So over the “new and improved” washers

In the last eleven years I have gone through two washers. I am so over these new fangled, high efficiency things. My first washer, the one I bought in 1991 lasted me ten years, and that was double washing everything (I had 2 dogs). The matching dryer only ever had a belt replaced and it was still going after 15 years. 

The washer I have now locks. It is supposed to readjust itself when it goes unbalanced. It is impossible to stop it, open it, and manually readjust it without cancelling the entire cycle. 

Yeah. Not an improvement. 

So the last thing I washed in it, a thermal cotton blanket that only took up half of the tub, completely threw it out of whack so badly that I may have to go buy a new washer tomorrow. 

Yeah. Not a happy girl and yes, I am rolling my eyes. 

The Honey-do will see what he can do to fix it tomorrow and that is something to be appreciated. The Honey-do is a great handyman. 

Yeah. He always finds a way to make me happy. 

#LightTheWorld #GraciousReciever

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Day 2: #LightTheWorld ~ I was thirsty…

Screen Shot 2017-12-01 at 1.02.15 PM.pngThe best part of #25Days25Ways is that service can be done in secret! No one has to know. So why am I blogging about it? Well, I am lazy and having a topic to discuss each day makes it easier on my brain. But do not get used to it because I could change my mind in a flash. 

What I love about the Light the World site are the suggestions. It is usually easier to take a suggestion, think about it, and then come up with a way to make it work in my life or discuss it with my Honey-do to see what we come up with as a team. For example…

A few days ago we had a late night visit with someone. On the way home we stopped by Krispie Kreme. (Yeah, it is a daily temptation and that particular night we did not resist.) There were a couple of people ahead of us and then it was our turn. Oh yeah. Santa’s Belly was in the box before you could bat an eye…. Then we went all out with those insulated cups filled with hot chocolate, not to forget the whipped cream on top. 

Being the chatter-box I began a short conversation with the man patiently waiting behind us. He was getting a box full of fresh off the line, warm, delicious doughnuts. Listening to him and enjoying his face light up as he described the delectable experience of nothing tasting “so good as one of those warm doughnuts melting in your mouth” made me smile. 

So turning to my Honey-do we started a #LightTheWorld practice run. Honey-do quietly paid for the man’s doughnuts before we left. Then we tried to scurry away before he realized what happened but he zoomed out the door to tell us thanks.

Yesterday, on the offical first day of #25Days25Ways, I had a plan for what I was going to do. I began discussing a freely give opportunity that I wanted to do so Honey-do sat, patiently listened and agreed that my idea was just fine. But his face went a litte funny and within seconds he spilled the beans. It touched my heart.

Honey-do felt a prompting earlier as he was out and about, telling him to do something. Then he did it without second guessing himself. And then he took two steps more to go the extra mile in his act of service. The experience had touched him deeply and because of it, the Holy Spirit touched my heart equally so we both felt an incredible spark of warmth come over us. 

Today, we counseled together again. And we each decided to do a little something for today’s theme.

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No, I will not tell you how we served today but I can tell you tomorrow is Day 3 and it has to with Keeping the Sabbath Day Holy

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Little light, big light.

Tonight Paul Hernandez gave a great sermon on a variety of sizes and intensity of lights as they related to his life and in things he has observed. It made me smile. He made me remember.

When I lived in Germany it took me a while to get over jet lag. Drove my Honey-do crazy. He had to put down the rolladens (video below) to make the place pitch black and turn his alarm away from my being able to see the glow of the clock for the faintest stream of light would wake me up.

Any tiny, faint stream of light would make me panic that he had overslept and I would wake him up at three or four in the morning telling him to wake up, his alarm had not gone off.

Still cracks me up. 

So when Paul Hernandez made his point to #LightTheWorld with the light which we carry, no matter the size of the light that burns within us, even the tiniest, little light can be a source of great happiness, of comfort, of joy for someone else.

Do not hide it under a bushel. Embrace #25Days25Ways

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Enjoying beautiful music

For the last few hours I have been going through some of my favorites songs on YouTube. My heart is filled with joy as I think about this Christmas season and how I want to #LightTheWorld.

Five days and counting! Thinking of the 25 ways in 25 days of service opportunities!

Love ThePianoGuys.com

Love the MormonTabernacleChoir.org featuring DavidArchuleta.com

and featuring BrianStokes.com

and Sissel.net …..

 

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#LightTheWorld 2017: #LetThereBeLight

It was a great way to celebrate Christmas last year

 

 

and so we plan to do it again this year!

 

If you have not yet seen Kevin and Sam Sorbo’s movie, Let There Be Light, please make it part of your holiday celebration for Thanksgiving as a kickstarter to get you into the Christmas Spirit of serving others. 

PLEASE REMEMBER THE MONTGOMERY INTERFAITH NATIVITY EXHIBIT!

  1. If you have a nativity that you would kindly share with the Interfaith Community register online here. Drop off is Saturday and Monday!
  2. The Children’s Art Contest drop off is also this Saturday and Monday. Download your entry here. 
  3. Please, come share the joy in this season of hope and miracles. Be the light that draws not just children, but all unto Christ.

 

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The World is Mine: Gratitude

Many, many years ago, as a teen or pre-teen, I memorized The World is Mine by Dr. Tennyson Guyer. The poem came back to my mind as I was reminded of the amazing real-life story of Captain Sam Brown the other day.

Perhaps you can understand why I have so little compassion for consistently whining people. It is not the pain or sorrow that I lack the empathy for, it is the constant whining. Honestly, I do not even like myself when I whine, and I do my fair share of it.

Truly, we each must, if we are to find the happiness we desire, place our will on the alter thereby giving up our will for His: 

“…the submission of one’s will is really the only uniquely personal thing we have to place on God’s altar. The many other things we “give,” brothers and sisters, are actually the things He has already given or loaned to us. However, when you and I finally submit ourselves, by letting our individual wills be swallowed up in God’s will, then we are really giving something to Him! It is the only possession which is truly ours to give!”  Neal A. Maxwell

It all begins with gratitude. If we want to get to that place of giving up our will, then truly we must Recognize, Remember, and Give Thanks“. If we are alive, we have reason to celebrate, to count our many blessings, to find joy in the simple gifts of life. 

I am thankful for the many people in this world who exemplify the Can-Do Spirit. There are many amazing people all around who will never know how their lives have touched mine.

Thank you for turning to God in your extremities. Thank you for your example of being lifted up as on wings of eagles. Thank you for your faithfulness, tenacity, and witness of a loving Heavenly Father through His tender mercies.

The World is Mine

Today upon a bus I saw
A girl with golden hair;
She seemed so gay, I envied her,
And wish that I were half so fair;
I watched her as she rose to leave,
And saw her hobble down the aisle.
She had one leg and wore a crutch,
But as she passed—a smile.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine;
I have two legs—the world is mine.

Later on I bought some sweets.
The boy who sold them had such charm,
I thought I’d stop and talk awhile.
If I were late, t’would do no harm.
And as we talked he said,
“Thank you, sir, you’ve really been so kind.
It’s nice to talk to folks like you
Because, you see, I’m blind”
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine;
I have two eyes—the world is mine

Later, walking down the street,
I met a boy with eyes so blue.
But he stood and watched the others play;
It seemed he knew not what to do.
I paused, and then I said,
“Why don’t you join the others, dear?”
But he looked straight ahead without a word,
And then I knew, he couldn’t hear.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine;
I have two ears—the world is mine.

Two legs to take me where I go,
Two eyes to see the sunset’s glow,
Two ears to hear all I should know,
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine;
I’m blest, indeed, the world is mine.

                   —Dr. Tennyson Guyer

 

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