Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Awesome

This is to my mom who is sooo awesome! Happy Valentines day!
{this is not originally wrote by me}


This post has been in my heart and on my mind for over a year now. I’ve talked about it. I’ve prayed about it. I’ve taught about it. I was waiting for the right time to post about it and now feels like that time. It’s a post about a tiny little moment that completely changed the way I see myself and others. As I think about it and act on what I learned, I find that I am changed in significant ways every single day.

It was a sunny school morning and I was walking Magoo to the bus stop. I don’t often walk him to the school bus. He’s in second grade and pretty independent and I’m usually busy getting myself and his sisters ready. I’m semi-nocturnal and I sleep later than I should most mornings.

When it’s time for school, he says goodbye and heads up the hill to the bus.

As we got half way to the bus, Magoo reached out and grabbed my hand in an uninhibited way that I knew wouldn’t happen many more times. He’s seven now but growing and how many 12-year-old boys do you see still swinging hands happily with their mommies?

I squeezed his hand, felt the rare Seattle sun on my face, and told him I loved him. I was nearly perfectly happy.

Nearly.

Just at that moment, the thought came into my mind, That’s awesome that you’re walking him to the bus stop and putting on this “mother of the year” act today. What about yesterday and the day before that? You hardly ever walk him to the bus. He’s probably holding your hand because he’s so desperate for the love and attention you haven’t been showing him.

My bubble had burst. I am a crap mom, I thought, as I looked down into his smiling face.

Then another thought came. Kathryn. What is wrong with you? You are being an awesome mom in this moment. Your child is happy. You are loving him and caring for him. He’s well fed and dressed. You’re walking to the bus stop in the early morning and you’re already wearing a bra for heck’s sake. Do not rob yourself of this moment’s joy because of what you failed to do yesterday or what you fear you might not do tomorrow.

This started me thinking of all the times I do something good while beating myself up for all the times I haven’t been perfect.

You’re worshiping in the temple? Woopty freakin do! How long has it been since you came here last? When are you likely to come again? You’re not good at this. This is a fluke.

Wow. So you cleaned the kitchen today. Want a cookie? That dirty rag has been on the counter for a week and those dishes you so righteously cleaned are from breakfast three days ago. You are embarrassing.

That was really nice of you to offer to watch your friend’s kids while she had surgery. Remember last week when you knew your neighbor was suffering from depression and you drove right by with a wave because you did not want to get sucked into the drama? You don’t really care about people. Not all the time.

How destructive are these kinds of thoughts?

As I said goodbye to Magoo and started to walk back home, my mind started to shift.

Drops of Awesome! I thought. Every time you do something good, something kind, something productive, it’s a drop in your Bucket of Awesome. You don’t lose drops for every misstep. You can only build. You can only fill.

I walked Magoo to the bus. Drop of Awesome!

I fed him fruit with breakfast. Drop of Awesome!

I told him I loved him. Drop of Awesome!

I wore a bra and brushed my teeth before schlepping it up that hill. Two Fat Drops of Awesome!

All day long I chanted these words in my head. I picked up that tootsie roll wrapper off the front porch instead of stepping over it for the eleventy hundredth time. Drop of Awesome! I unloaded one dish from the dishwasher when I walked through the kitchen on my way to the bathroom. Drop of Awesome! I texted my sad neighbor to say I was thinking about her. Drop of Awesome! I had a critical thought about one of my kids and I brushed it away and replaced it with love. Drop of Awesome!

When I started thinking about my life in terms of adding these little Drops of Awesome for every tiny act of good, I found that I was doing more and more of them because it’s a lot more fun to do good when you’re rewarded with joy, rather than being guilted about every failure in your past.

By the end of the day, I had realized something important. If I was spending time with my kids, really listening to them with attention in the moment, then I was a good listener, regardless of the 50 other times I’d brushed them off or multi-tasked while they were talking over the past week. If I was engaged in sincere prayer with my Heavenly Father, really communing with him and seeking his will, then I was a person who engages in sincere prayer, regardless of how my prayers were (or weren’t) yesterday and the day before that and the day before that.

As I added up these Drops of Awesome, I found that in those moments I actually became the person I had always wanted to be.

Have you ever said any of these things: “Well, I guess I don’t work out anymore,” because you missed one workout? Or, “I always fight with my brother. Our relationship is broken.” What about, “I’m kind of a nag to my spouse.” Or “I gossip and I always end up hurting people I love.” “I can’t stop spending money. We will never get out of debt.” “My house is always a disaster.”

These things are lies, depending on the next decision you make, the next Drop of Awesome you put in your bucket. You may have done these things or have a hard time with them but they don’t define you and you can change this very instant. You may not think you can change permanently but you can change the next choice you make. And as you change that one next tiny choice, you may think, I got this one Drop of Awesome but I may never be able to get another one again.

And that’s okay.

You made the right choice once. And in that moment you were the person you want to be and that is a triumph. For one night, you were a person who went to bed early. One morning you woke up and the first words out of your mouth were positive so you were a morning person in that moment. Bam! Drop of Awesome.

You do not need to wait three months to be who you want to be. Pick up ten things right now and say, “Drops of Awesome! I am someone who takes care of my house. That is who I am. I have proof.”

In the end, it’s really about allowing yourself to feel joy and allowing yourself to be proud of the small victories of life. This builds momentum and you want more drops in your bucket and when you don’t get as many, you pick yourself up and say, “What can I do next?”

Now, there are a whole lot of religious implications to this because, as a Christian, I believe that you are not the only one adding these Drops of Awesome to your bucket. Christ commanded us to be perfect, but through His atonement, He is with us every step of the way.

As an object lesson when I was teaching this to the teenage girls at church, I gave them each a small dropper and I put a 2-quart bowl on the table. I told them that throughout the lesson they would get the chance to put drops in the bucket for every Drop of Awesome they could think of that they’d done. I promised them that we would fill the bowl to overflowing by the end of the lesson.

With about 5 minutes to go, we had barely begun to fill the bowl and the girls were looking around at each other nervously. The promised overflow did not look likely. Were they not awesome enough?

At that point, I pulled out a large pitcher labeled ATONEMENT and poured water into the glass bowl until it was spilling out all over the table and the towel the bowl was resting on. The class went silent.

When we are in a relationship with Christ, striving as God’s sons and daughters to do His will, He pours more into our buckets than we can ever hope to imagine. He can fill us to overflowing with peace, with joy, with perfection, with Awesome. And then what do we do if our bucket is overflowing like that? Where does the Awesome go then?

I pulled out an identical bowl, twice the size of the original. Our capacity for joy and light increases. And we just keep working, one tiny drop at a time. And we don’t compare today’s drops to yesterday’s or tomorrow’s. And we live and we love and we repent when we do wrong and we allow ourselves to be glorious, beautiful, and dare I say perfect in Christ, children of God.

I believe in a God who loves us and roots for us and cheers for every Drop of Awesome we can manage. Our victories are His victories and He wants us to feel joy. Not later, when we no longer make mistakes, but right now.

I’m gonna close this uber long post out with a scripture from the Book of Mormon. I know many of you do not share my faith but I think you’ll find truth in these words:

“Now ye may suppose that this is foolishness in me; but behold I say unto you, that by small and simple things are great things brought to pass; and small means in many instances doth confound the wise.” (Alma 37:6)

Small and simple. Tiny drops. Go forth. Be Awesome.

 

Sunday, February 3, 2013

Beware of Pride!

A proud woman am I
always worried about
"what will men think of me"
rather than
"what will God think of me."
Always worried about gaining
praise from men rather than God.
I always find time for fault-finding,
gossiping, complaining, living beyond
my means, envying, coveting, unforgiving,
jealouse, withholding gratitude and praise
that could have lifted another.
My prideful heart is filled with
contention and offense
as others strive to correct me.
I put other less important things before
I put God.
I often think that my life is harder and
more stressful than susie Q.

Then I realized I am blind.
Stripping my pride has been
the hardest accomplishment.
Yet, I still stive to work on it
and am never 'fixed'.
I have come to realize that
If we love God, do His will,
and fear His judgements more
than men's, we will have
self-esteem.
Frequent temple attendance stripes
pride.
Putting God first and formost, above
anyone or anything.
Rembering to think of others first.
And of course lifting others above myself.
President Benson: http://www.lds.org/general-conference/1989/04/beware-of-pride?lang=eng

Friday, February 1, 2013

My mission

When President Monson
excitingly announced the
new changes for missionary
ages. I cried.
I wanted to be out there!
I wanted to teach!
I wanted to learn and
gain a strong testimony.
Well, I have finally
found out what my mission
is. I can still 'teach' and 'gain
a strong testimony'.
Here is my mission.

Doing this will teach me personally faster than being on a mission for two years. :)

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Thinking cap

Thinking Cap =
serious pondering.
I put fun toys on the floor
for Autumn to play
with and left the room
confident that she would be
entertained for hours while
I did the dishes. Yes, she
was entertained....AND
exteremely quiet! Not
sure what I would find
as I peeped my head around
the corner, thinking maybe
she feel asleep or was so
entertained that she was
quiet instead of sqealing as
she made discoveries. I didn't
find a child entertained by toys
nor did I find my child sleeping.
She was literally in all the paper
I left on the floor! She was far away
from where I placed her to play with
her toys! She was eating my sheer
white printer paper!
I rushed over to her to see
how much of the white mass she
had consumed and found. She had consumed
a fair amount! Well, now I clear the floor
of anything, BUT her toys.
Aren't we sometimes what like Autumn?
God gives us the wonderful blessings
of the gospel and we shy away for
something that looks more attractive
and fun? Instead of going to church,
we stay home to watch a T.V. show
that simply just puts us in a zone for
a while rather than filling our lamp
with a drop of oil? Instead of reading
our scriptures DAILY we find ourselves
too busy to read the scriptures, yet we find
later what looks like a more attractive
and interesting book to read?
Instead of rememering the roles our
Heavenly Father gave us as homemakers and
women, we settle for the worlds view of women's
roles which is merely to be attractive?
I thank my little girl for giving me some
insight as to maybe what I was missing
out on because instead of doing what
Heavenly Father asks me I choose an
alternative route, thinking it would make me
happy. When in reality, it only made me more
miserable trying to find happiness in something
that has only a little enjoyment rather than
lasting happiness.
Thanks for the small moments that I have
with you Autumn. These moments even
touch my rough heart.




Don't you just want to pinch those cheeks? :)

Monday, January 28, 2013

Change

Things are changed.
I feel it really was all
a matter of order of
events. Iron-man/aka
hubby's changes have
affected me the most.
Followed by a wonderful
stake conference which
challenged us to
re-do the personal progress
program. As I started this
morning working on the
1st value in Integrity, I
found myself slacking in
sooo many areas. I had been
so focused on helping iron-man
to change, that I forgot myself.
It was tiring and I should
have realized I too needed
to help myself to change.
I am so excited to start
personal progress again. I
already have started to find
some hope. :) The 1st
presidency promises that as
"you keep the covenants you
have made and these standards,
the Lord will bless you with the
Holy Ghost, your faith and testimony
will grow stronger and you will enjoy
increasing happiness."
I thought to myself, why not give it a try
again?
So, by small and simple steps are great changes
brought to pass. :)

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Talents

we are instructed to make the
most of the talents that we have
been blessed with.
so, after i finish my degree
in medical transcripting i am
going back to school to be a
therapist/psychologist.
i am so excited. i finally found
what i am really good at and
now i can use that talent to help others!
so, here is my plan.
get my medical transcripting job,
work, go to school, be a mom.
me and ryan will obviosly have to
switch off with the baby while
one of us attends classes.
so excited to increase
the natural talent i have been
given.

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

thunder

the last while life has been just
been a whirlwind with loud thunder, but
every once in a while, the thunder
stops and the wind slows down to a breeze.
a soft, gentle, warm, spring breeze.
it is then that i am reminded of
happiness and where i can find it.
its not in the whirlwinds of busyness,
its not in the thunders of searching for
more.
but rather, it's there.
it's right there.
it's in the waking up
at night to care for a crying baby.
it's the tickle fights that eventually
lead to a serious ab workout from
laughter.
it's in holding hands as we ride in
the car to the temple.
it's waking up to the smell
of surprise pancakes.
it's in being grateful for what
we do have on the table,
not what we don't.
it's in the nightly whispers
of i love you, right before
we lose ourselves to dreaming.
it's in the laughter of watching
our Autumn discover the world.
it's in the smiling when we feel
like crying.
it's in the remembering of our
blessings.
it's in serving others when our
own hearts ache.
it's in the sacrifices that you
see others make so you
can have.
it's in finding out someone
paid so you did not have to.
it's in falling on your knees in prayer
each day, and finding that your
relationship with God has
grown strong.
it's in knowing he will always
be there for you.
it's in the love you share with
your spouse.
it's in (even though extremely gross)
the covered wagon that your husband finds
is hilarious...but actually, i guess it's his odd
way of sharing that he loves you.
it's in remembering your husband works hard
to provide.
it's in doing and remembering
the little things that makes
life the way God meant it to be.
it's not in the whirlwinds, or
the thundering around me,
it's right there. right there
in front of me.