Friday, November 29, 2013

a day late…but who cares! :)

I have so much to be grateful for this year. SO much.

Utah. family. friends. church. Jesus Christ. My testimony. warm weather. windy days. good music. my health. David's health. Having a brother on a mission. Be able to serve. love. my ward. my bishopbric. the mountains. sunshine. hoodies. good books. progress. goals accomplished. relationships. tender mercies. temples. good workouts. warm towels fresh out of the laundry. sisters in law. laughter. home teachers that come every month. a car. an apartment that is in the perfect location. service opportunities. faith. hope. employment. my education. cute boys. mission memories. inspiration. the Lord's guiding hand in my life. sports. good conversations. new friends i've made. that I'm going home in 22 days. christmas lights. talents I've been blessed with. roommates. modern day miracles. the restoration of the gospel. Modern day prophets. The Plan of Salvation. scriptures. eternal perspectives. the United States of America (how blessed are we, really though? It's not perfect, but it's great.) Health insurance. future opportunities presenting themselves.

I could go on and on. I'm just feeling very grateful.

The Lord's hand and His perfect love have been so clear in my life and the life of my family over the past two years. Life is so good.


Sunday, November 24, 2013

Utah Vs. California

I love Utah, like absolutely love it. Moving to Utah has been one of the most inspired most life changing moves I've made.

I have compared a lot of different aspects of both, and just FYI for whoever cares/doesn't care, this is what I've noticed. DISCLAIMER: What I'm about to say doesn't apply to everyone in every group. So if you get peeved with generalizations, don't continue reading. There are people in Utah and California that don't fit these molds.

Driving:
Utah drivers absolutely suck. No offense to my Utah buddies. But they do. Here's why:
They do NOT know how to use round abouts, at all. They come to a complete stop regardless of whether or not anyone else is there. Californians hardly ever stop. Not sure which is worse. It's all about yielding people!
They don't know how to use their blinkers. EVER. and then the get mad when you "don't let them over"  ….how are we supposed to know??...
If you try to pass someone on the freeway, they will speed up so you can't and then slow down until you try to pass them again. CRUISE CONTROL FOOLS.
Utah drivers NEVER let you over. Ever. You can have your blinker on to go over and they will speed up so you can't get over and then drive right next to you.
However, California drivers flip you off more and are more aggressive (due to the lack of morals! (: ), but overall smarter drivers.

LDS People:
Utah has SOLID fast and testimony meetings. Like SOLID. Californians tend do more of travel logs.
Utah has way more activities , probably due to the number of YSAs, but way more activities, and everyone goes to everything, and they make it fun. California YSAs struggle a little bit with having a lot of activities. (I LOVED my california ward, don't get me wrong)
The leaders in Utah are very much overseers and let YSAs take control, where as in California the YSAs are treated like youth a lot of times and not trusted with responsibility.
Utah members are much more accepting of Caffeine. It's served at ward and stake activities and openly embraced. Californian's think you are going to hell and shouldn't have a recommend if you drink caffeine.
Utah members do a lot more on Sunday's; lots of people taking walks, playing with their kids outside, and it's not uncommon to be driving by the store and seeing families in church clothes walking in/out. Now I don't shop on sunday, but I do like how they really use sundays for family time, inside or outside. California members I feel like are much more strict on sabbath day activities. Neither one is good or bad, both have perks, just an observation.
Utah members (SOME, not all) are very much sunday members. They go to church and preach, but some do what they want throughout the week. California definitely has those members, but because there are fewer, I feel like they really understand what it's like to have to stand up for their beliefs and be an example. Californian's know what its like to be the only member in a class/school and they have to stay strong. Some Utah members don't know what that's like to really have to stand up, even in the YSA age group.

Utah shopping:
MUCH better. Better restaurants, better food, better stores, better prices, better variety, better everything. No need to expand any further on that.

Scenery:
Utah rocks it, hands down. These mountains are my favorite thing on planet earth.
I do miss the central valley, but not for the scenery, but for the agriculture. Utah has no clue what good produce is. Lettuce is sour almost always, apples are disgusting, bananas have a weird texture. Even if they come from california, they just aren't as fresh/good/etc.

Anyway, I'm sure someone will think I'm judgmental by this post, but know that I loved, absolutely loved everything I had in California growing up, and I love Utah now, just some observations…..Take it for what its worth. And don't be offended. okthanksbye.



Thursday, November 14, 2013

truth.




I don't even need the rich part….

Friday, November 8, 2013

Random Compliments

So sometimes, I get REALLY random compliments, and sometimes I thrive off those compliments and talk about them for days!

Here's one I got yesterday:

Doctor: "Lindsay, I'm so thankful for you"
Me: "Thanks?"
Doctor: "No really, you are the only girl around here who doesn't have reverse PMS" (Keep in mind, I work in an office with all girls basically, out of all the employees, there's three guys)
Me: "What's reverse PMS?"
Doctor: "It's when you are grumpy three weeks a month, and happy one."
Me: …..
Doctor: "Lindsay, laugh, that's supposed to be funny, I just made that up."
Me: start laughing.

Doctors can be nutty, and sometimes they give funny compliments, but I'll take that as a good thing, I'm not grumpy.

Thanks doc.

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Lessons from the life of Lance

Lance Armstrong. 
He's become even more well known over the last few years with his scandal of blood doping. (while I know it's illegal, I remember learning about it in detail in my exercise physiology class. It's quite brilliant. and no I'm not endorsing it, but whoever came up with that is genius.)

ANYWAY. 

I'm reading a book right now that has everything to do with his life and the rise and fall of his career. 
It's called Wheelmen.
It's amazing. I can't put it down. 

But I've learned a lesson from Lance. 
Growing up, from the time he was 11, he was competing in kids' triathlon's and everyone could see he was different than everyone else. 
Including himself. He recognized that he was destined for greatness in athletics, and he knew he had a special talent. 
He would blow his competitors out of the water. 
His vision of who he could be propelled him to greatness and helped him be motivated to work hard and reach his potential. 
He thought that because he was so good, he would never have to worry about being beat.

However, there was also a part of that knowledge that early on in his career held him back. 
Because he knew how good he was, he didn't listen to his coaches. 
He HATED being coached. 
In fact, he would get so mad at his coaches, sometimes they feared for their safety 
(Maybe they were weak sauce??)
And because of that attitude, there were races when he lost. Big time. Because he was arrogant and in some ways, complacent.

So. What does this have to do with us???

It is CRUCIAL that we recognize our potential. 
Our potential in every area of our lives, but especially as children of a loving Heavenly Father. 
He loves us so much. 
He has it in each of our blueprints for life to achieve greatness and make a difference.
Eventually to return to Him and have all that He has. 
Can you believe that? Like, that's mind blowing to really grasp mentally.
If we don't understand our potential, we need to pray to understand it. 
And then pray to know how to achieve it, followed by diligent action and hard work. 
Just like Lance did (minus the prayer, he wasn't really religious). 

However. 
We can't let that knowledge leave us thinking that because we are great, and have amazing potential, that we are untouchable. 
We can't get complacent and think that because of our great potential and who we are, Satan and the influences of the world (Our competitors) can't touch us, or that we can't be beat. 
We can't disregard our coach's (priesthood leaders, parents, our Savior) advice, or ignore their counsel on how to improve. 
That's where Lance went wrong. 

He was an incredible athlete, there's no doubt.
We are crucial players in God's great plan. 

He, in a lot of ways, is someone who touched a lot of lives, and who helped a lot of people. 
I look up to him for a lot of things he did. 
We have a ton of opportunities to bless the lives of those around us, and to uplift and lighten the load of someone near us. 

He was someone who had great potential, recognized it, and he let it get to his head. 
We have even greater potential in the eternal scheme of things than Lance did on his bike. 

He kicked butt to be successful and reach that potential. 
What are we going to do? 

Knowledge is power. 
Do you have knowledge of your potential? 
Everyday I try to get a better glimpse of mine, and I'm still trying to grasp it. 

I hope that I can take the knowledge I have now of my potential, and let it help me see things even more clearly. In return, use that knowledge to bless others, and to help me be better; instead of letting it get to my head and getting complacent. 

Our potential is really limitless. 
HOW COOL ARE WE???

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

A few thoughts on Optimism.......




Optimism is something we hear a lot about in the church.
Be optimistic!
Think positive!
Seek out the sunshine instead of dwelling on the storms!
Be grateful and you will be happy!
Count your blessings!
We hear a number of these types of things from our leaders, friends, and confidants.
And let's be real, there are ALWAYS reasons to be happy. There are ALWAYS blessings to be counted.

But at least for me, it's not easy to always be optimistic. I feel like there are more pieces to the puzzle (as far as happiness) then just being optimistic.
I feel like optimism takes practice. It takes effort to be positive.

How happy would Satan be if we were always miserable like he is? He. Would. Be. Thrilled.

So I know we need to be positive and optimistic, because life really is SO good.
But sometimes things happen.
A failed relationship
No relationship (really though)
A health glitch that was unexpected
Unemployment
Financial Issues
(Insert your trial here)

Maybe it's loneliness, or you don't feel like your prayers are being heard, or something along those lines. 


And sometimes, as hard as you try, you just reach your breaking point. You don't feel like you can be optimistic and happy for one more day. And for me, sometimes after I have a good cry, a good talk with a friend, or a good spiritual experience, I'm ready to be strong again, and seek out the sunshine.

I'm learning more and more to trust in the promises held in the scriptures, and that gives me more reasons to be optimistic.

Here's a couple of my faves:

First - the Lord will strengthen our backs to bear the burdens placed upon them, but He won't always take the burden away. But He will do everything in His power to show us through personal, sacred experiences or through other people that He has not, and will not forsake us.
Second - He will succor us. He will RUN to us in our time of need. He isn't going to casually stroll to our aid, or say that He's too busy making sure His plan is running smooth. He is going to RUN to us the second we are in need of Him, and call for Him.

We have so many reasons to be optimistic. We have so many reasons to rejoice in the life we anxiously accepted before we came here. But it's not easy. At times, I'm queen of negativity.


I know I blogged about this a while ago, but it's amazing how much comfort and optimism The Plan can give us. It's not about what's going on now. It's about the glorious things we are promised if we just do the best we can. If we have faith. If we endure. If we do our very best. If we come to know our Savior. If we are obedient. I learned on my mission that as you are obedient, you WILL be happy. You WILL be able to see the Lord's hand in everything. I wasn't a perfect missionary, and I know other missionaries had more baptisms, BUT, I worked hard, and I was so obedient. And becuase of that, I was blessed with overwhelming optimism, with just a few occasional breakdowns! 

Sometimes I feel like people make life sound so stinkin' easy. And I want to say, "Well guess what, it's not easy." 

Life isn't easy, but it is good. SO good. And when I forget that, I try to think of the future. the blessings Im promised, and I seem to be happier. 



The trials don't go away. The problems don't disappear. Health issues remain unresolved. But we can be happy. We can have hope and faith in the future. 

Optimism doesn't come naturally sometimes. But it's a gift from our loving Heavenly Father when we have it. I'm learning to pray more earnestly for gifts I want, and as I count my blessings, and as I try to be better, I realize how much I have going for me, instead of what's against me. I realize that life is OH so great, and that the bumps and flips just make it that much more enjoyable. 


Optimism. 
This has been on my mind all day. 
I know I can work on being more optimistic. 
Because I know things will work out. 
"...Things ALWAYS work out..."

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

some days....

sometimes, life just kind of hits the fan, and you're stressed and don't know what to do with you hot mess of a self.

So, today, I'm just going to count my blessings, becuase that always works, yeah?

I'm grateful for a job that is amazing
I'm grateful for good friends who always make me laugh
I'm grateful for the best parents EVER. Like ever ever.
I'm grateful for my testimony
I'm grateful for good leaders
I'm grateful for free t shirts
I'm grateful for my Savior
I'm grateful for fall weather and good books
I'm grateful for steamed carrotts with season all on them (sodium makes everything better yes?)
I'm grateful for BEcky Thomas's recipe for protein balls. De. Freakin. Lish.
I'm grateful for my ward. Oh my, am I grateful for my ward.
I'm grateful for the scriptures
I'm grateful that it's Tod's brithday today and so I get to go eat brownies and not feel bad about it.
I'm grateful for good workouts
I'm grateful for warm baths, heating pads, comfy hoodies, and lots of blankets.
I'm grateful for Utah. Everything about it.
I'm grateful for lots of of things.
I'm grateful for my health.

Today, I'm just remembering that I have SO much to be grateful for.

Saturday, October 12, 2013

Timing is the hardest.

I was talking to an old mission companion last night. Possibly one of my three favorite people on planet earth. Literally. I love her SO much and look up to her more than just about anyone. We were companions for 2 weeks, and it was the best two weeks I've ever had.

Anyway.....She popped the question. "So, Witt, how's life in the boy department?"

Me: "Well, it's nonexistent"

Which led us to a conversation that was so real, and so good.

We are both in our mid-ish/late-ish 20's. We've both graduated from college, served missions, and are employed in good jobs. We both feel as if we are at a point in our lives where we are doing more right, living more righteously, and are more prepared for future events than we have been for a long time. (Don't read into that - neither one of us have messed up huge, just have our priorities straight now, and are more focused on the things that make the biggest difference).

And we both want to get married. We both are looking forward to it. And yet we both feel the same way about this situation.

The constant thinking about it, worrying about it, praying for it, direction/pressure about it from our leaders gets old.  Having people ask in all situations about your dating life puts a lot of pressure on you about something that is partly out of your control. And it gets discouraging.

Questions of: What more can I be doing? Where do I need to be? What needs to change? often cross our minds.

Living in an LDS culture, there is a lot of pressure to get married very early, and to have that as our number one priority. And yet, for us, and so many others it hasn't happened. I've lived in Utah for almost a year now and haven't been on one date yet. In fact, haven't even been close to going on one.

And we are both in the same spot. We are thinking about it. We are praying to be open to opportunities, but aren't praying to get married tomorrow. We aren't spending our days wondering when it will happen. I mean, are there days when I do? absolutely. Are there days when I get emotional and discouraged because I'm not married? Yes, way more often then I'd like. But while I'm trying to follow my leaders' counsel, I can't have that as my number one thought process, or else I am disappointed with it.

We are working on us. We are open to options when/if they come. But we've gotten to a point where we are trying to be okay with not being married, and we are trying to be okay with the idea that while we want it to happen, it may not, or it may not for a few years. Timing is the hardest.

I'm glad I'm not the only one at this stage. Being 27, single, and LDS isn't easy. I know people mean well, but just a heads up, PLEASE don't ask me "When are you going to get married??" Because I hate that question, and secondly, would you really like me to give you a date? I can make one up for you of when I'd like it to happen?? I can do that. But realistically, do you really think I know when I'm going to get married. Just sayin'.

I am not going to be that person that is bitter and hates men because she is "old" and not married. I want to be able to enjoy my life regardless of who is in it, and look forward to the day I will be blessed with that companionship, best friend, confidant, cheer leader, husband, and father to our children that I love more than anything. I don't want to chase happiness anymore with this subject and have it rely on whether or not I'm in a relationship. Its NOT easy at times. When all your friends are dating someone/engaged/getting married/etc. you just want to go get a guy and propose to HIM. ok, not really. There are discouraging days, and sometimes a lot of questioning, but I know because of things I've been promised it will happen, at SOME point. Timing is the hardest.

A lot of people "worry" about singles who are over 25. That maybe their priorities are wrong. That maybe they don't care about marriage or don't recognize the importance of it.

Well, for me, let me put your mind at ease:
I'm 27, and just fine.
My priorities are right, and I'm focusing on becoming more like the person I want to marry.
I'm building up a savings, so I can be financially ready for marriage.
I'm trying to enjoy the journey and be happy NOW.
I'm trying to strengthen my relationship with my Savior, so I can be spiritually ready to make the decision when the time comes.
I want to get married more than anything, but just trying not to be preoccupied with it
I'm doing so good, and trying hard to be my best. I have goals I'm accomplishing.
I think my priorities are good.

So....having said all this........any takers????
Just Kidding.

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Thursday, September 12, 2013

"War, Terrible War."

For all you Hunger Games fanatics out there, that makes sense to you.
But have you ever looked at the world around you and like literally saw the war that is going on around us each and every day? It's a war, and it could be referred to as terrible, but this is a war that we will absolutely, 100% win. It's not a war where only one person, or one country comes out alive.
 
It's a war that we can all win if we are careful.
If we constantly have all of our armor on, and if we are looking in the right direction, we WILL win.
 
I've been thinking a lot about the war that is being fought between good and evil. It's a war that isn't easy, and not only is it not easy, but it's a war that we each have to fight, not collectively but individually.
 
Satan is tricky. He is good at what he does. He is a persistent little cuss.
And he knows that we are going to beat him. However, the more he can get us to be complacent and casual about all our efforts the closer he gets to pulling some of us onto his side.
 
It's scary to watch the news at night. It is nervewracking to think about when I am blessed to be a mother, what my children are going to face, and what my children's children are going to face.
And we think it's a duesy now.
 
It's hard to not fear the future, and to not be consumed with the evil in the world.
BUT, THERE IS SO MUCH GOOD!!!!!!!!!!
People just choose not to focus on it.
 
I was in the shower the other day thinking of the millions of little ways that Satan tries to get me.
And then, in a tender little mercy moment, my mind went back to the pre-mortal life, life before this wonderful opportunity of being here on earth.  
We know that we lived with our Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ, and that we valiantly chose to follow His plan. We knew that we would come down to this earth and it wasn't always going to be easy, but the final outcome was ALWAYS going to be worth fighting for.

We were loved and nurtured by a loving Father who built us up and we were so excited to come down and fight for his plan. We KNEW it was true. We KNEW it was right.

So what's the difference now?
 
In keeping with the Hunger Games Theme:
 
 
But we know the Savior didn't say that to us.
Because, well, that's false doctrine. HELLO!
 
The odds for coming out "alive" in this war are ALWAYS in our favor.
ALWAYS.
Because our Heavenly Father loves us perfectly.
Knows us perfectly.
And is working overtime with hundreds of thousands of his angels to bring us back home.
If we give Him half a chance, He will get us there.
 
The odds are in our favor!!!
WE WILL WIN.
 
And we have every tool, and every ounce of knowledge we could ever need at our fingertips in order to be successful.
In a way, we've already won, now we just have to faithfully endure.
 
I have to constantly remind myself:
"If we are prepared we shall not fear."
 
We have no reason to fear, and every reason to rejoice, regardless of how hard satan tries to bring us  down, and regardless of how much darkness we may see around us.
 
Because Christ is in charge.
Christ is our true light.
So when we are focused on Him,
our world will never be dark.
 
It's hard to endure faithfully and patiently.
But we are guaranteed victory if we do so with the best of our ability.
 
This random thought process helped me have a little more courage this week.
Hopefully it does for you too.
 


Wednesday, September 11, 2013

It's not hard folks.

Just been thinking about this. The words we say and the way we treat others is crucial. Love this quote by Marvin J. Ashton: 
   

Perhaps the greatest charity comes when we are kind to each other, when we don't judge or categorize someone else, when we simply give each other the benefit of the doubt or remain quiet. Charity is accepting someone's differences, weaknesses, and shortcomings; having patience with someone who has let us down; or resisting the impulse to become offended when someone doesn't handle something the way we might have hoped. Charity is refusing to take advantage of another's weakness and being willing to forgive someone who has hurt us. Charity is expecting the best of each other.
          None of us need one more person bashing or pointing out where we have failed or fallen short. Most of us are already well aware of the areas in which we are weak. What each of us does need is family, friends, employers, and brothers and sisters who support us, who have the patience to teach us, who believe in us, and who believe we're trying to do the best we can, in spite of our weaknesses. What ever happened to giving each other the benefit of the doubt? What ever happened to hoping that another person would succeed or achieve? What ever happened to rooting for each other?
 
 

Thursday, August 29, 2013

Hilarious Really.


Your reaction when you find out your DAD is your number one blog stalker.

 
And I LOVE it.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

27 while 27

So my good friend that I met since I've been here in Draper recently turned 25 and she set 25 goals she wants to accomplish while she is 25. Some of them are big and some of them are simple but I thought I would do the same thing for me. I'm trying to find things/ways to help feel more accomplished in my life and just really enjoy life. I turned 27 almost 2 months ago, so I am going to start now, and make up for the last two months!!!

Here's what I have, I'm still finalizing them. I want them to be things I will find fun.

1. Run a 10k (I'm NOT a runner! But I'm loving it)
2. Get back to post-mission weight (won't post numbers on here! Not that confident!)
3. Read all the standard works focusing on the Atonement
4. Learn how to make a killer home made bread
5. Learn 10 new go-to recipes that are healthy and fast
6. Read 15 books (SUGGESTIONS WANTED!!! So far I have the Peacegiver, Continuous Conversion (I've already started this), Still Alice, 3 my mission comp just gave me and  I can't remember the titles, Unbroken...)
7. Save enough money for a new car.
8. Learn 10 new songs on the ukulele
9. Read my Grandparent's life-story that they have both written so I know more about them.
10. Wash my car at least once a month (I know this sounds lame, but I HATE washing my car)
11. Decide on grad-school programs and stick with it
12. Write down at least 2 things I'm grateful for every night
13. Look for service opportunities every day
14. Say "Thank You" more
15. Learn more about budgeting
16. Learn how to use the pedals on the organ
17. Learn the basics of couponing
18. Go to the temple at least twice a month
19. Go to 5 temples I've never been to
20. Type at least 3 of my mission journals (I've been wanting to type all my journals since I got home)
21. Stop drinking soda, AGAIN. This time should be easy because I really don't drink it much anymore.
22. Fold my laundry the same day I do it.
23. Memorize the Living Christ
24. Really prepare for general conference
25. Have one day a week where I just detach myself from technology
26. Play basketball twice a month, even if it's just me shooting around
27. Go on a spontaneous road trip

There we go. I can do it. Some of these simple ones I feel are going to stretch me the most, but it will be great!!!
Bring it 27.

Thursday, August 22, 2013

Tender Mercies

 
So sometimes I step back and look at my life, and I realize how many tender mercies the Lord has blessed me with. One huge one happened last week.
 
I woke up Tuesday morning and I felt great! I went to work, and was working away on different things and I noticed my eye started swelling up a little bit. I didn't think anything of it, past "oh, that's weird, good thing I work at an eye doctors office." Well, it continued to get worse throughout the day, and people started looking at me weird and making comments. Well at about 2:00 I started not feeling too good, and I had the thought, "Ocular Cellulitis". What? Why would I think that. So I went about my day a little more, and the thought came again, "Ocular Cellulitis".
 
Now I don't know everything about eyes, but I do know random things, and I do know that Ocular Cellulitis is bad news. So I took a picture of my face and sent it to a doctor at home.
 
He said, "Yes, you need to be on medicine."
 
So I went to my PCP and got on medicine, along with a huge shot of Rocephin (terrible experience.) and they said that if it got any worse to go to the ER immediately. Well, a few hours later, my vision went super blurry, (20/80 when I'm normally 20/20) and my eye got more puffy and nasty. So, I found myself in the ER to get an IV and get some mega meds pumped into me.
 
The next day I went back to see my doctor and he gave me another shot of Rocephin and two antibiotics to take. Ocular Cellulitis can be very dangerous because if it isn't treated aggressively and early it can go septic, or it can turn into meningitis and infect the brain, neither one is very good.
 
So I was SO incredibly sick, and went back to get an IV and MRI on Friday at LDS Hospital, and then yet another shot of Rocephin and starting on Sunday I was back on the mend for good. It looks like there is some nerve damage that may or may not go away. There's some issues with pupillary reaction and they can't get my vision to 20/20 even with correction anymore.
 
Now, what does this have to do with tender mercies.
I know how dangerous this could've been. I'm grateful for a doctor, who from Fresno, told me what to do.
I'm grateful for the spirit to get me even thinking in that direction, why would ocular cellulitis, one super serious eye condition be the first thing that came to my mind?
I'm grateful for a doctor who was extremely proactive in treating it.
I'm grateful that things didn't turn out worse.
 
I got a text later in the week from the doc at home saying that someone else came in with this same thing and lost her eye. I'll take a little nerve damage and some fuzzy vision if it means I can keep my eyeball.
 
The spirit is real. I've been praying more to recognize the promptings that I receive throughout my week. I'm SO glad that the Lord helped me to recognize that prompting to go in and get some added treatment.
 
I feel dramatic saying all this, but I just feel so watched out for by my Heavenly Father. I think it's once again because I know how REALLY bad this could've been and how it could've ended up SO much different.
(I won't post any pics, but you can google it if you want more details!!)
 
The Lord is so good.
His love is so real.


Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Priorities

I saw this on Facebook. I think it's legit.
 
-The Mayonnaise Jar-

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day is not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and two cups of... coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him.

When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and fills it with golf balls.

He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured it into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.

He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else.

He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous “YES”.

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

“Now,” said the professor, as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things - God, family,
children, health, friends, and favorite passions. Things, that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the things that matter like your job, house, and car. The sand is everything else -- the small stuff.” he said.

“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “There is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are
important to you...” he told them.

“So... pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Worship with your family. Play with your children. Take your partner out to dinner. Spend time with good friends. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the dripping tap. Take care of the golf balls first -- the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.

The professor smiled and said, “I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.”
 
 
 
I don't drink coffee, obviously, but I love the principles taught. It's all about priorities. What's the most important thing in life? What are you doing about it?

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Sometimes.

Some days you wake up and you realize it's finally the beginning of a new week, and you are so excited because last week was nothing short of a nightmare. And then sometimes you realize that you are getting irritated with everyone around you and heck, it must be a communication/lack of communication issue. And sometimes, you just need to remind yourself of everything that you have to be grateful for.









I'm grateful. 





Saturday, August 10, 2013

I actually am posting a few pictures....

Well the last week has been surprising eventful in my life, and I have actually remembered my camera and taken photos. First, me and my dad, and David and Summer went on a hike celebrating the (almost) one year anniversary of his double lung transplant. We hiked up to Timpanogos Caves, and it was a fun, chill, relaxing day, and helped me remember how grateful and blessed we are to still have David in our lives.

 My dad, Dave, and Summer towards the beginning of the hike. We are still all full of energy! :) 

 Dave and Summer about half way through! 

 Me and my dad! :) 

 Rest stop!! :) All of us, excited to be hiking! 

 This sign was a little deceiving, there was still a ways to go, but semi-close nonetheless! 

 We were warned by these lovely pictures that if we are going to fall off the cliff, to do so gracefully. 

 The view partway up the mountain

 When we started getting tired. I had just recently done this hike, so I knew what to expect! 

Then, this weekend, I have been able to hang out with this cutie ALL weekend long. It has been SO fun!!! We have been on treasure hunts, we have fed the ducks, we have gone to see Planes in the theatre, we have been to the park, Chik-Fil-A to eat and play in their play place, we have drawn pictures for his mom, dad, and sister when they get reunited. Today we went to cafe rio with a friend of mine from home, and that friend gave him a dollar to get a treat for the movies, and he was in heaven, and he was so excited when he gave the cashier his money and he got money back! We went to Target to get a Planes toy, we collected TONS of feathers. It has just been swell! 

 He is really concentrating on drawing a picture for his mom in this picture! 

 Every feather was just as cool as the last! I love his excitement over the little things he sees! 

 He couldn't chase these ducks enough. "Lindz, look at how big their wings get!!!" The best/worst part was when he ran through a flock of geese and he literally scared the poop out of one and it got all over him. (Sorry Kathryn, but it was funny!!)  (: 

And one of us! :) not great of me, but I had to get one with this cutie!! 

Anyway, there's a little update! :) Enjoy! 

Friday, August 9, 2013

Blasphemy

So, to the 3 of you that read this blog,
I have a little confession. It's been weighing on me for a long time, and it's something that comes close to blasphemy.

Are you ready..........................................

I abso-freakin-lutely LOVE Utah.

I never thought I would say such words. But I just did. So now my confession is out in the open and I can move forward.

I Love it here. Almost everything about it is so incredible.

The weather.
The scenery.
The people I've met.
The feeling of Salt Lake County. (WAY better than provo county for me.)
My ward.
The economy (job market is really good here)
The running/walking trails.
The many things to do.
There is seriously ALWAYS something going on.

Now, I can't stand the drivers (I won't go into this.......) and I'm a little disappointed in the fact that I still have yet to find some driven, hard working, normal, and attractive guys with goals that are over 5 feet tall. But that's another story for my next post (I've been drafting this up for a long time. Watch out boys and girls, Im going to talk about both of us.)

My only regret is that I should've moved here sooner. A lot sooner. But really, at the same time, the timing was perfect. The Lord has been so close to me and has perfectly guided this move and transition.

I just feel so blessed.
Blessed to be here.
Blessed with an incredible family.
Blessed with friends.
Blessed by the spirit.
Blessed with employment.
Blessed because of my beliefs, and the Atonement.
Blessed with different opportunities to serve.
Blessed to have seen so many miracles in the last little bit.
Right now I even feel blessed by a couple prayers that I am still waiting for answers on.

I'm blessed. I'm happy. I'm really loving my life right now more than I have in a long time.

Stay tuned. I have a BUNCH of pictures coming. You shall like them.

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

happy

So sometimes I set goals, and most of the time I forget what those goals are.
 
I moved to Utah and I was DETERMINED to make some life-changing decisions.
Well I moved here and was running on the treadmill one day, and I thought, I'm going to get a personal trainer.
So I did.
 
LIFE CHANGED.
I've lost 28 pounds since I've been in Utah, and since I started working with my trainer a month ago, I have lost 10 inches total.
 
I am so motivated right now.
I have a long way to go but it's exciting to see progress.
 
When the pants you bought as "goal pants" can now be taken on and off without unbuttoning, it's a good feeling.
 
Here's to lots more motivation and change.
 


Monday, July 15, 2013

Don't you?

 
 
 
Do you ever have days where people just bug you and you want to destroy everyone?
 
me neither....................


Monday, July 1, 2013

Don't take this as a desperate post.....

 
 
So I haven't blogged for a long while.
I have some GREAT stories to blog about and some phenomenal experiences I've had recently, and super fun road trips, and just the greatness of life....
 
But, because today is Monday, I'm just going to keep it simple.
 
I'm turning 27 on Saturday.
I've been thinking all about some huge changes I've made and continue to make in my life, and how 2012 was a defining year for me,  
And times like these I just really think to myself,
"Who thought I'd be single at age 27."
 
And then I think, yes I know marriage isn't easy and it takes a lot of work,
But, sometimes, I just SUPER want to get married.
Life throws you curve balls, and sometimes, I just want a husband to go through life with.
 
That's all.
 


Friday, April 19, 2013

Sorry, but I have to.

I apologize now if this is offensive to anyone, that's not intended. 

I have been amazed as I have watched Facebook and other social media sites how many people, in the face of criticism and challenge don't stand up for their beliefs. 

Now, let me say this. am I perfect? Heck no. not even close. 
Are there things I struggle every day? Absolutely. 

But I'd like to think that aside from my insecurities and imperfections that eat away at me, 
when I am standing against opposition, I hold my values strong. 

Lately there has been a heated debate regarding same-sex marriage.
I have watched so many faithful, wonderful, amazing members of the church speak out and stand up for the principles and values of the gospel. 
I admire them and applaud them for their efforts in spreading the word.
It has been on Facebook, instagram, blogs, and other things. 

then I see people who are faithful, wonderful, amazing members of the church go completely against the teachings of the gospel because they don't want to offend their "friends". 
I know its a touchy subject, and in one way or another we are all connected to someone who struggles with same-sex attraction, regardless of where we stand. 
So I know its hard. 
But I also know that we can do more. 
We can be bold but not overbearing. 

People are so quick to say that we are judgmental, and rude, and discriminating against their beliefs. 
"How does that decision affect you?" 
"Don't you want everyone to be able to experience true love?" 
"The can't control how they feel." 
The list goes on and on with some of their reasonings behind it.
All I am doing is saying that I am against it. completely. 
Why are we afraid to stand up and say, "This is what I believe." ESPECIALLY when we know the Lord's way of doing things. All throughout time the Lord has condemned gay marriage. Does He think any less of the people? No. But He has set forth very specific guidelines as to what is ok, and what isn't. About the true nature of the family.

We already know who is going to win this battle of right vs wrong, good vs evil, and some of us are still trying to decide which team to be on. 
Why? 
It is good, and actually healthy to have differing opinions with our friends and those we love. 
We can stand our ground without being rude, or disrespectful. 

The Lord needs people who are willing to stand up, even if it means standing alone. 
He needs people willing to say, "I disagree", or "I agree" when all of the voices of society are pointing mocking fingers at us. 

Do I need to be better? I absolutely do.
Could I be more open about my beliefs? I could do better every single day. There are so many opportunities that I have to share my testimony that I don't take because I don't recognize it as such. 

And I'm going to be better at that starting today. 
I need to be. 
As things get more and more crazy as the Savior's second coming approaches, things aren't going to get any easier. Its going to continuously get harder to live the teachings of the gospel if we aren't completely sure of our beliefs and firm in our testimonies. 

The parable of the 10 virgins perfectly describes our day. 
Are we going to be prepared when the bridegroom comes? 
Are we going to be faithful up until that point? 
I have a lot of work to do. A lot. 

The Lord is looking for those who are prepared to stand and fight for His gospel. 

I hope to be one of those people. 

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Oh my life...its long, so I don't expect you to read it all.

So I haven't blogged in AGES, thats pretty awesome. 
But I like to blog. So I'm going to. 
And, this is a place where I can openly express my feelings....well kind of. 
But this is going to be a rockin' blog post because for some reason I'm like super chatty. So thats cool. 

I was typing in my journal (I keep my journal on my computer) 
And I was so filled with love and appreciation for my Savior and for His Atonement, and for His gospel. Let me explain a little.

Last fall I got the feeling "You need to leave Fresno, and you need to leave like now" 
And I pushed it aside and pushed it aside again and again. 
(Note to all: Don't do that to spiritual promptings. Just make your life easy and follow, kay?)
But finally I couldn't take it any longer. Fresno was eating me alive and I had completely lost myself and forgotten who I was and what I loved to do.

So after turning in over 200 job applications and nothing turning up, I finally just turned in my two weeks notice, gave my boss a list of doctors to call here in Utah to give me good recommendations, and I came up here for a week of interviews. I got multiple job offers and chose the one I felt was right. And I got housing on the same week, thanks to an awesome connection I had in Draper.

So. My last day of work was January 25th, and my first day of work here was January 28th. 
Everything was falling into place and I felt way more blessed than I deserved. 
I had forgotten how aware of our lives the Lord is and how He really is in the details. 

 Picking up my whole life and moving was so incredibly hard. 
I knew everyone at home, I felt very comfortable in my job, I had good friends.
I didn't want to move. At all. Moving meant change. 
But I had to remember what is most important: my testimony, and really understanding and believing who I was, and that I could accomplish my goals.

But moving here has forced me to rely more on my Heavenly Father than I have EVER had to before.
And since I have lived here, I have been overwhelmed with so many blessings, particularly the last month. 

I have gotten SO much happier. 
I have made some great friends and met some of the finest people ever. 
I have, seriously, the best ward on planet earth. And my bishopbric....holy cow. POWERHOUSE. 
My roommates rock.
I feel the Lord's love on a daily basis as I look for it, and sometimes even when I'm prideful and I don't look for it.
I have remembered how strong my testimony is and seen the blessings that come from living righteously and worthily. 
I have been reminded of the power that is held within the walls of the temple.
I've learned on a whole new level the power of the Atonement. 
I have learned that I absolutely LOVE Utah. (I never thought I would say that)
I have a whole new appreciation and love for my brother's and their wives. 
I have seen so many of my prayers answered like before I get off my knees. 

Basically, my life has taken a complete turn for the better. 
I didn't realize it at the time, but I was miserable in California. 
I miss so many people SO much. My parents, the Crowleys, gals from the ward, etc. 
But today, for about the 10th time since I've been here, 
I've had the strongest confirmation that I am where I need to be. 
And I'm going to go forward with faith knowing that the Lord is in charge, and with His help, and the help of those wonderful people He has put in my path, I can do all things. 


Sunday, March 17, 2013

Pinterest faves this week...







Once again, Elder Holland for the win! 

Love this. Just be happy dang it. 


 And be awesome. Be happy and awesome.








Wednesday, March 13, 2013

My brother is famous!

My brother and his wife got highlighted on the news in Utah!! Here's the link!! So tender!

Love carries American Fork couple through crises

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Comforts


Let's be real for just a second. Utah, it is wonderful.  


I have two of my wonderful, amazing siblings here, and their phenomenal, cute wives. 


I have this view to wake up to every morning. Rough life, eh? 


Seriously, I'm SO lucky, isn't this gorgeous? 


I live in the perfect location, there are mountains all around me. 


I have a great job. 


This is an iPhone picture, so it doesn't do it justice, but you can go up on the hill at night and see lights for MILES. 


You even have cool snowflakish designs on your windows in the morning.

And let's not forget...my ward is PHENOMENAL. The people in it are AMAZING. My bishopbric is heaven sent at this time. (They are seriously perfect. I say that about every bishopbric I have, just shows how aware the Lord is). And I know I'm supposed to be here. And I have had spiritual confirmations of that. And there have been so many wonderful tender mercies since moving here.

However, somedays, I just can't help but miss this.....


This was taken on Christmas Day folks. Love California. 


And I miss my snuggle time and my bonding and playing with this little face. He's perfect. 


And this cute dog. I would post a picture of my parents, but don't have any. (That's sad huh) So I will post a picture of my dog. Because she's pretty cute too. 

I wouldn't say I've hit a "homesick" stage. Just a "I miss my comforts" stage. Everything at home was comfortable, which is one of the many reasons why it was time for me to move. Here, things aren't comfortable. Which means I'm learning a LOT, and growing a LOT. As hard as it is, I am learning to love it, because I'm becoming a better person. 

This has become my new favorite quote, gotta love Jeffrey R. Holland:
"God is eagerly waiting for the chance to answer your prayers and fulfill your dreams, just as He always has. But He can't if you don't pray, and He can't if you don't dream. In short, He can't if you don't believe." 
(There's no reference point to it, so hopefully it's a real quote)

So, I'm trying to just move forward, believing that the deepest desires of my heart will be granted as I do the best I can to change and progress and be the best me.
I feel like that is happening, even though the progress isn't always as fast as I like. 
That whole "on God's time table" thing has always been a challenge for me. 

Anyway. I really am grateful to be in Utah. I am loving it. I am learning a lot. And growing and changing and becoming and all those good things that come with moves. 

Just sometimes on Sundays, I just miss California. 


Friday, February 22, 2013

My goal


Is to make every single day count. 
I read a quote on a blog I follow. In a nutshell it said that we don't know how long we are going to be separated from our Savior here on earth, so we need to make every moment count. Let the difficult experiences define us, and make us better. 

Move forward every day. 

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Love these.

Not that I find joy in other people's pain. 


But sometimes a good fail blog picture makes everything better. 

**I post this only because I know that would be me on a really GOOD day attempting the hurdles**

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Random Ramblings from Draper

I am in UTAH!!! 
I love it here in Draper. 
Like absolutely love it. 

I have learned a lot while I've been here. 
I've been reminded that picking up your whole life and moving isn't easy. 
Not one bit. 
I've learned that I am shy, but I can break out of that...and I have to say, I have met some of the funnest girls since I've been here. 
I've learned that having the IKEA sign outside your front door (literally) is a great way to exercise self control. 
Same thing to be said about Cafe Rio, only thats right outside my office window. 
I've been reminded how fun it is to meet up with people from the mission. I got to go to dinner with one of my favorite families....oh my. Therapeutic. 
I've been reminded the power of peace that comes from reading scriptures daily.
I've been reminded how much I really do love having roommates.


I have moved into the BEST YSA ward on planet earth. 
seriously. 
Sorry Fresnans.....heritage ward no longer tops my list. 
My ward is phenomenal and amazing and perfect. 
The nicest, most friendly people EVER. 
The bishopbric is amazing, the girls are awesome. I just love it. 
There are activities multiple times a week, and that has been a tender mercy for getting to know people. 

I'm trying really hard to be more grateful. 
And can I just say I'm so grateful I moved. 
It has been stressful.
It has been way harder than I thought it would.
I'm trying to rediscover who I am, re-find myself. 
I'm trying to start fresh in every area.

But it is worth it. 
And I am SO grateful to be here. 
so so so so grateful.