Showing posts with label J. Show all posts
Showing posts with label J. Show all posts

Friday, January 28, 2005

Exerpt from a Personal Letter

This is an exerpt from a letter I wrote to J after he had a hard experience at the MTC. They're good thoughts and tell quite a bit about me.

I've been told that perhaps I should try to write something insightful or brilliant about your MTC experience. I'm not sure that's in me. :) BUT, I can tell you that a lot of those feelings and thoughts you described, I know them exactly. You and I are a lot alike. Which is probably why we can drive each other crazy sometimes. :) ... All I want you to know is that, when I look back on my life, the times when I KNEW I was right and others wrong, ... I was the one who was wrong. I don't mean that my opinions have completely changed, though quite a few have. ... I spent a lot of time "testing" people. If they were offended or put off by me, that was THEIR choice. They reacted poorly and whose fault was that? Not mine. But over time I have come to realize that in large part, the problem was MINE. Sure, they reacted poorly. But if I hadn't acted poorly in the first place, they wouldn't have had the opportunity to REact poorly. And that's where I was wrong. The problem all along was mine.


My turnaround came when there was a man whose love and presence overcame me (this wasn't Rob). He had the Spirit with him, and I could not deny that. He would say comments I had disagreed with before, but the Spirit confirmed them and so it was me who changed. The man is an ultra conservative Mormon. Imagine that! I realized that even those who I felt could teach me nothing, could teach me a lot. So I started keeping a tally of sorts. I studied people. I found people who were truly happy (in at least one area) and tried to figure out why. And then, when I found enough patterns, I started doing the things the happy people did. Crazy enough I found 2 things out from this: 1 - a lot of happy patterns were simple Sunday School answers. Prayer, scripture study, ... 2 - when I did these things, I was happy, too.


So, moral of my story. When you think you're right and others wrong, that you have so much to teach and others so much to learn, usually, it's you who's wrong and you who has a lot to learn. (I'm using "you" here as a "you" anyone and everyone, not a "you" J.) When you open yourself, your brain and your heart, to the fact (I didn't say "idea." It's a FACT) that every single person you come in contact with has something to teach you (sometimes it's what not to do), if you choose to learn from them, you will be a better person.


I challenge you to do that. If you're already doing this, great. If not, start NOW. And I'll start renewing this also. I have done this in the past a lot, looking for SPECIFIC things, but have not recently. You and I can both be ready to learn a lot. That'll be good for us.

Monday, October 27, 2003

Miciah turns 2!

Some pictures from Miciah's 2nd Birthday.

My two brothers, J and C. J was in Utah for a few months between HS and his mission. He happened to be in Utah for Miciah's birthday party.

C and J holding Miciah. This would probably be a better photo if J wasn't closing his eyes. :)

Miciah with her cake and ice cream. There's nothing quite like naked babies eating birthday cake. In the picture is also Grandma Thacker.

We sang Happy Birthday to Miciah and the whole time she was clinging to me because she was afraid of the fire on the candles. :) (Teancom just had his 2nd birthday party a few days ago and I told Miciah that when she was 2, she was afraid of the candles. She thought that was pretty silly.)

For Miciah's birthday Aunt B gave her a brown bag full of tomatos! Miciah loves tomatos, so she was thrilled with that gift. She spent most of the night with tomatos in her hand or her mouth, or both.

Our thanks to B & G for letting us use their digital camera for these pictures, as well as hosting the party! Lots of family came and they wouldn't have fit in our tiny apartment. In fact, most times when we wanted to invite family, we had the party at B & G's or at Grandma Thacker's house. Thank you.

Also of note: This was the birthday party where Aunt A gave Miciah the totally annoying Leap Frog airplane. It was a gag gift, and it was mean. We still have it, though it will often be in months-long time-outs (when I can no longer stand the thing). Now that we have a basement play room, though, it stays down there almost all the time, and that's okay with me. So long as I don't have to hear it.

(written 23 July 2008)