Tuesday, July 7, 2009

The Reason Everyone Cried in Class Today...


"Well, my dear sisters [and brothers], the gospel is the good news that can free us from guilt. We know that Jesus experienced the totality of mortal existence in Gethsemane. It's our faith that he experienced everything- absolutely everything. Sometimes we don't think through the implications of that belief. We talk in great generalities about the sins of all humankind, about the suffering of the entire human family. But we don't experience pain in generalities. We experience it individually. That means he knows what it felt like when your mother died of cancer- how it was for your mother, how it still is for you. He knows what it felt like to lose the student body election. He knows that moment when the brakes locked and the car started to skid. He experienced the slave ship sailing from Ghana toward Virginia. He experienced the gas chambers at Dachau. He experienced Napalm in Vietnam. He knows about drug addiction and alcoholism.
Let me go further. There is nothing you have experienced as a woman that he does not also know and recognize. On a profound level, he understands the hunger to hold your baby that sustains you through pregnancy. He understands both the physical pain of giving birth and the immense joy. He knows about PMS and cramps and menopause. He understands about rape and infertility and abortion. His last recorded words to his disciples were, "And, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world." (Matthew 28:20) He understands your mother-pain when your five-year-old leaves for kindergarten, when a bully picks on your fifth-grader, when your daughter calls to say that the new baby has Down syndrome. He knows your mother-rage when a trusted babysitter sexually abuses your two-year-old, when someone gives your thirteen-year-old drugs, when someone seduces your seventeen-year-old. He knows the pain you live with when you come home to a quiet apartment where the only children are visitors, when you hear that your former husband and his new wife were sealed in the temple last week, when your fiftieth wedding anniversary rolls around and your husband has been dead for two years. He knows all that. He's been there. He's been lower than all that. He's not waiting for us to be perfect. Perfect people don't need a Savior. He came to save his people in their imperfections. He is the Lord of the living, and the living make mistakes. He's not embarrassed by us, angry at us, or shocked. He wants us in our brokenness, in our unhappiness, in our guilt and our grief.
You know that people who live above a certain latitude and experience very long winter nights can become depressed and even suicidal, because something in our bodies requires whole spectrum light for a certain number of hours a day. Our spiritual requirement for light is just as desperate and as deep as our physical need for light. Jesus is the light of the world. We know that this world is a dark place sometimes, but we need not walk in darkness. The people who sit in darkness have seen a great light, and the people who walk in darkness can have a bright companion. We need him, and He is ready to come to us, if we'll open the door and let him."

(Chieko N. Okazaki, Lighten Up, Preface, p. 174)

Monday, July 6, 2009

Need change? Don't ask you-know-who (rhymes with O-llama)

I changed my blog! Te gusta?! Please tell me so I can either leave it, change it back, or change it all over again. That's all I got for today...
P.S. It is stinking hot here in Apartment 506! At least I know what it's like to live in subtropical countries with zip air conditioning now, right?

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Babies I Wanna Hold!



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(left to right: Ammon Livingston, Grace Browning, Rylee Livingston, Gavin Holyoak)

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Family Project! If you are related to me, please read!

Hullo family! And of course, anyone else who happens to read this blog. I am starting a project for my Marriage and Family Relations class that's due in 3 weeks, and what I need from you is oodles and oodles of photographs! Any and all family photos you have, from when you were little to right now...I don't really care just start sendin' 'em in. I need some photos from now all the way to four generations back, so whatever you have you can send my way. I'm going to put them all in a slideshow and then of course I'll post it on here for you all to see! email me at: pelirrojorunner@gmail.com
Be excited!!

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Awesomeness Squared

This week was pretty great for the following two reasons:



AND



Having déjà vu? That's because I went to the temple twice in seven days! I can't remember the last time I've done that...in fact, I probably never have. Liz and I almost went for the third time on Friday but they turned us away, which I was okay with because I'd already gone twice!

The first time was early early on Tuesday morning with my ward. If you ever want to get closer to someone or a group of people, go to the temple with them. It's awesome how this gospel, in its purest form (service!!), can unify us. Anywho, most of the baptisms I did were from the 1800's Mexico, which didn't surprise me much. Maybe I'll be able to speak to them in Spanish when I finally meet them...haha. Of course that's only if we don't speak a Celestial Language in heaven. The second time was with Lizzy after Math class on Wednesday. I think it's pretty cool that I can just walk up to the temple after Math class is over. How many other college students can say that? We barely got in because walk-ins were just ending, and it turned out that Liz and I were the last two to perform baptisms for the day. Going to the temple with people you love just makes you love them even more, right? Right! This is how I feel after leaving the temple, every stinkin' time:

peaceful


no worries

have eternal perspective

optimistic

excited for the future

closer to my family

thirst for more gospel truths

full of love


You should definitely try it sometime; it's the ultimate cure-all.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Before June is Gone


I noticed today that I've only posted twice this whole month, and it's almost gone. Holy smokes time flies! Right now I am up in Driggs, Idaho at a place called Badger Creek with my roommate Chelsea and her sister Sarah, who used to be my roommate. Right now we are sitting in the Logistics Center listening to the rain pour on the roof. Darn. We were going to go canoeing. Guess we'll have to wait until the real summer comes. Last night we decided to forego the loft in the cabin and sleep on the patio. The cement patio. Now that's what I call roughin' it. The best part about sleeping out there was not that we got to mummify ourselves in sleeping bags, but that we could see the stars stretching for jillions of miles into space. Whenever I see the sky like that I think of the scripture in Alma 30, when Alma tells Korihor that "all things denote there is a God..." How can anyone doubt when they smell the rain before it falls down, or hear the thunder doing somersaults in the sky? Or when they hear the trees move at night and see the sky laid out with Orion and The Big Dipper and the Milky Way? I just don't know. After we looked at the stars for awhile we started getting a bit hyper and took some pictures of ourselves...which I'm sure could be used as blackmail later in my life. Shudder. We tried making a movie of Sarah doing her 100 pushups/situps for the "100 Club" (do 100 pushups and 100 sit ups every day or you owe a treat to everyone; my roomies and I are doing it too) on the patio; Chelsea and I provided the Rocky background music. Mind you this all took place at about midnight. Oh yeah! This morning when we went into town I saw the Grand Tetons for the first time and the clouds weren't covering them. A-mazing! I want to climb one someday. Also, there's this drugstore in Driggs that makes the most amazing Lime Freeze I have ever tasted. Pretty much, I love Badger Creek!

Sunday, June 14, 2009

La semana pasada

For those of you who aren't Spanish aficionados, this post is all about the past week and the adventures within...

It has been raining for two weeks straight now, and the forecast still looks as wet as ever. Being from the Pacific Northwest, it doesn't bother me much at all. I like how everything stays green and keeps that musty, dirt-ish (not dirty) smell. In the past couple of days we have had some major thunder and lightning storms; I'm talking shake-the-house thunder. Awesome.

Last week for Enrichment we tie-dyed shirts. I waited an extra day to wash mine out because I wanted the colors to really be dark 'n' deep. It turned out really cool! I'd put a picture on here but I don't have a camera. Just imagine a T-shirt dyed the colors of the sky right before the stars come out:


Tuesday was the big day--President Eyring came to speak at our devotional! I had all of my classes before 2pm that day (when devotional starts), and so I had all of that time to think about what he would say to us and wonder if I really was prepared like President Clark asked us to be. My roommates and I got into the Hart at about 1:15 and by that time it was almost full! We were lucky to get some front-row seats by the choir, but I saw some people's backpacks being moved because security was being really strict on saving seats. Bummer! President Eyring's son is a stake president up here, so when he came to seat on the stand I could feel everyone catch their breath for a second. They look almost exactly alike. Everyone got really quiet about 2 minutes before he even came into the room; I think we all knew by the Spirit that was there. When he walked in--now this is the embarassing part--I started up the water works. I don't even know why I was crying! I was happy to see the guy! Ah, well. I am my mother's daughter. :) The talk was soooo good. Here is the link because I know you all want to read it:

http://www.byui.edu/Presentations/Transcripts/Devotionals/2009_06_09_Eyring.htm

Later that night I went door-to-door asking people to join i-Team/i-Rep (the new student orientation thing) for the Fall. Now I have a little taste of what missionaries do! It's hard to have people say no over and over and just shut the door without any interest. And we weren't even asking them about the gospel! I think those things are always harder to do when you actually care about the thing you're asking them to try. I just want everyone to "taste of the exceeding joy of which I [do] taste..." (Alma 36:24)

On Thursday Christina and I went with Chelsea to an extra-credit seminary (for her Women's Health Class) on post-traumatic stress. The woman speaking had been abused for her whole childhood by both of her parents and her brothers. I was amazed by her because number one, she was able to talk about everything without crying, two, she had used the Atonement in her life and her testimony of the Savior was very strong, and three, she lives a pretty normal life now with a husband and four children. Wow! Talk about an eye-opening experience for me. I need to be careful not to take things like my family for granted.

On Friday night my friend Rachel (yeah, the engaged one) came to stay with us because her and her fiancee were going to look for apartments this weekend. It's weird when your friends who are your same age start getting married. She seems different now; more grown-up, I guess, but she's still the same ol' Rachey.

Saturday was mighty eventful! Well, most Saturdays are... 3 of my roomies got up at the crack of dawn to volunteer for the Teton Dam marathon. At around 10am I got a phone call saying that they were starving and could I please bring them food? I raided the pantry and walked the 20 minutes to the last corner, where they were cheering runners on. Seeing those people come in, either with grimaces on their face or a tired smile, made me REALLLLLY want to run. Run a race, run a relay, run a half-marathon, whatever. I just really want to start running in races again. Mom, this is a memo to you to be my running buddy when I come back for the 7-week break. That's all I have to say about that.

Well, this post has been pretty long and kinda boring...so if you don't comment because you didn't even read the whole thing, that's okay. I know you like photos but I don't have any...

Until next time!