Becoming... What?

I've had the opportunity to work with TOFW for the past several years as a volunteer. I've folded programs, worked the will-call booth, ushered and just had a great time. As volunteers, we always find out ahead of time what the theme is (we also get our adorable bags) so that we can make the theme a matter of thought and prayer. This year's theme is CHOOSE TO BECOME. They asked us to find just one thing in our life that we would like to change, add, strengthen, or whatever... And I couldn't do it.

Those of you who know me, know that I am a project person. I always have several irons in the fire. The author, Robert Heinlein, once said, "Specialization is for insects." I have to admit that I have long held that opinion. Because of the many areas of my life that I am striving to improve and the many projects I am currently involved with, I was simply overwhelmed at the thought of choosing only one. So, I didn't.

The event was wonderful - as it always is. I laughed. I cried. I rejoiced at having my daughter, Kat!e with me there for the first time. As Laurel, the superhero formerly known as worst-case-scenario-girl, spoke on Friday night I was deeply touched at the emotional journey she has gone on this year after selecting her ONE thing. I love her so much. She is such an example to me. And it made me want to choose my one thing. Maybe I was supposed to be a runner?! No.

This became my pattern for the rest of the conference... Maybe I should become _____________ ? No.

And then, Merrilee spoke. And I knew. I am supposed to become Strong again. I have not been through the devastating experiences that Merrilee has over the past year, but I have been broken down. I have been taken to my knees. And as soon as she talked about how her one thing was to become strong again the Spirit whispered to me that I need to do the same. So, give me this mountain!

That may mean giving up a few projects. It will mean  more exercise - physical and spiritual. But I know that I can do this because, "All things are possible to him that believeth." Who knows, I may get to add a few projects. Maybe even running! Probably not, though. No.

My first Deseret News Book Review

Well, I had my first book review published through the Deseret News. It was changed a little bit and sounds a bit choppier than I would like but it was my fault for too much editorializing. The book was awful, so that's one reason I had a difficult time in not editorializing. Plus, I'm slightly confused with a book review in how much opinion I'm allowed. It's been a lot of years since the journalism scholarship. I have another currently under review (DVD) and I do like writing but writing the negative reviews makes me cringe a little. I feel bad for the authors. Well, usually... by the time I finished this book I sorta had the feeling I wanted to hit this one. Sad.

The Mountain

I have so much on my mind and in my heart. 

Last week was youth conference. On Day 1, Cherie Call - amazing singer/songwriter gave our devotional. We invited all of the missionaries and other guests (there weren't many there on a Wednesday!) to join us at the pavilion. It was awesome. Cherie sang this beautiful song that reminded me of my mantra, "Give me this mountain!"

Not with my own strength (of course), but I moved that mountain! I felt sort of like Wonder Woman... or a daughter of God...




How To Move A Mountain

When I was young I heard the stories
About the people who could make the mountains flee
And every now and then, someone would tell me
I could do the same if I believed
So one summer night, I looked out my window
And I closed my eyes and listened to the wind blow

And I tried to move a mountain
I wished for it to crumble at my feet
I tried one thing after another
but I couldn't shake a leaf

I never knew that the mountain
Had a lesson it would teach
Cause as tall as I got, I still lived in its shadow
I watched it tower over me
Till one summer day, I thought I heard it call me
So I closed my eyes and then changed into my blue jeans

And I learned how to move a mountain
It was harder than I dreamed it would be
But I set one foot down past the other
Till the mountain was under me

And I felt like I could see forever
When the truth hit my senses suddenly
This mountain wasn't nearly the first one that I'd moved
God had seen my victory
Every time I put my weaknesses behind me
And I close my eyes and let His mercy find me

I know how to move a mountain
I have to fall down on my knees
Then I get back on my feet and head on upward
Till I make it to the peak
And the mountain's under me

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