Friday, November 27, 2009

The Atonement

You know, we all sometimes underestimate the extent of the Savior's atoning sacrifice. I will never forget how the Lord has blessed me, I love what this person said in her book. I hope you all enjoy!

Well, my dear sisters, 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 about 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)

Friday, July 17, 2009

The Five Love Languages

I bought this book and it's very interesting. I think my love language is definitely words of affirmation. Although I think I am practiced in the giving of gifts, acts of service, and quality time. I have a hard time deciding really which of the five is my native language. I'm interested to learn more about it. :)

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Attempt at something Odd

I have always been an exceptionally odd person, therefore I decided to test myself out on that and type a blog without looking at the screen or keyboard. Hopefully this makes some ssense, because I feel like a ramnling idiot right now. If I try to focus on what I am typing with my fingers I get all nervous. Oh well. I hope this serves as something fun and spontaneous.

Interesting Insights

So I wonder sometimes why I felt impressed to come to school why I am here. It's interesting that I can honestly say that I have met so many beautiful women and I'm not going all crazy with twitterpation. I'm having fun talking with as many people as I can and making new friends. I absolutely love it! So many great people here! I love going to school!