The Trials of a Busy Mom

Category: Church (Page 5 of 5)

Monday Musings

**I should never have told the kids we were going to Disneyland. Now I’m bombarded by questions about a thousand times a day. “When are we leaving?” “How much school are we going to miss?” “Am I going to have to miss my fieldtrip?” “Where’s my suitcase?” And then they all proceed to “Pack”. But if they pack, that just means I’m going to have to unpack, make sure they have the right stuff, and then pack AGAIN. I asked them to please put the clothes they wanted to take on their beds, but that didn’t happen. So, today, I will be packing, buying snacks, finding a home for our pets while we are gone, etc.

**General Conference was Awesome. Great talks, and great music. If it weren’t for my kids constantly making too much noise, it would have been perfect. But they listened to some of it, too, and hopefully they learned something. My favorite talk? President Eyring’s Sunday morning talk. And Sister Beck’s.

**Did I mention that we had a very large TV in our family room? Well, we do. A broken, unwanted 60 something inch tv that weighs 300 pounds. It’s been in our family room for a few weeks, now, and this weekend Ryan got it working well enough (he says it’s not quite right, yet, but it looked ok to me), and so we moved the old tv out, disrupting our entertainment center. We had to take EVERYTHING out of the shelves, putting it all on the kitchen table. I’m amazed at how much stuff that thing holds. Well, with the big old tv there in the middle, that eliminates the middle section of the entertainment center. So, I spent the weekend rearranging and trying to find other homes for all the photo albums, videos, scrapbooks, and ‘stuff’ that used to occupy those shelves. I’m not quite done. But now the old tv is up in our bedroom (wa-hoo! The channels don’t end at 35–how exciting!) and that tv is going down to the basement. Poor Ryan, he had to do all the hauling, and now his back is sore.
**This morning as I was putting in my time on the treadmill, I turned on the tv and AMC was playing “Pretty in Pink”. Who doesn’t love that movie?

**The winner of my book give away is Cynthia.  Congratulations, Cynthia!

A little Sabbath Day quiz

I’m teaching a lesson today in Relief Society, and again they’ve given me two lessons to cram into about a half an hour. But the lessons go together.  One is on Keeping the Sabbath day holy, and the other is on reverence.  So, in the spirit of back to school, I made up a short little quiz.

1-Which commandment deals with keeping the Sabbath day holy?

2-What are some of the blessings we receive when we keep the Sabbath day holy?

3-the word “Sabbath” means what in Hebrew?

4-Name 4 things we should Not do on Sunday?

5-Name 4 things we should do on Sundays.

6- T/F—It is ok to lounge around and do nothing on Sundays.

7- t/f– Making brownies and taking them to your friends, the Ericksons, is an appropriate activity for a Sunday.

8-What is the most important part of our church attendance on Sunday?
9- T/F- Reverence is not a somber, temporary behavior that we adopt only on Sunday.

10- Define Reverence.

11-Where does reverence begin, and how can we develop it?

If you don’t know the answers, you could always read the lessons here and here.  This will also be my Family Home Evening lesson for tomorrow.  You know, two birds with one lesson type thing.  Or in this case…two lessons.  Whatever.  And for my handout/treat, I’ve got a little card that says “Keep the Sabbath Day Holy” with a lifesaver.  Hole-y.  Get it?

Musical Mentality

Anyone who plays a musical instrument knows all about practicing. I myself have spent many unpleasant hours practicing the piano, and now I wish I had practiced more and payed more attention so that I could play without being terrified. I rehearse two hours a week with the bell choir, and sometimes I even “practice” at home. That’s quite an odd looking handbell mime, as we don’t have handbells at home, so I have to just pretend like I’m playing as I read through the hard parts on the music. Like air handbells.  Yes, the kids laugh at me.

The kids are supposed to practice the piano every day, right? I’m pretty lax about it and don’t make them practice more than about 20 minutes a day (and they don’t always do every day, either), although I know they should probably practice for longer. I want them to be proficient so that they could play in church, accompany for singing and just be comfortable playing the piano in front of people. I’ve told them that lessons are mandatory until they are 16 years old. And they have to play the piano, but if they want to do another instrument, they can choose.  Usually I like listening to them practicing. I can tell if they’ve finally gotten over a rough spot, and it’s fun to hear them improving.

There are times, however, when listening to them practicing is not quite so fun. Take, for instance, when Natalie decides to practice at 7am on Sunday morning. My bed is almost directly over the piano, so I can hear it pretty well. And the song she chooses to start with? Reveille. The only way it could have been more annoying would be to play it on a bugle! I don’t particularly love it when Cole blasts The Phantom of the Opera on the flute for the millionth time, but I try to go to a place farther away and just tough it out until he’s done (he doesn’t really know how to play softly).  Or when Cole played his latest song, “Variations on a Sea Chanty”, which is really just this song. I really hate that song. I hate it even more than the horse with no name song; which I hate.

Why is it that we come to hate songs? Ryan hates The Little Drummer Boy. Par-ump-a-pum-pum. How can anyone hate a lovely Christmas song like that? Oh well, he just does. I’m not particularly fond of the overplayed sappy Christmas shoes song (and no, I’m not going to justify it with a link. So there!) My sister-in-law, Julene hates this song by the beach boys. I’m not sure why, and I’m sure there’s a story behind it, but all I know is whenever I hear that song now, I just think, “Oh, Julene hates this song.” Funny, huh?

Well, the reason I hate the drunken sailor song stems back to my early days as a missionary for the LDS church in Duesseldorf, Germany. I had a companion who loved to sing. Nothing wrong with that, ladies and gentlemen, as I also love to sing. But she would get a song in her head and sing it endlessly (or at least it seemed endless) while we were tracting. Between knocking on doors and hearing “Keine interesse! or Ich bin Katholisch und das reicht,” from grumpy German hausfrauen, I have to listen to this companion singing “What do we do with a drunken soldier….” ad nauseum. When she got bored with that, she translated it (poorly) into German, and would sing, “Was sollen wir tun mit ein betrunken soldatten …” (not knowing the real German word for soldier, she’d just make something up). God bless her and her enthusiasm, but now whenever I hear that song, my left eye begins to twitch and I have to Make. it. stop!

So, what are the songs you hate, and why?  Is there a story behind your hating that song, or do you just not like it?  Inquiring minds want to know.  I want to know.

Relief Society Lady

In preparing my lesson for Relief Society, I thought about how much I wish we could do fun things for lessons, like I used to do in my Primary calling. Why must Relief Society lessons always be so boring serious? Well, since my lesson was on searching the scriptures for ourselves, I thought, “wouldn’t it be fun if we did a sort of talk show?” I could interview King Josiah (his story is told in the lesson), and maybe some of the other scriptural heroes. But how do I do the rest of the lesson? The part with all the important quotes from the teachings of Spencer W. Kimball? Well, I thought about it all week, and though up and rejected several options, then finally went with having “guests” from the class come up and “read and discuss” important quotes. I would also get a volunteer to dress up and do the whole King Josiah thing, which I wrote up like a skit. I also had a “commercial” of our family acting out a story from the scriptures that we taped in FHE a few years ago. I usually give out treats, but didn’t want to do the usual treats of candy, so we popped a whole bunch of popcorn, and handed out 45 lunch sacks, each with 3-4 cups of popped popcorn for snacks.

I was very nervous about the lesson. It could either go over really well, or people could give me that look. You know, the who is she and why isn’t she teaching a lesson look.

So, before everyone came in, I taped 6 envelopes under random chairs, moved the traditional table and set up two chairs and a small table, brought in the TV, and brought in my huge box of popcorn. When it was lesson time, I put up my poster that said “The Relief Society Lady” and started into my “monologue”. I had to welcome everyone to my first show of the Relief Society Lady, and make a joke about how the producers wanted to hire Marin, (a major scripture scholar in our ward), but rumor had it she was too busy and too expensive, so they got me. I told everyone to look under their chairs because there were prizes. Oh, and I also thanked the house band–them.
I introduced the lesson with the story from President Kimball’s life, and then asked the person with envelope #1 to come on up, they were the first guest. So, that person came up, introduced themselves and told a little bit about herself (which was a good thing, since we have a ward that is growing so much and we have new people constantly), then she read the quote and we talked about it a little bit. Then she stuck the wordstrip up on the board. To thank her for being such a great guest, I gave her a pair of tickets to an upcoming concert in the Tabernacle. Once people learned there were tickets involved, they were a little bit more willing to come up and help.

The lesson went VERY well. I forgot to pass out the popcorn until about 1/2way through the lesson, and the TV wasn’t working for our commercial break, but some nice lady fiddled with it and made it work, so everything went as well as I could have expected it. One lady said, “We should have lessons like this every week,” but I think she was referring to the snacks. My friend, DeEtte told me, “You are hilarious! You SHOULD have your own talk show. I would watch it every day.” I think she might be exaggerating that a bit, but I’ll accept the complement. Marin, the scholarly lady I joked about, came up and said, “That was delightful! You did such a fun job with what could have been a boring subject.” I hope that’s true. I know it wasn’t boring at all, but I hope that people still got the point of the lesson and maybe just maybe felt the spirit a teeny tiny bit.

At the end I quickly bore my testimony on the truthfulness of the scriptures, and encouraged everyone to watch our next show, the subject will be “Gardens, why you should stop mooching off your neighbor and plant your own.”

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