time.  It is amazing.  Please, please, click to listen to it (it is free and no pop-up windows or anything).  The first song I wrote about (Come Thou Font), you probably already know.  Maybe you know this one, too, but I have just discovered it.  It is soooooo good, and it is the space to where the Lord has moved me, and what started all my crying yesterday.  So really, it would be worth it – I promise PROMISE – if you have time to listen to it.
I don’t know why it is so powerful yet, other than of course I know my life is really the Lord’s – but there are layers and layers to this song, and it is where the Lord has sent me, so I wanted to share.  It makes me WEEP.  I know there is more.  There is always more.  I see the layers starting, and I know it will unfold.
But clearly, it is the song of the week, if not my new song-of-the-year.  So.  It’s a big deal in Emily World, and I wanted to share.  So take the time to listen, and enjoy!
It is the song I will be listening to as I drive to the Oklahoma City this morning.
Here are the lyrics:

Take my life and let it be
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee
Take my moments and my days
Let them flow in ceaseless praise

Take my hand and let them move
At the impulse of Thy love

Take my feet and let them be
Swift and beautiful for Thee

Take my voice and let me sing
Always, only for my King
And take my lips and let them be
Filled with messages from Thee

Take my silver and my gold
Not a mite would I withhold
Take my intellect and use
Every power Thou shall choose

And I give everything to You
And I give everything to You

Take my will and make it Thine
It shall be no longer mine
Take my heart, it is Thine own
It shall be Thy royal throne

Take my love, my Lord I pour
At Thy feet, it’s treasure store
Take myself and I will be
Ever, only all for Thee

And I give everything to You
And I give everything to You
I give everything to You
Oh, I give everything to You

Take myself and I will be
Ever, only all for Thee

Fractal “Kinds”

CLICK HERE to see some amazing pictures of fractals!  These are fractals found in nature.  I love them!  Natalie sent the link to me.  Also, CLICK HERE to see some more made by math formulas.  It is amazing!

One of the reasons I love these, of course, are because they are so beautiful.

But I also love it because it shows a simple principle, that each kind of everything makes more of itself.  Each “kind” looks like others of its “kind”.  There is “mankind” and “womankind” and “dogkind” and “flowerkind” and “vegetablekind”, and then within each group the variety and diversity that make that up are amazing, yet still it follows the pattern of what it is.

Check out these amazing pictures!  It’s incredible!

It challenges the question of what “kind” do I want to become?  Who do I want to be like?

What pattern do I want repeated in my life?

I think about patterns all the time because of my work.  With my patients, it is my job to notice their patterns, to help change their patterns into new patterns, and to help them realize they become a product of the patterns (habits) they create.

Our patterns are the snapshot of our lives.

In dance, I think about patterns and actually get to move within them.  Each step teaches me about the one before it and the one after it.  How I take each step affects not only my own balance, but the balance of my partner in the dance-relationship.  It is the same in real life.

Last night I had a really hard day at work, and a last minute crisis made me late to dance, so that I missed more than half of the dance.  I was upset because the crisis was intense, leaving me emotionally spent, and another issue with another patient left me feeling hopeless because you cannot help those who refuse it.

So I was triggered and tense, upset and exhausted.  I wanted to go home and cry, but I also know that in the moments I want to collapse – that is when I most need to dance.

So I went.

My friend, my dance teacher, my spiritual father, said to me:  “Tension is contagious”, for because I was pulling on him, not being responsible for my own balance, and leaning on him for support instead of moving forward and upward with poise.  This was knocking him off balance, making our dance difficult instead of fun, and causing his muscles to tense because they were doing all the work.

Patterns are the overall snapshots that show how we got from one place to another, and how that process affects others in our lives (for the better, or not).

Going to dance instead of going home to cry was the right choice.

I was proud of me for learning that, and acting on it.

For me, it was progress.

A new kind of grown-up-ness.

But the next step would be to let all that “tension” go instead of stuffing it inside myself until I am so burdened that I learn on others instead of doing my part.   Showing up to go through the motions was not enough; I needed to dance WELL, as I know how to do, no matter what is happening around me or to me.

I know better, and I am grateful for a dance teacher that holds me accountable.

It reminds me of home teachers and visiting teachers and Institute teachers and good friends that do the same thing for me.

I am grateful, and I do love them.

Because progress is good.  Absolutely.

But there is always more.

And this is what has been set before me:  to not be afraid, and to move forward.

I learn it again and again, over and over, in deeper and deeper layers.

I learn the lesson repeatedly until fear is purged out of every pore, and until every ounce of my being is filled with faith… and when I am, then I act on it.

Because the plan of salvation is a plan of action.

That’s what I learned today in D&C 88, which was so amazing it nearly blew my brains right out of my head.

And the fascinating thing is that the chapter opens with talking about gathering to hear the Lord’s will, and that is exactly when we learn to “act”, when we learn to dance with poise, and to move forward without fear.

We “gather” ourselves to hear the Lord’s will for us specifically in 12 ways:  General Conference, Sunday Meetings, Institute (or Seminary or Scripture Study), Singles (or Married Couples Meetings/Seminars/Classes), Friendship, Temple, Personal Prayer and Study, Family Home Evening, Home Teaching, Visiting Teaching, and Personal Revelation.


But what is amazing is that it is through these “programs” that really are “acts of faith”, that we learn how to progress, and do so through obedience – which requires the actual practice of it (not just agreeing with it) – and it is in that way that we are prepared for eternity to live in the place which we NOW – this lifetime – now decide we are willing and comfortable with living.

It’s amazing!

We are governed and preserved by law, and so also perfected and sanctified by law (by obedience to the law).  This is our agency: not just that we can choose for ourselves, but that we participate in the choosing our consequences that go with those choices.  We declare our own judgment by our actions.

In Institute last week, we talked about how “kind” means “family” in every language.  We say “kin” for family, or “kindred spirits” for people who feel like family.  We say “mankind” for those who are our family because they are part of being human.

Excepting, of course, it is deeper than that.

Our Heavenly Father is the “Man of Holiness”.

That is why in the New Testament, Jesus is called “the Son of Man”.

It means “The Son of the Man of Holiness”.

We are “mankind”.

We should be “the people of the Man of Holiness”.

We can even take it further.

The Temple says “The House of the Lord” and “Holy is the House of the Lord”

House = Kind

And on earth, only the “people of the Man of Holiness” can enter.

It’s crazy amazing.

And so this is what I was thinking about when my friend Natalie send me pictures of fractals, and we talked of being made after a kind, and how together we demonstrate the pattern by being of a “like” “kind”.

And so again, it challenges the question of what “kind” do I want to become?  Who do I want to be like?

What pattern do I want repeated in my life, so that little bits of me become amazing patterns that create beautiful fractal images that prompt people to know I am a Daughter of the Man of Holiness?

And if I give the Sunday-School-but-honest answer of “wanting” to be like Christ, then what am I going to *DO* about it?!  How am I going to make it real?  Who do I need to forgive?  To whom do I owe restitution?  Who do I need to love, and how am I going to show it?  What can I do to help or serve or give in some way?

My Talk from my Brother’s Baptism

The challenge with writing the talk for my brother’s baptism was that there is, so much (of course!) that I want to teach him, and our window of opportunity – while ever opening – is still so very small. 

Also, I wanted to be sure that I humbled myself before my mother, and honored her – focusing completely on what she did well as a mother, and saying nothing that would make her uncomfortable or think of hard times or difficult times or failure or anything negative.  I wanted her to only hear positive things, only hear the love Heavenly Father has for her.   I also wanted to address her specific issue of why we had “to get baptized again to be a mormon”.

Here, again, is the picture of me and my brother just before his baptism:


Kirk is my little brother, who is much taller than me.  Sometimes I call him my “big little brother”.  We are 20 months apart, and he was my best friend growing up.  Our parents taught us about God, and instilled in us a love for Christ as we grew up.  They were “goodly parents”.

However, we were not goodly children.  Before we finished high school, we were scattered as much as the tribes of Israel, each of us enslaved in our own bondage.

Two years ago I found The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints through my ballroom dance teacher.  Spending time at their house for my discussions with the missionaries brought back to me memories of my own family, and it made me hungry to rediscover them.

(Alma 36: 11b-24)

I was struck with such great fear and amazement lest perhaps I should be destroyed, that I fell to the earth and I did hear no more.

  12 But I was racked with eternal torment, for my soul was harrowed up to the greatest degree and racked with all my sins.

  13 Yea, I did remember all my sins and iniquities, for which I was tormented with the pains of hell; yea, I saw that I had rebelled against my God, and that I had not kept his holy commandments.

  14 Yea, and I had murdered many of his children, or rather led them away unto destruction; yea, and in fine so great had been my iniquities, that the very thought of coming into the presence of my God did rack my soul with inexpressible horror.

  15 Oh, thought I, that I could be banished and become extinct both soul and body, that I might not be brought to stand in the presence of my God, to be judged of my deeds.

  16 And now, for three days and for three nights was I racked, even with the pains of a damned soul.

  17 And it came to pass that as I was thus racked with torment, while I was harrowed up by the memory of my many sins, behold, I remembered also to have heard my father prophesy unto the people concerning the coming of one Jesus Christ, a Son of God, to atone for the sins of the world.

  18 Now, as my mind caught hold upon this thought, I cried within my heart: O Jesus, thou Son of God, have mercy on me, who am in the gall of bitterness, and am encircled about by the everlasting chains of death.

  19 And now, behold, when I thought this, I could remember my pains no more; yea, I was harrowed up by the memory of my sins no more.

  20 And oh, what joy, and what marvelous light I did behold; yea, my soul was filled with joy as exceeding as was my pain!

  21 Yea, I say unto you, my son, that there could be nothing so exquisite and so bitter as were my pains. Yea, and again I say unto you, my son, that on the other hand, there can be nothing so exquisite and sweet as was my joy.

  22 Yea, methought I saw, even as our father Lehi saw, God sitting upon his throne, surrounded with numberless concourses of angels, in the attitude of singing and praising their God; yea, and my soul did long to be there.

  23 But behold, my limbs did receive their strength again, and I stood upon my feet, and did manifest unto the people that I had been born of God.

  24 Yea, and from that time even until now, I have labored without ceasing, that I might bring souls unto repentance; that I might bring them to taste of the exceeding joy of which I did taste; that they might also be born of God, and be filled with the Holy Ghost.

Almost as Alma’s father was, my mother was there when I returned from my years away.  She was there with open arms that taught me of the kind of love our Heavenly Father has for each of us.  He loves us individually and uniquely, and will make that known to use as much as we let Him.

My brother getting baptized today is his first step in letting Him.

We were both baptized when we were little, in another church.  Kirk, always the comedian, sneezed under water… causing the preacher to drop him.

We always joked whether that baptism “took” or not, since he made such a show of it.

But what we understand now, with more pieces of the full gospel, is that any ordinance requires the proper authority and power for it to “take”.  We have an understanding that this full gospel was restored through the prophet Joseph Smith.  We understand that what this restoration restored was the proper priesthood authority.

When the proper priesthood authority is performing an ordinance, such as baptism, it is called “exercising the keys” of that authorit
y, for it is by those keys – that authority – that we have a right to enter and may progress.

Let me tell you about Kirk and keys.  When he was little, he always had these shorts that had a little hook on them.  My mother says they were called “camp shorts”.  He was not happy – no one was happy – we could not do anything or go anywhere – until he had a key on his shorts.  My mother was always scrounging everywhere to collect old keys, so that he could hook them to his shorts.  And really, these jangling keys were the only way we could keep up with him.

These silly keys he had to have were a type and shadow of what was to come, of the journey that begins today.

Kirk, there are not words to express what I feel at the realization that you will be restoring priesthood keys to our family.

It takes wisdom to sort through so much tradition to find the truth for yourself, and it takes humility to submit to being baptized again – this time by those who hold the proper keys – for it to “take”, even if you sneeze.

Baptism is one half of the first step in the process of living the gospel.  It is a journey, and I will tell you that the Lord is expectantly waiting to pour His blessings over you… and He will – to the degree you seek His face.   Today is only the beginning.  You will get out of this as much as you put in.  He will transform your life for the better to the degree you obey.  While His gift is free, you must do the work to open it.

Baptism is your first covenant.  You have worked hard through the repentance process, and this will continue.  But already I see the fruit of this process, the evidence.  One of the most profound for me to see is the softening of your heart toward me, the forgiveness you have offered, and our friendship which grows again.  This is the healing of the atonement, and in no other way possible.

Since you have kept your end of the deal, through continued repentance, Heavenly Father will keep His end of the deal, which is remission of your sins.  You will come out of those waters cleansed and washed clean, shinier than the yellow skin in which you were born.

Baptism is also the first step of becoming a member of the church, but it is only a step.  We are a covenant people, always with more to learn and more to do as we progress along the way.  Remember the dream with Jacob’s ladder, and keep climbing, one thing at a time, and then another – but always there is more.  Looking for that “more” and developing it in you is work that only you can do.  No one else can do it for you.  But He will help you, and we will encourage you.

Mark 16:16 says, “He that believeth and is baptized shall be saved…”, and both Matthew 3 and 2 Nephi 31 talk about how even Jesus, who knew no sin, was baptized – not just as an example to us, but so that His mortal body could be reunited with His spirit at resurrection, so that He could begin that journey home to His Father’s presence, that journey which you begin today.

I want to read from 1 Nephi 8 (v. 4-12):

4 But behold, Laman and Lemuel, I fear exceedingly because of you; for behold, methought I saw in my dream, a dark and dreary wilderness.

  5 And it came to pass that I saw a man, and he was dressed in a white robe; and he came and stood before me.

  6 And it came to pass that he spake unto me, and bade me follow him.

  7 And it came to pass that as I followed him I beheld myself that I was in a dark and dreary waste.

  8 And after I had traveled for the space of many hours in darkness, I began to pray unto the Lord that he would have mercy on me, according to the multitude of his tender mercies.

  9 And it came to pass after I had prayed unto the Lord I beheld a large and spacious field.

  10 And it came to pass that I beheld a tree, whose fruit was desirable to make one happy.

  11 And it came to pass that I did go forth and partake of the fruit thereof; and I beheld that it was most sweet, above all that I ever before tasted. Yea, and I beheld that the fruit thereof was white, to exceed all the whiteness that I had ever seen.

  12 And as I partook of the fruit thereof it filled my soul with exceedingly great joy; wherefore, I began to be desirous that my family should partake of it also; for I knew that it was desirable above all other fruit.

This is the joy that fills me this day.

For a year since I was baptized, I have gone to the Temple each week – not because I am good or noble, but in repentance and in some tiny way to make restitution for the destruction I caused our family while I was away.  (Hold up stack of Temple cards)  These are the names – only some of them – who now can partake of that fruit.  Doing their work has been some very special experiences, which I hope to share with you someday.

But –

This day, this day is a joy far greater, for you are here, humble and sincere, ready also to begin the journey yourself.

I want to read to you again the verses I shared in my testimony at your missionary discussion.  It is 2 Nephi 4, starting in verse 16 (through 30):

16 Behold, my soul delighteth in the things of the Lord; and my heart pondereth continually upon the things which I have seen and heard.

  17 Nevertheless, notwithstanding the great goodness of the Lord, in showing me his great and marvelous works, my heart exclaimeth: O wretched man that I am! Yea, my heart sorroweth because of my flesh; my soul grieveth because of mine iniquities.

  18 I am encompassed about, because of the temptations and the sins which do so easily beset me.

  19 And when I desire to rejoice, my heart groaneth because of my sins; nevertheless, I know in whom I have trusted.

  20 My God hath been m
y support; he hath led me through mine afflictions in the wilderness; and he hath preserved me upon the waters of the great deep.

  21 He hath filled me with his love, even unto the consuming of my flesh.

  22 He hath confounded mine enemies, unto the causing of them to quake before me.

  23 Behold, he hath heard my cry by day, and he hath given me knowledge by visions in the night-time.

  24 And by day have I waxed bold in mighty prayer before him; yea, my voice have I sent up on high; and angels came down and ministered unto me.

  25 And upon the wings of his Spirit hath my body been carried away upon exceedingly high mountains. And mine eyes have beheld great things, yea, even too great for man; therefore I was bidden that I should not write them.

  26 O then, if I have seen so great things, if the Lord in his condescension unto the children of men hath visited men in so much mercy, why should my heart weep and my soul linger in the valley of sorrow, and my flesh waste away, and my strength slacken, because of mine afflictions?

  27 And why should I yield to sin, because of my flesh? Yea, why should I give way to temptations, that the evil one have place in my heart to destroy my peace and afflict my soul? Why am I angry because of mine enemy?

  28 Awake, my soul! No longer droop in sin. Rejoice, O my heart, and give place no more for the enemy of my soul.

  29 Do not anger again because of mine enemies. Do not slacken my strength because of mine afflictions.

  30 Rejoice, O my heart, and cry unto the Lord, and say: O Lord, I will praise thee forever; yea, my soul will rejoice in thee, my God, and the rock of my salvation.

I share this with you not just because it is also my testimony, but to give you a taste of how complete and precise is the atonement of Christ.  The call from our Heavenly Father is always one of love, one of urging us toward repentance through the atonement so that we might become more like Him.  This process never ends, and while still in this mortal life, that process applies to our everyday life – but also takes us through the Temple.

So while I celebrate with you this day, and while soon I will honor you as the priesthood leader in our family, always – always – the Holy Spirit will remind you of the Temple, prompting you forward in your progression.

Today is only the beginning – yet still, like our freshly united family, and even as you begin a new family, our Heavenly Father says, “Welcome Home.”

An Introduction: Year Two

Samuel, Samuel.

I have not slept in the last night.  Not yet. I will now, soon.

Samuel, Samuel.

I had writing to do.  But now it is done and tucked away in my journal.

Samuel, Samuel.

You might notice that there are a few tiny changes on my blog!

That’s because I have been writing in this blog for a year now, and so it was time to transition.

I took down all the posts from the last year, excepting for Temple pictures only (no blogs written about Temples are left – pictures only, and only of those Temples which I myself have visited).  I love the Temple pictures so much I wanted to keep them, and that seems fair, but I wanted a fresh start for all my writing.

I am changing, and my perspective is changing, and the blog must change with me.

It is all good changes, the same kinds of changes as in my garden: deepening, growing, ripening, blossoming.  It is a pruning, a refining, a necessary editing.  It is good and right, and appropriate in its timing.

My blog can no longer be focused on learning about the church, though there will always be more to learn.

It must now focus on LIVING, which is an entirely different process.

I am becoming, present progressive-ly.  I am in the process of continuing to be becoming.

And with that comes a baptism of reverence.  It has washed over me, and I could not sleep until even my blog reflected that change within me.   This is better now; it is as it should be.

It is time to “step-up” and more carefully choose my words as I gather my thoughts, and more precisely record them here in ways that are useful and helpful.  It is time to hold close that which is sacred, and learn to remain silent on those things which are greater than words.  It is time to write with a wise purpose.

My first year, the time leading up to my baptism, and all through last year, was focused on what seemed to be my heart-verse, my soul-scripture, my spirit-breath from 2 Nephi 4:16-21. 

Behold, my soul delighteth in the things of the Lord; and my heart pondereth continually upon the things which I have seen and heard.

Nevertheless, notwithstanding the great goodness of the Lord, in showing me his great and marvelous works, my heart exclaimeth: O wretched man that I am! Yea, my heart sorroweth because of my flesh: my soul grieveth because of mine iniquities.

I am encompassed about, because of the temptations and the sins which do so easily beset me.

And when I desire to rejoice, my heart groaneth because of my sins; nevertheless, I know in whom I have trusted.

My God hath been my support; he hath led me through mine afflictions in the wilderness; and he hath preserved me upon the waters of the great deep.

He hath filled me with his love, even unto the consuming of my flesh.

~ 2 Nephi 4:16-21

I still believe this to be my life-verses that I need to continue to ponder.

So I am leaving it up.

However, the second verses were about being grafted in, being transplanted from poor ground to being nourished by the Lord himself (Jacob 5:21-22).

21 And it came to pass that the servant said unto his master: How comest thou hither to plant this tree, or this branch of the tree? For behold, it was the poorest spot in all the land of thy vineyard.

22 And the Lord of the vineyard said unto him: Counsel me not; I knew that it was a poor spot of ground; wherefore, I said unto thee, I have nourished it this long time, and thou beholdest that it hath brought forth much fruit.

These are beautiful and precious scriptures, and I love them well.

But now being grafted in, and soon to be endowed with the covenant of my obedience in exchange for the sealing promise of spiritual adoption, I am ready to change to a new motto for this second verse.

So, as you can see on the right, I have taken the quote we often see at Institute as my new motto for my second year in the church.

If 2 Nephi 4:16-21 is my life scripture, this second one will by my year’s scripture (as Jacob 5 was for the last year).

It is from Elder Richard G. Scott, from THIS TALK, and it says this:

“Your happiness now and forever is conditioned on your degree of conversion and the transformation that it brings to your life.” 

I feel very prompted and confident that the coming year will develop through these words just as much as the last year developed through the words of Jacob 5.

It’s time to get to work now.

It is time to dig in.

So put your seat belt on.

Because year two begins now.