Sunday, March 31, 2013

EASTER

He is risen! He is risen!
Tell it out with joyful voice.
He has burst his three days’ prison;
Let the whole wide earth rejoice.
Death is conquered; man is free.
Christ has won the victory! 18
 
Yesterday my youngest daughter kept asking, "Where's the candy?".   "Aren't we having an Easter Egg Hunt?"  
"Is that all you think about is candy this Easter?"  I scowled.  A bit annoyed that there are so many things to distract our children from the true meaning of these holidays that we celebrate 
Easter Egg Hunt
How many gifts are we going to get for Christmas?  etc etc etc
 
"Do you even know what Easter is all about?"  I asked, hoping that in all her almost 12 years old, she has an idea of how significant this Holiday is.
"Yes, it's when Jesus Christ died and was resurrected in three days."
I almost howled with joy
"Yay, she knows what Easter is all about!"  Then why is she relentless in asking about candies? 
 Children will be children I concluded
That it's not about the Egg Hunt and it's not about Candies.  And I have no idea how those traditions even fit into the picture of Easter to commemorate the Magnificent Resurrection of our Savior Jesus Christ.
 
I worry sometimes that the things we have taught our children will gently slip their minds as they grow older.
 
This day, this day, the  Heavens rejoiced because Christ unlocked the door of Death and was the first fruit of the RESURRECTION.

What better words, than that of a living Prophet Thomas S. Monson to describe this event:

Following the agony of Gethsemane, now drained of strength, He was seized by rough, crude hands and taken before Annas, Caiaphas, Pilate, and Herod. He was accused and cursed. Vicious blows further weakened His pain-racked body. Blood ran down His face as a cruel crown fashioned of sharp thorns was forced onto His head, piercing His brow. And then once again He was taken to Pilate, who gave in to the cries of the angry mob: “Crucify him, crucify him.” 9

He was scourged with a whip into whose multiple leather strands sharp metals and bones were woven. Rising from the cruelty of the scourge, with stumbling steps He carried His own cross until He could go no farther and another shouldered the burden for Him.
Finally, on a hill called Calvary, while helpless followers looked on, His wounded body was nailed to a cross. Mercilessly He was mocked and cursed and derided. And yet He cried out, “Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.” 10

The agonizing hours passed as His life ebbed. From His parched lips came the words, “Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit: and having said thus, he gave up the ghost.” 11
As the serenity and solace of a merciful death freed Him from the sorrows of mortality, He returned to the presence of His Father.

At the last moment, the Master could have turned back. But He did not. He passed beneath all things that He might save all things. His lifeless body was hurriedly but gently placed in a borrowed tomb.

No words in Christendom mean more to me than those spoken by the angel to the weeping Mary Magdalene and the other Mary when, on the first day of the week, they approached the tomb to care for the body of their Lord. Spoke the angel:

“Why seek ye the living among the dead?

“He is not here, but is risen.” 12

Our Savior lived again. The most glorious, comforting, and reassuring of all events of human history had taken place—the victory over death. The pain and agony of Gethsemane and Calvary had been wiped away. The salvation of mankind had been secured. The Fall of Adam had been reclaimed.

The empty tomb that first Easter morning was the answer to Job’s question, “If a man die, shall he live again?” To all within the sound of my voice, I declare, If a man die, he shall live again. We know, for we have the light of revealed truth.

“For since by man came death, by man came also the resurrection of the dead.

“For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive.” 13

I have been missing my mother lately.  She's on my mind every day.  With the resurrection I know I will see her again.  I'm not afraid of death as it is just another stage that every one must pass through.  But I glorify in my Savior Jesus Christ, that His one main purpose to offer is Eternal and Everlasting Life for all mankind.   

So this Easter, let us all REJOICE.  That through HIM, we shall all live again.   


 

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Another Birthday, So What!

I think I stop counting my birthdays since I turned 40.  After that it's all a blur.  LOL.  To-day I turn 49.  Funny but it feels like I've been 49 for a long time.  This past few nights, I 've been feeling the numbing on my right fingers more acute then before, I think I have Carpal Tunnel.  I've been doing typing since I was in high school and for a living now as a Sales Agent, so now, I think it's catching up with me.  Starting with my fingers.

What I have truly learned in my years of growing older and wiser is that, "Happiness is a State of Mind".  It doesn't matter who you are, what you have and where you are in this life, if you choose to be HAPPY, you will be Happy.  It's an ATTITUDE that comes from GRATITUDE.  Not taking what you have for granted.  Most of all, PEOPLE are what matters most NOT THINGS.  

How is it that 49 is such a small number in the scale of life between 1 and 100?   I've only lived 49 years and for most people that is half of their lifetime.  To some people, they lived only this long or shorter.  This morning I looked at old pictures and smile.  Life has always been full and exciting.  Every second counts and we have to make the best of it.  Their is no time for whining and complaining.  The air outside is free and while we're still breathing, we need to make the best of it. 

My children are my JOY in this life.  It's hard to breath sometimes when they're in despair and distress. As a mother, you want the best for your children.  What I want most for my children is to live a happy life.  To find joy in the simple things in this life.  In love, in laughter, in hard work and in their relationship with each others and with those around them.  Not to let the pressure of this world for material things, determine the happiness they can have just from enjoying the simple blessings that God has granted them. 

Breathing alone, is a blessing.  Enjoy it while you still have it.  
 
My heart is merry with laughter and thankfulness.  That I still have this day with the ones I love. 
God is GREAT and Life and GOOD.


Wednesday, March 13, 2013

One Lousy Move

Twice this year we've moved and hopefully this will be the last move until all the children are all grown and on their own.  This move took it's toll and one I prefer to forget.  I think I'm getting too old for these moves.  Both the unexpected and the expected happened.  The house is far from complete and funds are short and I need another job.

There were certain moments these past few days where I really question my self confident and courage.  I have always been one to be strong, optimistic and courageous, but boy, there were times where it felt like my whole world was falling apart and I can't get back in control.

Last Sunday we didn't attend church.  We had last minute cleaning up and loads to get out of the old house.  We broke the Sabbath day and I needed to attend church.  I needed that renewal of strengt that comes every Sunday from baring my soul during Sacrament to the Lord.   I needed a gulp of that living water that I desperately in thirst for.  My weekly rejuvenation process and I went without, so here I am weak and rattled.  I can't wait 'til Sunday to renew my soul.  Lord knows I need it.

How can in just a few short days, you feel like you've been to Hell and back?  This is exactly how these moving days felt like.  I'm glad though that we're finally settling in.  Things are looking better and I pray it will get better.  My sweet daughter Sisilia became a surprising force of strength for me, when at a moment of bottled up emotions spilled over, gave me comfort and hopeful joy.  She reached over as I was in tears, and kissed me with such tenderness, gave me encouraging words.  My whole world lit up with hope and it shocked me how a few loving words of encouragement can make a difference in one's life like that of night to day. 

All I know now is that it is great to be close to all my family.  Both on my side and on my husband side.  They're minutes away from us and whenever they need or we need anything, it's nice to just jump in the car and drive there for they are so close.  Especially my dad.  I've always wanted to be closer to him so when he needs something I'm never too far to help.  My beloved Auntie Peta lives with my father and sister now.  I miss her so very much.  The only good thing is that I can go there and see them every day. 

One of the many things I've learned in this life is that, "if we're not careful, we can get caught up in this world and material things that we tend to overlook what's most important in our lives and that is PEOPLE.  NOT THINGS!"   My FAMILY.