Defenders of the Family Unit

What an incredible week. CJ and his family came up from Tennessee for the week and then Chris and his family came for the Easter weekend. We had a blast. We went to museums to learn, create, experiment, and explore. We went to an aquarium to touch, watch, laugh, question and awe. We stayed home on a rainy/snowy day, all day in our pajamas, where we cooked, colored, painted,  played, competed, cut, glued, sang and ate. On the sunny days we ran, jumped, swung, twirled, hit, threw, went to the zoo and rod in the Jeep. On Sunday we worshiped, prayed, hunted for eggs and feasted. We were family! (minus a few).

The Family; A Proclamation to the World tells us that we need to

defend the family. It states, "Further, we warn that the disintegration of the family will bring upon individuals, communities, and nations the calamities foretold by ancient and modern prophets. We call upon responsible citizens and officers of government everywhere to promote those measures designed to maintain and strengthen the family as the fundamental unit of society".

Satan would have us believe otherwise but the family is the most important unit in God's plan. Families can be forever. I for one am grateful for the family unit and promise to be a defender of it!

Strength Centered Comments...

When our children were younger Chad taught a Dale Carnegie Human Relations and Public Speaking course. This opportunity was a blessing for our family in so many ways. The fact that it helps us financially was an incredible blessing but the biggest blessings came from the teachings themselves. Because Chad would practice these concepts with the kids they learned to communicate, especially with adults. This has been a skill they have used and will continue to use throughout their lives. They also all have the ability to stand in front of a crowd and deliver a well thought out speech. They learned how to memorize; they learned how to use the conversation stack to carry on conversations with others; they learned how to not criticize, condemn or complain; and many others. One of the most enjoyable exercises was learning to give and accept strength centered comments. As a family we would sit in a circle and give a strength centered comment to the person sitting next to us. We did this quite often and it blessed our family with confidence, strength and increased love. It taught us how to look for the good in others and how to accept compliments. The rules for this exercise are as follows:

• Recognize a strength – Identify a positive that you see with in that person. Then let them know why that strength is important and relevant. Say what and why...
• Keep it brief – Try to keep your comment to 30 seconds or less. Being short and concise will allow your message to be more powerful. You will have the person's complete attention during this time. Also, you must have eye contact at all times.
  
• Focus on the person and not yourself – Remember, you are trying to build confidence and uplift others. It is important to shine the light on the person you are giving the comment to and not on yourself. Do not make it flowery or pretend. It must be sincere and thoughtful.
• Response – All you can say is Thank you. Nothing else. Don't try to downplay it or make excuses.

One of the most memorable experiences we had was when our daughter was about 4 and her older brother would have been about 8. Kimberly could not wait to sit next to CJ. You could tell that she had something to say. Her enthusiasm was electrifying. When it was her turn she looked at CJ and said, "CJ, I love you because you are soooo handsome". It was so sweet. I love that our children love each other and have the confidence to tell each other why. What a great blessing to our family.

Love languages...

We are blessed with four incredible children. They truly are our miracle children and we will be eternally grateful for the joy they have bought into our lives. With our first we were very naïve and thought that because our children came from the same two parents and would be raised in the same environment they would all be the same. We were so wrong. We have four different children with different personalities, likes, dislikes and needs. Because they were different we had to discipline and teach them differently. They each have their own love language. Recently my daughter posted on Instagram "updates" on her children. She highlighted their differences, how much they have grown, things they are doing, phrases they had recently said, and things that she loves about them. I thought it would be fun to "update" you on our children.

CJ - The oldest. A father of three. A loving husband. Helpful to his wife. Involved father. Family is his greatest joy. Confident. Faithful. Talented. A great teacher. Works hard/plays hard. Athletic. A coach in many aspects of his life. Loves the gospel of Jesus Christ with all his heart. Outgoing. Effective negotiator. Supportive. Encouraging. Practical. Successful. MBA. Speaks Dutch.

Chris - The second. Also a father of three. Loves his family with all his heart. Calm. Obedient. Humble. Tenderhearted. Thoughtful. Focused. Loves the gospel of Jesus Christ as well. Inquisitive. Studious. Fun loving/goofy/wild side. Athletic. Daredevil. Tallest. Easy going. Faithful. "Punny". Working on his PHD. Speaks Samoan.

Kim - The rose among the thorns. Without guile. Kind. Sure. Compassionate. Full of charity for others. Mother of two. A mother who knows! Teaches, guides and loves her children with Christ-like love. Smart. Creative. Musical. Great athlete. Wonderful wife and daughter. Respectful. Forgiving. Loves the gospel too. Clever. Loves to laugh. "Tech" teacher. Speaks Spanish.

Corey - Is and always will be the baby. Happy. Humble. Newly married and totally in love. Obedient. Affectionate. Witty. Hard worker. Conscientious. Goal driven. Enjoys life. Outgoing. Loves the gospel. Thoughtful. Forgiving. Respectful. Athletic. Smart. Studying engineering. Started first internship. Speaks Spanish.

Priesthood of God.

I have a testimony of many things. I have a testimony of Girls Camp and the incredible spiritual experience it can bring to Young Women. I have a testimony of EFY and the power of influence for good it had on my children as far as scripture study and better music choices. I have a testimony of Seminary and it's value of putting on the armor of God every morning. I have a testimony of the Savior's atonement and the power to forgive as well as give hope. I have a testimony of the power of the Holy Ghost and it's power to bring peace and comfort as well as guide. I found that as I live and experience different aspects of the gospel my testimony in that area grows by leaps and bounds. There are many areas I need to continue to work on like family history. My first testimony in the gospel was when I was a young girl. That testimony is of the Priesthood. The power of God on the earth today. I have seen this power throughout my life and will be eternally grateful for a father, grandfather, brother, husband, sons, home teachers, bishops, etc. that have strengthened this testimony. Of all the incredible Priesthood holders in my life my father stands out most. He honored, loved, and understood the Priesthood. He taught me from a very young age to also honor and respect the Priesthood. He was a courageous example of what a Priesthood holder should be. Dad was quite ill during his life, especially the last seven years. I was a teenager at the time. One time when he was in the hospital, in isolation, Chad was ready to receive the Melchizedek priesthood and wanted my dad to confer that upon him. Dad was so ill that he could barely open his eyes, let alone sit up. We got permission from the Stake President to do the ordinance in the hospital. It was amazing to watch my dad sit up, give an incredible prayer, and lie back down drained. He had the faith and the Lord blessed him. Dad so wanted the Priesthood to be in his home. I know that he understood that home teachers were available but he wanted it there, in the home. At the time my brother to young so it would been a few more years before he would be a Priesthood holder. Chad and I were married in the Mesa Temple and my dad was well enough to make it to the ceremony. He was one of the witnesses. He was in a wheelchair at the time. After the ceremony he leaned over to my mom and whispered, "I can go know, there is a Priesthood holder in the home". The next day was Father's day then on Monday he went back into the hospital and passed away shortly after. There is no doubt in my mind that had Chad not joined our family my dad would have waited for my brother to get the Priesthood. It was that important to him. Since that day I have experienced many wonderful aspects of the Priesthood. I have worked in ward councils, my husband has been a Bishop and in the Stake Presidency, my sons have all served missions, I have seen father's blessings, blessings of healing, babies blessed, baptisms, and confirmations. I have the incredible blessing and privilege of working  in the Temple. And many more, too many to mention. The Priesthood and my testimony of it are one of the greatest blessings in my life.

Mothers who know...

https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2007/10/mothers-who-know?lang=eng

Sister Julie Beck gave an incredible talk in 2007 entitled "Mothers Who Know". In it she talked about the power and influence of mothers. As I was recently reading this talk for class I was reminded of the incredible mothers - who know - that my daughter and daughter-in-laws are. These loving women, Kim - Alli - Jessica - Michelle, know how important their role as mother is. They are teaching their children correct principles. They have chosen to be home for their children. They love being mothers and never make excuses for their choice. They are daughters of God and they know that they are responsible for helping His children, whom He has given them responsibility for, to return to Him someday.  I love being with them and seeing the joy they have in their posterity. I love that they rejoice in their little ones accomplishments. I love that they cry with them in the hard times; laugh with then in funny times; and mourn with them when mistakes are made. Sister Beck said that mothers who know honor sacred covenants and ordinances. She also said they stand strong and immovable. These four daughters of mine exemplify all of these. I love that they love the gospel. That they love the Lord. That they honor the Priesthood their husbands hold. That they are converted to the ways of the Lord. But even more, I love that they are teaching their children the same ideal. As I look over all the wonderful blessings in my life, and there are many, one of the greatest blessings is having four beautiful daughters that are mothers who know.

Grandma Ida...

PRESTON - Ida Lorene Robins Fuhriman, 95, passed away Monday, April 18, 2011, at the Franklin County Medical Center in Preston. She was born March 6, 1916, in Plain City, Utah, the daughter of Ira Joseph and Irene Folkman Robins. She married Darvel Miller Fuhriman on Dec. 22, 1936, in Preston, Idaho. Their marriage was later solemnized in the Logan LDS Temple.
She was a beautiful seamstress and an excellent cook. She made the best cinnamon rolls ever. She enjoyed sharing her sewing and cooking talents with family, friends and neighbors. She was a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. She enjoyed serving as a visiting teacher and as Sunday School secretary for many years. She also served as a temple worker.
She is survived by her daughter, Janet F. Maughan of Scottsdale, Ariz.; her son, Scott D. Fuhriman of Key West, Fla.; five grandchildren, 16 great-grandchildren and three great-great-grandchildren. She was preceded in death by her husband and by three brothers and one sister.

Grandma Ida would have been a hundred years old yesterday. Oh how I miss her. The above obituary forgot to mention that she loved her family dearly and they meant the world to her. That she was their rock. That she was the kindest women. That she loved to tell stories - over and over again. That she spent most of her life caring for her sick husband or daughter. That all of her posterity (it's grown by 10 since then) loved her so much that they were all in attendance except the two great-grandsons on a mission. That she was a perfect example of how to love with patience and non-judgment. I am who I am today because of this great lady and will be eternally grateful for her love and example. I only pray that I can be the kind of sister, wife, mom, grandmother, great-grandmother and great-great grandmother that she was to her loved ones. Because we are an eternal family I get to be with her again someday and it will be awesome! I love and miss you Grandma Ida. Thanks for everything.

What is your love language?

According to Gary Chapman the five languages of love are:

• Quality Time
• Words of Affirmation
• Acts of Service
• Physical Touch
• Gifts

If you go to 5lovelanguages.com you can take a test to find out what yours are. I wasn't surprised to find out that my top two were quality time and acts of service. I love spending time with Chad. It really is the very best. He is my best friend and so much fun to be with. It doesn't have to be exotic and expensive either. A Jeep ride with the music blasting; banana grams; rock band; a walk around the block; or even running errands. Time with Chad is my love language and avenue to happiness. Chad has never backed away from telling me he loves me. In fact, once I actually told him he tells me to much and to stop. Boy was that a mistake - I truly missed it. But one of the best ways he shows me he loves me is with acts of service. Doing the dishes if they are in the sink; sweeping and vacuuming the floor if it needs it; letting me have the towel closest to the shower so I stay warm; letting me lay my head on his shoulder when sad - and letting me cry, just to name a few. This next two weeks I will be working on learning Chad's love language and trying harder to use it. I will keep you updated on the progress but am actually looking forward to showing greater love to Chad so he too can feel as loved as I do.

The Temple is all about Families - Eternal Families...

I have the wonderful opportunity to serve in the Chicago Illinois Temple of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints twice a month. I love working anywhere in the Temple but one of my favorites is the Baptistry. Here baptism is performed, by proxy, for those who have passed on before. I especially love it when a youth group comes to do the baptisms. This past weekend we served with two different youth groups from local wards. The first was smaller and they were baptized for Temple names. Names given to them by the Temple. It was a sweet experience. The next group was larger and they had brought family names with them. Everyone had at least 9 names that they got to do. The spirit was so strong. One of the sisters that had come with the group to assist them had brought her grandmother's name to be done. She quietly asked if she could be the proxy for the confirmation if it wasn't a problem. She didn't want to cause any trouble. Trouble? How could the opportunity for you to do your grandmother's work cause trouble. Of course we will make that happen. So after all the other work was done she was escorted into the confirmation room where she started the work on her grandmother. In time this beautiful family will be sealed for time and eternity. Eternity. Forever together. How awesome is that? Another time during the day I was walking in the hall and noticed a young man all dressed in white walking towards the sealing room with the temple workers. He too was going to be sealed to his family for all eternity. It really hit me that temples are all about families - eternal families. And I am truly grateful for mine! 

Can't Believe It's Been Two Weeks Already!

Other than not updating the blog last week the past two weeks have been awesome. Don't get me wrong, every time I picked up the phone I would go to click Facebook and then I would remember don't do it. The biggest thing that I have noticed over the past two weeks is that I am happier. I haven't read anti-stuff. I haven't read ugly comments. I haven't been bombarded with politics. And not one person has asked me to play a game or help them win stuff. It's actually been quite heavenly. While at work yesterday I actually noticed that I was carrying on a very nice conversation with one of my co-workers. What a novel idea. I am hoping to keep this going. I think I can live without knowing everything about everyone. I can live without the meme's, although many are very clever. I can live without the negativity. But one thing I can't live without - pictures of the grandkids. So, for now, I will not be deleting Instagram. One step at a time, right?