Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

A Bright Sadness

On the trail
03-07-2016
2016 has been off to a rough start. Had a mental break-down in the middle of volunteering for the Sundance Film Festival. Crawled through an anxiety-riddled 29th birthday. Tried turning things around and made some progress, but got chewed out by a therapist (?!) and ended up feeling pretty miserable. Not to mention exuding a general coldness towards the people I care about most.

Sorry, world!

This is probably too much to divulge onto the internet, but I'm hoping it would provide some context. Things are getting better. I've been blessed by surprise opportunities and patient friends. It can just be a struggle to keep perspective.

I was asked to speak at church a couple weeks ago and gave my talk on Easter Sunday. I generally take whatever assignment I'm given and try to combine it with whatever I've been thinking about lately. I try and write the talk that I wish I could hear.

So, here it is! Hope it brings some Hope.


A Bright Sadness


For the past several years, I have given up something for Lent. Lent in primarily observed in Catholic and Orthodox Christian traditions and covers a period of 40 days beginning on Ash Wednesday and ending on Holy Saturday. In the past, I’ve given up social media, sugar, and sleep, with varying degrees of success. This year, I gave up meat, and was thrilled that the ward chose to celebrate the last day of Lent with me by providing bacon after we finished cleaning the church yesterday.

But along with my small chosen sacrifice for the season, I also attempted to better understand the tradition of Lent and what it means to our fellow Christians. The Greek Orthodox theologian, Alexander Schmemann describes this season as a “bright sadness”. It is meant as a time of fasting and sacrifice where we contemplate the situation of man in a fallen world. As a consequence of the fall, we will all experience sadness and hardship. Sin is often the main cause our estrangement from God. Trials and challenges may also lead us to think that we have been abandoned or that there is not hope for us. I am sure that many of us have felt that type of sadness at some point in our lives. But the main message of Lent and of the gospel as a whole, is that despite the darkness that sometimes surrounds us, we can find hope in the Savior. This hope comes through understanding the atonement and resurrection of Jesus Christ.

All are invited to partake of Christ’s atonement. No burden is too heavy and no circumstance is too bleak. And while we have seen of late how easy it is to segregate ourselves in the world and pit ourselves against one another, the good news of the gospel of invites us all to come unto him despite our differences.

… for he doeth that which is good among the children of men; and he doeth nothing save it be plain unto the children of men; and hi inviteth them all to come unto him and partake of his goodness; and he denieth none that come unto him, black and white, bond and free, male and female; and he remembereth the heathen; and all are alike unto God, both Jew and Gentile.

How is Christ able to promise succor to all God’s children? It is through the miracle of the atonement. All of us are in need of intercession as a consequence of the fall. In the Doctrine and Covenants, it outlines how we became separated from our Heavenly Father:

40 Wherefore, it came to pass that the devil tempted Adam, and he partook of the forbidden fruit and transgressed the commandment, wherein he became subject to the will of the devil, because he yielded unto temptation.
41 Wherefore, I, the Lord God, caused that he should be cast out from the Garden of Eden, from my presence, because of his transgression, wherein he became spiritually dead…

The atonement is what corrects and overcomes the consequences of these choices. It saves us from sin and death. It reconciles us with God and brings us back into the Holy Ghost’s sphere of influence. In Isaiah, a prophecy is made concerning how this redemption will come to all men:

3 He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.
4 Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
5 But he was wounded for our transgressions; he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.

Through the miracle of the atonement, our sins, though as scarlet, may be white as snow. It is everlasting and can cover all of us, even though it may seem we are at the furthest edge of where it can reach. We are given the gift of agency, which puts the responsibility on us to let the atonement work in our lives. When we make covenants, keep the commandments, and serve others, we are inviting the blessings of the atonement into our lives. The atonement allows us to cultivate hope. It will serve as a beacon and bring comfort. Paul beautifully describes this hope in his epistle to the Corinthians:

6 For God, who commanded the light to shine out of the darkness, hath shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.
7 But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us.
8 We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair;
9 Persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed…
17 For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory;

The Jesuit Priest, Reverend James Martin shares how this type of hope can help transform our earthly experience:

“Some days are indeed times of great pain and some are of great joy, but most are…in between. Most are, in fact, times of waiting… Waiting to get into a good school. Waiting to meet the right person…Waiting to get a job… Waiting for life just to get better. 
But there are different kinds of waiting. There is the wait of despair. Here we know—at least we think we know—that things could never get better, that God could never do anything with our situations. This may be the kind of waiting that forced the fearful disciples to hide behind closed doors on Holy Saturday, cowering in terror…Then there is the wait of passivity, as if everything were up to “fate.” In this waiting there is no despair, but not much anticipation of anything good either. 
Finally, there is wait of the Christian, which is called hope. It is an active waiting; it knows that, even in the worst of situations, even in the darkest times, God is at work. Even if we can’t see it clearly right now. The disciples’ fear was understandable, but we, who know how the story turned out, who know that Jesus will rise from the dead, who know that God is with us, who know that nothing will be impossible for God, are called to wait in faithful hope…”

In Moroni7:41 we read:

41 And what is it that ye shall hope for? Behold I say unto you that ye shall have hope through the atonement of Christ and the power of his resurrection, to be raised unto life eternal, and this because of your faith in him according to the promise.

But one of the most beautiful lessons the gospel teaches, is that through the Lord, we can accomplish all things. Even the unimaginable. One of my favorite stories is of Martha, Mary, and their brother, Lazarus. Jesus had received word that Lazarus was sick but by the time he had come to the family, Lazarus had been dead for two days. Mary and Martha had faith in Christ, in fact, when Marry meets him she bears a small testimony saying “If thou hadst been here, my brother had not died”. But her vision was limited. She had faith in Christ’s power, but had placed her own limits on his abilities. In John we read:

39 Jesus said, Take ye away the stone. Martha, the sister of him that was dead, saith unto him, Lord, by this time he stinketh: for he hath been dead four days.
40 Jesus saith unto her, Said I not unto thee, that, if thou wouldst believe, thou shouldest see the glory of God?
41 Then they took away the stone from the place where the dead was laid. And Jesus lifted up his eyes, and said, Father, I thank thee that thou hast heard me.
42 And I knew that thou hearest me always: but because of the people which stand by I said it, that they may believe that thou hast sent me.
43 And when he thus had spoken, he cried with a loud voice, Lazarus, come forth.
44 And he that was dead came forth, bound hand and foot with graveclothes: and his face was bound about with a napkin. Jesus saith unto them, Loose him, and let him go.

In this example, Christ shows the true power of the Gospel and that it can surpass mortal understanding. He declares.

25 I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live:
26 And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die…

            Mary had faith that Lazarus could have been healed had Christ been there, and she also had hope that he could attain life after death. But she didn’t realize that the power of God could stretch farther than that. Like Mary and the crowd of mourners, I often place limits on what I think the Lord can accomplish in my life. I have a mustard seed of faith, but hold to doubts that it can become anything more than a seedling. Oftentimes I excuse myself by saying that I am simply being realistic, but in reality, it is a lack of faith. Christ’s atonement and resurrection are evidence that nothing is impossible through his power.

I was blessed to see first-hand the changes that come through the atonement of Jesus Christ as I taught investigators and members. For the last 6 weeks of my mission, I served with a sister from Bolivia, Over time, I came to realize that she was illiterate. She could wrestle through reading a scripture out loud, but couldn’t understand what she had read. I also discovered that she had been abused and was most likely suffering from PTSD. She had severe anxiety and refused to speak up during lessons, let alone talk with people on the street. But she was one of the sweetest companions I had, and always looked for opportunities to serve. I became accustomed to our routines and accepted as fact that I would do all the talking, tracting and teaching till I finished my mission. On my last night as a missionary, we hurried toward the chapel for a baptism. I was so happy and distracted, I hardly noticed my companion slow her pace. Her face beamed as she spoke with a woman who was walking just behind us. She gave her name, and that she was a representative of Christ, and shared her testimony. I was shocked. After hardly speaking to anyone besides me for 6 weeks, she had shared a beautiful testimony of the love that Heavenly Father has for each of us to a complete stranger. It was a humbling moment. I was so focused on our investigators and my last days in the country; I had almost missed seeing the miraculous changes that were being worked in my companion.

Each of us will have our own sojourns in the wilderness, a time of Lent and fasting and sacrifice and sorrow. But as we end Lent and celebrate Easter, I am grateful for the knowledge of the atonement, and the hope we can find in the resurrection.



Thursday, March 3, 2016

Filling the Silent Spaces

A beautiful call to speaking up. I know I definitely needed it:


I'm in the thick of Lent, so this is perfect timing. I love that religion can both encourage us to sacrifice, and also to live up to our privileges. 

Tuesday, March 1, 2016

Extinction Brink


Bonneville Shoreline Trail
02-19-2016


Look at this animal that is real:





Listen to this song that is beautiful and that ANHONI didn't get to perform at the Oscars:





Laugh at this gif of what we all want:



"As we race toward the future, we must never forget the fundamental reality of our situation: we are flying blind"   
                                   - Theo Colborn, Dianne Dumanoski                                        and John Peterson Myers                                                        Our Stolen Future

Don't you ever feel like a threatened species?



Friday, February 5, 2016

---> Happy Birthday to Myself <---


Last known photo of me as a 28-year old
02-04-2016


I'm old, guys. Officially twenty-nine today, and feeling terrified. Here is a random selection of some of my favorite things to keep us distracted for the next year or hour or whatever:

My theme song by Daniel Johnston:


Carpool Karaoke featuring Chris Martin. This video reminded me that "Yellow" is truly one of the most romantic, beautiful songs and I may have choked up a bit. Also, you should just watch all of these vids, especially the one with Jason Derulo. He is ADORABLE:


And here's a sweet story by Miranda July:


This cover by Seth Avett and Jessica Lea Mayfield that I never get tired of listening to and posting:





That's it kids. 
Carpe Diem, I guess

Thursday, December 10, 2015

Recap: The Tetons

Must be *this tall* to hike.
JK anyone can hike, but no whining.

Now that the old Facebook photo albums are sort of passe I needed to find a new place to show off. Here are some photos from a trip to the Tetons with Ingrid, Suzy, and Julie from September.

We knew the trip was off to a good start when we found these hats at the Family Dollar




First of a million selfies


The team forges ahead

Paying reverence to the mountain gods


:) :) :) :)


This is real life


Girls on the move
One of my favorite shots


We saw bears!


And bison!


This is just a fraction of the photos I tool. I was overcome by the beauty of the Tetons. None of these photos do it justice.

We all gotta get outside.





Tuesday, November 10, 2015

All day prayer



After you start losing people, you become afraid that anyone could be next.






All day I've had a prayer


     please don't die
     please don't die
     please don't die


And now I feel silly, but I'm still relieved you're here.





The original and
Frank Ocean's

Image from this sweet sad thing I found today. 

Monday, August 10, 2015

"Welcome to the real world"



Guess whose 10 year high school reunion is coming up? Everyday I think about, I get more and more convinced that I shouldn't go. Not all of us ended up like John Mayer, alright? (Note: He actually did go to his reunion like he said he would)

As for me, I've got no career, no husband, no car, no kids. Nothing much that I need to report. I've still got 18 days to decide if I'm going, but as for now, I'm leaning towards NO. Someone else want to fill this google survey they sent out to us for me? Any and all suggestions appreciated. Exaggeration encouraged.


    Name

    Where are you currently living?

    If you went to college after graduating, where did you go? If you finished, what was your degree in? If you did graduate school, where did you go, what did you study, when did you graduate (or will you graduate) and why did you do that to yourself?

    What is your martial status?


    Do you have any children? List their names and ages (and genders if you're into that sort of thing).
    List on those that you know of... skip those from that shady weekend in Malibu.

    If you are working, where are you currently working?
    And feel free to share any cool jobs you've had since walking down the aisle at graduation.

    Share something cool you've done that you want to brag about to people you've not seen in 10 years.
    Go on, you know you want to.

This is all so exhausting.
Anyone wanna stay home and watch Romy and Michelle with me? I'll only force you to reenact this dance scene a couple times.

Thursday, July 2, 2015

Around and back again


From a trip to a Panguitch for the balloon relay last weekend

The past couple months, I've been trying to keep steady and plan my next moves. I'm playing that game where I think about where I was a year ago, and how different things are now. It's one of my favorites, and usually helps me to feel encouraged. Some things are constant. So many troubles stay. But though it may look like I'm doing the same old things, I can see myself becoming a different person. It's exciting.

I found this old post from around the same time last year. It is more true than ever. While so many of the things I used to cling to for truth seem to be disintegrating in my hands, there are those precious few that remain solid. Here's to those things.

After Her Death 
I am trying to find the lesson for tomorrow. Matthew something.
Which lectionary? I have not forgotten
the Way, but a little,
the way to the Way. The trees keep whispering
peace, peace, and the birds
in the shallows are full of the
bodies of small fish and are
content. They open their wings
so easily, and fly. It is still
possible.
               I open the book
which the strange, difficult, beautiful church
has given me. To Matthew. Anywhere.
                                                               - Mary Oliver

Trying to capture the moon rise from my apartment last night


Monday, January 26, 2015

I Surrender

My phone is too smart.

I'm confident that enough information has been drawn from me to create my own personal assistant a la the Black Mirror Christmas special. I regularly get alerts like, "This seems to be a place you go to a lot, do you want us to track travel time to this location?", popping up after I've arrived at my mom's or the school I work at. My phone also suggests music articles for me to read and sends me info about Real Salt Lake tickets without any prodding from me. It simply tracks how I scroll through my feeds, learning what keeps my attention.

Trippy stuff.

Instead of fighting against all this information "they" have been gathering, I've decided to embrace it. Anyone with any type of online account (Google, Facebook, Instagram) has already sold their privacy to the lowest bidder. Why struggle against the tide?

One of the creepiest things my phone has is its "#AutoAwesome" feature. It picks photos I've taken, and makes them AWESOME!!! by adding filters, effects, frames, and even splicing them together to make moving gifs. It's the cheesiest, funniest thing. I haven't really done anything with them, until now...

You, dear reader, get to see highlights from my last in all their photo-shopped glory. Google will be so proud:

This snow is NOT REAL

Kishi Bashi - May 23rd

I thought I was going to be a real blogger for a second. Signed up with a company to get free products and stuff, ad then post reviews online. But then all my review photos ended up like this... My review? Mary Kay Makeup is OK!
Watching the USA game at the RioT
Google turns any unintentional photo into art

Google turns Jeremy into a still from one of those TLC ghost hunting shows

View from my room #citydweller

Moving movies

Another accidental art shot with Whitney looking pretty

This is actually beautiful in real life too.
A painting in my grandparents chapel.

Lady Gaga concert. No filter needed. It was insane.

5:00 AM view while working one of my millions of temp jobs.
Google adds that grainy texture you love.

Katie throwin' it down at her bachelorette party.
Thank you Google.

Google tricks you into thinking I use a film camera HAHAHA

Google makes the moon look like another streetlight

Google turns Beck into spooky city

My little cousin took a million photos with my phone.
Google turns it into art, again!

Some photogenic cacti in Arizona
Coming soon to a postcard near you! Thanks, Google.

Cuties with matching buns

Ferngully. Light effects by Google.

Conference mate and cereal. Brought to life by Google.



My brothers teasing each  other to classical music. 
THANK YOU GOOGLE!!!

Shifty Skull Eyes


A spooky corn maze made spookier by Google


Mormon Video pics

Shifty Eyes II.
I take an embarrassing amount of selfies; many of them"improved"
by AutoAwesome. Only a fraction I shared because I need to
maintain at least a shred of my dignity.



Thanksgiving moments, brought to you by Google

Another postcard

And another postcard

Christmas eats

Yet another postcard


Google makes everything look like space photography

So there you have it. 
A peek into my over-developed, over-saturated, over-filtered life. 
It's a beauty.