Month: April 2016

Underwater

I have returned from getting X-rays of my nose, which confirmed what I already knew: It’s broken. Jack straight up broke my nose. The treatment for a break like this is a) ibuprofen and b) nothing. Because it’s not crooked and I can breathe through it, the medical community can’t do much else. So across the bridge of my nose, there is swelling,…

A Strong Current

I’m going to tell you a story of something pivotal that happened to me. You know how I write not infrequently (i.e. all the time) about my dreams and my ongoing spiritual curriculum, as it were? Well this is more of that. But there is no dreaming in this one. It’s all real. I did a session at the temple last…

Things people have said to me, of late

Five-year-old boy in Primary, in the class I was sitting with for crowd-control during Sharing Time: “I. Want. OUT OF HERE.” To wit, I felt exactly the same way. Student whose brother died unexpectedly the second week of the semester: “I would never have made it through this semester if it weren’t for you.” Nobody ever talks about adjuncting as the Best…

When Jack Can Speak

Henry gave a brief, excellent lesson on the plan of salvation for family night yesterday. Dutch was stuck at work. Charlie asked about what heaven is like. We left to get ice cream. The drive-through line took ten minutes. Jack fell apart after five minutes. He threw a cup of water across the car. It splashed against the dashboard. Henry was…

Deep Down We All Believe a Lie

What the lie is, necessarily depends on who we are. There must be all varieties of lies built into our bone structure, our soft tissues, our vital organs. They are false things that we’ve always believed, even when they are the exact opposite of true. A wise friend of mine who is a therapist told me that from her 30-year-perspective…

Dream, Laugh, Blog

Dear People, I’m having more wild dreams. They are instructive about what is important, to me and to God. I think they come from Him. They are an intersection between my subconscious and the inclinations of the spirit. Thus, I am fairly obsessed with my dreams, and hope they are useful or intriguing to you, lest this blog become an…

Charlie’s Day

Charlie was baptized today. This culminated six months of verbal and emotional preparation for a kid with so. much. anxiety over social events, being the center of attention, and experiencing pressure to perform. We talked about following Jesus. Charlie asked why Jesus lives in outer space. We watched, several times, the lds.org video of Jesus being baptized. Charlie asked why…

Contentment is an inward state

Recently, Jack was angry that I wouldn’t let him eat Jeff’s birthday cake we were saving for dessert. So he ran to the garage and poured a box of Cascade detergent all through the inside of my car (Jack, not Jeff. Although maybe Jeff sometimes feels like stirring the shiz and doing such a thing. I’m not sure. We all…

A Suitcase of Supplies

I taught my little six-pack of 13-year-olds an Easter Sunday school lesson last week about Abraham and Isaac being a similitude for Jesus Christ. It was, unexpectedly, one of those experiences where the spirit told me what to say as I said it. I was learning while I taught my students, which is both terrifying and thrilling. We read the story…

Good Gifts

Have you ever had the feeling that the clouds are figuratively parting, the sun is bathing you in light, and now you can see for miles? That instead of wind and sleet and basically life in general hitting you in the face, there are actual rainbows and butterflies fluttering around your head? I’m not sure that I have ever experienced before…