Conversations

Here are a few of the conversations that I heard in our car and hotel room when we went on a mini-vacation to Disneyland back in January. I wrote these down on the hotel stationery, but then lost the paper and forgot about them. I found the paper the other day, so here's a sampling of the types of conversations I am subjected to on a regular basis:

Tim (after going for a run): Anyone want to wear my sweaty hat?
Parker: Not me.
Jack: Not me.
Luke: I want to, Daddy! I do! I do!
Luisa: That's just gross. Don't you dare put that sweaty hat on Luke.

Parker: Ugh, Luke farted on me! Why does he always have to fart on me?
Tim: Because he knows you are about to harass him.
Luisa: Luke, don't fart on your brother.

Parker: I need some Weird Al on my iPod.
Jack: Me, too.

Yeah, I'm the only female in this house.

Encore

This is Susan Boyle singing "Cry Me a River" on a charity CD made in 1999. Apparently, only 1000 copies were made of this CD. (Oh, to own one of those...) There is no video -- just stills from her performance on Britain's Got Talent -- but the audio is fantastic. Enjoy, fellow audiophiles.

Susan

Susan Boyle.

If you don't know that name, let me introduce you to her HERE.

I love that this video starts out with Susan Boyle sitting on a chair, eating a sandwich. Many great things start with a sandwich. Never underestimate the power of a good sandwich.

I loved her little smile right before she started singing. She knew, from the snickering and laughing going on, that everyone had very low expectations of her, but she also knew that she was going to blow her audience away the second she started singing. That smile showed her confidence.

I love how stunned the audience and judges were, and how she won them over with just a few notes.

I love that she made Simon smile. It was like the sun came out.

I wonder how she could even hear herself sing over the cheering.

And yes, watching her performance made me cry.

This video made my day.

Easter

Four years ago, I was in the throes of pregnancy and morning sickness. On the day after Easter, I was not feeling well enough to plan a lesson for our Family Home Evening, so I pulled out the Lamb of God DVD for us to watch. (This is a short film that depicts the last week of the Savior's life.) I figured we could watch it and then discuss Christ's atonement and resurrection.

I had no idea how much that film would impact Parker and Jack, who were 8 1/2 and 5 at the time. They had so many questions -- questions about Judas, questions about Pilate, questions about the Roman soldiers, questions about why "the bad guys were doing those mean things to Jesus." Certain parts of the film were difficult to watch. I explained to Parker and Jack that because Jesus was the Son of God, He could have stopped the people from hurting Him at any time. He could have called down legions of angels from His Father to stop those things from happening, but He didn't (Matthew 26:53). He willingly laid down His life as a sacrifice for sin. The boys expressed amazement that Jesus allowed others to beat Him and nail Him to a cross when He had the power to stop them.

The Friday morning after we watched that DVD, Jack came into my bedroom. (I hadn't gotten out of bed yet that morning -- morning sickness had gotten the best of me.) He said, "Mom, I've been thinking about it a lot, and I think I know why Jesus let the bad guys hurt Him." I realized that he had been thinking about this for three days, so I was curious to hear what conclusions he had drawn. I asked, "Well, why do you think Jesus let the 'bad guys' hurt Him?" His answer: "Because Jesus loved the bad guys."

My then five-year-old son taught me a sermon with that short sentence.

I think that each of us, at times, feels like a "bad guy." How grateful I am that I have a Savior who loves me and who, if I turn to Him, will save me from myself.

Isaiah Chapter 53
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.

Happy Easter.

Atonement

Every April and October, members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints are instructed by General Authorities of the Church at a General Conference. The April conference was held last weekend, and I would like to share an excerpt from my favorite talk of the conference. This talk was given by Elder Jeffrey R. Holland of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles, and it brought me a great deal of comfort.



You may listen to the talk in its entirety HERE.

I would like, also, to share the text of my favorite Easter hymn:

O Savior, thou who wearest
A crown of piercing thorn,
The pain thou meekly bearest,
Weigh'd down by grief and scorn.
The soldiers mock and flail thee;
For drink they give thee gall;
Upon the cross they nail thee
To die, O King of all.

No creature is so lowly,
No sinner so depraved,
But feels thy presence holy
And thru thy love is saved.
Tho craven friends betray thee,
They feel thy love's embrace;
The very foes who slay thee
Have access to thy grace.

Thy sacrifice transcended
The mortal law's demand;
Thy mercy is extended
To ev'ry time and land.
No more can Satan harm us,
Tho long the fight may be,
Nor fear of death alarm us;
We live, O Lord, thru thee.

What praises can we offer
To thank thee, Lord most high?
In our place thou didst suffer;
In our place thou didst die,
By heaven's plan appointed,
To ransom us, our King.
O Jesus, the anointed,
To thee our love we bring!

(Hymn 197, "O Savior, Thou Who Wearest a Crown," Hymns of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints)

I wish you all a joyous Easter!

Conversation

Luke: Mommy, are you a droid?
Me: No, Luke, I'm not a droid! I'm your mommy.
Luke: No, Mommy, you are a droid. You are a bad guy!

That kid watches way too much Star Wars.