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Artifact Motherhood | Making Sense of Today's World
5.27.2022
Dear Boys,
The world seems to have turned into an extra crazy place over the last two years: a pandemic, riots over racial inequality, a war in Europe, super inflation, transgender issues, abortion laws, and now yet another mass school shooting, just to name a few.
As your parents, your dad and I shield a lot of the news from you. We tell you the basics of what's going on in the world but leave it at that. Your shoulders are not mature enough to handle it all just yet.
However, let me tell you this: when your shoulders are big enough to take on the problems of the world... don't. You see, humans were never meant to know all that we know instantaneously now. People were never meant to form well informed opinions about every economic, political, or controversial subject under the sun. Nor were we meant to see and hear perpetual chirping about it all either. It's simply unhealthy.
The news is a tidal wave of all sorts of polarizing political opinions. Headlines are created to make you feel angry or depressed. The media uses fire to fight fire. I'm thinking they'd love to watch the world burn.
Terry L. Givens said, "We humans have a lamentable tendency to spend more time theorizing the reasons behind human suffering, than working to alleviate human suffering."
So use careful discernment, my boys. Get your facts from several different sources. And then leave the subject alone.
Go live your lives and make the world a better place from where you stand. There's no need to virtue signal from Instagram. Instead, write to your senators. Volunteer on the school board. Serve at church. Help a neighbor. Raise a family.
I don’t think God is going to care about how much time we spend debating issues and posting about them. I think what He will care most about is the time we spend mourning with those that mourn, comforting those who stand in need of comfort and alleviating the suffering of those around us.
I'm imperfectly trying to live my life by example, my boys. So follow me. Do as I do. But do it better. Add to my example as you become men, husbands, and fathers.
The world wants to make policies that accommodate sin. It will tell you that the way to happiness is to look out for yourself. The world has it backwards. It asks, "What's best for me?" However, Jesus taught that we must love our neighbors; we must do what's best for someone else. Real solutions, my loves, often involve some level of sacrifice. "Whosoever will lose his life for my sake, shall find it." (Matthew 16:25)
I wonder what wisdom a person who lived a thousand years would say? Would that person reassure us and say it's all cyclical? Or perhaps these problems we face really are speeding up and getting worse today? All I know is that wars end. Recessions come and go. People treat each other unfairly. But God always wins. Redemption to this crazy earthly mess can only be found through Jesus Christ. So simple and yet so intangible that it seems unreal.
President Nelson said, "Don't demand things that are unreasonable, but demand of yourself improvement. As you let the Lord help you through that, He will make the difference. I am so grateful for the gospel of Jesus Christ that gives me strength in these tumultuous times."
These are my thoughts and testimony, boys. Jesus Christ lives. Your Heavenly Father loves you. Please remember what matters most; set your priorities. Don't forget who you are and your purpose. Work hard. Love more. You have nothing to fear. You're going to be better than fine. Now go make a difference.
Love Always,
Mom
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1. Never say Never
2. Expect the Unexpected
3. Embrace the Chaos
Adopting a puppy was not on my radar this month! In fact, I just spent a copious amount of time and energy getting rid of the nine that we already had. Having a puppy so soon under our roof again was a surprising turn of events! But it's a happy turn that I'm hoping will come with a very sweet companionship one day.
Our good friends Dave and Amy just had a litter of Labradoodles. (Auggie is 12% Labrador, the rest Poodle.) They knew that we eventually want to breed our Australian Shepherd to a Poodle, so they brought him over Sunday afternoon and asked if we wanted him. It was totally manipulative -- in the best and funniest of ways. We were overwhelmed and the boys were instantly head-over-heels in love with the puppy. Our friends knew we couldn't possibly say no. The decision was obvious: keep him! The stipulation is that we owe Dave and Amy some strawberry freezer jam + the first couple of stud fees/puppy sales to pay for him. Done. Deal. We must be absolutely crazy to take on a third dog!
So far, Auggie seems to be a very chill puppy. He's playful and curious yet is totally willing to just come lay down next to me. I can see Gus becoming a beloved part of the family. Just wish us luck on potty training first! And then all the other training we will no doubt need to conquer afterwards.
Below are pictures from our first day with Auggie. (It just happened to be Jed's 12th birthday as well. He got a bike AND a puppy?! Lucky duck!) A fluffy puppy + chalk just might make for the best spring evening ever. 🥰 Also, can I hear three cheers for a day that was finally over 50 degrees and not blowing?! Whoop!
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It's no secret that I've been struggling over the last few months. This freight train I'm on just seems to keep getting heavier and faster. And by the freight train, I mean life.
One thing at a time, more keeps getting added to my basket of responsibilities. This metaphorical basket is overflowing with so many good and wonderful things, but the weight of it has me leaning precariously to one side. I can't seem to find my balance and keep it.
Honestly, I'm just a mother drowning under all of life's demands. I can't keep up with anything the way I'd like to -- my boys, my home, my health, my young women's calling, my hobbies, the list goes on -- and it's so easy to feel guilt or remorse over it. To look back over a day and see all the things left undone or that came unraveled (including myself) is frankly depressing. I have never in my life been so busy and needed!
I seem to be in this continual cycle of try and fail. It can applied to any aspect of my life: exercise, patience, study and prayer. I cannot seem to be consistent in any one thing. And so I fail. I brush myself off. Try again. Fail again. One step forward. One step back. Maaaaybe I'm making progress a half step at a time? It's foggy from my point of view; I cannot tell if I'm making progress or not at all. I just hope I'm doing enough to meet the physical, emotional, and spiritual needs of these four young boys!
But then I've been mulling over a particular thought all week. The thought is that Heavenly Father makes up for what we lack. When we are doing our best and following the covenant path as best we can, it allows for Heavenly Father to bless us. He makes up for the rest. His love and miraculous master plan fills in those missing pieces.
Well, Heavenly Father, this is my very best! Please fill in those cracks, crevices, and whole canyons of my life that I cannot fill on my own. Please help me raise these boys into whole young men!
The words of this wise and sweet mama resonated with me a few days ago and still does. So on the extra hard days when my boys are driving me wild, I'm going to pull this up and read it to remind me that this state of chaos I currently live in is okay. Life is meant to be busy and messy. But there's beauty in it too because family is where we learn to live and love as our Savior would.
"Pictures are a gift. They’re silent. They don’t move. They don’t hit their siblings. It’s delightful.
I can see a picture and stop for a moment and sit in awe of the blessing of this life of mine—without the arguing or pooping or spilling cereal across the floor or kicking holes in the wall or getting calls from the principal or stealing candy or eye rolling or “but momming” or streaking or coloring on the walls or crying or…
But all of that isn’t the unfortunate byproduct of family. It is family.
The teaching and the forgiving and the healing—and the redemption in it all—is a privilege to be a part of. It’s a gift that I get to spend up my life teaching little minds, nurturing little souls, molding little hearts.
And all of the mess leads me to the same conclusion as the perfect picture: I am in awe of the blessing of this life of mine." -- Jamie Finn