Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Travelogue

The traveling bug seems to have bitten me recently.  I want to go everywhere and see everything!  Americans have the great blessing of living in a country that is incredibly large and diverse.  There is so much to see and do right within our country's borders! But, unfortunately, funds for fun things like traveling can get low when emergencies crop up, student loan deadlines loom, and rent and car payments needs to be paid.  To make myself feel better, I sometimes have to remind myself of all the places I've already been to.  I can't say that I've traveled the globe but I can say that I have visited roughly one third of the United States.  That's not great but it's not bad either.

Alabama
When the Christensen side of the family met at my grandparents house in Tennessee for a family reunion, we took a couple of side trips into neighboring states.  We went to the NASA Space Museum in Huntsville, Alabama.  There were several rides, one of which was the one that shoots you up into the air multiple times.  I was terrified but my siblings and cousins kept going on it so, of course, I had to as well.  I got motion sickness on the ride where you stand against the wall and spin around in circles.  I was basically incapacitated for the rest of the day.
Arizona
The only thing I've ever done in Arizona is drive through the northwest corner on my way from Southern California to Southern Utah.  You can decide if that counts.  But I am going to Phoenix at the end of this month to visit friends so my questionable status won't be questionable for long!
The canyons in Northern Arizona
California
What have I done in California?  I've had the privilege of growing up here and living here until I went off to college.  Then I moved back here a couple of years ago to take a job and get my paralegal certification.  It's kind of crazy to think that I have spent 20 years of my life within this state's borders.  I've also done a fair bit of traveling throughout the state.  I've gone down to Southern California several times to visit my sisters and go to Disneyland.  I've camped in Tahoe and I've gone boating on Lake Shasta.  Even though the politicians are crazy, we have earthquakes, and we're in the middle of a drought, I love my home state!  (Side rant: What a lot of people don't realize is how big California is.  Someone actually said to me once, "You're from California, right?  So you're not too far from San Diego?"  Uh, actually it takes eight hours to drive to San Diego from the San Francisco Bay Area.  And if I wanted to drive from my hometown to the Oregon border, it would take about six and a half hours.  It's about a 14 hour drive from the top to the bottom of the state.  It's much bigger than you think so stop thinking that San Francisco and Los Angeles are somehow neighbors!)
Disneyland
On the beach near Point Montara Lighthouse in Half Moon Bay
The Golden Gate Bridge from Crissy Fields
San Diego
Muir Woods
Lake Tahoe
Donner Lake
Near the Sutro Baths in San Francisco
Colorado
This is another questionable one.  The only time I've touched ground in Colorado was when I landed at the airport in Denver on my way to Tennessee.  I had a rather long layover there.  (I spent a good three hours in the Frontier terminal.) But I must admit that I didn't see much of the Mile-High City.
Florida
When I was four years old, my family went to a family reunion in Aruba where some of my cousins were living at the time.  We had a layover at the airport in Florida.  I don't remember this at all so I would understand completely if this one was discounted.
Idaho
We dropped my sister off at BYU-Idaho in Rexburg back in 2004, helped her get settled in, and then we headed to Yellowstone, spending most of our time in Montana and Wyoming.  A few years later, my grandfather passed away and we attended his burial service in Pocatello, Idaho where the Christensen side of the family is from.  All of the family members who attended the service ate at the Golden Corral down the street from the cemetery.
Kentucky
Another side trip during our family reunion in Tennessee was our little sojourn to Mammoth Cave in Kentucky.  Besides the amazing stalactites and stalagmites, what I remember most about Kentucky is the sound of the bugs.  As soon as we got out of the car, you could just hear the bugs whizzing by.  The amazing thing is that I don't remember being grossed out by them.  (If you know me well, you know that my track record with bugs isn't good.)
Maryland
I went on a trip to America's capital last year but I didn't spend much time on the Maryland side of the Potomac.  However, we did drive into Maryland to get to Virginia to see George Washington's estate.  I spent a decent amount of time on the porch of Mount Vernon looking across the river at Maryland, though.
Montana
When my family went to Yellowstone, we stayed in a hotel in West Yellowstone, part of which happens to be in Montana.  We saw the sights and watched a film on the Lewis and Clark expedition on the big IMAX screen.
Nevada
I'll be honest, most of the time I've spent in Nevada has consisted of simply trying to get through it.  We drove to Utah a lot when I was younger and much of what I remember about those road trips is the seemingly endless expanse of desert and sage brush.  But, eventually, there came a time when Nevada was actually a destination rather than just a state to drive through.  One of my roommates got married in the Las Vegas Temple so another roommate and I stayed in a hotel a few blocks off of The Strip so we could attend her wedding and reception.  Las Vegas is...an interesting place.  But the Bellagio water show was awesome!
The ceiling in part of the Bellagio

Bellagio water show
Las Vegas temple
Oregon
I remember nothing about Oregon.  My family drove through the state when I was one and a half to visit my aunt and uncle in Seattle.  Apparently we stopped at Crater Lake along the way...
Tennessee
I've been to the beautiful state of Tennessee twice in my life.  The first was for a Christensen family reunion at my grandparents' house outside of Nashville when I was middle school age.  We ate at the Hard Rock Cafe in Nashville and stood on the stage of the Grand Ole Opry.  The second time I went was when I was in college.  My sister Lisa and I went out there to visit our grandparents over the Thanksgiving holiday.  Aunt Karen and Uncle Ronny came also and our Thanksgiving dinner was made up of tasty, wonderful southern dishes.  We also went and saw some of the Civil War sites and other historic landmarks while we were there.  Going to Tennessee fueled my fascination with the South and I wish I could go down there more often.
My grandparents' old neighborhood in Spring Hill, Tennessee.
My sister Lisa standing where the Battle of Stones River took place in Murfreesboro, Tennessee.
The Rippavilla Plantation
The Carnton Plantation
Texas
I spent four long hours in the Dallas/Fort Worth Airport on my way back from Tennessee.  Yep, that's the extent of my experience in Texas.
Utah
Utah was my family's main summer destination when I was growing up.  We went there almost every summer to visit family or to drop off siblings at school.  We stayed at my Great Aunt and Uncle's cherry farm in Santaquin, Utah.  We visited our cousins in St. George.  We visited my Great Grandpa Terry at his house in Orem and even helped paint his house one year.  We threw Keddington family reunions all over the state.  When I turned 18, I was accepted into BYU and moved to Provo where I spent the next few years studying and earning my degree.  I loved my BYU experience and living in Utah, although the snow got a little bit wearing after a while.  I met some of my best friends during my five years in Provo and I love going back and visiting!
My oldest sister Lisa and I riding a horse at Karen and Claude's farm in Santaquin, Utah when I was seven.
A store in Park City, Utah.
Bridal Veil Falls
Hiking at Bridal Veil Falls
BYU Football Game
BYU Campus
St. George Temple
The Narrows in Zions National Park
The Salt Lake Temple
The Conference Center in Salt Lake
Built the Venus de Milo in the snow.
At Claude and Karen's farm in Santaquin, Utah.
Virginia
We went into Virginia a couple of times when I took my trip to Washinton D.C.  We ate dinner at Gadsby's Tavern in Alexandria, Virginia.  We toured George Washington's home, Mount Vernon, on the shores of the Potomac River.  We went to Arlington National Cemetery.  We also had dinner at Hannah's grandparents house in Virginia.  It's absolutely beautiful there.
Me on my grandparents' couch when they lived in Virginia. (1990 or 1991)
Overlooking the Potomac River from the porch of Mount Vernon.
Mount Vernon

Changing of the guard at Arlington National Cemetery
Washington
This is another place I've been to that I don't remember at all.  I was one and a half the last time I stepped foot in Washington state and, needless to say, my memory doesn't exactly cover that far back.  I guess I just need to take another trip to Seattle!
Washington D.C.
While Washington D.C. isn't exactly a state, it still deserves an explanation all its own.  I've covered pretty extensively what I did when I was in the United States' capital in previous posts but some of the highlights include seeing the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution (on the anniversary of the day they were signed, I might add), walking through the Museum of Natural History, the Museum of American History, and the Holocaust Museum, reading the words on each of the monuments, and standing in the theater where President Lincoln was assassinated.  I loved being in a city with so much history!
Lincoln Memorial
The National Archives
The Jefferson Memorial
The Smithsonians
Wyoming
Obviously we spent some time in Wyoming on our trip to Yellowstone.  We saw the Old Faithful Geyser.  Our car broke down up on a mountain while we were going to see the hot springs.  It was an adventure :). 

That's my American traveling experience so far.  I haven't walked the streets of Boston or New York City.  I haven't been to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter or DisneyWorld.  I have never seen the wheat fields of the Midwest.  And don't even get me started on other continents. (Europe is basically a far-off dream at this point.)  But I have done some things and that's a good place to start.

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Patriot Day

Thirteen years ago today, I woke up and started getting ready for what I thought would be a normal day at Foothill Middle School.  I showered, got dressed, brushed my teeth, then headed downstairs to make myself a lunch before heading to the bus stop.  My parents were watching the news.  It was clear that some kind of explosion had taken place in a skyscraper in New York.  I looked up from the sandwich I was making just in time to see the second plane hit the second tower.  I sat down on the bench in the kitchen, stunned that anything like this could be happening in our country.  Then the buildings fell and I felt a rush of sadness and horror wash over me.  Tears stung my eyes as I tried to fathom the loss of life and the devastation. 

Eventually, I had to get up and walk down to the bus stop.  All of us kids were in shock as we found our seats on the school bus.  Everyone was saying things like, "Did you hear about what happened?" "I heard that a plane crashed into the Pentagon and some random field in Pennsylvania too."  "The person on the news said that people in the Middle East hijacked the planes."  When we arrived at school, Bailey and I found our little circle of friends and we tried to piece together what had happened with the limited knowledge that we had.  The bell rang and I made my way through the swarm of whispering middle-schoolers to my English class.  The principal came over the intercom and started talking about what had happened that morning.  I don't remember what was said but I remember a substitute teacher singing God Bless America for the whole school to hear.  My teacher, Mrs. Race, sat and wept at her desk.  After the song was over, Mrs. Race asked us if we would like to share our thoughts.  Since at least one of the planes was on its way to San Francisco when it was hijacked, a couple of people in my class actually knew some of the passengers.  It all became very real to me and, even as a seventh grader, I realized that there were people in the world who wanted me dead just because I was an American.

Since September 11, 2001, the world has become even more volatile and dangerous.  Everything we hear on the news seems to be about war and corruption and devastation.  But my way of remembering and honoring those who lost their lives on that fateful day has been an increased resolve to live by our country's ideals.  We are a country built on the foundation of overcoming hardship, of breaking past barriers and exploring new frontiers.  We are a nation of innovators and people who fight for what they believe in.  Our government was formed on the idea of freedom and that we all have value.  Let us all remember to be the best that we can be to honor those who have died to protect those ideals and that freedom.  God Bless America!

#neverforget


Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Dealing With Heartbreak

Many associate heartbreak with romance but the truth is that lots of things and people can break our hearts.  Anytime we open our heart to anything, there is the possibility of it breaking.  The human heart is incredibly vulnerable.  It is perhaps the only organ that can hurt physically from both physical and emotional triggers.  Those triggers can come from anywhere.  Unfortunately, the actions of the people we love tend to hurt us the most.  Grim circumstances and the trials of life can cause our hearts to break.  Our hearts can break for others going through rough times.  We can even break our own hearts at times.  In fact, heartbreak makes up a major part of our lives.

However, something that can experience such sorrow can also experience the other extreme: joy.  When sorrow and heartbreak rule such major parts of our lives, how do we overcome them?  How do we make ourselves see the silver lining?  How do we find joy in a journey that is difficult and arduous most of the time?

I still consider myself to be a young woman but even at just 25 years of age, I am no stranger to heartbreak.  I've experienced rejection in both the work place and in relationships.  My heart has ached for friends and family members who struggle to rectify mistakes they've made or to overcome trials that came upon them through no fault of their own.  I've experienced the loneliness that comes with being single and seeing all of your friends get married and have families.  I've felt a physical hurt in my heart when I've lost friends or missed someone hundreds of miles away.  I've felt sadness in the realization that I am a human being with too many weaknesses to count.  In the midst of all this sadness, how do we find the strength to carry on?  How do we maintain hope when the future doesn't seem all that bright?

I've tried a lot of things to make myself feel better after heartbreak.  Shoveling ice cream down your throat doesn't make you feel better.  Making a playlist on Spotify entitled Stupid Boys just makes you more bitter.  Gossiping about people and putting others down doesn't lift you any higher.  While I'm sure I've only just scratched the surface of what true heartbreak really is, I've found that these are the things that bring me real hope and give me the strength to keep pressing forward:

1)  Reading the scriptures / Following the prophet.
During my last year in Provo, I was in, what Anne Shirley might call, the depths of despair.  If I had gone to see a doctor, I think I might have been told that I was clinically depressed.  I cried a lot.  Small things set me off on an emotional roller coaster.  I was easily offended.  So much of my own value hinged on achieving academic success and my ability to work that, when I graduated from college and was one of the many unemployed Americans, I had no idea what I was supposed to do or be.  During this time of heartache and self-loathing, I began to really delve into the scriptures.  I was looking for words of comfort and encouragement and strength.  And you know what?  I found them.  I found Ether 12:4 which says, "Wherefore, whoso believeth in God might with surety hope for a better world, yea, even a place at the right hand of God, which hope cometh of faith, maketh an anchor to the souls of men, which would make them sure and steadfast."  I found Mosiah 24:14 which reads, "And I will also ease the burdens which are put upon your shoulders, that even you cannot feel them upon your backs, even while you are in bondage; and this will I do that ye may stand as witnesses for me hereafter, and that ye may know of a surety that I, the Lord God, do visit my people in their afflictions." I listened to General Conference more intently and heard the words of modern day prophets.  President Uchtdorf said, "No matter how bleak the chapter of our lives may look today, because of the life and sacrifice of Jesus Christ, we may hope and be assured that the ending of the book of our lives will exceed our grandest expectations." The scriptures and listening to Church leaders taught me to separate my self-worth from my circumstances.  In hindsight, I see how much I learned and grew during that year of hardship.  I learned my capability to deal with the troubles and tests of life and I found out that I can draw upon the strength of my Savior, Jesus Christ.  The burdens we shoulder in life may not go away immediately but our ability to cope with them will be strengthened as we learn to rely on the Atonement of Jesus Christ.  I absolutely LOVE the scriptures!  They have given me peace in a turbulent world and the strength and faith necessary to keep moving forward even in the darkest of times.

2)  Learning to accept the Atonement in your life as well as trusting that the Atonement can work for others.
Psalm 37:23-24 reads, "The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord: and he delighteth in his way. Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down: for the Lord upholdeth him with his hand."  Elder Jeffrey R. Holland expounded on the psalm.  "Note that this psalm speaks of 'a good man' whose steps are sanctioned by heaven and pleasing to all.  And yet even he (or she), as well as the habitual sinner, may have a moment of falling from safety and sure footing.  Surely a most encouraging truth in the gospel of Jesus Christ is contained in the thought that though any man fall--good or bad--'he shall not be utterly cast down: for the Lord upholdeth him with his hand.'  That is the essence of the 'good news' Jesus came to declare.  Mistakes can be overcome, sins can be forgiven, death is not the victor, and hell is not our destiny.  Everything that Christ and the prophets taught comes back to this truth that through desire and obedience all can be forgiven of sins.  Everything that could have been can yet be--and more."  Each one of us was born with certain weaknesses.  These weaknesses help us turn to the Father and Jesus Christ instead of relying solely on our own limited power.  We are told in Ether 12:27, that as we humble ourselves and have faith, the Lord will "make weak things become strong unto them."  As we acknowledge our own weaknesses, we need to realize that the people around us are struggling with weaknesses, too.  We need to accept that the Savior's Atonement was meant for everyone.  Christ didn't just suffer for my sins, weaknesses, and sorrows but for everyone's.  When the people we love make mistakes and hurt our feelings, we need to recognize that the Atonement applies to their lives just as much as it does to ours.

3)  Serving others.
When you are stuck in the mire of your own burdens and hard times, reaching out and helping those in need will really change your perspective on life.  Not only do you focus less on your own problems, you start to see the problems and trials that other people experience and realize that perhaps life isn't as horrible as you thought it was.  There is also a built-in sense of accomplishment and boost to your self-esteem when performing service.  You see the good in others as well as the good in yourself.

4)  Being Grateful.
Bing Crosby sings a song in the movie White Christmas that goes something like this:
When I'm worried and I can't sleep, 
I count my blessings instead of sheep 
and I fall asleep counting my blessings.  
When my bank roll is getting small, 
I think of when I had none at all 
and I fall asleep counting my blessings.
In the hymn entitled Count Your Blessings, we are told that,
When upon life's billows you are tempest-tossed, 
When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost, 
Count your many blessings; name them one by one, 
And it will surprise you what the Lord has done.
So amid the conflict, whether great or small,
Do not be discouraged; God is over all.
Count your many blessing; angels will attend,
Help and comfort give you to your journey's end.
No one can deny that life is difficult sometimes.  All of us have to struggle through the storms of life.  The trick is to find the silver lining in each difficulty.  In the movie Pollyanna, the titular character is an optimistic and positive girl who travels to a very negative and cynical town after the death of her parents.  She tells everyone that, even when times are hard, there is always something to be glad about. By the end of the movie, she has transformed the town of Harrington by simply pointing out the positive.  Members of the community even put up a sign at the entrance to the city that says, "Harrington:  The Glad Town."  What could the change be attributed to?  The people's circumstances didn't change.  There were still just as many problems as there was before.  The difference was in their attitude.  They developed an attitude of gratitude and recognized that God was blessing them through their struggles.  We just have to be mindful enough to notice.

5)  Taking time to remember the things you like about yourself.
Human beings have a tendency to get down on themselves.  We see our failures in one arena of our lives and then extend that failure to all the other arenas we're involved in.  Sometimes we fall but as the Mickey Guyton song says, "Sometimes we've gotta fall to find out we're unbreakable."  You are much more than your failures.  Sometimes you need to sit down, have a moment of introspection, and just make a list of all the things you do well and the gifts and talents you've been given.  Trust me.  You'll feel empowered.  You just have to remember that, blended alongside the weaknesses, there are so many strengths.  For example, I like that I love vegetables.  I find joy in my musical abilities.  I like that I get excited over subjects like history.  I like that I love to read.  I love to play sports and I'm not horrible at all of them.  I like my hair and my eyes and that I see beauty in sunsets and flowers.  I like the fact that I give people the benefit of the doubt and second chances.  I like that I have ambition and dreams.  See!  I feel better already!

6)  Reading Good Literature.
Pieces of literature are like windows into the soul and into the entire human experience.  Most stories draw upon the authors' personal experiences.  As we read about a character's struggle to overcome a conflict, we begin to see the strength and the will-power of the human family in overcoming obstacles.  There is power in unity; understanding that you are not the only one that has had to face difficulties and that others have felt exactly the same way you do is extremely empowering.  We see that there is beauty in struggle.  Life is a refiner's fire.  The conflict is what makes the protagonist of any story into a hero.  If we just keep pushing forward and doing the things we know to be right, things will work out in the end.  Here are a couple of my favorite messages of hope from literature:

"There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tower high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach." - J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King

“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -

I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.


- Emily Dickinson

Elder Holland said, "Someone wrote once that God apparently loves - and turns to our benefit - broken things.  It takes broken clouds to nourish the earth, it takes broken earth to grow grain, it takes broken grain to make bread, it takes broken bread to nourish us, and so are the cycles of life.  This divine sequence is akin to the Savior's parable that no kernel of corn can grow to fruition until it is the first thrown away and, in effect, lost in the earth before its bounty can come back to us...Christ, the Great Healer, will make recompense for us in time and in eternity.  By His grace and the goodness of God, all broken vessels are fully repaired."  God loves us.  He did not send us here to fail, nor did he send us here to be miserable.  There is always something to be glad about.  As we rely on the arm of the Savior, we will find that we have become stronger than we ever thought possible.  Our broken hearts can be mended and we can find joy in the journey.



Thursday, July 31, 2014

Throwback Thursday: Bad Teeth

I was looking through some old pictures last night and I couldn't help but notice how my smile has changed with each passing year.  My parents passed on decent genes for the most part but my family kind of got the short end of the stick when it comes to teeth.  Let's take a look at my teeth progression, shall we?
 1)  As you can tell, I had interesting teeth from the start.
2)  I used to grind my teeth as a child, resulting in seriously sanded down cuspids.
3)  Then came the wonderful childhood rite of passage of losing all your baby teeth.
4)  When all of my teeth came back in, it was very apparent that I had a serious under-bite.
5)  The braces went on in 5th grade and remained there until 8th.  The goal was to correct my under-bite, straighten my teeth, close up the gaps, and create space for fake teeth (since I am missing my lateral incisors).
6)  Then came that period in middle school when I never smiled with my mouth open.
7)  My braces came off, I got a retainer with fake lateral incisors, and my teeth looked pretty normal.
8)  Every time I eat I take out my retainer to reveal major gaps between my front teeth and my cuspids.  This makes it easy to make "the rabbit" or "the beaver" face, whichever you prefer.

Conclusion:  Thank heavens for braces.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

My Top 10 Favorite Movies

If you know me at all you know I love movies.  One of my favorite pastimes growing up was going to the movie theater with my family and seeing the highly anticipated releases of the summer.  I love to use movie lines in every day conversation.  I know the composers who wrote the scores for each movie and I listen to movie soundtracks to decompress.  I am not at all an aficionado of the movie industry but I have seen a fair number of films in my time (except the ones that are rated R).  These are my Top 10:  

Gettysburg
I've decided that I have basically been a history nerd since birth.  I first saw the movie Gettysburg when I was five years old.  Maybe that seems a little early to watch a movie about war but I loved it from the get-go.  Colonel Chamberlain's speech and his stand against the Confederate army on Little Round Top are so inspiring.  The portrayal of the bloodiest battle ever fought on American soil made me proud of those who fought for the survival of the United States and instilled in me a desire to fight for the things I believe in.  (Besides all of that it has an excellent soundtrack which you should sample here.)

You've Got Mail
Some consider this movie to be outdated and boring.  Sure, it was made in the 90s when AOL was still a thing and internet chat rooms were just getting started.  But the use of "old-fashioned" modes of communication in courtship hasn't stopped stories like Jane Austen's Persuasion from becoming classics.  This movie has great lines and actors who can make sentences dripping with eloquence and sophistication sound like normal flowing conversation.  It follows the relationship of two competing business professionals who both happen to be falling in love with people they are talking to anonymously on the internet.  And as luck would have it, they are actually talking to each other.  Will their negative business relationship destroy any hope of these two eventually finding romance?  I guess you'll just have to watch and see :).  ("Don't you just love New York in the Fall?  It makes me want to buy school supplies.  I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address.")

While You Were Sleeping
This is, hands down, one of the best chick flicks of all time, mainly because it's one both men and women can get behind.  It's not cheesy at all.  There aren't any overly sappy lines that make you want to shake your head in disgust. If you don't laugh during the family dinner scene then you, quite frankly, have no sense of humor at all.  It's a story of someone going through life thinking she wants one thing and then realizing that life has something even better in store.  It's a great reminder that life doesn't always turn out the way you plan but, most of the time, that's a good thing.

Win a Date With Tad Hamilton!
This movie, in all of its cheesy glory, is one of my favorite films of all time.  Why, you may ask?  Two words.  Topher Grace.  His character is fantastic in this movie.  He says things like, "I can't remember a time before you started telling that story." and "Guard your carnal treasure." He's cynical and sarcastic.  He's realistic and practical.  But he also loves with all of his heart and fights for what he wants even when he's faced with overwhelming odds.  Plus, who doesn't love a story of a childhood crush lasting into adulthood?

Rudy
I have a soft spot for inspirational sports movies in general but Rudy holds a special place in my heart.  Rudy's lifelong dream was to play football at Notre Dame.  But he was small.  His grades were never very good.  Everyone told him he should give up on his dream, getting annoyed with him whenever he brought it up.  Even when all hope seemed to be lost, he didn't give up.  Rudy's story shows that chasing your dream takes hard work and can be miserable at times, but that courageously going through the struggle will pay off in the end.

Miracle
Most of the players on the United States' 1980 Olympic hockey team were fresh out of college.  They still identified with their old college teams and even retained their old college rivalries.  Coach Brooks' goal was to bring these young men of such different backgrounds to play together as one unit.  Each day he would ask them to state their name, where they were from, and who they played for.  All of them responded saying they played for such and such college or university until, one day, what the coach was really asking clicked in their minds.  There is a scene in the movie where the coach is drilling them really hard and yelling at them to work harder. Just when all of the players are about to fall over from exhaustion, one of the players finally shouts, "Mike Eruzione.  Winthrop, Massachusetts."  Coach Brooks looks at him curiously and says, "Who do you play for?"  And Eruzione says, "I play for the United States of America!"  It became clear to the team that they were playing not just for themselves or their school but for their country.  This inspirational movie demonstrates that when we put aside our differences and work together toward a common goal, miracles can happen.

Yours, Mine, and Ours (1968)
They made a remake of this movie recently that was not half as good as the original.  I love movies that involve developing good familial relationships and this one is no exception.  It tells the story of how a widow finds love again with a widower and they decide to get married.  The only problem is that they have eighteen children to take care of between them.  The two families come together and try to become one family unit, leading to some hilariously tense and crowded situations.  But problems led to compromise and compromise eventually led to affection.  This hilarious yet heartwarming movie delves into what love really is and what it means to be a family.

October Sky
Like Rudy, October Sky tells the story of a boy who dared to chase a dream even when everyone else thought he was crazy for doing so.  Back during the days of the Cold War, the Russians used a rocket to launch Sputnik, the first artificial satellite, into Earth's orbit.  When Homer Hickam, a boy from a small coal-mining town in West Virginia, saw the satellite's light streak across the sky, he knew that going into space was what he wanted to do.  In a town where you either played football or worked in the coal mines, his ambition was unheard of.  Despite the scorn and negativity from his father and the rest of the town, Homer pressed forward, eventually showing them all what a young man with a dream and a will to succeed can accomplish.

Sense and Sensibility
Sense and Sensibility is not my favorite Jane Austen book (though it's fantastic, don't get me wrong) but this is my favorite movie adaptation of one of her works.  It captures the struggle of women in 19th century England to make a life for themselves without the attraction of wealth or goodly relatives.  It demonstrates the heartache and the despair of lost love but also the frivolity of the English nobility.  There are very few movies that can tackle both a deep subject matter and a touch of humor but Emma Thompson's screenplay is masterful in that regard.  I took one of those stupid quizzes once on Facebook that determines which Austen heroine I am most like.  I, apparently, am the most like Elinor Dashwood so, needless to say, her story holds a special place in my heart. ;)

Cinderella Man
The other movies I have listed are in no particular order but Cinderella Man is my all-time favorite movie.  It's historical, it's inspirational, it's romantic, it's got some action...what could be better?  I love stories about second chances, of people still fighting to get back up again after getting knocked down so many times.  (Did you like the boxing metaphor I just used?)  It's a movie that gives the viewer hope for the future, that even though times are tough, we can rise above them.  With enough guts, will-power, and a cause, we can make a comeback. 

Honorable Mentions:  Pride and Prejudice (Colin Firth version), Anne of Green Gables, The Bourne Ultimatum, The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, Tangled, Sleeping Beauty, North and South, Wives and Daughters, Sweet Home Alabama, Jane Eyre, 10 Things I Hate About You, State Fair, The Magic of Ordinary Days, The Mask of Zorro, My Best Friend's Wedding...the list goes on...

Sunday, June 15, 2014

A Good Man

Mom and Dad with my oldest sister Lisa.
I was asked to give a talk in church today. It's Father's Day and, obviously, I thought a lot about my own father as inspiration for my talk.  I began to think about the qualities he possesses that make him a good dad.  I came up with the following list:

Willingness to Sacrifice

Dallin H. Oaks said, "Perhaps the most familiar and most important examples of unselfish service and sacrifice are performed in our families. Mothers devote themselves to the bearing and nurturing of their children.  Husbands give themselves to supporting their wives and children."

My senior year in college, I bit off a little more than I could chew.  I was taking three 300-level history courses, two church history classes, and Women's Chorus.  I was working at my part-time custodial position on campus.  I was exhausted and overworked all semester long.  There was one particular week that was just absolutely awful.  I had two research papers due, a test to study for, and a Women's Chorus concert all within the space of three days.  Growing up, my dad had always been the one to proofread my papers and that tradition continued into college.  The night before the first paper was due, I called my dad and told him I needed some serious help.  So we worked out a deal where I would write a little bit and then email it to him, write a little bit and then email it to him; then he would make comments and send it back, make comments and send it back...We did this until 7:00 the next morning when I finally finished the paper an hour before my first class of the day was to start.  Then we did the same thing the next night so I could finish my second research paper.  I had pulled two all-nighters in a row but my Dad pulled them right along with me.  He sacrificed his own precious sleep and well-being so that I could be successful.

Puts Family First

President Uchtdorf said, "Perhaps the most universal regret dying patients expressed was that they wished they had spent more time with the people they love.  Men in particular sang this universal lament: they 'deeply regretted spending so much of their lives on the [daily] treadmill of...work."  Many had lost out on choice memories that come from spending time with family and friends.  They missed developing a deep connection with those who meant the most to them.  Isn't it true that we often get so busy? And, sad to say, we even wear our busyness as a badge of honor, as though being busy, by itself, was an accomplishment or sign of a superior life.  Is it?  I think of our Lord and Exemplar, Jesus Christ, and His short life among the people of Galilee and Jerusalem.  I have tried to imagine Him bustling between meetings or multitasking to get a list of urgent things accomplished.  I can't see it.  Instead I see the compassionate and caring Son of God purposefully living each day.  When he interacted with those around Him, they felt important and loved.  He knew the infinite value of the people He met.  He blessed them, ministered to them.  He lifted them up, healed them.  He gave them the precious gift of His time."

Since Dad had to work a lot during my childhood years, each of us kids had our own night of the week when we got to hang out with Dad one on one.  When it was my day, Dad and I usually chose to take walks around the neighborhood or walk down to Party Time to get some cute stickers.  But I remember one nightly stroll particularly well.  We were walking down the street next to ours when we spotted a large insect among the leaves of our neighbor's rose bush.  I had a slight fascination with bugs at the time (a fascination that did not continue for long) so Dad proceeded to tell me all he knew about this cool-looking insect (which turned out to be a praying mantis).  I think we spent a good ten minutes peering at that bug until my curiosity was satisfied.  It was a small thing but for some reason that's a memory I've always kept with me.  No matter how busy or tired he was, he always took the time to be My Dad.  Nothing was too small or beneath his notice.  If something was important to me, it was important to him.

Acts as a Teacher

L. Tom Perry said, "We have the example in Exodus of Jethro, Moses' father-in-law, observing how he was governing the children of Israel: 'And when Moses' father in law saw all that he did to the people, he said, What is this thing that thou doest to the people?  Why sittest thou thyself alone, and all the people stand by thee from morning unto even? And Moses said unto his father in law, Because the people come unto me to enquire of God.  And Moses' father in law said unto him, The thing that thou doest is not good.  Thou wilt surely wear away, both thou, and this people that is with thee: for this thing is too heavy for thee; thou art not able to perform it thyself alone.'  Then Jethro taught Moses how to delegate this responsibility by calling able men who would fear God and letting them judge as rulers in Israel."

I can't pinpoint one specific time when my father acted as my teacher because he was always teaching me.  He taught me how to ride a bike, about the stars and the constellations, about the scriptures and the gospel.  He teaches by example.

Loves His Wife/Mother of His Children

Elaine S. Dalton said, "By the way you love her mother, you will teach your daughter about tenderness, loyalty, respect, compassion, and devotion.  She will learn from your example what to expect from young men and what qualities to seek in a future spouse.  You can show your daughter by the way you love and honor your wife that she should never settle for less.  Your example will teach your daughter to value womanhood.  You are showing her that she is a daughter of our Heavenly Father, who loves her."

I grew up in the Clayton Valley 1st Ward.  My mom played the organ for years in that ward and I remember on one particular occasion while she was playing prelude before Sacrament Meeting started that this older woman in the ward came up to my Dad and began talking about how talented Mom was and how grateful she was that Mom set the tone for the meeting with her music every Sunday.  I remember Dad looking up at Mom with a smile and saying, "Yep, she's a beautiful woman."  It made me happy to know that Dad recognized Mom's accomplishments and was proud of her for them.

Honors the Priestood

Bishop Burton said, "The priesthood isn't something we take off during the week and put on for Sunday.  It is a 24-7 privilege and blessing - that is, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week...We can honor and respect the priesthood on a seven-day-a-week, 24-hour-a-day basis.  We can banish unwholesome or unclean activities from our lives.  We can provide our families with the priesthood leadership and spiritual direction they require.  We can do all this and much more if we will draw near to the Savior, honor the sacred priesthood we hold, and be faithful to the covenants we have made."

My Dad was called as the Bishop of our ward when I was 12.  I also started Girl's Camp that year and it is a tradition in the Walnut Creek Stake for the Bishops to come up to our camp on the Friday night of Girl's Camp week and teach a lesson to the girls of his ward.  So Dad came up to our camp at Treasure Mountain my First Year of Girl's Camp.  Before the meeting was going to start, I was sitting with my Dad and my sisters at a table.  My Dad needed something (I can't remember what it was) that a Girl's Camp leader was using.  He was waiting a long time.  Being twelve years of age, I didn't fully understand the priesthood.  I said something stupid like, "You should go tell that woman that you're a Bishop and that you need the [forgotten item] from her now."  My Dad looked at me rather sternly and said, "Celia, that's not what the priesthood is about."  I learned a valuable lesson that day that the priesthood is not for the benefit of the priesthood holder but for the benefit of those around him.  The blessings come from using the priesthood worthily to bless the lives of others.

Say what you will about the quality of the movie "Oz: The Great and Powerful," but I actually really liked the moral of the story, that it is better to be a good man than a great and powerful one.  That's probably the main thing that I have learned from my father.  My Dad is not at all perfect and he has weaknesses just like the rest of humanity.  In terms of worldly riches and earthly treasures, life has not gone exactly as planned for my Dad.  It has never been easy.  But through the struggle and the adversity, Dad has remained a good man.  He has stayed true to the gospel and has always been a willing disciple of Jesus Christ.  All of the qualities I have talked about today are qualities that the Savior possesses.  Whether we come from a gospel-centered background or not, we can choose now to center our lives around Christ's teachings, follow his example, and develop these qualities in our own lives.  I know that we have a Father in Heaven who loves us even more than our earthly fathers, who wants the best for us and wants us to succeed and return to live with Him again one day.

Happy Father's Day!