Showing posts with label Heaven. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Heaven. Show all posts

Sunday, September 24, 2017

~♥~Pennies From Heaven ~♥~

*This came up on my Facebook memories this week and I decided I should document it on my blog, so here ya go:

~♥~Pennies From Heaven ~♥~

Ever since Tyson passed away, I have had some very amazing experiences that has confirmed in my heart that he lives and watches over us.
One day, just a little while after he passed away, I was really missing him and expressed in my heart that I wished he could find a way to let me know he was around and still thinking of us. Immediately after, I looked down and found a shiny copper penny laying right before me. I wondered to myself if maybe, just maybe, this was a little gift from heaven via Tyson. I felt that it was, but once I read the date on the penny and saw it was 1988, I KNEW it was from him.
He was born in 1988.
I was sure he was smiling above with that sweet grin of his that won everyone's heart while saying, "There ya go Mom. Of course I am thinking about ya. Love ya Mom."
Since that day, I have had some of the most incredible experiences in finding pennies and other coins that I know are from him. Each day when I go out and run, I now look for coins. And nearly each day I find at least one. Not really significant on it's own I know, but what makes it so, is the fact that I usually run the same route each day and yet, I will find a coin in the most remote place that wasn't there the day before and no one could have possibly just dropped it, because not many people go where I run.
There have been many times when I am having a bad day and I will just say in my heart, "Tys buddy, if you are around today, can you just say hi." Within seconds (literally seconds), I will find a coin or in some cases, several coins along the way until I am home. I will find them when we go to some event after having just said, "Tyson sure would have loved this." I find them on family vacations in the most remotest of places. Other times, I will find them right in front of me.
One of the most amazing experiences I've had was when one day I was out running and really struggling with missing him. It had been a rough week. A really rough week. The entire route of my run I was hoping to find just one coin to comfort me and make me feel him near. Nothing. I kept searching. Nothing. I kept an eagle eye out for a coin, any coin. Nothing. Finally, I was nearing my home and feeling even worse that I hadn't found one on the day I most needed to. Just a few steps from my house, I saw something shiny in front of me. I was so hoping it was a shiny dime or quarter. As I got closer I could tell it was not a coin. My hopes dashed once again. As I approached it, I still wasn't sure what it was. I reached down to get a closer look and discovered it was a mini Snickers bar.
My heart skipped a beat.
Now that doesn't sound like anything miraculous to anyone else, but mini Snickers were Tyson's most favorite candy in the whole world.
Coincidence?
Maybe....
But to this mom, I knew it was my sweet angel boy in heaven sending his struggling mom a gift, a tender mercy, to comfort me and let me KNOW that he loves me dearly and is there.
I could go on and on with the stories and experiences I've had, but suffice it to say, I believe the coins I find nearly each day, are his way of letting me know he loves me and is still very close to our family.

Pennies From Heaven

When an Angel misses you,
they toss a penny down to let you know they care.
Never enough time to spend on earth,
but in our hearts they will always be there.
Love is never lost,
smiles never forgotten,
the memories are burned so deep.
We wish we could have kept you here forever.
but your soul is God's to keep.
So when you're sad,
tears falling to the ground,
you see a shimmer by your shoe,
Pick up that penny,
look to heaven and know
an Angel is watching over you!
By: Kirby Tracy


I collect them in this seashell box ↓ I got in Hawaii. Tyson LOVED Hawaii.
My collection has grown much larger than this now.
Sometimes they are worn and weathered...
...and sometimes they are shiny and bright.
But just the same, they are from a dear angel in heaven.♥


Friday, August 28, 2015

My Life is Lovely

I went on a five mile recovery run this morning.  I was recovering from my half marathon two days ago that I PR'd in that I am still on a high from!  At about mile 3.5 I found a penny!  I was so excited! 
Can YOU find it?

Then about five feet later I found another one!

 
Then about five feet after that I found yet one more!

Heaven was pouring down the pennies this morning!  I know I have Tyson to thank for them.  After that, I had an eagle eye out and about 10 feet from where I found the third penny I found a....



Drum roll please....


Nope not another penny, but a...

Heart shaped rock. Not just any old heart shaped rock, but a PURPLE one!

It was rather large and I was very happy I had shorts on with large pockets so I didn't have to carry it the rest of the 1.5 miles back.  However, my upper leg paid for it and it was about as purple as the rock by the time I was done.  But it was worth it.  I LOVE heart shaped rocks and purple ones are just total bonus! I feel those are little love tokens from heaven.... Or in this case large tokens from heaven. 

As I continued running, something totally unexpected happened.  I suddenly and almost instantly felt this overwhelming feeling of joy and happiness wash over me. It just flooded my body from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.  Now, I don't know about you, but I don't often just bask in the feeling of intense happiness at all times even though I am a very happy and for the most part, content person.  I feel stress and get my panties in a wad occasionally with worry and pressure and all those things we received in our "Welcome to Earth" packet when we arrived here.  BUT... at that moment I just felt immense peace and joy.   You would have thought it was Christmas or something with all the peace and joy I was feeling.  If I were a song writer I would have stopped and wrote a song about it.  Maybe a Christmas song even.  But since I'm not, I decided to just take it all in. 

The first thing my mind went to was the fact that I was running at the moment.  Not just running, but with ease and without much effort.  That is always a great feeling....especially while recovering from a half marathon.  I love the blessing of having a healthy body that allows me to run without difficulty and to be injury free right now.  I was overcome with gratitude for my ability to run and for the feeling it brings me.  I thought about how much I have improved this past year.  I thought about how I am actually on the road to Boston and it is within my grasp....something I never thought in my wildest dreams was even a possibility.  I thought about how so many people cannot run that really want to, but I have been blessed with this gift.

Then my mind went to all the wonderful friends I have been blessed with.  I really do have amazing and incredible friends. :o)  Just that thought made my insides feel a rush of deep gratitude.

I then reflected on how truly blessed I have been with a sweet family and how proud of my boys I am and what a great life we have.  I thought about Dave's calling and how even though I often feel like I am under a microscope, it's still overall a great blessing. 

I thought about how McKay is now in Russia and doing so well.  We just got a letter from him this morning and he is in his first area and absolutely loving it.  I have worried so much about him and his first couple of weeks of transition to a new culture, country, food, people, language, home, companion, etc. but his letter brought great peace to me.  I know that he is being surrounded by angels and watched over from above and that all will be well.  I also know that his brother Tyson will be with him often.

Finally, I thought about my relationship with my Savior and the indescribable joy that brings my soul.  There is no peace in this world more comforting than knowing you are known by your first name and loved deeply by the Son of God. 

My mind was filled with joy and gratitude for what a lovely life I lead.

Life is lovely.

My life is lovely.

I am a blessed woman.

For this I am deeply grateful.

I know this feeling of euphoria won't last because it never does and it's not meant to, but when it does comes it feels so good that I wanted to record it so I could go back and "remember".   Maybe I will take up song writing so I can sing to myself when those non-euphoric days return.  Or maybe I will just tuck it away in my heart and bring it out whenever I see the purple heart rock I found today to remind myself that life truly is lovely.




Wednesday, December 10, 2014

The New Stake President Is WHO?

The WHO is no other than this WHO! ↓


The Day That Will Live In Infamy - Insanity - In.our.hearts - Indelibly Forever 
~December 7, 2014~


Due to the upcoming change of our current stake presidency, Dave had an interview with an apostle.  Elder M. Russell Ballard to be exact.  As well as an area seventy general authority, Elder Laing.  His interview was on Saturday Dec. 6th at 11:37 am.  I had been listening to everyone telling me that he is going to be the new one for a couple of weeks,  but I just brushed them off telling them that is NOT going to happen!  When I asked Dave if he has had any inklings of being chosen, he just brushes it off telling me that he wouldn't say either way.  He has always been good at keeping things to himself.  Too good!  As for me, I was just hoping for this weekend to hurry and get over so I could quit worrying!   It did end, but I didn't quit worrying.  Instead I gained a whole lot more to worry about!  

On Saturday I was with my friend Robin at a local Christmas home tour.  I had text Dave asking him how his interview went and the only reply I received was, "It was good.  What do you think about putting LED's on the tree?"  I took that lack of information as he wasn't too worried and so I tried to quit worrying as well.  About 20 minutes later, I was in a very old home in Willard that was part of the tour when I got a call from Dave telling me that I needed to get to the church as soon as possible.  My heart stopped.  My stomach fell.  I am pretty sure I also stopped breathing.  I knew what that meant.  Since Robin had drove, I had to have her take me to meet him half way at Shopko.  On the way there I kept saying to her, "I am going to be sick! I'm going to be sick!"  Oh, the nerves!  And the sick feeling in the pit of my stomach!  She also knew what it meant.  I told her I wasn't good enough of a person for this job.  I meant it.  She was so kind and told me how much she admired me and that I am good enough for it and then some.  I wasn't believing her, but she was so nice.  She told me how kind it was for me to ask Ethan if we could take a picture with him while we were at the boutique earlier and that she wouldn't have even thought of that, and that I am always doing things like that.  Not true, I should be better at it!  She went on to tell me how much she has admired me for how I have handled losing Tyson and that she has a friend who also lost a son but never recovered from it and now her other kids are a mess and so is she. She said it would be the hardest thing in the world but we have handled it so well.  It was hard, I agree, but it doesn't make me a saint!  Nothing I do makes me a saint!  I didn't respond much to her words mainly because I was unable to get enough air for a breath in order to speak.  But she did help me feel a little better (if that's possible) and so I was glad I was with her when it all happened.  Only good friends know exactly what you need to hear when you need to the most.  

We met Dave and as soon as I got in his car, I said, "Ohhhhhhh, I am gonna be sick!!!" He was pretty calm and mostly worried about if I had time to run home and put on a skirt.  He said we better just get there because they are waiting.  I knew, but still had to ask who "they" were.  He confirmed it was Elder M. Russell Ballard and Elder Laing.  I thought I was going to hyperventilate right there.  I just kept saying, "I can't do this, I can't do this!"  He was nervous as well, but kept much more calm than me. I was also worried about not being dressed up.  He told me to remind him to tell me a story about that.
Like a lamb going to the slaughter!  hahaha
 Dave took this picture of me as I am about to enter my fate for the next TEN years!  Possibly even longer!  As you can see, I was not necessarily a cheerful chipmunk!  The truth is I was feeling very green! I thought I might lose it at any moment.  I walked in and he followed me and we sat on the couch until Pres. Davis came out.  Well, the truth is, Dave sat on the couch, I paced the floor like a caged animal.  He asked Dave to go in his office and then Pres. Davis came out and talked with me.  He could tell I was a "bit" nervous and tried to distract me by asking me about my boys.  I kept telling him I was so embarrassed I was in my levis and not a skirt.  He said it would be okay, it was more important to not keep them waiting. Then he told me a story about one sister who had been in the same situation and the apostle (can't remember which) waited and waited and finally got a little stern wanting to know where in the heck this woman was.  She finally walked in and apologized for being so late, but she said she had to go get her hair professionally done because she couldn't meet an apostle without it done professionally.  I laughed.  I assumed that was the same story Dave was going to tell me.

Then Dave came out and said that they wanted to see just me.  I took a very big breath and walked into the lion's den.  Sitting at Pres. Davis' desk was Elder Ballard.  Next to him was Elder Laing.  Oh my.  They both shook my hand as I told them I was so sorry I was in levis but I had been clear out in Willard at a home show and so just rushed over.  I also said, "But at least I didn't stop to get my hair done!"  I laughed nervously and they smiled.  I think I told them that two or three times.  I found out later they weren't there when that story was told and so I'm sure they just thought I was strange. haha   The whole thing is so surreal.  I sat down and Elder Ballard proceeded to ask me just general questions mostly about my family.  He wanted to know about Tyson and then each boy.  I don't really recall much of what we talked about other than that.  I'm surprised I even remember that!  I honestly was in shock.  He did ask me what kind of a husband and father Dave was and I told him that I knew it sounded cliche, but he treats me like a Queen.  He really does. I told him he was also an amazing father.  Elder Ballard was very personable but also very serious.  This whole thing seems so surreal.  There I was sitting with an apostle...talking about my life...in levis no less!  Who would have ever thought! 

Then Elder Laing had Dave come back in with me and Elder Ballard told us that after a long deliberation process and prayer, they would like to extend the call of Stake President to him.  He said that since he was able to keep his medical practice running smoothly while serving as a Bishop they were sure he would be able to also do this very well.  He said several other things about the whys and they officially extended the call to him.  Without hesitation Dave accepted.  I took a huge deep breath once he accepted and then exhaled it out wondering what we were getting ourselves into.  Elder Ballard then gave him some suggestions and recommendations on counselors and told him they needed to be in place by 4:00 p.m.  It was pushing 3:00 at this time.  They then left the room and told us we could have some time alone to talk and to work on the counselors.  

Boy, that was crazy.  We both starred at each other with a deer caught in the headlights kind of stare.  Actually that was more of me, Dave seemed to be pretty calm.  I kept saying, "This is too big!"  I had a little cry and just felt so inadequate and overwhelmed with it all.  We discussed the counselors a bit and he pretty much knew already who he wanted.  Then Elder Laing knocked on the door and peeked in and saw me wiping my eyes.  I told him that I was sorry but I was having a mini meltdown. He laughed and gave me some counsel about how the Lord will make me equal to the task and he will qualify who He calls.  I thanked him and then they wanted to talk to Dave about counselors and so I left to go home.  I walked out to the car wiping my eyes and noticed someone out there in a car and thought to myself, "If they know that the Stake Presidency is being reorganized today, then they will know who it is now because of the stunned look on my face."

I came home and that's when it hit me.  I was still trying to contain the tears when I walked in and as soon as Taylor took one look at me he said, "So Dad's the new Stake President huh?"  I asked him how he knew, and he just told me that he knew I had been at the church and if I come home like that then he must be.   McKay was surprised when he heard us talking about it, but he said he thought it was pretty cool.  Cool is not how I would describe it.  More like HUGE and ENORMOUS.  An unbelievable responsibility.  I have no doubts Dave will be amazing, but I'm not so sure about myself.  I tried to gather myself, but my head was just spinning.

Dave got home and told me who his counselors were and how Elder Ballard counseled him a bit with that as well.  He chose one that he wanted but not the other because of Elder Ballard's comments.  He said he wasn't going to question an apostle's recommendations!  I was happy with them.  I think they will be great.  They called them and their wives over to the church and they both accepted. We then got ready and headed back over to the church for dinner.  All of the Bishop's and Stake Presidency were invited.  It was great when Elder Ballard walked in and went around and shook everyone's hand.  He was pretty good at not revealing too much but he did give my hand an extra squeeze.  We then had a wonderful meal that the Stake RS prepared.  Soup, salad, hot rolls and dessert. 
 I took this sitting at our table.  The man on the left is Dave's first counselor and you can see Elder Ballard in the middle.  It was amazing having dinner with an apostle.  I was still reeling and spinning but luckily I sat by Nadine who is married to his first counselor and so she knew it was Dave and so I felt like we could chat a bit.  She was also overwhelmed, but still pretty calm.  Of course, I was as well on the outside, but on the inside...there was a raging storm churning up my stomach! 
After the dinner we headed into the chapel.  The meeting wasn't to start for another 45 minutes, but the entire place was full.  It's so rare to ever get an apostle to come to Stake Conference that everyone wanted to be there.  The Bishop's and the High Council were asked to sit on the stand with their families to make more room.  I really did not want to, but we did.  I feel like I am on display when sitting up there.  Our boys got there late - well they got there 15 minutes before the meeting started but it seemed late because everyone was already there and there were no seats left.  They walked up to the seats on the stand as well and I felt every eye on us.  I am sure there was a lot of speculation going on in everyone's heads wondering who it would be. 

The meeting was wonderful!  Every talk was just for me!  Every song was just for me!  I needed it all so much and I was so moved and touched by it all.  I was on the verge of tears the entire meeting.  Elder Ballard asked to be excused before everyone left so he could get home to his wife who was ill.  We all stood up as he left.  It was a great meeting. 

We came home and called Bryce and Sky and let them know the scoop.  Neither were too surprised. Then Dave had to run back to meet with Pres. Davis again. I called my parents and invited them to Stake Conference in the morning.  They were pretty excited. 

 Then the doorbell rang and it was the missionaries looking for Dave.  I fed them some pizza and then took their picture to send to their moms.  They are such cute Elders.  I really enjoy these two.  Dave made it home and talked to them while I stressed and stressed worrying that I would be called to bear my testimony tomorrow even though Elder Ballard said there would not be time for the wives to this time, but plenty of other opportunities later on.  I was so relieved when I heard that, but not 100% convinced and so I still worried.

The rest of the night is a blur...but we both were wide awake at 4:00 a.m. talking about the whole thing and what Dave was going to say during the meeting.  He had been given five minutes. I'm not sure why he worried because he always does such an amazing job when he speaks.

Then off to Stake Conference (with a stomach full of butterflies) we went.  We arrived 45 minutes early but the tabernacle was already packed.  Obviously everyone wanted to come and hear Elder Ballard and who the new Stake Presidency would be.  We found a seat and settled in and then my Dad came over and said he had seats on the other side, but we told them to come over to where we were.  They did and I'm sure anyone who knows them immediately knew Dave must be part of the presidency.  His parents were also there.  Big clue.  He went to invite them the night before but they said they were already coming because his sister invited them to come and hear Elder Ballard and so he didn't tell them he was being made the new President!  They found out when everyone else did!  I'm sure they probably guessed when they saw my parents.

When Elder Laing stood up, I grabbed Dave's hand and nearly squeezed it off as he got ready to announce the new President.  He read Dave's name and as he stood up, I took in a deep breath and tried to just breath.  It was crazy.  His counselors were sitting by us too.  All three within about five pews.  As he left to take the stand, I said, "See ya in 10 years!"  They all took the stand and then Dave spoke first.  He sounded like a Stake President right off the bat.  He told how he asked me if I was blown away and how I said, "Oh, you have no idea!"  and that we had been up since 4 a.m. talking about the whole thing.  He did a good job as did his counselors.  It was just so surreal.  Still is!  Sister Davis spoke and told how as the Stake President's wife you have to feed the visiting authorities and put them up for the night.  She talked a lot about cooking for them and how she was always so nervous because she thought she was a good cook until she had to do that.  My Mom leaned back to me and said, "Just make Dave do the cooking!"  I just said, "Gee thanks!" and we both laughed.  Sister Davis also said she saw me walking in with my boys to the meeting and thought I looked nervous and so she asked me if I was.  Then she explained she had no idea it was going to be Dave, but just thought I looked nervous.  It was kind of funny.  When she said that to me, I wasn't sure if she knew or not. 
 Elder Ballard did a great job on his talk.  All the talks leading up to it had an Elder Ballard story, starting with Dave's. One of the things Dave said was, "I also have an Elder Ballard story", because Pres. Kotter told one last night.  He told about how he visited his mission and told them they had to work harder or something and he said he thought GA's were supposed to be nice.  Everyone laughed. Then he said that because of that remark all the missionaries worked harder and he knew it was because they had to be prepared for the announcement that came just a couple months after that all worthy male members could hold the Priesthood, which affected his mission a lot.  From there on out, every person had an Elder Ballard story.  Pres. Kotter started it off the night before with a story of his inactive brother meeting Elder Ballard.

After the closing song Elder Ballard stood up and announced that tomorrow night he wanted the entire stake to attend a FHE at the church to thank the outgoing stake presidency and to welcome the new ones.  He told everyone to be there at 7:00 and count it as FHE.  That was a first!  It's such an amazing experience to have an apostle visit! 

After, I had several people come up and congratulate me. I am pretty sure that is not the proper word for this, but it was said a lot.  His counselor's mom came up and gave me a hug and told me I was perfect for the job and that she had admired me for many years from afar.  Perfect for the job?  Oh my!  That is stretching it a bit!  Johnny came from behind me and gave me the biggest hug I have ever had!  He was so excited!  I told him I needed some of his enthusiasm!  Robin came up and told me she was dying all day after she dropped me off wondering what happened.  She told my parents the story of how she was with me when I got the phone call.  We visited a bit and then Pres. Davis got our attention to head up to the setting apart room on the upper floor of the tabernacle in the back.  We made our way up there with both sets of our parents and McKay and Taylor.  The counselor's had their entire families there as well.  It was crowded.  Elder Ballard was very business like and got things going quick.  Dave was set apart first by HIM!  Oh my, I couldn't believe he was getting set apart by an apostle!  That doesn't happen to very many Stake Presidents!  He was so fortunate!  We all were because he also blessed us in it.  He blessed me by name!  And he also blessed my children and grandchildren "as they come".  That brought me to tears!  It was such an amazing blessing. SO. AMAZING!  Then Pres. Davis set apart his first counselor and then Elder Ballard asked Dave to set apart his second counselor.  That had to be nerve racking with an apostle in the circle!  But he did an great job. 

After, Elder Ballard told us that we could stay around and love each other as long as we wanted, but he was going home! He did shake everyone's hands first though.  He mentioned to Taylor that he was very tall and he told my Mom that she had a wonderful daughter.  Oh my!  That totally made my day!

I had really wanted a picture but I was not going to ask him if we could take one with him.  Dave told me he would make sure I got my picture.  But then he left and I just figured it was okay and I was just happy I got to be near him for so long.  As we came down the stairs, Sister Ballard was sitting there and waiting for Pres. Ballard who was in the restroom.  I went over and introduced myself to her and we chatted a bit and as we were walking, Dave got out his phone and just snapped a photo.  We told Sister Davis to get in it and so she did.  Then Elder Ballard came walking up behind us and so I said something like, "Oh let's get Elder Ballard in here too."  So he did!  It all worked out so well and not awkward at all.  Then I told Dave to come get in and so he did and gave his phone to the chauffeur to take it.  Pres. Davis got out his phone to take one and I told him to grab Leslie and I would take one for him.  So he did.  Elder Ballard said something about let's make this quick (or something) and we just laughed.  IT WAS GREAT! 
 Sister Ballard is so sweet.  She has the prettiest smile.

I'm still looking like a deer caught in the headlights

With President and Sister Davis.

And THIS!  Oh my! I am so happy to have this photo!  I think I will frame it so I will always remember this day!  What a blessing to have this!    
 As he was walking out, he kind of punched my arm and said, "Now Jodi behave yourself and don't run yourself to death.  You don't have to run a marathon every day."  I just laughed and was surprised he knew I ran marathons!  Dave told him I was a runner but Pres. Davis must of told him I ran marathons.  It was so cute.  He is like this sweet grandpa.

We all walked out together to his car.  Just us, the Davis', Elder Laing, and the chauffeur.  That was it.  The entire place had cleared.  We walked behind them and it just felt like family.  It was so crazy because it felt like it.  I can't even explain it. I truly felt a bond with him.  Who knows why or how?  He was just so down to earth and personable, nothing like I thought he was from watching him at conference.  Then as we got closer to his car this man came walking up and got his attention and it was really bizarre.  He reached into his pocket and Dave and Elder Laing kind of stepped in between him and Elder Ballard, not knowing what was going on.  He took out an envelope and told him that he wanted him to read it.  Elder Ballard told him he would later but the guy insisted he did right then.  He told him again he would later.  It was pretty strange. He said something about he needed to read it because false doctrine was being taught.  He was obviously an anti Mormon of some kind. But then the guy left.  Crazy things like that must happen all the time.
President Davis later told me that as he was getting in the car, Elder Ballard told him that the stake was in great hands.  Pres. Davis said something like, "Are you sure?" and he said that yes it was in very good hands.  Then he added, "That Jodi is a spunky little thing!"  Oh my!  I am not sure what that means!  haha  But it also made my day! 

Sadly my boys had gone to the car instead of hanging around and so they missed out on the picture.  That is probably WHY they went to the car.  When we got in the car I said, "Wow, I was blessed by name by an apostle!"  Taylor said, "That's nothing!  He blessed my kids!"  That kid is always so funny.  He reminds me more and more of Tyson all the time.

We got home and immediately the doorbell rang with great friends bringing us treats and cards. 
 It was such a big day!  And Dave had to leave again to go meet with Pres. Davis to get oriented on some things.  I tried to take a nap but couldn't.  Our neighbors, the McCarley's invited us over for dinner to pay Dave and Bryce back for helping them re-do their bathroom.  Too bad Bryce isn't around because they fed us steaks!  It was really yummy!  We were on a time crunch though because Dave had to be back at the church at 7:00.  They are great neighbors.  We tried to do a little missionary work and hinted that the First Presidency Christmas devotional was on at 6:00, but they didn't seem too interested.

WHAT. A. DAY! 

One that will go down in infamy! Hah!  Isn't that what was said about Dec. 7th?   

Here's what I posted on Facebook:
Well, today is definitely a day that will live in infamy. We couldn't help notice the irony of today's date as the day chosen to reorganize our stake presidency. It's been a very stressful and overwhelming two days (to say the least). My heart has finally started to beat again. Thank you to so many for your love and support in sustaining us in this huge endeavor we are about to undertake. Being able to visit with an apostle of the Lord and feel his amazing spirit has strengthened my testimony in ways I didn't think possible. The past 30 hours have left me with no doubt in my mind that this is the true gospel of Jesus Christ and he is at the helm. We are both feeling VERY inadequate and under qualified, but we are counting on the Lord to somehow miraculously make us equal to the task set before us as Dave now serves in this new calling. The worst part of the whole thing is realizing how old and decrepit we will be when he is finally released. Prayers most welcomed and appreciated. ~~~ Deep breath..

I got so many great comments that I want to add them all here but it would take too much room. But they made me feel so much better and strengthened me so much. I will need to go back and read them when I start to worry and doubt. 

This is what I posted with the photo:
The calm after the storm. Taken after the setting apart yesterday. A treasured memory that will remain forever in my heart. After he set Dave apart, a huge feeling of peace overcame me. What an honor to just be in Elder Ballard's presence. That alone may make this all worth it.  ☺— feeling blessed.

It really was so amazing how I felt after being in Elder Ballard's presence.  It was such an incredible feeling like I was on a spiritual high, but also like I had been purified or something.  I felt like I had just been baptized.  It was so strong. I felt like I had been given an apostolic blessing.  Then I realized that I had!  I had been given an apostolic blessing through Dave's setting apart blessing and I could tell.  The feeling was so amazing...like being in heaven.  This whole thing has made me stronger and more determined to be a better person and really try and live so I can always feel that way. 

On Monday night, under Elder Ballard's instructions, we had a stake wide Family Home Evening where everyone could come and thank the outgoing stake presidency and welcome the new one.  We had a huge turnout!  People had to wait in line for over an hour!
 It was packed!
 We also had McKay's football banquet at the high school during this and so I was running back and forth between the church and the high school.  I had to be a quick change artist to go from pants to a dress.  I just kept it easy and left my levis on under my skirt!  Efficiency was key because trying to be in two places at once is not easy!  Dave went to the banquet from 6:30 to 6:50 but he really couldn't leave the FHE once he got there.  But I knew I just had to be at that banquet for the important part when they spotlighted McKay.  So I just drove back and forth.  I am happy to say the Lord worked it our perfectly so I didn't miss McKay's special part at all.  After a while I did have to go down through the line and talk to people instead of waiting for them to get to me because it was moving too slow and I knew I had to hurry.
It was fun talking to so many people - many I hadn't ever met.  The Stake RS Presidency arranged for the refreshments.
 My Jaida came!
The outgoing on the left and the incoming on the right.
It's going to be a long, tough, and probably overwhelming challenge.  Kind of like a marathon.  I told Dave we have to take it ONE day at a time.  I told him when I am running a marathon, I can't even think about those last miles or I will feel defeated before I even get to them. I have to take it ONE mile at a time and be IN that mile without looking too far ahead of those still ahead.  I try and focus on how far I have come instead of how far I still have to go, otherwise it feels too big and overwhelming.  

Just one day at a time...

I know we will be made equal to this challenge and in some miraculous way we will be able to do it...together.  When we were first married, we once talked about what our future would hold and felt that we were going to experience something big someday.  Maybe we were brought together for such a time as this.  

All I know is that I have felt the spirit so strong since being in Elder Ballard's presence that I feel like I will be given what I need because of the Savior.  I have felt Him so near this entire weekend.  When I even heard the Savior's name mentioned, I teared up immediately. I know He loves me and will be with me through this.  I know He knows me perfectly and knows what I need in order to accomplish this work how He wants me to.  I mentioned that every talk and song was meant for me.  In one of them it was mentioned that when you feel alone or heart broken ~~~ the Savior will be your best friend.  He will be there when you feel empty and need strength.  I'm counting on that.
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I KNOW through Christ I can do all things.    

Here's a few quotes I needed:

I LOVE this one and look WHO said it!

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Deep, deep, deep breath...

I can do hard things...right?

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Daily Drops (Big Cottonwood Marathon)

I went to the General Women's Meeting last night and Sister Linda K. Burton's talk (HERE)  made me think of how much living the gospel is like running a marathon in many ways.  I have been reflecting quite a bit about my last marathon experience lately mainly because I was so let down I didn't reach my goal that I had set for myself and partly because I was really doubting my ability to do so before even attempting it.

I really want to qualify to run the Boston Marathon.  Ever since I have been running (almost 8 years now), I have looked in admiration at the runners I knew who were fast enough to actually qualify and never thought it would be even remotely in my reach - not even in a million years.  I didn't consider myself in that league in any way shape or form.  To me they were always the ones who were born with the gift of speed and their standard of running was just so fast that it was way out of reach for me.  I felt that they ran at a higher standard than I was capable of.  I was just content to admire their skill and be happy for their accomplishment of making it to Boston.  I never dreamed it could ever become a reality for me.

Until May of this year.

I ran the Ogden Marathon and knocked 23 minutes off of my previous marathon time.  I was beyond thrilled!  I was surprised even though I did train really hard for that race for almost five months and I followed my training schedule religiously, so I was hoping I would do well, just didn't think I would do that well.  My finish time was 4:14 and in order for me to qualify for Boston I needed a 4:00.  14 minutes.  Doesn't sound too tough, but trust me, even a single minute is hard to cut off when it comes to a full marathon.  BUT . . . it was now in reach!  I knew if I worked really hard, I could cut off 14 minutes.  So I signed up for the Big Cottonwood Marathon because it is touted as a fast course and many BQ (Boston Qualify) at it.  I ran the half last year and while watching the full racers cross the finish line that day and seeing so many reach a BQ, I thought I would possibly attempt it the next year.

Training for it this summer proved to be much harder than I anticipated.  Getting up at the crack of insanity to get in a long run before it gets too hot, was tough, as was the discipline required to run my training plan religiously.
Actually, I was usually out and running on long run days by the time set on this alarm.
 I used to love running in the heat until last summer when I got heat exhaustion and now the heat really gets to me.  It was a hot summer this year and even though I didn't follow my plan to a tee, I did my best.  I didn't do my 20 miler long runs as well as I did when training for Ogden, but I did what I could.  I was feeling a little burned out as well.  The course had changed in a not so good way (much harder) than last year and last year's was tough according to those that ran it.  So come race day, I told my husband (and myself) to not expect a BQ.  I also took the pressure off of myself to get one.  I still wanted to finish with a PR (personal record), but I was relieving myself of the BQ pressure.  I just wasn't having very many great runs and my speed wasn't near what it had been before Ogden.  I had a back injury this time and that forced some time off too.  Overall, I just wasn't sure it was going to happen.  So, pressure off!

On race day, I did decide to start out with the 4:00 pacers though and keep with them for as long as I could.  I actually ran ahead of them most of the downhill because I knew if I got behind them I would get very discouraged.  I wanted to be able to stay positive the entire course.
I tried to stay just a little ahead of the 4:00 pace group.
Still feeling strong!  (And cold!)
 
With Adrian, the 4:00 pacer.  This was when I was starting to pace a bit behind them, but they were still right in front of me.  He had to make a pit stop and he is trying to get to the other pacer to grab the pacing stick.
I was so happy Adrian was one of the pacers.  I love that guy.  He makes me laugh and he has a lot of wisdom about running smart.  I knew if anyone could help me get there, it was him.  Sounds like I still had some hope doesn't it?   The honest truth is, I will ALWAYS have hope. About mile 13 or so, I was talking to a woman who was also pacing with the 4:00's who looked about my age and so I asked her if she was trying to BQ that day.  She said that she was and that she had flown in from Oklahoma with three friends to run it.  We chatted more and discovered we were the same age.  She asked me if I knew that particular day was the "magic day" for a BQ?  I asked her to explain and she said that if we BQ today (and only today) then we get to run Boston in 2015 AND 2016!  And then she went on to say that since we will be 55 at the time of Boston 2016, that we could BQ that day for 2016 with an extra 10 minutes (our qualifying time when we are 55 is 4:10) because we will be 55 that year.  Okay, that made me ecstatic!  I had an extra 10 minutes I hadn't planned on to BQ!  After hearing that info, I really thought it was possible!  I was so thrilled!
The only problem was, if I had known that when the race started, I would have paced myself totally differently and started with the 3:55 pacers.  I didn't dare do that originally because I didn't want to go too fast at first and then bonk after the downhill. But knowing what I do now, I think if I had done that, I could have crossed that finish line at 4:10.  I actually would have had to cross it at 4:08:58 in order to be accepted to Boston (this year anyway - that may change by next year depending on how many apply.) Not everyone that BQ's gets in.  They go with the fastest of each age division until no spots are left.  This year you had to beat your qualifying time by 1:02. Sounds tough, but I think it was doable if I was shooting for 2016.  For 2015 I would have needed a 3:58:58. Ouch!
Still feeling good?  Or just faking it?
Some of the uphill during the out and back.  Those 8 miles were NOT fun!
I hung with the 4:00's until close to mile 15 when the downhill ended.  Not only did it end, but we got to endure some serious rolling hills almost right after the downhill was over.  That first large hill was formidable!  I don't usually walk in a race, but I really had no choice with that hill.  Nearly everyone around me was walking up it - you never see that in a marathon.  It was just too much after all that downhill for our legs to transition so fast.  But, I kept pushing as hard as I could.  I did not give up once.  I did feel some keen disappointment as I watched the 4:00's get ahead of me on that hill.  I kept trying to remind myself of all the training I had done and to trust in it. I had technically been training for this since January.  It wasn't perfect training, but it was a lot of miles and more than I had put in for my first two marathons.  I kept telling myself to trust in the training.  I know training pays off.  One day at a time.  One step at a time.  It just wasn't quite good enough for me to reach my goal.  The out and back part of the race was brutal.  There is no other way to describe it. And not just for me.  Every single person I talked to, every single blog post I have read, every single FB post, every single finisher I talked to after, all agreed that it was B R U T A L!  I also found out that those that had run it last year all said this course was 10 minutes slower than last years.  I kind of wish I hadn't heard that.  Do you know what that means?  If they hadn't changed the course I would have qualified!  I finished with a 4:17 time!  SEVEN measly minutes shy of a 2016 BQ!  I was pretty let down, but at the time I was just so glad I was done running and that it was over, that I didn't really care at the time.
Very glad I was done, even though my face isn't showing it.  I look like crap because I was feeling like crap.  And I also had the worst neck ache for the last 11 miles and I now know why because in all my pictures I was holding it up in a weird way.  I had no idea I was doing it while running and I have no idea why I was doing it.
With Adrian the 4:00 pacer.  He is one awesome pacer!
  

Now that I have had time to think about it and ponder over it, I am seriously let down that I didn't make it.  Mostly for the fact that now it means I have to train again and keep running marathons until I DO qualify.  UGH!  I am not ready to give up on my goal.  The day of the race, I had decided to maybe check into running as a charity runner for Cystic Fibrosis because that would mean a lot to me as well, but deep down I want to run it because I earned it, because I was good enough to run it.  But I haven't totally thrown the charity idea out the window.  Running for CF would be so inspiring to me!
The real motivation for me to qualify and run it is because my friend Shauna lives in Maine and she really wants me to run it so she can cheer me on across the finish line.  She told me to please sign up and run Boston.  She didn't understand that you can't just sign up and run Boston.  You have to earn Boston.  I have some of my high school buds who have also said they would take the trip over with me and cheer me on.  Now that is motivation if anything is!  Just knowing you have someone waiting at that finish line is sometimes the thing that gets you to the finish line!   This was my first marathon my husband and boys were not able to make it to the finish line.  They had unavoidable conflicts.  So I had no one I knew cheering me on as I crossed.  But that was okay.  I was just so thrilled I crossed!  There are no words to describe that feeling.  No words.  I always get so emotional and so elated that I actually did it and just so relieved I am done!  I think about that moment for almost 26.2 miles.  The moment I can stop running and rest!  hah  This year I also got sick once I finished.  I was very nauseated and dizzy.  I am pretty sure I was dehydrated.  I really didn't drink like I needed to and it got extremely hot during those last 10 miles.  I need to hydrate better so I can avoid that next time.

I am hoping someday I will be able to actually say I qualified.  I don't know if it will ever happen, but I am an optimist and so I am going to stay positive.  Running is such a fragile thing and you never know what is going to happen with your body and injuries.  I just hope this old bod of mine hangs on for a bit longer so I can.
So in a nutshell, running Boston is like the Super Bowl for runners.  If you run Boston, it means you have earned it. Not everyone who tries to qualify does.  Many try each year.  One of my good friends ran 18 marathons trying to qualify!  She finally did last year and missed getting in by 13 seconds!  They have raised the standard higher by only accepting a limited amount of runners and so not even those that do qualify are guaranteed an entrance.  Only the fastest of the qualifiers get accepted. 

So how does all this relate to Sister Burton's talk and the gospel? Well, since you are still here (amazingly) after this marathon post, I will tell you.  Hang in there, you are almost to the finish line!

Sister Burton said because Latter-day Saints come to the temple to receive eternal blessings, it should not surprise them that a higher standard is required to qualify for those blessings.  “World-class athletes and university doctoral students spend hours and days and weeks and months and even years of preparation,” she said. “Daily drops of preparation are required of them to come out on top. Likewise, those who wish to qualify for exaltation in the celestial kingdom are expected to live a higher standard of obedience that comes by practicing the virtue of obedience day by day and drop by drop.”
Going to the temple requires a higher standard just like getting into Boston requires a higher standard.  Not everyone who runs a marathon will be accepted into Boston and not everyone who is a member of the church will be admitted into the temple.  Only those that qualify.  Qualifying is hard work.  It requires daily training.  Daily discipline in order to meet those tough standards.  It means a lot more when you know you have worked hard to earn that privilege.  It's not just something that is handed out to everyone. 

Same thing with qualifying for exaltation.  Not everyone who is a member of the church and not even everyone who is a temple recommend holder is going to qualify to get into the Celestial Kingdom (CQ = Celestial Qualify).  It requires even a higher standard.  Only the best of the best will make it to that level.  You could call that making it to the Super Bowl of heaven☺or the Olympics of running. It's going to be tough to get to that level.  Really tough.  But it is doable.

We are probably going to have days when we will look at others and think that we are not in their league.  We are not as spiritual as they are.  We aren't as good as they are and we never will be.  We weren't born with their gifts.  We might even think it will be easy for them to qualify, but so much harder for ourselves.  But if we really want to qualify then we are going to have to work extra hard even though things may not have been going so well or going according to our plan, and even then, our course may change along the way and we may think it's unfair that our course is harder than someone else's course.  We may even get injured (from sinning) along the way and have to change our plan.  And most likely our training will not go perfectly.  We may get to the point where we would rather just take the pressure off and give up the hope of a CQ.   But, like Sister Burton said, if we practice the virtue of obedience (like daily training) day by day and drop by drop, we will qualify.  It won't be easy and we will have times when we just want to let go of the dream, but if we keep following the plan (the commandments) then we can. 

The best part of the gospel is that just like my friend Marci who had to run 18 marathons to qualify, we will never be told we can't make it as long as we are willing to keep trying and keep training (practicing obedience).  And when we come up short - even when we are so close - there is ALWAYS hope that no matter what we do or don't do, we have a loving and forgiving Heavenly Father who will forgive us and give us as many chances as we need to finally get it right and qualify.  He is our personal pacer and He will never give up on us.  He will encourage us and be there for us whenever we need his support.  He gives us hope when we are discouraged.  He knows we can do it.  We can always rely on Him for help.

And just imagine what crossing THAT finish line is going to be like?  All of our family and friends that have already finished the race will be right there cheering us on!  What a feeling that will be knowing that we earned it after a hard fought fight.  That alone makes all the training and practicing worth it!

And best of all, a CQ lasts forever... for eternity.  

Something else to keep in mind along the way!
The other post I wrote on the Big Cottonwood Marathon is here.

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