It’s difficult to choose of all Pres. Uchtdorf’s messages to share as a Mother’s Day thought, but this particular address emphasizes the inherent self-worth of all women, mothers or not, and so it’s well-worth sharing. My wish to all the women in my life this day is that they know they are loved, appreciated, and valued, especially by our loving Father in Heaven.
“I am careful not to confuse excellence with perfection. Excellence, I can reach for; perfection is God’s business.” —Michael J. Fox
Maybe it is because I spent so much time today reading the heartbreaking comments so many people have posted on Single Dad Laughing, that I feel so compelled to post today. The button on the bottom right will send you to Dan’s amazing post, ‘The Disease Called Perfection’, a serious delve into the anguish caused by the pressure people put on themselves and upon others to appear as the media’s contorted perception of beautiful, behave pleasantly, never feel lost or uncertain, never make mistakes, never feel anger, never doubt, never sin, never fail to meet the expectations of others or mold yourself into their misconception of you. As Dan so poignantly points out, lives have been lost—lives of children—because a person feels encompassed in darkness, trapped in their horrible situations, and there is no hope of that ever-changing.
They feel they have betrayed God or God has betrayed them, or they have disappointed their families or shamed them or angered them or whatever overwhelming despair overcomes them, and they take their own lives because they see it as their only means of escape. Because of the despair of imperfection in a society that demands it. Continue reading →
After I sent you my letter last week, I went back to proof and polish it for publishing on my blogs, and ultimately ended up adding to it. The finished product can be found at both A Mormon Family Journal and A Mormon Journal, so I’m not bothering to send it to you again. Honestly, I doubt that you had time to read it all last week. With that in mind, I’m only going to send that which I haven’t previously sent you this week, so you can have time to finish reading it all if you have a mind. And, since I know you’ve got pictures to peruse and other letters to read, I’ll only send the last bit. (I also got our family page up and running. You can check it out if you like).
But, before that, a bit of chat. Hurricane Dolly is headed straight for Brownsville, but she’s just a timid little thing (barely a category 1), so it doesn’t look to be too serious. We hope to get a bit of rain out of it, but I’m skeptical. All we’ve seen thus far are sprinkles. Continue reading →
The following is a letter that I started to write you on Sunday during Sunday School (the foyer, for once, was quiet and deserted). The rest I finish today with all my hopes and prayers that it may be of use to you somehow as you endeavor to bring those around you unto Christ.
Gosh. I wish there was some way I could convey to you the power of today’s sacrament meeting. I must have heard Brother Keller wrong when I understood Ben to be speaking today (I thought at the time that it seemed rather early, considering his recent return home), or, Brother Keller could have simply been Brother Keller. At any rate, the McAvoys spoke, a relatively new couple in the ward, married six or seven years and 40-ish. It was simple and simply powerful and moved everyone in that room.
Sister McAvoy spoke about being raised in the Church, her earliest recollections of feeling the witness of the Spirit (when quite young), and gaining her own testimony of the truthfulness of the Gospel. She thought it a bit vague to say, “I know this Church is true,” and expounded on the definition of truth and all we imply when we use that well-known phrase. Continue reading →