Sunday, November 4, 2012

Potential

Lately I've been near cripplingly focused on my shortcomings:
  1. Things I'm not doing but should
  2. Things I'm doing but shouldn't
  3. How I don't measure up to others
  4. Things I need to fix in my life
And the list is very long, and very detailed in my head.

This morning as I was pondering it struck me that God's desire for us to repent, to change, to improve is rooted in our potential, not in our shortcomings. He doesn't want us to become better because we are terrible, but because we are capable of so much.

It may seem obvious to some or like an insignificant shift in perspective to others, but I think this change in the way I think about this will help me significantly in many ways.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Seventy Times Seven

I've been thinking about repentance a lot lately. I've been pondering what seems to me to be a paradox - the fact that we must forsake our sins as a condition of repentance paired with the ability to be forgiven multiple times for the same thing. If we have to forsake to be forgiven, than how can we be forgiven again if we do the same thing?

I don't think I fully understand that conundrum still, but as I have studied and pondered on this question, I have gained a few interesting insights.

One of the passages of scriptures that kept coming to my mind was where Jesus commands that we forgive someone 70 times 7 times:

21 ¶Then came Peter to him, and said, Lord, how oft shall my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? till seven times?
 22 Jesus saith unto him, I say not unto thee, Until seven times: but, Until seventy times seven.

- Matthew 18:21-22

If we have to forgive someone that many times, it means we can be forgiven that many times. And if we can be forgiven that many times, that means we have to (and can) repent that many times if necessary.

As I thought about this command more I realized something fascinating: 70 years is more or less an average life span and there are 7 days in a week. So in essence what Christ is asking is for us to forgive someone every single day of their entire life if they continue to sincerely repent.

I am grateful that the Atonement of Jesus Christ provides a way for me to continue to get up and brush off my seemingly inevitable mortal falls through repentance and start again. I am so grateful that I can partake of the sacrament each week to both renew my covenants (recommit to being perfect) and to once again be clean and pure.

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Just What I Needed to Hear

A friend of mine posted a quote and a link. I clicked on it and just listened to exactly what I needed to hear today from a BYU Devotional Elder Jeffery R Holland gave back in 1980:

For Times of Trouble

Do you ever feel untalented or incapable or inferior? Would it help you to know that everyone else feels that way too, including the prophets of God? Moses initially resisted his destiny, pleading that he was not eloquent in language. Jeremiah thought himself a child and was afraid of the faces he would meet.

And Enoch? I ask all of you to remember Enoch as long as you live. This is the young man who, when called to a seemingly impossible task, said, “Why is it that I have found favor in thy sight, [I] am but a lad, and all the people hate me; for I am slow of speech?” (Moses 6:31).

Enoch was a believer. He stiffened his spine and squared his shoulders and went stutteringly on his way. Plain old, ungifted, inferior Enoch. And this is what the angels would come to write of him:


And so great was the faith of Enoch that he led the people of God, and their enemies came to battle against them; and he spake the word of the Lord, and the earth trembled, and the mountains fled, even according to his command; and the rivers of water were turned out of their course; and the roar of the lions was heard out of the wilderness; and all nations feared greatly, so powerful was the word of Enoch, and so great was the power of the language which God had given him. [Moses 7:13]

Plain old, inadequate Enoch—whose name is now synonymous with transcendent righteousness. The next time you are tempted to paint your self-portrait dismal gray, highlighted with lackluster beige, just remember that in like manner have this kingdom’s most splendid men and women been tempted. I say to you as Joshua said to the tribes of Israel as they faced one of their most difficult tasks, “Sanctify yourselves: for tomorrow the Lord will do wonders among you” (Joshua 3:5).

There is, of course, one source of despair more serious than all the rest. It is linked with poor preparation of a far more serious order. It is the opposite of sanctification. It is the most destructive discouragement in time or eternity. It is transgression against God. It is depression embedded in sin.

Here your most crucial challenge, once you have recognized the seriousness of your mistakes, will be to believe that you can change, that there can be a different you. To disbelieve that is clearly a satanic device designed to discourage and defeat you. When you get home tonight, you fall on your knees and thank your Father in Heaven that you belong to a Church and have grasped a gospel that promises repentance to those who will pay the price. Repentance is not a foreboding word. It is following faith, the most encouraging word in the Christian vocabulary. Repentance is simply the scriptural invitation for growth and improvement and progress and renewal. You can change! You can be anything you want to be in righteousness.

If there is one lament I cannot abide—and I hear it from adults as well as students—it is the poor, pitiful, withered cry, “Well, that’s just the way I am.” If you want to talk about discouragement, that phrase is one that discourages me. Though not a swearing man, I am always sorely tempted to try my hand when I hear that. Please spare me your speeches about “That’s just the way I am.” I’ve heard that from too many people who wanted to sin and call it psychology. And I use the word sin again to cover a vast range of habits, some seemingly innocent enough, that nevertheless bring discouragement and doubt and despair.

You can change anything you want to change, and you can do it very fast. That’s another satanic suckerpunch—that it takes years and years and eons of eternity to repent. It takes exactly as long to repent as it takes you to say, “I’ll change”—and mean it. Of course there will be problems to work out and restitutions to make. You may well spend—indeed you had better spend—the rest of your life proving your repentance by its permanence. But change, growth, renewal, and repentance can come for you as instantaneously as for Alma and the sons of Mosiah. Even if you have serious amends to make, it is not likely that you would qualify for the term, “the vilest of sinners,” which is the phrase Mormon uses in describing these young men. Yet as Alma recounts his own experience in the thirty-sixth chapter of the book that bears his name, his repentance appears to have been as instantaneous as it was stunning.

Do not misunderstand. Repentance is not easy or painless or convenient. It is a bitter cup from Hell. But only Satan, who dwells there, would have you think that a necessary and required acknowledgment is more distasteful than permanent residence. Only he would say, “You can’t change. You won’t change. It’s too long and too hard to change. Give up. Give in. Don’t repent. You are just the way you are.” That, my friends, is a lie born of desperation. Don’t fall for it.

...In this Church we ask for faith, not infallibility.

Saturday, August 4, 2012

A New Perspective on an Old Thought

A couple weeks ago at church one of the speakers talked about how we can get stuck thinking the same thoughts and getting the same insight when we read the same passages of scriptures. He suggested this is particularly true if we read the same copy and we have written notes or highlighted verses. I had an experience that made me think there may be some truth to that.

Towards the end of July I participated in a Youth Conference as a leader. One of the speakers challenged the youth to read The Book of Mormon from cover to cover in the month of July. I thought to myself, "that's a great goal for them" and then started to realize that it would be a good goal for me too. This was a daunting task - 531 pages in about 27 days (I started late...) and I knew I would have to read on the train rides to and from work to make this happen. So, I read from a pocket sized edition that I haven't read before and marked up.

All that is a long introduction to one of the insights I had during that intense and rewarding experience in July.

I was reading in 3 Nephi 13 where the Savior is teaching the people on the American continent after his Crucifixion and Resurrection. In verse 24 he says:

"No man can serve two masters; for either he will hate the one and love the other, or else he will hold to the one and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and Mammon."

In the past, I have always felt disheartened by this verse of scripture. I know that I am far from perfect and am acutely aware of my own short comings and all the mistakes I make. I have often wondered if I am a bad person pretending to be good. I have often felt that if I were clinging to God I would not do many of the things that I do, and thus, by deduction, I must cling to/ serve Mammon.

However, as I read this verse this time I realized that I could just as easily be holding to God and despising the times that I fall short and choose to do something that serves Mammon instead of God.

It also caused me to take a step back. I feel that I am very willing to give people the benefit of the doubt and that I want to assume that people are doing the best they can and that they don't mean any harm. I want others to feel loved, and I truly believe that everyone can change and that we all deserve second chances. And I realized that this must be true for me as well. I have to give myself a second (or tenth, or 100th) chance and I have to keep striving to continually serve God and turn back to God every time I find myself moving away.

Friday, June 22, 2012

Focus on the big picture or details?


I was invited to participate in a fundraising breakfast for an organization that seeks to reform the prison system in America with a particular focus on helping the families affected by a family member being incarcerated. Throughout my higher education experience I have often thought of this part of our society and it breaks my heart. When I was transitioning between jobs last time I even put effort into finding something related to the prison/ juvenile justice system and was (and still kind of am) considering finding a career along those lines.

Throughout the morning there were several speakers – including a mother who has been incarcerated for money laundering and her son who was about to graduate from high school. The various speakers said several things that have really stuck with me and really impacted me when I heard them.

In the beginning there was an invocation offered by a local rabbi. He had many wonderful and wise things to say, but the one that has stayed with me was his closing request that we “live in righteousness and faith.”

Then the organization was introduced. It was praised for its holistic vision, touted as an organization that “speaks truth to power” and praised for being “champions of freedom” – sounds pretty cool to me. Then the phrase that really got me – “We don’t just advocate for families, we advocate for policies that support families.” In my academic pursuits and now in my career pursuits I’m always struggling with that balance – being able to make a difference right now in the lives of children and families and working to make the structure we work in a better one to set more people up for long term success. Where and how are my specific talents and energies going to be best utilized? Where can I have the biggest, longest lasting impact? Questions that can start making me crazy…

After we ate, the mother mentioned above talked about what her life was like – how it appeared perfect from the outside, but really her marriage was falling apart and her husband was having her participate in illegal activities to maintain his habits. As she put it “appearances can hide a lot.” It is so tempting to think we know what others are going through or to think that lives are perfect because of what we can see. However, I have learned over and over again that usually people have pain, sadness, loneliness, fear, regret or other things hidden behind their brave smiles and seemingly calm and put together exteriors.  I think we could avoid a lot of negative situations if we were more aware of those around us and willing to provide kindness and acceptance and support for those we come in contact with.

It seems to me that no matter what I do for a living, it is important to create opportunities to make a difference right now in the lives of those around me. And maintaining my faith and hope in each individual and their ability to become better small steps at a time and expressing love to each person I interact with are powerful ways to support them. 

As someone I overheard on the phone at a park said, just do something, anything and then learn as you go. Great advice :)

Thursday, June 7, 2012

When I grow up I want to be . . .

A friend of mine invited me to come to a music symposium about “choosing the life of a musician” and I was intrigued. I didn’t really know what to expect, but I like music, and I like new experiences, so I went.

The idea was that these musicians would preform songs and before and after (and sometimes in the middle) of their pieces they would talk about how they got where they are and why they chose to be a musician.

It was really cool.

One of the ideas that one of the musicians shared that really struck me was that as you know someone better, you relate more to what they play, and how they play, and then the music means more to you.

I thought back to some of the experiences I have had sitting in my living rooms in various apartments listening to someone I know play the guitar. Or growing up and listening to my brothers play the piano. Those were very different experiences than listening to the radio, or even being at a concert in a large hall. As I have thought more about it, I think it has a lot to do with my knowing the people who were playing.

At this specific living room performance, I was really moved by some of the ideas shared. One pianist spoke about his initial desire to learn to play the piano – to show medical schools that he had manual dexterity. He was a double chemistry and piano major. At one point he realized that if he kept doing both he would not be able to do either well.

Another performer who had more years of experiences than most of the other musicians talked about how she decided to pursue her career in music later in life – a decision she made when she was about the age of the rest of the performers. She said she made her decision knowing that she would never have the advantages and probably never reach the same heights as those who started younger. But she also knew that anything she kept doing she would eventually be good at. Maybe not amazing, but good (a distinction I LOVE - and has gotten me thinking that not everything has to be amazing or the best ever to be worth it and incredible moving or helpful to others). She has kept pushing and practicing and I personally think she has incredible skill.

Those two thoughts are interesting juxtapositions to me. On one hand, we can only do so much, and the more we try to do the less time we can give to any one task. This forces us to make choices about how to spend our time. On the other hand, we have the choice to pursue so many things – any number of which we can become very proficient at.

I walk away from this knowing that I must make some decisions. And realizing that the reality is I can make almost any choice I want to and, as long as I passionately pursue it, I'll likely find fulfillment and find opportunities to share what I love with others.

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Leaving Lighter

Yesterday was my first day back working my shift at the Temple after my vacation. The Temple is a beautiful place, and I had missed the peace I feel there and the opportunity to work and serve with wonderful, dedicated individuals.

Since I had been gone for several weeks, I had brought my clothing home to clean and not take up space in the locker room. Naturally, I had to bring them back to use them again. So, I went into the temple with a small purse and a larger bag with my clothing.

Being back was like coming home in all the best ways possible. Seeing familiar faces and knowing that I was needed and appreciated was rewarding. Assisting those who came to the Temple to worship and serve reminded me of the purpose behind giving up so much of my time on Saturday's. I couldn't stop smiling and I often reflected on how grateful I am to have this assignment at this time.

Then it was time to leave for the evening. As I got on the elevator I realized I was traveling much lighter. I only had my small purse since my bag with my clothing was in the locker room waiting for next week. I thought about how grateful I was to be traveling lighter,  and how nice it was to leave that baggage behind.

It struck me that that is one of the purposes of coming to the Temple - to leave our worries and cares behind, to become lighter. We enter the doors full of concerns or fears or disappointments or heartaches or questions. We then worship God and are reminded of the purpose of this life. We have time to be taught and time to reflect. We end our time in the Temple in silent prayer, pondering and reflection. Then we can leave emotionally lighter. What a beautiful thing!

I am reminded of a passage of scripture in the New Testament:

28 ¶Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
29 Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.
30 For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.