Coming home after college is always an interesting transition. Some visits are easier to make than others. However, when all is said and done, I'm always glad I made it. For those of you who don't know, I am staying in Indiana until February 1st. (I might have mentioned that in a previous post but since it was so long, you might not have made it that far down.) This means that I get an extra month to spend with some of the best people I know.
Something I've learned in the past couple of days is sometimes the people you love the most push your temper buttons the easiest. While I'm not positive as to why this is I have a couple of theories.
Theory #1:
It is my belief that the basic fundamental element to pure happiness is love. The greatest love is found in the family. Therefore, if one is determined to ruin one's happiness, ruin the family first. That decreases the chances of happiness and increases the chances of contention. Now, if you don't know already, contention is NOT a good thing. In fact, I believe it to be evil. I know when I feel contentious, I lose sight of anything else and become consumed by the reason for my contention, whether it be self-imposed or someone else's action. When you inject that contention into a family, it causes one to forget the ties that bind a family together. They don't disappear per say, they just get hidden.
That was a very round about way to say that I have had my fair share of contentious encounters with family and friends the past few days. Some had pretty minor effects, others were not so minor. It had me very confused. How could I possibly have this much contention in my life while I am home? Sure I had a very few arguments with roommates and friends while away at school but nothing so heated as being home. What happened? Do you want to know what I've decided? Well good! Cause I'm gonna tell ya. ;)
I decided that there has been some extra pushing of those temper buttons in my life. Someone obviously knows that my fuse is pretty short. (I know. For those school friends who are reading this and think I'm the most tolerant person in the world, talk to my parents/siblings/room roomies. They'll tell you all about my temper issues.) But that doesn't mean I have to let it be lit in the first place right? I mean, all the experts say that we choose to get angry or sad or happy or whatever. While I don't always believe that, I DO believe we can decided whether or not to let those emotions continue or not. We choose which emotions to hold on to, if you catch my drift. So that is theory #1
Theory #2
Family members have known you either your whole life or their's. With that length of experience comes knowledge of your weaknesses, strengths, annoyances, passions and so on. If you're a private person, this list may not be all that complete but it is my belief that you can only watch someone so long in life without learning a thing or two about them, whether you want to or not. So with that knowledge, your family has the power to act on that knowledge. Agency is one of the greatest gifts we have. Why we use it to purposely annoy/anger our family members? I dunno. I'm very guilty of this though. I won't deny it. Thus is my theory #2.
I propose I change in all of us. Let's try to cut down on the contention. Let's do away with undue criticism and hurtful words/actions. Let us be mindful of our fellow man as well as ourselves. We could all get along much nicer if we weren't so defensive all the time. We could be less defensive if we weren't worried about the next knife aimed for our backs. Let's be sincere in our words. Let's just love one another.
That's my request. In fact, I think I'll make that my New Year's Resolution! I don't know how I'll track it. I'll think about it some more and let you know. ;)
Good day world!
Good night.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Monday, December 27, 2010
Music Box Dancer
The holiday season is always a great chance to catch up with family and old friends, sharing experiences from the past year and enjoying the company of the ones we love.
In my family, we have a tradition of music. I think the piano stayed silent while we opened presents, other than that, there was always someone plunking around. It never ceases to amaze me the talents my family has. Music Box Dancer has become this year's piece of choice. My sister in particular loves to figure this one out. Little does she know that she could easily read the piece out of my binder which lays in my box.
So it's been a while since I have posted on this here blog of mine. I suppose I should catch you up on my life now eh? I have finished my third Fall semester of college. This absolutely amazes me! I'm getting so old! (yeah, I know. Twenty-one is certainly NOT old but I'm starting to feel the affects of maturity sinking into my brain. How can I be childish when maturity keeps taking over? ;) )
I received my call to serve a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints a week before yesterday! Before I tell you where I'm going, let me tell you the story surrounding this call.
I got a call on Friday, December 17th telling me there was a big white envelope waiting for me on the mantle at home. There was just one problem with that, home is Indiana while my location was Provo, UT!! Now how am I supposed to open that beautiful envelope in Indiana when I'm still in Utah? And to top it all off? I was at work!! So I couldn't even leave right then and there to begin my journey home!!
When I finally got off work, I had to go home and figure out where I was going to put all of my stuff! I was taking whatever I could pack into my car back to Indiana and then the rest I would have to leave with various willing hosts. By the time all that was sorted out and several trips made, my friend Rachel and I were ready to hit the road.
Now, for your information, yes we drove from Utah to Indiana. What was it like, you might ask? Well let me tell you. Once we finally made it out of Colorado, the trip was actually really nice! I mean, we stunk really badly and the car was a mess of snacks and the like, but all in all, it was fun! What was in Colorado? SNOW!!! Lots and lots of snow. When we stopped to get gas, the trunk latch decided it didn't want to work. So we sat out there, in the cold (the snow had taken a break for a few minutes) trying to figure out how to fix the latch. While this wouldn't have been too bad, a truck pulls up bearing two guys. For two girls no where near anyone we know, this was quite terrifying. Perhaps if they had just gone into the gas station and made their purchases, we wouldn't have thought anything of their presence. The problem was, they stayed in their truck watching us. Every time we walked by their truck to go inside, they would roll down their window and ask us how the progress was coming on our trunk. Now, if you can see that someone is having a problem, wouldn't the polite thing to do be to get out and...oh I dunno...help the person? Or politely turn away and pretend you didn't see anything. I don't know. Maybe that's just me.
We finally bungeed the trunk down and made our way in to the mountain pass. Someone obviously knew something we didn't because the roads became super slick. To the point that we hit a guard rail while going 30mph. That was a bit terrifying. I called my dad, not knowing what else to do.
Can I just take a minute to shout out to all the dad's reading this? Thank you so much for being a person of stability in your children's lives. My dad told me that I could do it. I could continue through the snow and ice. Why? Because I was a Fielding. I was born in Idaho! I had all the genetic makeup to survive an icy blizzard.
While I still don't think genetics has anything to do with my skill at driving through snow and ice, I appreciated the confidence. We did, eventually, make it out of the mountains with just a little scratch on the side of the car and very grateful hearts. (Note: when I got home, we took the car into the shop to have them fix the alignment. They told us that there was a lot more wrong than just the alignment. The damages totaling up to a very large sum. Basically, my friend and I could have died if the car didn't hold out as long as it did. More blessings from above.)
I finally made it home. Halleluiah!!! We made arrived about an hour before we had to leave for church so I had just enough time to shower, take a grand tour of the newly-remodeled house and get ready for church. When church was over, I went home and waited ever impatiently for the family to arrive for the nativity pageant thing we do every year. We had decided that I would open my call then so everyone could be there to see.
Now, for the moment you've been patiently reading for. I have been called to labor in the California Long Beach mission. I report to the MTC (Missionary Training Center) on February 2nd. I will be speaking English for sure and any other language they may ask me to learn.
I am so excited to serve a mission! For those of you to don't know, I have wanted to serve a mission for as long as I can remember. My whole life has gathered to this grand moment in my life. If I ever had a goal for my life, this was it. Now that it's here, I don't know what to do with myself! Haha It's been quite the adventure getting to this point but I finally made it.
Later I'll share with you a link to my mission blog. My mom will be posting my mass emails/letters there, hopefully so you can keep up on what is happening in my life. Thanks for being such a patient crowd! Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!!
In my family, we have a tradition of music. I think the piano stayed silent while we opened presents, other than that, there was always someone plunking around. It never ceases to amaze me the talents my family has. Music Box Dancer has become this year's piece of choice. My sister in particular loves to figure this one out. Little does she know that she could easily read the piece out of my binder which lays in my box.
So it's been a while since I have posted on this here blog of mine. I suppose I should catch you up on my life now eh? I have finished my third Fall semester of college. This absolutely amazes me! I'm getting so old! (yeah, I know. Twenty-one is certainly NOT old but I'm starting to feel the affects of maturity sinking into my brain. How can I be childish when maturity keeps taking over? ;) )
I received my call to serve a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints a week before yesterday! Before I tell you where I'm going, let me tell you the story surrounding this call.
I got a call on Friday, December 17th telling me there was a big white envelope waiting for me on the mantle at home. There was just one problem with that, home is Indiana while my location was Provo, UT!! Now how am I supposed to open that beautiful envelope in Indiana when I'm still in Utah? And to top it all off? I was at work!! So I couldn't even leave right then and there to begin my journey home!!
When I finally got off work, I had to go home and figure out where I was going to put all of my stuff! I was taking whatever I could pack into my car back to Indiana and then the rest I would have to leave with various willing hosts. By the time all that was sorted out and several trips made, my friend Rachel and I were ready to hit the road.
Now, for your information, yes we drove from Utah to Indiana. What was it like, you might ask? Well let me tell you. Once we finally made it out of Colorado, the trip was actually really nice! I mean, we stunk really badly and the car was a mess of snacks and the like, but all in all, it was fun! What was in Colorado? SNOW!!! Lots and lots of snow. When we stopped to get gas, the trunk latch decided it didn't want to work. So we sat out there, in the cold (the snow had taken a break for a few minutes) trying to figure out how to fix the latch. While this wouldn't have been too bad, a truck pulls up bearing two guys. For two girls no where near anyone we know, this was quite terrifying. Perhaps if they had just gone into the gas station and made their purchases, we wouldn't have thought anything of their presence. The problem was, they stayed in their truck watching us. Every time we walked by their truck to go inside, they would roll down their window and ask us how the progress was coming on our trunk. Now, if you can see that someone is having a problem, wouldn't the polite thing to do be to get out and...oh I dunno...help the person? Or politely turn away and pretend you didn't see anything. I don't know. Maybe that's just me.
We finally bungeed the trunk down and made our way in to the mountain pass. Someone obviously knew something we didn't because the roads became super slick. To the point that we hit a guard rail while going 30mph. That was a bit terrifying. I called my dad, not knowing what else to do.
Can I just take a minute to shout out to all the dad's reading this? Thank you so much for being a person of stability in your children's lives. My dad told me that I could do it. I could continue through the snow and ice. Why? Because I was a Fielding. I was born in Idaho! I had all the genetic makeup to survive an icy blizzard.
While I still don't think genetics has anything to do with my skill at driving through snow and ice, I appreciated the confidence. We did, eventually, make it out of the mountains with just a little scratch on the side of the car and very grateful hearts. (Note: when I got home, we took the car into the shop to have them fix the alignment. They told us that there was a lot more wrong than just the alignment. The damages totaling up to a very large sum. Basically, my friend and I could have died if the car didn't hold out as long as it did. More blessings from above.)
I finally made it home. Halleluiah!!! We made arrived about an hour before we had to leave for church so I had just enough time to shower, take a grand tour of the newly-remodeled house and get ready for church. When church was over, I went home and waited ever impatiently for the family to arrive for the nativity pageant thing we do every year. We had decided that I would open my call then so everyone could be there to see.
Now, for the moment you've been patiently reading for. I have been called to labor in the California Long Beach mission. I report to the MTC (Missionary Training Center) on February 2nd. I will be speaking English for sure and any other language they may ask me to learn.
I am so excited to serve a mission! For those of you to don't know, I have wanted to serve a mission for as long as I can remember. My whole life has gathered to this grand moment in my life. If I ever had a goal for my life, this was it. Now that it's here, I don't know what to do with myself! Haha It's been quite the adventure getting to this point but I finally made it.
Later I'll share with you a link to my mission blog. My mom will be posting my mass emails/letters there, hopefully so you can keep up on what is happening in my life. Thanks for being such a patient crowd! Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!!
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
The words of scripture strike true...again
Oh. My. Goodness.
Yup. I went to Conference. Could I write a blog post that would do it justice? Nope. But I sure can try!
There are no words to describe how wonderful that weekend was. Every session was filled with so much spiritual greatness that there was soon no room to take it all in. After the last session, I spent quite a bit of time wandering Temple Square just writing in my journal or staring off into space, thinking. There were so many great lessons taught and principles emphasized. Many questions were answered and more were awakened. In the end, I walked away thinking to myself, "So this is what the Nephites felt after King Benjamin's speech..." How amazing a feeling it was too!! I thought I understood, but I really didn't.
Now I find myself on the busiest day of my week with a quick moment to write to all of you, my friends. I have a quick story to share. I was quick to forget one commandment brought up in Conference, go to bed early. Oops! It was entirely my fault. I had plenty of opportunities to retire early but I didn't take them. I felt pretty rotten as I reached my bed. That kind of feeling you get when you have to approach a teacher about an assignment that you know you should have done but you just didn't because you didn't feel like it. Or like that feeling you get/got when you approached your parents about something that you did, knowing you'll get in trouble for it. Anyway, that feeling. I quickly read my scriptures then began to say my prayers. I won't go into everything that was said but suffice to say that I was guilty of being quick to forget the commandment of God. I included my usual request to get help waking up and fell asleep.
Now comes the part where Shavonne almost does something to completely reverse every lesson she has learned up to this point. I woke up this morning with relative ease, considering the late night I had. I looked at my phone and said to myself, "Just a few more minutes. I'm too tired." As soon as I had that thought another came to my heart, "You go ahead and fall asleep again. I've done my part, now it's your turn." (ouch) There I went again! Quick to forget Who's help I had just received to be conscious for my first class. Good thing I don't have to be perfect right now, eh? So I drug myself out of bed and got ready. I was right on time to school. I looked at my schedule and saw very little hope for success today. I was stressed. Then came another little voice, "Trust in the Lord and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct thy paths." Ooo! Great promise! Looks like everything will work out.
Now I sit here getting ready to go to my class. It's been a stressful day with many disappointments but I'm still smiling. In the end, it will all work out. Right now, it is working out. I have no need to fear.
There's my story of hope for the day. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did experiencing it! Have a great day!
Yup. I went to Conference. Could I write a blog post that would do it justice? Nope. But I sure can try!
There are no words to describe how wonderful that weekend was. Every session was filled with so much spiritual greatness that there was soon no room to take it all in. After the last session, I spent quite a bit of time wandering Temple Square just writing in my journal or staring off into space, thinking. There were so many great lessons taught and principles emphasized. Many questions were answered and more were awakened. In the end, I walked away thinking to myself, "So this is what the Nephites felt after King Benjamin's speech..." How amazing a feeling it was too!! I thought I understood, but I really didn't.
Now I find myself on the busiest day of my week with a quick moment to write to all of you, my friends. I have a quick story to share. I was quick to forget one commandment brought up in Conference, go to bed early. Oops! It was entirely my fault. I had plenty of opportunities to retire early but I didn't take them. I felt pretty rotten as I reached my bed. That kind of feeling you get when you have to approach a teacher about an assignment that you know you should have done but you just didn't because you didn't feel like it. Or like that feeling you get/got when you approached your parents about something that you did, knowing you'll get in trouble for it. Anyway, that feeling. I quickly read my scriptures then began to say my prayers. I won't go into everything that was said but suffice to say that I was guilty of being quick to forget the commandment of God. I included my usual request to get help waking up and fell asleep.
Now comes the part where Shavonne almost does something to completely reverse every lesson she has learned up to this point. I woke up this morning with relative ease, considering the late night I had. I looked at my phone and said to myself, "Just a few more minutes. I'm too tired." As soon as I had that thought another came to my heart, "You go ahead and fall asleep again. I've done my part, now it's your turn." (ouch) There I went again! Quick to forget Who's help I had just received to be conscious for my first class. Good thing I don't have to be perfect right now, eh? So I drug myself out of bed and got ready. I was right on time to school. I looked at my schedule and saw very little hope for success today. I was stressed. Then came another little voice, "Trust in the Lord and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct thy paths." Ooo! Great promise! Looks like everything will work out.
Now I sit here getting ready to go to my class. It's been a stressful day with many disappointments but I'm still smiling. In the end, it will all work out. Right now, it is working out. I have no need to fear.
There's my story of hope for the day. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did experiencing it! Have a great day!
Friday, October 1, 2010
Life Ain't Always Beautiful
But it's a beautiful ride.
There was a time that I believed everyone had a fairy tale life. Whether they chose to acknowledge that fact was entirely up to them but I knew it was true. Now I'm starting to doubt that. Not that everyone doesn't deserve a fairy tale, but not everyone makes the choice to get one. I know this for a fact.
It's been a long time since I have written. I apologize to all you who actually keep up with this blabber. Allow me to catch you up on the events of my life.
This weekend is General Conference! This means a weekend with my dear sister and some good friends to get away from the cynicism often found in ProvOrem and listen to a prophet's voice. Don't get me wrong, I love it here! There are wonderful people and way fun times. It seems as the semester goes on, hope and determined joy dwindle. Or maybe that's just me. ;) Either way, I'm glad to be getting this much needed break for my soul to be rejuvenated and my mind enlarged with the good word of the Lord.
Sadie and I have been super blessed to get great tickets for the Sunday afternoon session. Our parents got the opportunity to meet Sister Dibb, counselor in the General Young Women's presidency, and get to know her a little bit. (How cool is that? You ought to ask them for the full story. They can tell it so much better than I.) It was mentioned that Sadie and I were living in Provo and going to school so Sister Dibb said she would give us tickets for conference. We have the potential to be in the very front row...ish! This is so very cool.
What else can I share with you about my life? Oh! I went dancing last night for the first time in months. I wish I had never stopped. I had forgotten how much I love to dance. It doesn't matter if I am dancing with someone else or if I am just enjoying the tunes by myself, I love to dance! Here is my message to you, readers. Don't give up on something you love! I don't care if it isn't convenient. Life's not worth living if it's easy all the time.
Until next time, enjoy your weekend!
There was a time that I believed everyone had a fairy tale life. Whether they chose to acknowledge that fact was entirely up to them but I knew it was true. Now I'm starting to doubt that. Not that everyone doesn't deserve a fairy tale, but not everyone makes the choice to get one. I know this for a fact.
It's been a long time since I have written. I apologize to all you who actually keep up with this blabber. Allow me to catch you up on the events of my life.
This weekend is General Conference! This means a weekend with my dear sister and some good friends to get away from the cynicism often found in ProvOrem and listen to a prophet's voice. Don't get me wrong, I love it here! There are wonderful people and way fun times. It seems as the semester goes on, hope and determined joy dwindle. Or maybe that's just me. ;) Either way, I'm glad to be getting this much needed break for my soul to be rejuvenated and my mind enlarged with the good word of the Lord.
Sadie and I have been super blessed to get great tickets for the Sunday afternoon session. Our parents got the opportunity to meet Sister Dibb, counselor in the General Young Women's presidency, and get to know her a little bit. (How cool is that? You ought to ask them for the full story. They can tell it so much better than I.) It was mentioned that Sadie and I were living in Provo and going to school so Sister Dibb said she would give us tickets for conference. We have the potential to be in the very front row...ish! This is so very cool.
What else can I share with you about my life? Oh! I went dancing last night for the first time in months. I wish I had never stopped. I had forgotten how much I love to dance. It doesn't matter if I am dancing with someone else or if I am just enjoying the tunes by myself, I love to dance! Here is my message to you, readers. Don't give up on something you love! I don't care if it isn't convenient. Life's not worth living if it's easy all the time.
Until next time, enjoy your weekend!
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Aaah, to sleep away the worry
Good morning world!
Today I find myself in an interesting position that involves circumstances that feel out of my hands. I went to bed last night at around 2am. For a weekend, that's not too terrible since all my Saturday morning plans fell through. The only problem here is that I couldn't actually fall asleep until around 3am. However, it's the weekend, I should be able to sleep in and catch up on lost sleep. Wrong again. Without setting an alarm or asking to be disturbed, I found myself awake at 7am. That's four hours of sleep. This has been a recurring pattern this week. I'm dead tired all throughout the day but once the hours of 10-11pm hit, I'm wide awake and kickin'. What's a poor girl to do when she can't sleep?
On a brighter side, I've been doing pretty well in my schooling so far. I've managed to get all my homework done for the first few days of next week, leaving my weekend free to do whatever I please. Isn't it wonderful to have that freedom with your schedule?
I don't really have anything else to say this morning....maybe you could give me ideas on what you would like to read.
Until my fingers brush these keys again.
Today I find myself in an interesting position that involves circumstances that feel out of my hands. I went to bed last night at around 2am. For a weekend, that's not too terrible since all my Saturday morning plans fell through. The only problem here is that I couldn't actually fall asleep until around 3am. However, it's the weekend, I should be able to sleep in and catch up on lost sleep. Wrong again. Without setting an alarm or asking to be disturbed, I found myself awake at 7am. That's four hours of sleep. This has been a recurring pattern this week. I'm dead tired all throughout the day but once the hours of 10-11pm hit, I'm wide awake and kickin'. What's a poor girl to do when she can't sleep?
On a brighter side, I've been doing pretty well in my schooling so far. I've managed to get all my homework done for the first few days of next week, leaving my weekend free to do whatever I please. Isn't it wonderful to have that freedom with your schedule?
I don't really have anything else to say this morning....maybe you could give me ideas on what you would like to read.
Until my fingers brush these keys again.
Friday, September 10, 2010
School has begun again!
And has it been crazy! I have a full load of classes plus a part-time job. Now, to some, that might sound like a lot so now I add the full social calendar that keeps itself full without any help from myself. (minus being ridiculously witty and fun to be around, but we don't speak of that. ;) ) It has been really great so far though. My Heavenly Father has greatly blessed me with every skill/talent to accomplish everything I have on my "To Do" list. I'm pretty sure if I didn't have Him to cry to every night, my life would be one big empty hole filled with a lot of hot air.
In other news, I've started a second blog. Now, I know what you're thinking, "You barely keep up with this one anymore! How in the world are you going to keep up with a second blog! Shavonne, my dear, you are stretching yourself too thin." 'Tis not so my dear friends! The second blog is for my Principles of Journalism class. I have to write specifically about journalism and my views on the issues discussed in class. I'm pretty excited to take on this project. If you all want to follow it, just click here. I would greatly appreciate all the comments and feedback you can give me. The idea is to create a discussion, giving me an idea on what I want to do with journalism when I graduate.
I'll give you a much more detailed post next time. For now, I could be late for class if I don't skidaddle.
Until we meet again!
In other news, I've started a second blog. Now, I know what you're thinking, "You barely keep up with this one anymore! How in the world are you going to keep up with a second blog! Shavonne, my dear, you are stretching yourself too thin." 'Tis not so my dear friends! The second blog is for my Principles of Journalism class. I have to write specifically about journalism and my views on the issues discussed in class. I'm pretty excited to take on this project. If you all want to follow it, just click here. I would greatly appreciate all the comments and feedback you can give me. The idea is to create a discussion, giving me an idea on what I want to do with journalism when I graduate.
I'll give you a much more detailed post next time. For now, I could be late for class if I don't skidaddle.
Until we meet again!
Monday, August 30, 2010
Home again!
Looks to me like I haven't dumped my thoughts and impressions of life on you for a while. I apologize profusely! Let me catch you up real quick on the events of my life.
I have recently returned from a week long trip back to my family in Indiana and boy! What a trip! Shall I tell you how it went? Well...okay. ;) So it started off with my own fault, sleeping in. Missed my original flight but managed to snag a later flight with no additional cost. (Somebody REALLY wanted me home.) Upon arrival to Kentuckiana, I immediately contracted "Contact Dermatitis" (the condition of touching and reacting to poisonous plants like Poison Ivy or Poison Oak.) and went to the urgent care center to get treated. I was given some powerful drugs and instantly untouchable for the following week. (makes playing with the younger kids kinda difficult.) Then I went to the eye doctor to find out I have infiltrates in my eyes. Guess what that means! More drugs...yay. If that weren't enough, my brother has legs of steel, causing my poor little toe to get pretty badly bruised for a couple days. My mom says I just shouldn't go home anymore. It's just cheaper that way. Haha little does she know...
The trip wasn't all bad though. Not by any means. It was wonderful to be able to see my family and share in their crazy life. They have been renovating their house for the past three months now so they have been living with my aunt and uncle. In case you didn't know, that is a lot of people in one house. It works out pretty well though. Everyone is very accommodating and self-sacrificing. Only in a family filled with love and the Spirit could pull this arrangement off this well I've decided. I also got to see a couple good friends and talk to more good friends. All-in-all, the trip was well worth it. :D
I learned some really great lessons today. It's amazing what the Lord has in store to teach you when you're not looking for a lesson. Or even what He teaches you when you are looking for a lesson. I'll have to explain that more tomorrow though when it is not so late and I am finished with schooly things.
G'night world! Thanks for reading. :D
I have recently returned from a week long trip back to my family in Indiana and boy! What a trip! Shall I tell you how it went? Well...okay. ;) So it started off with my own fault, sleeping in. Missed my original flight but managed to snag a later flight with no additional cost. (Somebody REALLY wanted me home.) Upon arrival to Kentuckiana, I immediately contracted "Contact Dermatitis" (the condition of touching and reacting to poisonous plants like Poison Ivy or Poison Oak.) and went to the urgent care center to get treated. I was given some powerful drugs and instantly untouchable for the following week. (makes playing with the younger kids kinda difficult.) Then I went to the eye doctor to find out I have infiltrates in my eyes. Guess what that means! More drugs...yay. If that weren't enough, my brother has legs of steel, causing my poor little toe to get pretty badly bruised for a couple days. My mom says I just shouldn't go home anymore. It's just cheaper that way. Haha little does she know...
The trip wasn't all bad though. Not by any means. It was wonderful to be able to see my family and share in their crazy life. They have been renovating their house for the past three months now so they have been living with my aunt and uncle. In case you didn't know, that is a lot of people in one house. It works out pretty well though. Everyone is very accommodating and self-sacrificing. Only in a family filled with love and the Spirit could pull this arrangement off this well I've decided. I also got to see a couple good friends and talk to more good friends. All-in-all, the trip was well worth it. :D
I learned some really great lessons today. It's amazing what the Lord has in store to teach you when you're not looking for a lesson. Or even what He teaches you when you are looking for a lesson. I'll have to explain that more tomorrow though when it is not so late and I am finished with schooly things.
G'night world! Thanks for reading. :D
Sunday, August 15, 2010
I Am a Child of God
Enter girl and guy, slow dancing while meeting for the first time.
Guy: What's your name?
Girl: Jane
Guy: That's nice. What are you doing here?
Girl: Going to school.
Guy: That's cool. Where are you going to school?
Girl: BYU
Guy: Nice. What's your major?
Girl: Communications
Guy: Wow....why Communications?
Girl: (thinking in her head) Why not? Too many questions about life! Head exploding! Oh. My. Gosh! (out loud) It sounded like something I would be interested in. I really do enjoy it.
Thus is the generic first meeting at a dance. So many questions with pretty straightforward answers.
This past week has made me think. What am I really doing here? What are my true motives for the things I do? How can I give my life over to my Savior if I do not know Him like I thought I did?
Do any of these questions sound familiar? Let me share the answers I have learned, all in a culmination of one glorious Sunday morning. :)
What am I really doing here?
Well I've realized that this is far too broad of a question. The word "here" alone has many meanings, each one very different depending on the context. (Gotta love the English language) Let me narrow it. What am I doing at BYU? I am here to learn. Learn what? Learn how to write well, socialize with poise, work in a professional manner, work through mathematical equations, and simply be happy with myself. What am I doing in Provo? Attending BYU. What am I doing here on Earth? I came to gain a body to house my spirit and gain eternal life. (So simple isn't it? Why complicate the good things in life when they make more sense in simpler terms?)
What are my true motives for the things I do?
Does anyone else question their own motives sometimes? In the scriptures we are told to pray "with real intent" but sometimes I wonder if my real intent isn't as real as I would like to believe. There were many powerful talks given in Sacrament meeting today that helped clarify that for me.
Then you go to talk to him. It gets awkward and you're worried that you may have scared him off with your lack of poise and self-control but that desire to get to know this guy helps you overcome that. Armed with your desire to know this guy, you invite him to a group outing. Then it progresses to a date or two, then you find yourself really wanting to spend more time with this guy. It's been kind of bumpy so far because of first meeting awkwardness but your desire pushes you onward. Finally, you realize you two are compatible, he pops the question and you live happily ever after. Happy day!
The same thing works for our motives. I learned that all I need to do is replace my desires with good ones. Once that is done, my motives will always be pure. Again with the beautiful simplicity!
How can I give my life over to my Savior if I do not know Him like I thought I did?
Trust is a hard thing to have. Trust is fragile and not easily put to use. The answer to this question wasn't expressly answered in a talk so much as it came as a reminder through evidences expressed in the talks. (Does that make sense? I hope so.) One talk was about the For the Strength of Youth pamphlet. At first I wanted to tune it out, but there was a great point brought up. (or I could have just imagined it...) We have been given standards to live by, not to ruin or dull our lives, but to thrive and grow through. By living our standards, we show that we are replacing obedience as an irritant and making it our quest instead. We are promised great blessings for doing this by Latter-day prophets.
It could only be by love that we would be asked to stand so far apart from the world. It is in our best interests. Our Savior and Heavenly Father know us well enough to give us hard things. Through our afflictions and tribulations we grow strong. If they know us that well, we had to know them at least a little bit before coming here. They were, and should still be, our best friends and caretakers. They don't require much from us, just our faith. Sweet simplicity.
So I realize this sounds like a scattered version of something you would read in the Ensign or something but I had to get it out there. I hope you learned something here. =)
Until next time.
Guy: What's your name?
Girl: Jane
Guy: That's nice. What are you doing here?
Girl: Going to school.
Guy: That's cool. Where are you going to school?
Girl: BYU
Guy: Nice. What's your major?
Girl: Communications
Guy: Wow....why Communications?
Girl: (thinking in her head) Why not? Too many questions about life! Head exploding! Oh. My. Gosh! (out loud) It sounded like something I would be interested in. I really do enjoy it.
Thus is the generic first meeting at a dance. So many questions with pretty straightforward answers.
This past week has made me think. What am I really doing here? What are my true motives for the things I do? How can I give my life over to my Savior if I do not know Him like I thought I did?
Do any of these questions sound familiar? Let me share the answers I have learned, all in a culmination of one glorious Sunday morning. :)
What am I really doing here?
Well I've realized that this is far too broad of a question. The word "here" alone has many meanings, each one very different depending on the context. (Gotta love the English language) Let me narrow it. What am I doing at BYU? I am here to learn. Learn what? Learn how to write well, socialize with poise, work in a professional manner, work through mathematical equations, and simply be happy with myself. What am I doing in Provo? Attending BYU. What am I doing here on Earth? I came to gain a body to house my spirit and gain eternal life. (So simple isn't it? Why complicate the good things in life when they make more sense in simpler terms?)
What are my true motives for the things I do?
Does anyone else question their own motives sometimes? In the scriptures we are told to pray "with real intent" but sometimes I wonder if my real intent isn't as real as I would like to believe. There were many powerful talks given in Sacrament meeting today that helped clarify that for me.
But behold, if ye will awake and arouse your faculties, even to an experiment upon my words, and exercise a particle of faith, yea, even if ye can no more than desire to believe, let this desire work in you, even until ye believe in a manner that ye can give place for a portion of my words. ~Alma 32:27It says here that if we even have but a desire, we just let it work in us. It's like falling in and out of love I would imagine. You see a guy and you think, Hey, he's kinda cute.
Then you go to talk to him. It gets awkward and you're worried that you may have scared him off with your lack of poise and self-control but that desire to get to know this guy helps you overcome that. Armed with your desire to know this guy, you invite him to a group outing. Then it progresses to a date or two, then you find yourself really wanting to spend more time with this guy. It's been kind of bumpy so far because of first meeting awkwardness but your desire pushes you onward. Finally, you realize you two are compatible, he pops the question and you live happily ever after. Happy day!
The same thing works for our motives. I learned that all I need to do is replace my desires with good ones. Once that is done, my motives will always be pure. Again with the beautiful simplicity!
How can I give my life over to my Savior if I do not know Him like I thought I did?
Trust is a hard thing to have. Trust is fragile and not easily put to use. The answer to this question wasn't expressly answered in a talk so much as it came as a reminder through evidences expressed in the talks. (Does that make sense? I hope so.) One talk was about the For the Strength of Youth pamphlet. At first I wanted to tune it out, but there was a great point brought up. (or I could have just imagined it...) We have been given standards to live by, not to ruin or dull our lives, but to thrive and grow through. By living our standards, we show that we are replacing obedience as an irritant and making it our quest instead. We are promised great blessings for doing this by Latter-day prophets.
It could only be by love that we would be asked to stand so far apart from the world. It is in our best interests. Our Savior and Heavenly Father know us well enough to give us hard things. Through our afflictions and tribulations we grow strong. If they know us that well, we had to know them at least a little bit before coming here. They were, and should still be, our best friends and caretakers. They don't require much from us, just our faith. Sweet simplicity.
So I realize this sounds like a scattered version of something you would read in the Ensign or something but I had to get it out there. I hope you learned something here. =)
Until next time.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Sorry readers! I only have a lame excuse for discontinuing the updates on my life. Ready for it? I have been trying to make all my blog posts have a song to go with them, but when I get sad or lonely, music seems to leave my heart. Thus, no song to base my posts on. I told you it was a lame excuse.
Now! What have we missed? Oh yes, I have now joined the ranks of the many people searching for that crazy thing we call a job. Yes, I am on the hunt for work. I will say this, it hasn't been an easy road, but I'm learning many important lessons on this journey. One thing is for sure though, it's great practice for future endeavors. I mean, if my ego can learn to handle rejection when I'm only trying to sell my skills, that's one step closer to my spirit handling people rejecting my religion. It will all work out in the end.
Well, it's kinda late so I'll have to post more another day. Please forgive my inattentiveness.
Now! What have we missed? Oh yes, I have now joined the ranks of the many people searching for that crazy thing we call a job. Yes, I am on the hunt for work. I will say this, it hasn't been an easy road, but I'm learning many important lessons on this journey. One thing is for sure though, it's great practice for future endeavors. I mean, if my ego can learn to handle rejection when I'm only trying to sell my skills, that's one step closer to my spirit handling people rejecting my religion. It will all work out in the end.
Well, it's kinda late so I'll have to post more another day. Please forgive my inattentiveness.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
All Play and No Work...
...makes Shavonne a very unsatisfied soul.
It's amazing the lessons one can learn through experience. I, myself, learned that if you don't work hard, playing hard is just no fun. It also works the other way around, if you don't play hard, working hard will never seem worth it. So here is my shout out to all of you, go balance yourselves! Work and play! Neither are evil while the other exists in equality.
So here's the story for the post. This weekend has been the craziest one I've had yet! It all started on Friday with a massive water balloon fight. You read that right, massive water balloon fight!
I hope you watched the video because I was in that craziness! Following that awesomeness we decided to hoof it over to Costco to pick up some pizza, while still in our wet clothes. Come on now, why not show off our activities to the world right? ;) We didn't even make it in the door before security rushed out the entrance to yell, "Hey! I saw you on the news!" He then began to describe the epic sight that had displayed on his TV set. Needless to say, fame goes to my head waaay too easily. haha
After the pizza we decided we didn't want to dry off just yet so we went swimming. Swimming is always fun, especially on a hot day such as that. After that was frozen yogurt and then work. Guess who is using lotion regularly for the first time in her life to preserve what little color she obtained from the sun? Yeah...that's me...
That was only Friday! Saturday was just as exciting. :D
I went to Foam days with Icie and Jim. They are the cutest engaged couple I've ever seen. Before that though, we went to Elaine's to have Icie's dress fitted. Icie's dress will be so beautiful when completed! Elaine's kids were adorable. Almost all of them attacked Jim while waiting for us ladies to be finished ooo-ing and aaw-ing over Icie's dress. It was quite the sight to see.
Foam days was pretty epic. The fire department sprayed foam all over a large field then everyone was released to play, wrestle and cover themselves in the slimy, kind of funky smelling stuff. It was quite exciting.
After that we began a Star Wars marathon that will go probably weekly, starting with Episode I: The Phantom Menace. I forgot how much I love those movies!! :D Definitely worth watching again and again.
Just when you thought you knew all about the greatness the weekend held in store, there came more on Sunday! Leah came over and we made a delectable dinner that we ended up sharing with anyone we could invite. Good food and good people, now that's what Sunday after church should be like. :) I had been plotting a surprise birthday party for Leah for that evening (we couldn't do it on her birthday! She would expect it!) but she was making it very difficult. First she wouldn't leave my apartment so I could set up. Then, when the location of the party got moved, she wouldn't go! She was doing a favor for a friend so I guess I couldn't get upset...but I did anyway. She couldn't understand why I so badly wanted her to go to this location and I couldn't just tell her to go and I would finish her favor for her...so we ended up bringing the party to her. We knocked on her door and sang happy birthday then I happily took over the favor so she could finally go to her own birthday party. haha, gotta love how things work out.
There you have it, my whirlwind weekend. Whew! I thought I'd never get it all down on a post! Haha now there is no time for me to tell you about today so I'll have to save that for another time. Until next time readers!
It's amazing the lessons one can learn through experience. I, myself, learned that if you don't work hard, playing hard is just no fun. It also works the other way around, if you don't play hard, working hard will never seem worth it. So here is my shout out to all of you, go balance yourselves! Work and play! Neither are evil while the other exists in equality.
So here's the story for the post. This weekend has been the craziest one I've had yet! It all started on Friday with a massive water balloon fight. You read that right, massive water balloon fight!
I hope you watched the video because I was in that craziness! Following that awesomeness we decided to hoof it over to Costco to pick up some pizza, while still in our wet clothes. Come on now, why not show off our activities to the world right? ;) We didn't even make it in the door before security rushed out the entrance to yell, "Hey! I saw you on the news!" He then began to describe the epic sight that had displayed on his TV set. Needless to say, fame goes to my head waaay too easily. haha
After the pizza we decided we didn't want to dry off just yet so we went swimming. Swimming is always fun, especially on a hot day such as that. After that was frozen yogurt and then work. Guess who is using lotion regularly for the first time in her life to preserve what little color she obtained from the sun? Yeah...that's me...
That was only Friday! Saturday was just as exciting. :D
I went to Foam days with Icie and Jim. They are the cutest engaged couple I've ever seen. Before that though, we went to Elaine's to have Icie's dress fitted. Icie's dress will be so beautiful when completed! Elaine's kids were adorable. Almost all of them attacked Jim while waiting for us ladies to be finished ooo-ing and aaw-ing over Icie's dress. It was quite the sight to see.
Foam days was pretty epic. The fire department sprayed foam all over a large field then everyone was released to play, wrestle and cover themselves in the slimy, kind of funky smelling stuff. It was quite exciting.
After that we began a Star Wars marathon that will go probably weekly, starting with Episode I: The Phantom Menace. I forgot how much I love those movies!! :D Definitely worth watching again and again.
Just when you thought you knew all about the greatness the weekend held in store, there came more on Sunday! Leah came over and we made a delectable dinner that we ended up sharing with anyone we could invite. Good food and good people, now that's what Sunday after church should be like. :) I had been plotting a surprise birthday party for Leah for that evening (we couldn't do it on her birthday! She would expect it!) but she was making it very difficult. First she wouldn't leave my apartment so I could set up. Then, when the location of the party got moved, she wouldn't go! She was doing a favor for a friend so I guess I couldn't get upset...but I did anyway. She couldn't understand why I so badly wanted her to go to this location and I couldn't just tell her to go and I would finish her favor for her...so we ended up bringing the party to her. We knocked on her door and sang happy birthday then I happily took over the favor so she could finally go to her own birthday party. haha, gotta love how things work out.
There you have it, my whirlwind weekend. Whew! I thought I'd never get it all down on a post! Haha now there is no time for me to tell you about today so I'll have to save that for another time. Until next time readers!
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
This One's For the Girls
Advanced to any guy who may be keeping up with this blog of mine but this one is specifically aimed at girls.
Girls, I want to let you know just how special you are. Let's face it, only women have the ability to overreact, worry, be constantly frantic and still manage to look good while doing it. ;) We women have some pretty special talents.
I just have some words of warning that I have accumulated in my own life from other's advice plus my own life's experiences. First of all, fear not. Don't allow fear to keep you from doing what you want to do. If you want to perform, perform! If you want to flirt, flirt! If you want to be a hermit, be a hermit! (I wouldn't personally recommend it. It's kinda boring. ;) ) You get the idea. Fear is of the devil. Don't give him that power over you.
Second, guys are the most wonderful/scary beings in existence. It's the way we were created. It has been said that if there weren't that natural attraction to the opposite gender, we wouldn't like them because they are so different from us. The attraction is the wonderful part. The scary part is when you realize that attraction can get you into trouble. (For those of you concerned for my well-being, this has not happened to me personally. It is an observation.) Girls have a tendency to fall for jerks and players. It's true. Fortunately, this is not the case for all girls. There is hope! Just keep looking and loving.
I suppose that's all I have time for today seeing as I need to be at work in 20 minutes and I haven't even dried my hair yet. ;) Good day to ya'll!
Girls, I want to let you know just how special you are. Let's face it, only women have the ability to overreact, worry, be constantly frantic and still manage to look good while doing it. ;) We women have some pretty special talents.
I just have some words of warning that I have accumulated in my own life from other's advice plus my own life's experiences. First of all, fear not. Don't allow fear to keep you from doing what you want to do. If you want to perform, perform! If you want to flirt, flirt! If you want to be a hermit, be a hermit! (I wouldn't personally recommend it. It's kinda boring. ;) ) You get the idea. Fear is of the devil. Don't give him that power over you.
Second, guys are the most wonderful/scary beings in existence. It's the way we were created. It has been said that if there weren't that natural attraction to the opposite gender, we wouldn't like them because they are so different from us. The attraction is the wonderful part. The scary part is when you realize that attraction can get you into trouble. (For those of you concerned for my well-being, this has not happened to me personally. It is an observation.) Girls have a tendency to fall for jerks and players. It's true. Fortunately, this is not the case for all girls. There is hope! Just keep looking and loving.
I suppose that's all I have time for today seeing as I need to be at work in 20 minutes and I haven't even dried my hair yet. ;) Good day to ya'll!
Thursday, July 15, 2010
I apologize profusely for my inattention to this blog. I've had some late nights (today not being an exception) and just didn't get to the blog.
Lesson for the day:
I told a friend today that it would be better for her not to join me in my misery...now I wonder if I made the right decision. I had the right reason for saying so. I didn't want to bring her down too...but I'm slowly learning that even the strongest people need a shoulder to cry on. So this is me, crying to you readers. Life is hard. It seems just when you think you have it all right, something goes wrong. I think it's a lesson in being a control freak. "How will Shavonne handle her life spinning wildly out of control? Will she be humble enough to see help?" Well, my answer to that is...yeah not all the time, but I'm getting better!
With that, I'm going to close. Thank you for reading. :)
Lesson for the day:
"Angry people are not always wise."
"If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all."You get the picture? Anger and frustration causes problems. This doesn't mean we suppress these emotions because, well let's face it, they happen. This means that we need to learn to direct those emotions to something constructive. Channel that energy for good. I've learned to write. Not all of it is constructive...so it won't make it to this blog ;), but most of it comes out as coherent thought. My own thoughts plus whatever it is the Lord is trying to teach me eventually make it to the paper.
I told a friend today that it would be better for her not to join me in my misery...now I wonder if I made the right decision. I had the right reason for saying so. I didn't want to bring her down too...but I'm slowly learning that even the strongest people need a shoulder to cry on. So this is me, crying to you readers. Life is hard. It seems just when you think you have it all right, something goes wrong. I think it's a lesson in being a control freak. "How will Shavonne handle her life spinning wildly out of control? Will she be humble enough to see help?" Well, my answer to that is...yeah not all the time, but I'm getting better!
With that, I'm going to close. Thank you for reading. :)
Monday, July 12, 2010
We Are a Happy Family
Hello readers! :) I'm back!
To fill you in on my activities, I've been chillin' it up with my family. That's right, ALL of my family. Mom, Dad, brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, all of them. Only two missing from the bunch. It was absolutely amazing!! We rode segways, four-wheelers, helicopters, and had all sorts of great food and fun! :) It's amazing how rejuvenated one can feel after being around such strong support. :D
As the hour grows near, I've been contemplating/planning serving a full-time mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I knew there were some spiritual and temporal preparations to be made but my goodness! There is so much to do and so little time given to do it. I've decided to work myself into a regular sleep, exercise and eating pattern, mostly for preparation for a mission but also just for my own personal health. I've come to learn for myself that personal health is important in a life's work. When we are healthy, we perform more effectively in all the tasks given us.
It never ceases to amaze me just how mindful the Lord is of us and our circumstances in life. I had some questions weighing heavily on my mind and I didn't know where to look for the answers. I had tried prayer and scripture study but the answer just wasn't coming. I finally received my answers today and you know what? I don't think I could have received those answers any better if they had come earlier. I'm grateful that the Lord answers our prayers on His timetable. Otherwise, I wouldn't grasp the full implication of what was said to me and would be lost in the dark with all this information I don't know how to use. Isn't it wonderful that every situation in life is presented to us with a specific purpose? War or peace, there are lessons to be learned in every place in our life. The question is, will we listen with the moment of teaching comes?
We talked about the Prodigal Son in Sunday School today. I have heard this story at least a hundred times in my life but yet again I was able to learn something new from it. The point was made that even though the prodigal son came back and got the fatted calf and celebration for his return from riotous living, the righteous son retained his inheritance. The prodigal son could come back as a servant and try to earn back his inheritance (as evidence of the ring on his finger and the robe on his back) but the righteous son will receive all that the father hath. The comment was made that sometimes we don't always see the blessings we have because we are so used to the constant downpour of blessings in our lives. For those of us who have grown so accustomed to constant blessings, it comes as a flowing river. For those of us who have not experienced that constant blessing or who have gone away from it for a while, the effect is more like a waterfall. Either way, both get wet.
I could continue but the hour grows late and there are pressing matters to attend to in the day to come. I bid you all a fond goodnight! =)
To fill you in on my activities, I've been chillin' it up with my family. That's right, ALL of my family. Mom, Dad, brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, all of them. Only two missing from the bunch. It was absolutely amazing!! We rode segways, four-wheelers, helicopters, and had all sorts of great food and fun! :) It's amazing how rejuvenated one can feel after being around such strong support. :D
As the hour grows near, I've been contemplating/planning serving a full-time mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I knew there were some spiritual and temporal preparations to be made but my goodness! There is so much to do and so little time given to do it. I've decided to work myself into a regular sleep, exercise and eating pattern, mostly for preparation for a mission but also just for my own personal health. I've come to learn for myself that personal health is important in a life's work. When we are healthy, we perform more effectively in all the tasks given us.
It never ceases to amaze me just how mindful the Lord is of us and our circumstances in life. I had some questions weighing heavily on my mind and I didn't know where to look for the answers. I had tried prayer and scripture study but the answer just wasn't coming. I finally received my answers today and you know what? I don't think I could have received those answers any better if they had come earlier. I'm grateful that the Lord answers our prayers on His timetable. Otherwise, I wouldn't grasp the full implication of what was said to me and would be lost in the dark with all this information I don't know how to use. Isn't it wonderful that every situation in life is presented to us with a specific purpose? War or peace, there are lessons to be learned in every place in our life. The question is, will we listen with the moment of teaching comes?
We talked about the Prodigal Son in Sunday School today. I have heard this story at least a hundred times in my life but yet again I was able to learn something new from it. The point was made that even though the prodigal son came back and got the fatted calf and celebration for his return from riotous living, the righteous son retained his inheritance. The prodigal son could come back as a servant and try to earn back his inheritance (as evidence of the ring on his finger and the robe on his back) but the righteous son will receive all that the father hath. The comment was made that sometimes we don't always see the blessings we have because we are so used to the constant downpour of blessings in our lives. For those of us who have grown so accustomed to constant blessings, it comes as a flowing river. For those of us who have not experienced that constant blessing or who have gone away from it for a while, the effect is more like a waterfall. Either way, both get wet.
I could continue but the hour grows late and there are pressing matters to attend to in the day to come. I bid you all a fond goodnight! =)
Saturday, July 3, 2010
It's My Life
Whew! It's been a week since my last post! So sorry about that.
This has been a busy week in Shavonneyland. Between dates, work, and family vacation, its little wonder that I haven't had time to fill the web with my babblings. With my excuses made, let me fill you in on what's been happening with me.
So school is out for the summer. For me at least. I'm working custodial in the Tanner during the week and retail at Van Heusen on the weekends. When I'm not working, I'm job hunting. I've come to realize that free time is a scary thing to have. If I'm not careful, I'll just sit around my apartment and get fat (Ha!).
I'll soon be doing the necessary preparations to serve a full-time mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I've already spoken to my bishop and stake president about it. True, it'll still be a while before everything is done, but I'm pretty excited.
I've been making some decisions in my life. Pretty major ones, if I do say so myself. I have come to the conclusion that life is short so make it worth it. This doesn't mean that we should waste away our time by not contributing to society, but we should do our best in everything we do. That way we don't have to try to do it again.
I'll have to edit this post later because I'm short on time. Hope you enjoy what you've read!
This has been a busy week in Shavonneyland. Between dates, work, and family vacation, its little wonder that I haven't had time to fill the web with my babblings. With my excuses made, let me fill you in on what's been happening with me.
So school is out for the summer. For me at least. I'm working custodial in the Tanner during the week and retail at Van Heusen on the weekends. When I'm not working, I'm job hunting. I've come to realize that free time is a scary thing to have. If I'm not careful, I'll just sit around my apartment and get fat (Ha!).
I'll soon be doing the necessary preparations to serve a full-time mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I've already spoken to my bishop and stake president about it. True, it'll still be a while before everything is done, but I'm pretty excited.
I've been making some decisions in my life. Pretty major ones, if I do say so myself. I have come to the conclusion that life is short so make it worth it. This doesn't mean that we should waste away our time by not contributing to society, but we should do our best in everything we do. That way we don't have to try to do it again.
I'll have to edit this post later because I'm short on time. Hope you enjoy what you've read!
Friday, June 25, 2010
Big Yellow Taxi
A wise person once told me, "Isn't it amazing how much more we appreciate something when we have to go without for a while?" While they were referring to thumbs, I'm referring to just about anything. The little things we take for granted, such as: hugs, serious conversation, scriptures, song, math, english, etc. We don't realize how much we use the little things in life to build our successes. It is truly by small and simple means that great things come to pass.
I never really understood why there are so many songs about heartache and sorrow when there are so many good things in the world. Why be sad when there is so much joy to be had? Then I am cheerfully reminded almost everyday through little acts of pain or loss. Sadness is just a part of life. It doesn't mean we are evil. It simply means...well...I guess I don't know the answer to that one I just know being sad doesn't make us a bad person. It doesn't mean we are being punished for sin or transgression, we are just sad. You know what? It's okay. Even our Savior wept. He wept with his friends for their pain. He felt sad. Prophets of old have felt sorrow. Does that mean they transgressed? I think not.
On a more positive note, life couldn't be better here in the Happy Valley! Tia, Jenna, Sarah, Hailey and I went karaoking at Pirate Island tonight. It was an absolute ball! Of course...by the time we got up on stage, everyone had left for the night. But man! We were entertaining! Before that, I had work in the Tanner building. Have I ever posted about my job? I absolutely love it!! My boss is great! My coworkers make me smile. Everything is just wonderful! Before that, Jenna, Sarah, and I checked out local sports stores looking for frisbee golf frisbees! We found Cabelas and let's just say we fell in love with it! So many cool things to see and fun things to do. They have it all!
Well, now you're caught up on my day. I hope you enjoyed it!
I never really understood why there are so many songs about heartache and sorrow when there are so many good things in the world. Why be sad when there is so much joy to be had? Then I am cheerfully reminded almost everyday through little acts of pain or loss. Sadness is just a part of life. It doesn't mean we are evil. It simply means...well...I guess I don't know the answer to that one I just know being sad doesn't make us a bad person. It doesn't mean we are being punished for sin or transgression, we are just sad. You know what? It's okay. Even our Savior wept. He wept with his friends for their pain. He felt sad. Prophets of old have felt sorrow. Does that mean they transgressed? I think not.
On a more positive note, life couldn't be better here in the Happy Valley! Tia, Jenna, Sarah, Hailey and I went karaoking at Pirate Island tonight. It was an absolute ball! Of course...by the time we got up on stage, everyone had left for the night. But man! We were entertaining! Before that, I had work in the Tanner building. Have I ever posted about my job? I absolutely love it!! My boss is great! My coworkers make me smile. Everything is just wonderful! Before that, Jenna, Sarah, and I checked out local sports stores looking for frisbee golf frisbees! We found Cabelas and let's just say we fell in love with it! So many cool things to see and fun things to do. They have it all!
Well, now you're caught up on my day. I hope you enjoyed it!
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Moments
There are moments in our lives when we feel like we can't make a difference. Where all we have going for us is our own selfish interests because the world won't accept our helping hand. So what do we do? Give up? Indulge long hidden and sometimes petty self interests? Get angry. No!
There is a song recorded by (in my opinion) inspiration. It is this song that I share with you now.
Moments
By: Emerson Drive
I was coming to the end of a long long walk
When a man crawled out of a cardboard box
Under the E. Street Bridge
Followed me on to it
I went out halfway across
With that homeless shadow tagging along
So I dug for some change
Wouldn't need it anyway
He took it lookin' just a bit ashamed
He said, You know, I haven't always been this way
I've had my moments, days in the sun
Moments I was second to none
Moments when I knew I did what I thought I couldn't do
Like that plane ride coming home from the war
That summer my son was born
And memories like a coat so warm
A cold wind can't get through
Lookin' at me now you might not know it
But I've had my moments
I stood there tryin' to find my nerve
Wondering if a single soul on Earth
Would care at all
Miss me when I'm gone
That old man just kept hanging around
Lookin' at me, lookin' down
I think he recognized
That look in my eyes
Standing with him there I felt ashamed
I said, You know, I haven't always been this way
I've had my moments, days in the sun
Moments I was second to none
Moments when I knew I did what I thought I couldn't do
Like the day I walked away from the wine
For a woman who became my wife
And a love that, when it was right,
Could always see me through
Lookin' at me now you might not know it
But I've had my moments
I know somewhere 'round a trashcan fire tonight
That old man tells his story one more time
He says
I've had my moments, days in the sun
Moments I was second to none
Moments when I knew I did what I thought I couldn't do
Like that cool night on the E. Street Bridge
When a young man almost ended it
I was right there, wasn't scared a bit
And I helped to pull him through
Lookin' at me now you might not know it
Oh, lookin' at me now you might not know it
But I've had my moments
I've had my moments
I've had my moments
I've had my moments
Now...I realize the tone of the song is kind of sad but I want to point out the hope I found in it. The homeless guy was at the end of his rope. He had nothing left. Yet, he was still able to help a young man realize the mistake he was making and turned him around. Help can come from anywhere. We needn't think we are ever helpless. We all have our moments of pain and sorrow, but they don't have to last forever. :)
There is a song recorded by (in my opinion) inspiration. It is this song that I share with you now.
Moments
By: Emerson Drive
I was coming to the end of a long long walk
When a man crawled out of a cardboard box
Under the E. Street Bridge
Followed me on to it
I went out halfway across
With that homeless shadow tagging along
So I dug for some change
Wouldn't need it anyway
He took it lookin' just a bit ashamed
He said, You know, I haven't always been this way
I've had my moments, days in the sun
Moments I was second to none
Moments when I knew I did what I thought I couldn't do
Like that plane ride coming home from the war
That summer my son was born
And memories like a coat so warm
A cold wind can't get through
Lookin' at me now you might not know it
But I've had my moments
I stood there tryin' to find my nerve
Wondering if a single soul on Earth
Would care at all
Miss me when I'm gone
That old man just kept hanging around
Lookin' at me, lookin' down
I think he recognized
That look in my eyes
Standing with him there I felt ashamed
I said, You know, I haven't always been this way
I've had my moments, days in the sun
Moments I was second to none
Moments when I knew I did what I thought I couldn't do
Like the day I walked away from the wine
For a woman who became my wife
And a love that, when it was right,
Could always see me through
Lookin' at me now you might not know it
But I've had my moments
I know somewhere 'round a trashcan fire tonight
That old man tells his story one more time
He says
I've had my moments, days in the sun
Moments I was second to none
Moments when I knew I did what I thought I couldn't do
Like that cool night on the E. Street Bridge
When a young man almost ended it
I was right there, wasn't scared a bit
And I helped to pull him through
Lookin' at me now you might not know it
Oh, lookin' at me now you might not know it
But I've had my moments
I've had my moments
I've had my moments
I've had my moments
Now...I realize the tone of the song is kind of sad but I want to point out the hope I found in it. The homeless guy was at the end of his rope. He had nothing left. Yet, he was still able to help a young man realize the mistake he was making and turned him around. Help can come from anywhere. We needn't think we are ever helpless. We all have our moments of pain and sorrow, but they don't have to last forever. :)
Monday, June 21, 2010
I can't believe I haven't told you all these stories yet! Let me begin by saying this past weekend was absolutely amazing!!
Our ward went down to Manti to watch the Mormon Miracle Pageant. Afterwards we went up to Fairview to spend the night and the next day at the Thorns's cabin. (If you don't know the Thorns, he is in the bishopric and his wife is just an awesome lady.) The pageant was a blast! Nothing beats the simple, cheesy, yet inspiring messages found in some LDS works. We got a picture with Brigham Young, Zerahemnah, and Captain Moroni! (Title of Liberty Captain Moroni) Apparently, Zerahemnah is a musically Christ-like teddy bear. Who knew? Captain Moroni and some extras, that's who!
Our ward went down to Manti to watch the Mormon Miracle Pageant. Afterwards we went up to Fairview to spend the night and the next day at the Thorns's cabin. (If you don't know the Thorns, he is in the bishopric and his wife is just an awesome lady.) The pageant was a blast! Nothing beats the simple, cheesy, yet inspiring messages found in some LDS works. We got a picture with Brigham Young, Zerahemnah, and Captain Moroni! (Title of Liberty Captain Moroni) Apparently, Zerahemnah is a musically Christ-like teddy bear. Who knew? Captain Moroni and some extras, that's who!
The cabin was amazing! It is astounds me the strength and peace that can be found on the mountains. It makes sense that prophets of old would have gone up into the mountain to speak to the Lord. There is a peace and tranquility found there that just can't be found any where else. We went four-wheeling, canoeing and crazy card gaming! Talk about fun!! Taking the four-wheelers up to the ridge to overlook the whole valley gave me a whole new perspective. Well okay, not entirely new. But it was gorgeous. I definitely could have stayed up there for another few days at least. Easy.
So FHE today was fun. We went to Nickel City!! Oh my goodness!! So much fun! We decided the Spongebob game was the place to be if you wanted lots of tickets. Austin ended up with a cap gun because of all the tickets he had! Crazy? Oh yeah!
Well, seeing as it is late, I suppose I shall just have to turn in for the night and then blog more tomorrow.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
O My Father
Okay, don't tell me you didn't see this one coming.
Happy Father's day!
This post I would like to dedicate to not only my own father (who, by the way, will probably never read this) but to all those wonderful men in this world and beyond who have been fathers to all of Heavenly Father's children. I address my grandfathers and uncles, teachers and friends. I address those who have yet to be fathers but hold their priesthood worthily enough to be a great dad. I also want to address leaders and examples who provide that example in leadership. Thank you. All of you.
So in church today we discussed one special Father and Son and the sacrifice made on our behalf. One particular part of the discussion that really hit me was the emphasis on the words "infinite atonement". Do you realize that the Atonement is infinite? That doesn't just mean that it lasts forever and helps everyone forever. It means that it will never run out! It continues to pay for every sin, affliction and pain we encounter. We can repent multiple times! Now why would we be given such a tremendous gift? Because Heavenly Father is our Father. Because Jesus Christ is our Father because we take upon us His name when we are baptized. A father would do anything for his children. He is the protector and provider. He will help his children in the best way they know how.
My dad is a pretty special guy. He has always been my hero growing up. I can't really express how much I love and appreciate him. All I have to say is, I hope my future spouse is at least half the man my father is. I could be content with that. :)
Happy Father's day!
This post I would like to dedicate to not only my own father (who, by the way, will probably never read this) but to all those wonderful men in this world and beyond who have been fathers to all of Heavenly Father's children. I address my grandfathers and uncles, teachers and friends. I address those who have yet to be fathers but hold their priesthood worthily enough to be a great dad. I also want to address leaders and examples who provide that example in leadership. Thank you. All of you.
So in church today we discussed one special Father and Son and the sacrifice made on our behalf. One particular part of the discussion that really hit me was the emphasis on the words "infinite atonement". Do you realize that the Atonement is infinite? That doesn't just mean that it lasts forever and helps everyone forever. It means that it will never run out! It continues to pay for every sin, affliction and pain we encounter. We can repent multiple times! Now why would we be given such a tremendous gift? Because Heavenly Father is our Father. Because Jesus Christ is our Father because we take upon us His name when we are baptized. A father would do anything for his children. He is the protector and provider. He will help his children in the best way they know how.
My dad is a pretty special guy. He has always been my hero growing up. I can't really express how much I love and appreciate him. All I have to say is, I hope my future spouse is at least half the man my father is. I could be content with that. :)
Friday, June 18, 2010
Good Time
Oh my goodness!
Those are the words of a girl who had possibly the greatest time of her life last night. For those of you who didn't know, Tia, Jenna and I went to Pirate Island to check out the karaoke night. Oh. My. Goodness! It was so much fun! I had no idea that singing a song I love in front of complete strangers could actually be enjoyable. The best part was watching my friends sing. (I think the people there thought we were drunk. All we were drinking was water, I promise!) Tia got so into it, it was rather entertaining. That girl has got some moves on stage, I'll tell you what. Jenna looked like she enjoyed herself too. Her voice fit her song so perfectly, it was really funny. We were told that we looked like a stoplight because of the colors we were wearing. I was red, Tia was yellow, and Jenna was blue (but I suppose in the lighting we had it could have looked like teal). It was great fun.
Afterwards, we were so hyper we decided to have a dance party. No one we invited came but it was still a lot of fun! Tia then got a text from a friend to play Fugitive. Fugitive, for those who don't know, is a game played in the dark. For my family, it's like Run my Sheepy Run, without all the yelling in the middle. We thought we were going to watch the movie, "Fugitive" with Harrison Ford, so we didn't exactly dress for it. We were super bright colored and in flip-flops. Needless to say, we got caught...haha. I normally don't like most night games but this one was super fun! I can't wait to play it again. :D
So, all in all, nothing really profound this morning, just thought I'd share our story from last night. Now you know what we do when we're crazy on a Thursday night.
Those are the words of a girl who had possibly the greatest time of her life last night. For those of you who didn't know, Tia, Jenna and I went to Pirate Island to check out the karaoke night. Oh. My. Goodness! It was so much fun! I had no idea that singing a song I love in front of complete strangers could actually be enjoyable. The best part was watching my friends sing. (I think the people there thought we were drunk. All we were drinking was water, I promise!) Tia got so into it, it was rather entertaining. That girl has got some moves on stage, I'll tell you what. Jenna looked like she enjoyed herself too. Her voice fit her song so perfectly, it was really funny. We were told that we looked like a stoplight because of the colors we were wearing. I was red, Tia was yellow, and Jenna was blue (but I suppose in the lighting we had it could have looked like teal). It was great fun.
Afterwards, we were so hyper we decided to have a dance party. No one we invited came but it was still a lot of fun! Tia then got a text from a friend to play Fugitive. Fugitive, for those who don't know, is a game played in the dark. For my family, it's like Run my Sheepy Run, without all the yelling in the middle. We thought we were going to watch the movie, "Fugitive" with Harrison Ford, so we didn't exactly dress for it. We were super bright colored and in flip-flops. Needless to say, we got caught...haha. I normally don't like most night games but this one was super fun! I can't wait to play it again. :D
So, all in all, nothing really profound this morning, just thought I'd share our story from last night. Now you know what we do when we're crazy on a Thursday night.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
All You Need Is Love
Have you ever wanted so badly to share something but feared if you did it would make the wrong impression? Of course you have. We all have. Tonight was one of those times. I would be remiss if I didn't share so I shall blog.
Love is a beautiful thing. It is all around us, trying to fill us up with it's immeasurable power. Waiting for the moment when we just open our doors and let it in, full force. We can't see it, per say, but we can see manifestations of it. It is in a touch, a warm smile, a helping hand, a swift compliment, an act of service, a simple prayer. Love is power. Love is pure. With it, we are united. Without it, we are divided.
How can love not be our ultimate goal? Because there are whispers in our mind, telling us it is a childish dream. Foolish errand. It can't really happen. No one is that pure.
I have a surprise for you. There IS someone that pure. There has been from the beginning! His name is Jesus Christ. He is our Savior, Redeemer, Brother, and Friend. He loves us.
These are my thoughts. They are few today but very prominent in my mind. I realize I need to practice bearing my testimony more so here is my opportunity. Not because anyone else needs to know, but because I need to know. When I know that I have a testimony, I can continue to build my faith. Who knew that you could and should have a testimony of bearing your testimony? I certainly didn't.
Remember that it is okay to love. In fact, it's quite healthy. Love and be loved. What else matters?
Love is a beautiful thing. It is all around us, trying to fill us up with it's immeasurable power. Waiting for the moment when we just open our doors and let it in, full force. We can't see it, per say, but we can see manifestations of it. It is in a touch, a warm smile, a helping hand, a swift compliment, an act of service, a simple prayer. Love is power. Love is pure. With it, we are united. Without it, we are divided.
How can love not be our ultimate goal? Because there are whispers in our mind, telling us it is a childish dream. Foolish errand. It can't really happen. No one is that pure.
I have a surprise for you. There IS someone that pure. There has been from the beginning! His name is Jesus Christ. He is our Savior, Redeemer, Brother, and Friend. He loves us.
These are my thoughts. They are few today but very prominent in my mind. I realize I need to practice bearing my testimony more so here is my opportunity. Not because anyone else needs to know, but because I need to know. When I know that I have a testimony, I can continue to build my faith. Who knew that you could and should have a testimony of bearing your testimony? I certainly didn't.
Remember that it is okay to love. In fact, it's quite healthy. Love and be loved. What else matters?
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Lessons Learned
Happy Sabbath readers!
Today has caused me to stop and reflect on the many ups and downs life has in store for us. These changes in emotional/spiritual altitude do not just occur hour by hour (or if you're like me, minute by minute) but gradually through our lives. (Disclaimer: What you are about to read is an over exaggeration created by myself. It does not mean I assume EVERYONE'S life experience is like this.) We start out as children, ignorant and blissfully happy. The world is our playground. The biggest concern we have is whether our brother or sister will take our favorite toy. Then we enter school.
Whoa. It's like nothing you have ever seen. Rooms just filled to the brim with other children with a single goal in mind: Learn new stuff! (It's okay to use "stuff" here because we don't yet know that specifics are important) Elementary school is filled with bright colors, new experiences, new people to interact with, and all sorts of fun things to entertain as well as teach. But then something happens. You find yourself not quite enjoying those super cool toys you had in Kindergarten or 1st grade. You want to spend more time reading, playing sports, or video gaming. You aren't content with the kiddie table anymore. You start to notice what you wear. Mom and Dad suddenly don't seem so smart. Middle school has begun.
Now I don't know about any of you, but middle school definitely marked the beginning of a large decline in my life. You get there and realize those bad things you heard about when you were little really do happen. You are confused by people's actions. Everyone seems to have something to prove...but why would they want to prove anything? People become more adamant that you really can't do all that you know you should be able to. Faith and self-assurance gets attacked, hard. You realize there is a separation between people; usually according to talent, money, or physical appearance. Of course! How could you not have seen it before? You have to be in the "in crowd"! Otherwise people will think ill of you. People's opinions matter people! They rule your life! It's not your own! What are you talking about? You know what you're talking about. You are definitely smart now. Enter high school.
You've done it! You finally reached the greatest part of life! You are a full-fledged teenager. Now while you KNOW you couldn't possibly turn into an angsty, self-absorbed teenager because you are so sweet and kind, the just doesn't understand the way you communicate...you are determined to be treated like an adult. Now everyone knows that adults get treated with respect by their actions. But what does a poor, inadequate teen do when their actions are less than respectful? Oh yeah! You make yourself look better than the next guy. Of course! That makes sense. Like really, you think just letting people push you around will gain respect? Um no! You have to speak out! Your voice must be heard! Oppression of the teenage population must end! You never knew just how hard it was to be a teen. You're under your parents rule. You don't get the respect you deserve. You worked so hard to reach this stage and it's not at all as happy as it looked 5 years ago. Oh well, you suppose that that is just how life goes. Right? "Bad things happen and there's nothing you can do about it, right?" (if you can guess that movie and finish the quote I'm so buying you your favorite candy bar!) Good thing this high school thing is going away fast. Now you get to move on to your real life!
College! (Yay! This is me!) Now you've finally made it. You can finally do what you want to do, when you want to do it! It's about time! Oh wait...there is rent to pay? You still have to go school? The professors are so intelligent. They aren't anywhere near as nice or helpful as high school teachers. You can't extend that deadline for me? Oh...you know that excuse eh? You have to study? What is this nonsense? Who decided college was a good idea? Why do you need more than a diploma? You know basically everything you need to survive in this big, bad world alone right? Who needs to explore outside what you learned in high school? You don't like learning like you did as a child. You didn't know anything then. You were young and naive. Learning is NOT fun. Maybe next year will provide better insight to why college is important.
Wow! You sure were a dumb freshman. Now you have to go back and clean up the mess you made. Hmmm...well, you suppose the best place to start would be with your grades. Retaking classes and picking majors, all of it makes you feel good. Like you are finally owning up your life. You meet a guy and he seems pretty swell. (Oh yeah, did I mention you are female? I contemplated making this non-gender specific but the dating thing is pretty important here too. Don't worry! Almost done! You're doing great!) Maybe he'll be the one and you'll live a long, happy life together. That doesn't work out. You meet another guy. He is even more amazing than the other one! Maybe HE's the one. Nope. Well that's it then. You're done. All the boys here in college just can't handle the awesomeness that is you, you guess. Who wouldn't want to keep you forever? Your parents do but we know how much you really want to live with your parents again...(no offense intended for those who DO in fact live with your parents. I, personally, would go nuts.) Well, that's it then. Either no boy is worthy of you, or you just aren't good enough for them...how depressing. You'll be single forever. No you won't! Yes you will. Um, no. There has GOT to be a man out there that you can trust with your heart. The second year passes.
Thus commences the summer between your second and third year. Seeing as this is where I am, this is where I will stop for I cannot consolidate personal experience with outside accounts if I don't have personal experience to use. Do you see the ups and downs? There are periods of confusion and light. Moments of peace and despair. The teenage years seem to be the most filled with confusion. The more I grow, the more I believe the phrase, "The more I know, the more I realize I don't know." These periods of change help us to see the good in comparison to the bad. "For it must needs be, that there is an opposition in all things" (2 Ne 2:11) Otherwise, we could't feel just how wonderful it is to be happy if we don't know how awful it is to be sad or angry.
The lessons presented in church today followed this self-same pattern. In Relief Society we talked about the life of Christ and how He has inspired our lives. That was the happy part. In Sacrament meeting, the talks that stuck out to me dealt with the Atonement. Remembering Christ's sacrifice for us made me happy, but sad at the same time. I really shouldn't dwell on the pain He went through and remember the love that pushed Him to go ahead with it. It amazes me the love our Savior has for each and EVERY one of us. He knows us by name. He knows us by heart.
I guess I've written enough here so I'll just close with my testimony. I know our Father in Heaven and His Son, Jesus Christ know each of us individually, by name and by heart. They want us to live with Them. They love us. I know by and through the Atonement, we are able to live with Them. I know there is hope for ALL people. There is infinite worth attached to every soul. I know trials play just as big of a part in the Father's Plan as do blessings. Trials try our faith, making it stronger. We prove ourselves daily through trials.
Thank you for reading today. I suppose I'll talk to you tomorrow! :)
Today has caused me to stop and reflect on the many ups and downs life has in store for us. These changes in emotional/spiritual altitude do not just occur hour by hour (or if you're like me, minute by minute) but gradually through our lives. (Disclaimer: What you are about to read is an over exaggeration created by myself. It does not mean I assume EVERYONE'S life experience is like this.) We start out as children, ignorant and blissfully happy. The world is our playground. The biggest concern we have is whether our brother or sister will take our favorite toy. Then we enter school.
Whoa. It's like nothing you have ever seen. Rooms just filled to the brim with other children with a single goal in mind: Learn new stuff! (It's okay to use "stuff" here because we don't yet know that specifics are important) Elementary school is filled with bright colors, new experiences, new people to interact with, and all sorts of fun things to entertain as well as teach. But then something happens. You find yourself not quite enjoying those super cool toys you had in Kindergarten or 1st grade. You want to spend more time reading, playing sports, or video gaming. You aren't content with the kiddie table anymore. You start to notice what you wear. Mom and Dad suddenly don't seem so smart. Middle school has begun.
Now I don't know about any of you, but middle school definitely marked the beginning of a large decline in my life. You get there and realize those bad things you heard about when you were little really do happen. You are confused by people's actions. Everyone seems to have something to prove...but why would they want to prove anything? People become more adamant that you really can't do all that you know you should be able to. Faith and self-assurance gets attacked, hard. You realize there is a separation between people; usually according to talent, money, or physical appearance. Of course! How could you not have seen it before? You have to be in the "in crowd"! Otherwise people will think ill of you. People's opinions matter people! They rule your life! It's not your own! What are you talking about? You know what you're talking about. You are definitely smart now. Enter high school.
You've done it! You finally reached the greatest part of life! You are a full-fledged teenager. Now while you KNOW you couldn't possibly turn into an angsty, self-absorbed teenager because you are so sweet and kind, the just doesn't understand the way you communicate...you are determined to be treated like an adult. Now everyone knows that adults get treated with respect by their actions. But what does a poor, inadequate teen do when their actions are less than respectful? Oh yeah! You make yourself look better than the next guy. Of course! That makes sense. Like really, you think just letting people push you around will gain respect? Um no! You have to speak out! Your voice must be heard! Oppression of the teenage population must end! You never knew just how hard it was to be a teen. You're under your parents rule. You don't get the respect you deserve. You worked so hard to reach this stage and it's not at all as happy as it looked 5 years ago. Oh well, you suppose that that is just how life goes. Right? "Bad things happen and there's nothing you can do about it, right?" (if you can guess that movie and finish the quote I'm so buying you your favorite candy bar!) Good thing this high school thing is going away fast. Now you get to move on to your real life!
College! (Yay! This is me!) Now you've finally made it. You can finally do what you want to do, when you want to do it! It's about time! Oh wait...there is rent to pay? You still have to go school? The professors are so intelligent. They aren't anywhere near as nice or helpful as high school teachers. You can't extend that deadline for me? Oh...you know that excuse eh? You have to study? What is this nonsense? Who decided college was a good idea? Why do you need more than a diploma? You know basically everything you need to survive in this big, bad world alone right? Who needs to explore outside what you learned in high school? You don't like learning like you did as a child. You didn't know anything then. You were young and naive. Learning is NOT fun. Maybe next year will provide better insight to why college is important.
Wow! You sure were a dumb freshman. Now you have to go back and clean up the mess you made. Hmmm...well, you suppose the best place to start would be with your grades. Retaking classes and picking majors, all of it makes you feel good. Like you are finally owning up your life. You meet a guy and he seems pretty swell. (Oh yeah, did I mention you are female? I contemplated making this non-gender specific but the dating thing is pretty important here too. Don't worry! Almost done! You're doing great!) Maybe he'll be the one and you'll live a long, happy life together. That doesn't work out. You meet another guy. He is even more amazing than the other one! Maybe HE's the one. Nope. Well that's it then. You're done. All the boys here in college just can't handle the awesomeness that is you, you guess. Who wouldn't want to keep you forever? Your parents do but we know how much you really want to live with your parents again...(no offense intended for those who DO in fact live with your parents. I, personally, would go nuts.) Well, that's it then. Either no boy is worthy of you, or you just aren't good enough for them...how depressing. You'll be single forever. No you won't! Yes you will. Um, no. There has GOT to be a man out there that you can trust with your heart. The second year passes.
Thus commences the summer between your second and third year. Seeing as this is where I am, this is where I will stop for I cannot consolidate personal experience with outside accounts if I don't have personal experience to use. Do you see the ups and downs? There are periods of confusion and light. Moments of peace and despair. The teenage years seem to be the most filled with confusion. The more I grow, the more I believe the phrase, "The more I know, the more I realize I don't know." These periods of change help us to see the good in comparison to the bad. "For it must needs be, that there is an opposition in all things" (2 Ne 2:11) Otherwise, we could't feel just how wonderful it is to be happy if we don't know how awful it is to be sad or angry.
The lessons presented in church today followed this self-same pattern. In Relief Society we talked about the life of Christ and how He has inspired our lives. That was the happy part. In Sacrament meeting, the talks that stuck out to me dealt with the Atonement. Remembering Christ's sacrifice for us made me happy, but sad at the same time. I really shouldn't dwell on the pain He went through and remember the love that pushed Him to go ahead with it. It amazes me the love our Savior has for each and EVERY one of us. He knows us by name. He knows us by heart.
"Greater love hath no man than this, than a man lay down his life for his friends. Ye are my friends if ye do whatsoever I command you." (John 15:13-14)We are His friends. He wants to help us, so He will do whatever He can. (hint: That's everything!) All we need to do is ask. Use our agency to make our own choice but then ask Him to make up the difference when we fall short.
I guess I've written enough here so I'll just close with my testimony. I know our Father in Heaven and His Son, Jesus Christ know each of us individually, by name and by heart. They want us to live with Them. They love us. I know by and through the Atonement, we are able to live with Them. I know there is hope for ALL people. There is infinite worth attached to every soul. I know trials play just as big of a part in the Father's Plan as do blessings. Trials try our faith, making it stronger. We prove ourselves daily through trials.
Thank you for reading today. I suppose I'll talk to you tomorrow! :)
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Because I have been given much...
Now I KNOW I would be remiss if I did not share the absolute joy I feel with all of you today. Today has been one of those days that makes you want to shout from the mountaintops how greatly blessed you are. All the stresses in my life just found themselves resolved. (Yeah, greatly blessed) I got the title to the Jetta so I can officially sell it. I found my checkbook. Work was productive today. I was sore after weight lifting. Overall, been a good day. :)
So Leah and I were having a discussion last night about this so I thought I'd open the floor for further thought. What do we do to improve our communities? How can we (by "we" I mean college kids) get involved with our community? I have always been told that now that I'm in college, it gets to be all about me. Well, pardon my illegal knowledge but I already knew it was all about me. It's been all about me for about 20 years now! It's someone else's turn! I want to give back to this community we call BYU. I want to improve the quality of life, be a part of something. Does anyone else think we should be doing something? Maybe I'm just a naive girl from a small town but it seems to me that even large communities require people working together to function well. I don't know, shoot me your thoughts! I'd love to hear them! :)
So Leah and I were having a discussion last night about this so I thought I'd open the floor for further thought. What do we do to improve our communities? How can we (by "we" I mean college kids) get involved with our community? I have always been told that now that I'm in college, it gets to be all about me. Well, pardon my illegal knowledge but I already knew it was all about me. It's been all about me for about 20 years now! It's someone else's turn! I want to give back to this community we call BYU. I want to improve the quality of life, be a part of something. Does anyone else think we should be doing something? Maybe I'm just a naive girl from a small town but it seems to me that even large communities require people working together to function well. I don't know, shoot me your thoughts! I'd love to hear them! :)
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Facebook!!! Rabble rabble grr grr!
What a beautiful day it is here in Provo. The sun is shining. It's not too hot. The breeze is heavenly. But wait! Where is Shavonne? Oh, right. She's in her apartment, on Facebook.
How many hours do we spend on this social networking site (or any site of it's kind for that matter)? How much of that time could we spend on better things that improve our lives and the lives of others? How much of that precious time could we spend in the service of our fellowman? Well I say, ENOUGH! What can Facebook offer me that I can't find somewhere else? People who know I exist purely through the web poking fun at me and calling me friend? People who want in on my circle of friends in hopes it'll boost their reputation? People? Well, I'm done. Today I begin my Facebook Fast. Today marks the beginning of a new Shavonne Fielding. One who likes electronic technology but won't make that her focus in life. She will serve, work, school, and socialize in the REAL world. She will develop her gift of communication, both written and spoken. She will NOT become a hermit, enslaved by her addiction to Facebook.
Whew! Glad I got that off my chest. Seriously though. Facebook Fast starts today. I will go one week without that crutch to lean on. I'll let you know how it goes. Look! I found a goal! (For those of you who don't understand this, I have an assignment for one of my classes that I have to set two goals for my academic career and set a plan for them. You'd think that'd be easy right?)
Well, that's all I have to say on the subject of Facebook. Thank you for reading. Please come back for more! Since the readers I have currently know me so well, you know this is definitely the last outburst you'll hear from me.
How many hours do we spend on this social networking site (or any site of it's kind for that matter)? How much of that time could we spend on better things that improve our lives and the lives of others? How much of that precious time could we spend in the service of our fellowman? Well I say, ENOUGH! What can Facebook offer me that I can't find somewhere else? People who know I exist purely through the web poking fun at me and calling me friend? People who want in on my circle of friends in hopes it'll boost their reputation? People? Well, I'm done. Today I begin my Facebook Fast. Today marks the beginning of a new Shavonne Fielding. One who likes electronic technology but won't make that her focus in life. She will serve, work, school, and socialize in the REAL world. She will develop her gift of communication, both written and spoken. She will NOT become a hermit, enslaved by her addiction to Facebook.
Whew! Glad I got that off my chest. Seriously though. Facebook Fast starts today. I will go one week without that crutch to lean on. I'll let you know how it goes. Look! I found a goal! (For those of you who don't understand this, I have an assignment for one of my classes that I have to set two goals for my academic career and set a plan for them. You'd think that'd be easy right?)
Well, that's all I have to say on the subject of Facebook. Thank you for reading. Please come back for more! Since the readers I have currently know me so well, you know this is definitely the last outburst you'll hear from me.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Vegas trip part 1
Hello everyone!
I'm back! Oh my goodness and do I have stories for you! Unfortunately, I only have about 15 minutes to write this post so I'll have to share only a couple.
So Las Vegas is a very hot place. By "hot" I really do mean temperature. Boy do they know how to run their air conditioning down there. The highs all weekend were above 100 degrees! It was just a little toasty. I'm sure that if I had stayed long enough to get used to that kind of heat, I'd be freezing right now in Happy Valley. If any of you ever find yourselves in such a situation, I have one bit of advice for you, DON'T LEAVE YOUR STUFF IN THE CAR! Oh my goodness! It melted my water bottle and made my stick of deodorant do something really weird.
I went to Vegas to Steven's baptism and Sarah's blessing, just in case you didn't know why a good girl like me would go gallivanting off to Sin City. It was great to see all those guys again. I finally got to hold Adam! (I didn't get to for his blessing because I was sick...:/) He is such a cutie! Sarah looked positively angelic in her little blessing dress. Poor girl was sweating up a storm though. Long dresses were not meant for the desert. Steven had a sharp little suit. Once church was over though, he quickly abandoned that in favor of an inside out black hoodie. We tried to convince him he would melt away but he insisted. I think he was trying to be a ninja...I don't know. Little Annie was sure to let me know just how much she loves her "Auntie Shavonne" (We're cousins but she insists I'm her aunt. *shrug*) She basically stayed near me the whole time I was there. She is so cute. I now have all those kids' email addresses so we'll be able to keep in touch a lot easier. :D
Well, my time is up. I'll have to fill you in more later...(whenever that is)
I'm back! Oh my goodness and do I have stories for you! Unfortunately, I only have about 15 minutes to write this post so I'll have to share only a couple.
So Las Vegas is a very hot place. By "hot" I really do mean temperature. Boy do they know how to run their air conditioning down there. The highs all weekend were above 100 degrees! It was just a little toasty. I'm sure that if I had stayed long enough to get used to that kind of heat, I'd be freezing right now in Happy Valley. If any of you ever find yourselves in such a situation, I have one bit of advice for you, DON'T LEAVE YOUR STUFF IN THE CAR! Oh my goodness! It melted my water bottle and made my stick of deodorant do something really weird.
I went to Vegas to Steven's baptism and Sarah's blessing, just in case you didn't know why a good girl like me would go gallivanting off to Sin City. It was great to see all those guys again. I finally got to hold Adam! (I didn't get to for his blessing because I was sick...:/) He is such a cutie! Sarah looked positively angelic in her little blessing dress. Poor girl was sweating up a storm though. Long dresses were not meant for the desert. Steven had a sharp little suit. Once church was over though, he quickly abandoned that in favor of an inside out black hoodie. We tried to convince him he would melt away but he insisted. I think he was trying to be a ninja...I don't know. Little Annie was sure to let me know just how much she loves her "Auntie Shavonne" (We're cousins but she insists I'm her aunt. *shrug*) She basically stayed near me the whole time I was there. She is so cute. I now have all those kids' email addresses so we'll be able to keep in touch a lot easier. :D
Well, my time is up. I'll have to fill you in more later...(whenever that is)
Friday, June 4, 2010
Vegas!
Hello readers!
Well, today I leave for Las Vegas for a double whammy of awesomeness! First, Spencer (my cousin) is going to be baptized on Saturday. Second, Sarah (also my cousin) will be blessed on Sunday! Isn't that just terrific? One definite plus about being here in Utah is that I am able to actually attend these things. I can't wait!
Now, you know what this means though, right? I probably won't update this for a couple days. I know, I know. I just started this yesterday! Now I'm going to take a break? Weak sauce! Let me explain. I don't think I'll have time to update while with family. I just never think about the computer when I'm in that situation. Sorry. But you'll definitely hear from me on Monday! :D
I probably should be shopping for snacks and stuff now so that I can just take off when the time comes...except then I might miss my class and that won't be good. I need to find a swim suit...looks like a Wal-Mart trip to me.
Well, I suppose that's all I have for you now. Better eat breakfast then finish packing. This'll be a road trip to remember!
Well, today I leave for Las Vegas for a double whammy of awesomeness! First, Spencer (my cousin) is going to be baptized on Saturday. Second, Sarah (also my cousin) will be blessed on Sunday! Isn't that just terrific? One definite plus about being here in Utah is that I am able to actually attend these things. I can't wait!
Now, you know what this means though, right? I probably won't update this for a couple days. I know, I know. I just started this yesterday! Now I'm going to take a break? Weak sauce! Let me explain. I don't think I'll have time to update while with family. I just never think about the computer when I'm in that situation. Sorry. But you'll definitely hear from me on Monday! :D
I probably should be shopping for snacks and stuff now so that I can just take off when the time comes...except then I might miss my class and that won't be good. I need to find a swim suit...looks like a Wal-Mart trip to me.
Well, I suppose that's all I have for you now. Better eat breakfast then finish packing. This'll be a road trip to remember!
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Day in the life...
Now that I've properly introduced myself, I'll set the stage for what future posts will be like.
7:00am: Awakened by a phone call. O.O
9:00am: Weight training (ouch!)
11:00am: Country Dance class (I've decided that I'm not a huge fan of the waltz...)
12:00pm: Work! (Custodial in the Tanner. Afternoon shift is the place to be yo!)
5:00pm: Ward temple trip (best place in the world! Really!)
7:30pm: Picnic in the canyon
11:00pm: BLOG!!
Now aren't you glad you got an hour by hour play-by-play of my day? ;) I tell ya, it's interesting to look back on what you did in a day on an hourly basis and see just how insane you are! (I realize this is cake compared to some of ya'll's schedules. I'm sorry if my whining causes offense.) I don't think I've had this much variety in my life for about two years! Absolutely amazing. :)
So I don't think I'll update my blog this late anymore...I'm so tired that I don't think I'm making any sense in my writing. Maybe I'll write after work instead...Hmmmm...trial and error right? So now I bid you all "Good night!"
7:00am: Awakened by a phone call. O.O
9:00am: Weight training (ouch!)
11:00am: Country Dance class (I've decided that I'm not a huge fan of the waltz...)
12:00pm: Work! (Custodial in the Tanner. Afternoon shift is the place to be yo!)
5:00pm: Ward temple trip (best place in the world! Really!)
7:30pm: Picnic in the canyon
11:00pm: BLOG!!
Now aren't you glad you got an hour by hour play-by-play of my day? ;) I tell ya, it's interesting to look back on what you did in a day on an hourly basis and see just how insane you are! (I realize this is cake compared to some of ya'll's schedules. I'm sorry if my whining causes offense.) I don't think I've had this much variety in my life for about two years! Absolutely amazing. :)
So I don't think I'll update my blog this late anymore...I'm so tired that I don't think I'm making any sense in my writing. Maybe I'll write after work instead...Hmmmm...trial and error right? So now I bid you all "Good night!"
And so it begins...
After long and hard deliberation, I've decided to start my own blog. No, it's not because I need my voice to be heard. No, it's not because I expect to make a difference. I want my family and friends to know what is going on in my life and what better way to do so then through a blog? That way, I'm not held accountable for information they may have missed in my life...right? Yeah. Right.
So, let me start off by introducing myself. My name is Shavonne Fielding. I am the daughter of David and Randi Fielding. (Best parents in the world! Yeah, it's true.) I have five younger siblings, making six kids in our family. (Also the best siblings in the world. You'll get to hear a lot about their accomplishments and just how I feel about it.) The order of appearance on this earth goes like this: Shavonne (That's me!), Sadie, Aaron, Alex, Suzannah, and Stephanie.
I am currently a student at Brigham Young University (Go Cougars!), studying print journalism. Okay, so I'm working toward studying print journalism. I apply in January. Talk about stress! Anywho, I've been here about two years now and have just about all my GEs wrapped up.
I attend the BYU 117th Ward in the BYU 15th Stake here at...you guessed it...BYU! (For those of you not so familiar with this lingo, it means that I am a member of th Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, aka LDS, Mormon, Awesome (oh wait...that's not necessarily a synonym...oh well, it's true just the same ;) ) The people here are just great! My bishopric is amazing! They have done a great job making me feel like at home here. The people in the ward are also great! From day one in this particular apartment complex I have felt fellowshipped and comfortable. I had almost thought that that kind of fellowshipping could only be found in Charlestown. I love being proven wrong regarding human nature! (If you have any questions about any of the words I use, feel free to text/call/email/talk/contact me and I'll explain. Don't worry, I won't convert ya. ;) )
I love to dance. Really! Teach me a type of dance and I will be happy. :) So far I have learned Lindy Hop, Charleston, Country Swing, Jazz, and some ballroom! I'm absolutely loving every minute of it! Granted, I'm taking a slight break from routinely dancing. ( I haven't actually shared this with all my dancing buddies yet...) There is something to be said about having too much of a good thing.
Okay, so reading back through this, it looks almost like a cross between a single's ad and a mini bio on myself. I guess it is supposed to be the second one...but I thought it was funny so I pointed it out. Hahahahaha.
With that, I think I'm going to wrap this up. Mostly because if I don't hurry up, I'm going to be late for my class. Stay tuned for future posts on my great but rather extraordinary life!
=)
So, let me start off by introducing myself. My name is Shavonne Fielding. I am the daughter of David and Randi Fielding. (Best parents in the world! Yeah, it's true.) I have five younger siblings, making six kids in our family. (Also the best siblings in the world. You'll get to hear a lot about their accomplishments and just how I feel about it.) The order of appearance on this earth goes like this: Shavonne (That's me!), Sadie, Aaron, Alex, Suzannah, and Stephanie.
I am currently a student at Brigham Young University (Go Cougars!), studying print journalism. Okay, so I'm working toward studying print journalism. I apply in January. Talk about stress! Anywho, I've been here about two years now and have just about all my GEs wrapped up.
I attend the BYU 117th Ward in the BYU 15th Stake here at...you guessed it...BYU! (For those of you not so familiar with this lingo, it means that I am a member of th Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, aka LDS, Mormon, Awesome (oh wait...that's not necessarily a synonym...oh well, it's true just the same ;) ) The people here are just great! My bishopric is amazing! They have done a great job making me feel like at home here. The people in the ward are also great! From day one in this particular apartment complex I have felt fellowshipped and comfortable. I had almost thought that that kind of fellowshipping could only be found in Charlestown. I love being proven wrong regarding human nature! (If you have any questions about any of the words I use, feel free to text/call/email/talk/contact me and I'll explain. Don't worry, I won't convert ya. ;) )
I love to dance. Really! Teach me a type of dance and I will be happy. :) So far I have learned Lindy Hop, Charleston, Country Swing, Jazz, and some ballroom! I'm absolutely loving every minute of it! Granted, I'm taking a slight break from routinely dancing. ( I haven't actually shared this with all my dancing buddies yet...) There is something to be said about having too much of a good thing.
Okay, so reading back through this, it looks almost like a cross between a single's ad and a mini bio on myself. I guess it is supposed to be the second one...but I thought it was funny so I pointed it out. Hahahahaha.
With that, I think I'm going to wrap this up. Mostly because if I don't hurry up, I'm going to be late for my class. Stay tuned for future posts on my great but rather extraordinary life!
=)
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