Sunday, January 26, 2014

Growth through Change or Change through Growth...

First, some explanation for my friends who are not members of the Mormon church.
We place great pride in our organization. You need help immediately?  Done with one phone call.  Natural disaster needing teams?  Again one phone call, crews respond immediately.  We are a close, nurturing bunch of people.  We also do not choose where we attend church.  One of the blessings of our world-wide organization is that we all believe and teach exactly the same thing.  "One faith, one baptism."   Geographical boundaries are set for our Wards (congregations).  Several wards become a Stake.  As the church continues to grow, new Wards and Stakes are formed and the kingdom continues to grow, "the stone without hands that fills the earth."  Exciting to participants and observers.

Our family began attending  the Pinnacle Mountain Ward, Little Rock Stake  33 years ago, after moving from Minnesota. Because our church has no paid ministry, we have each served in almost every calling there is. Our family fingerprints are literally all over that lovely building on the corner of Rodney Parham and I-630.  We have taught, prayed, sung, blessed babies, seen our children (and many others) baptized.  We have cleaned, organized, and gardened at the building.  We can find anything in that kitchen for you.  The stage and gym have seen basketball, volleyball, roadshow, Christmas, primary talent shows, always with Pierson, Gustafson or Clausen family members participating.  Testimonies have been strengthened and borne thousands of times in the sacred chapel.  Each of our children were taught "in the nurture and admonition of the Lord" within those walls by hundreds of devoted, loving saints whom we love with all our hearts.

This weekend changes are occurring.  Sufficient growth necessitates the creation of a new stake, moving the Maumelle Mormons into North Little Rock Ward and Stake. Our daughters and families will lead the way for us as they are part of this weekend's reorganization.   Upon our return from our mission we will attend church in a different building with the opportunity to learn to love many new saints. Families we have loved for decades, many in their third generation in the gospel in Arkansas, we will rarely see.

We have had some very fun discussions lately about the challenge and joy of change.  We came upon an analogy that seems right for us.  Would you like to see some photos of our early Spring Arkansas garden?




Now our connection.  As our garden has grown, we have become great at dividing plants, sometimes brutally.  When the once- beautiful plant becomes root bound, the growing and blossoming is compromised.  All of the energy goes inward.  When this occurs, we dig it up, shake the soil from the roots, look within the roots for the beginnings of a new plant then pull it apart carefully, if possible.  When that doesn't work, the spade or shovel comes out and force is applied.  We can get as many as 6 new plants from the "mother".   We then lovingly place the new plant in a well prepared spot with loose, fertile soil and nutrients already placed in the hole.  Watering and watchful care results in strong, beautiful plants with strong root systems of their own.

The same thing happens to us as we allow our roots to become root bound.  We may treat ourselves too gently and resist opportunities to grow.  Change is hard and not always convenient.   We love the truth that nothing is so unchanging, so inevitable as change itself.  The things we see, touch and feel are always changing. Our relationships are always changing.  However,there is a constant that allows us to use change for our own good, and that constant is the revealed eternal truths of our Heavenly Father.

When we added a rock path leading from the street to the front door, our boys were not pleased.  Gone was second and third base.  In fact the front yard ball field was cut in half.  As they "participated" in ground leveling, sand and stone hauling, excavating and planting the azaleas, they were really not happy.  When we were done, they agreed the results were worth the effort.


We have always loved this C.S. Lewis quote;
"Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on; you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently He starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make any sense. What on earth is He up to? The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of - throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards. You thought you were being made into a decent little cottage: but He is building a palace. He intends to come and live in it Himself.” 

As we were enjoying the spirit, testimony and love from our new friends in the Zelenograd Ward today, we both commented how much we have learned and grown through our mission experience.  The change from this life to a life with Him who is our Eternal Father is the ultimate goal to which meaningful change can bring us.  As we allow ourselves to be pruned (changed), nourished and sometimes have our roots shaken a bit, we continue to be drawn toward His light.  We can then "bloom where we are planted".  

We are posting more garden pictures..
Thanks to Alyssa and Ed, we will return just in time to enjoy this beauty in 2015.  Arkansas springs almost hurt your eyes.  









 During growing seasons, we search each day for how our garden has changed and excitedly await the glory of perennials we haven't seen for awhile.  As we are challenged to reach deeper, we often find we are more than we thought we were.  We truly can become what the Lord wants us to become.  So exciting!

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Following the path...

Winter has hit Moscow in earnest and our rosy cheeks and steamy breath attest to the sub zero air.  We feel so Russian!  As we waited for the bus this morning, I felt grateful for the beavers who sacrificed their lives so that I could inherit this all-enveloping coat!  I didn't buy it so  please spare me the animal rights argument.  Besides, we don't eat hamburgers.   For Moscow winters, there is nothing better.  I will happily pass it on when we leave.  Not much need in Arkansas.

We are also grateful, daily, for these unseen hands who brave the frigid early morning air to remove the new layers of snow and scatter salt crystals on the sidewalks and roads, making it easier for all of us to get where we need to go, safely.   I thought of this today as we walked to the
church from the bus stop.


We started off on a wide boulevard, cleared by big machines...

Then a broad sidewalk, made smooth by giant shovels,

and finally the well-worn foot path, leading to the chapel...


and finally, our chapel (yes, some folks drive)...

As we carefully followed the little-used path, compared to the boulevard, I was again grateful for those who went before, physically but especially spiritually, showing me and those I love the path we will all need to follow as we seek to become one with our Father in Heaven and His precious Son, Jesus Christ.  
"Strait is the gate...narrow the way"
"Follow thou me'

CONNECTION TO YOGA...
I truly love yoga.  I love my practice and I love teaching.   I am often asked about the spiritual underpinnings of yoga and, as much as I love it, it is not the gospel, 
Yoga helps calm our too-busy minds, helps us breathe deeply, opens up our joints and makes us stronger but all of this is a means to an end, not an end in itself.



The discipline of my practice has allowed me to more fully feel the love that my Heavenly Father has for me.  As I focus on that love, I feel complete, seeking only a continuation of that love. My prayers deepen, scriptures come alive and I want only to serve Him well.  

The peace and joy we feel in our missionary work fills our hearts to overflowing.   

 To help others feel that love, hopefully radiating from us, is our every prayer.  Whether i in our mission relationships, riding the metro or bus, shopping or helping out in the ward or teaching yoga, we want to t
We love this scripture "Hold up your light that it may shine unto the world.  Behold I am the light which ye shall hold up" 3 Nephi 18:24

We love this opportunity to hold up His light.   


Sunday, January 12, 2014

The Spirit of God is truly burning...

As I sat in Sacrament meeting this morning in the Zelenograd Ward, trying to keep up with the fiery rendition of the opening song, "The Spirit of God, Like a Fire is Burning", I was  so focused on keeping up with the Russian words that it wasn't until the last verse that I looked around at the looks on the faces of the ward members around me and realized that they were truly singing their testimonies.

Beginning with the dedication of the Kirtland, Ohio temple in 1836, this song of the restoration has been sung in every temple dedication.  I have always felt my heart quicken when I hear or sing this song.  As I heard these powerful Russian voices belt it out, hardly looking at the book, I knew I was seeing the burning taking place.  These are people with deep, mature testimonies who love each other, the Lord and His Gospel.

Last week, we were moved by the baptism of a fine Russian soldier who had been taught by a fellow soldier the truths of the gospel of Jesus Christ.  They are stationed two hours away from the nearest church meetings but the missionaries were able to visit him for his initial lessons and many members skyped with him, adding their testimonies and helping with questions.  The joy on his face as he came up from the baptism water was beyond words.  He truly feels the love the Savior has for him and knows the power of the atonement in his life.

Our Relief Society lesson was taught with testimony and knowledge.  Olga has been a church member for about 15 years.
  
  I thought of my own sweet sister who, a few hours later would be teaching the exact same lesson to her ward in Kansas. All over the world, the teachings are the same.  Amazing.

I also just finished compiling the December newsletter for our CES ;missionary couples throughout Eastern Europe.  I have to share some of what they have accomplished.  I am so impressed by their efforts.
Like all LDS missionaries, these are volunteers who pay their own way to spend 1 1/2 to 2 years serving the youth  of the church.  They mostly work the "swing shift", staying up late teaching, loving, providing a safe  place for youth to gather and, of course, feeding the kids.  The joke is that CES stands for Cooking Every Second. .Not far from  the truth.     They work so hard.  They work closely with YSA Councils, building leadership for the future.  They also train and encourage native speaking volunteer teachers throughout their assigned area.

Some December highlights from our newsletter-
VLADIVOSTOK, RUSSIA- Our CES couple taught the students  to record their own histories and testimonies on "metal plates" made from poster paper covered with aluminum foil.  Inscribing tools were dulled toothpicks.  Two stories from Vladivostok:

1.  A young woman had been attending family home evening and Institute for months.  She knew she needed to be baptized as she was touched by the testimony of a recently returned missionary.

2.  A young man who was investigating the church came to the New Year's eve party for awhile then left to join his friends at another party.  He surprised everyone when he returned about 11:30, explaining that he much preferred the humble party with no drinking, smoking or immoral behavior at the Young Adults party.  He left a few days later for a short visit to the US and planned to read the Book of Mormon on the long flight.

KHARKOV, UKRAINE- Service was the theme for the Youth in Bulgaria.  Our missionary couple assisted them in purchasing, assembling, stitching and then helped them distribute dozens of quilts to the elderly in this very cold country.  Not easy work.




The Institute tree in Kharkov was decorated with small pictures of the life of Christ, mounted on shiny paper.  Testimonies of the young adults and missionaries were recorded on the back.

BULGARIA- The year ended with the young adults joining to complete their reading again of the Book of Mormon.  All of the Blulgarian member were challenged to read but the Young Adults wanted to end together, sharing testimony of the truth.

NIZHNY-NOVGOROD, RUSSIA-- Our couple and the YSA council planned Christmas dinner for 50, bought for 60, 120 showed up. Elder and Sister Jones kept praying for "loaves and fishes". and somehow it worked.  Miraculously, there was plenty and some to send home.  

VOLGOGRAD, RUSSIA  -Dec. 7 brought Seminary and Institute students together to commemorate the life of Joseph Smith.  Matching games helped the youth learn more about the Prophet of the Restoration.  A traditional Russian meal followed.

These are just a tiny taste of the burning fire that is going forth, bringing the joy of the gospel to the children of God throughout the earth.  We are blessed to see a small part.

The fire is burning for those who choose to see it.  We pray we can keep up with all that God expects us to do to bring about His purposes.



I felt the symbolismc as we sang "The Spirit of God"...I stumbled through to the end, catching up with the rest of the congregation  with the words, "Ameen and Ameen!"

Sunday, January 5, 2014

IT'S STILL CHRISTMAS!

Missionaries are the best.  We are uplifted by their spirit and energy and their love for this Gospel of Jesus Christ and the joy that it brings.  As the rest of the Christian world is putting away the trappings of Christmas, we are still in the swing.
Our mission party last Saturday brought out the festive in us all.  After the delicious ham dinner prepared and presented by the senior missionaries,everyone joined voices, . beginning with the traditional American carols, ," Silver Bells?" (missionaries from other countries, including Russian, German, French, Austrian and Italy had no clue).  As the program  moved into the international standards, we were all on the same page.
Each district or zone prepared it's own entry.  So much talent and so much fun.


Even the Senior missionaries didn't sound bad at all...

Beautiful voices and  instruments brought us all to tears.
The program ended with Silent Night being sung in the native languages of the missionaries serving: Russian, Spanish, German, French, Italian and finally English.  Different words, same feeling.
We know and love so many of these servants of the Lord serving  here in Moscow.  All missionaries sacrifice years of their lives and means in total devotion to their Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.  Few have worked and prayed as hard as they do now.  
Few have felt so sustained and loved as they do now.  We all know the feeling, now so familiar, of being in the "spiritual bubble" of testimony and truth and such joy.
We are blessed.


BOLSHOI SPLENDOR
Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker performed at the glittering gem, the Bolshoi theater.  Russians are justifiably proud of this two century old performing arts center.  It was as dazzling as we expected it to be.  How fun to be joined by 20 or so friends for this memorable evening 


Seating for the Czar and Czarina



So, for another week or so, MERRY CHRISTMAS!