Saturday, May 9, 2020

Happy Mother's Day-- In the Arena

My boys are absolute artists. Over the years they have used their talents to capture my visage, which is effort I appreciate. Really.

Exhibit One is a nice pencil drawing by Trenton with exceptional shading and details.

Exhibit Two was drawn by Holden, who used pastels to show the amazing flexibility of my joints and a really nice hair cut.

Exhibit Three is McKay's masterpiece. This creation came on a day when his affection for me was lost in parental guidance. The composition leaves no room for the imagination.

I don't blame McKay though. Sometimes that showpiece is how I feel. Mothering is tiring.

Elder Brian Taylor spoke to diligent moms and said this: "To mothers, especially young mothers, who often feel overwhelmed and underwater while striving to raise “a sin-resistant generation,” never underestimate your central role in God’s plan. In stressful moments...know that God sanctifies your most difficult days." ("Am I A Child of God?", Brian Taylor, GC April 2018)

And here is an oldie but goodie from Elder Holland: "I especially wish to praise and encourage young mothers. The work of a mother is hard, too often unheralded work...Through these years, mothers go longer on less sleep and give more to others with less personal renewal for themselves than any other group I know at any other time in life." ("Because She is a Mother", Elder Holland, April GC 1997)

Well, now I am an old mother, and I am still tired. I must be on the romantic side of the fence with a dim memory because these days I find myself glamorizing spilled boxes of crayons and dissembled Tupperware cupboards. Babies and toddlers bring the physical fatigue of days of chores and nights of newborns and toddlers. An old mom has to be smart, decipher baffling complexity, have the right words, and be patient and loving with tricky situations and interactions. And I still don't get enough sleep. There are some moments, or days, or seasons that require significant self-care, or as I like to say, "Pastry Therapy". You know the kind. For me it looks like a Rick's Bakery chocolate bar, stuffed full of cherries. I'm not saying that that was what Elder Taylor was calling "sanctifying", but it tastes pretty therapeutic. Even temporarily curative.

This fatigue is rightfully earned by persistent effort, and probably deserves a great big trophy and a tiara of diamond gems. We should wear them like a prizefighter boasts his championship belt buckle. Listen to this from a presidential speech by Theodore Roosevelt: "The credit (for the doing of great deeds) belongs to the one who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends themself in a worthy cause..." (" The Man in the Arena", Theodore Roosevelt,  Excerpt from the speech "Citizenship In A Republic" delivered at the Sorbonne, in Paris, France on 23 April, 1910)

Applied to mothering, the trench work may leave us a little "marred by dust and sweat and blood"-- feeling kinda beat up. But we champion on with "deeds", "great enthusiasm", and most importantly, "great devotions". We are still in the arena! And that staying-power exposes our maternal superpower-- a mother is the one who stays in the game.

This stamina is important because children need second and third and fourth and fifth chances. They need predictable stability. There may be seasons, sometimes harsh like a long Minnesota winter, where you will feel worn out by the profession. But, heaven is counting on your patient, tenacious persistence. These children are precious and priceless, and you are earning your "tired" like a medal of honor for devotion to the most important cause-- helping others back to our Heavenly Father.

When my intentional mother died at 61 years old, my Dad quoted Doctrine and Covenants 123:13 to describe my mom's consecrated energy for mothering. "Therefore, that we should waste and wear out our lives (in this work)..." That means "to be gradually consumed" and in "a worn out condition", which is the prize my mom earned having raised eight children and weathered much. But seriously, what possibly could be a more important way to spend your years? Nothing compares. Helping each other navigate this life well deserves all that we have, and it is the rallying call of motherhood.

What you bring to the game is everywhere unmatched. Unbound, undivided, unequivocal, unfettered, unconditional love. The unique compassion of a mother swirls around in her heart and soul, and is consuming. It is an unquenchable charity. It is such a powerful force to that woman that, against the odds, she has capacity to forgive and nurture and cheer and try again and again and again. It is so bottomless and deep that she punches in on the clock everyday and never gives up hope. This love is an endowment from the One who loves deepest, perfectly, and best, and it keeps a mother tethered close to the fight. And because He bestowed it, the accountability is to God.

I watch you and YOU are totally, both-feet and whole-body, "in", and I love you for it. On the Mother's Day, let me stand on this mountain and shout well-deserved cheers to the beautiful army of mothers that you are.

So, sketch away boys.  You can't scare me with your pictures. I am a mother and I am in the arena to stay.

Friday, October 4, 2019

Women as Witnesses--

For millennia members of the Church have been observing God's instituted law of witnesses:
"In the mouth of two or three witnesses shall every word be established." (2 Cor 13:1)

Because of the importance of ordinances in qualifying mankind to re-enter the presence of God, the ordinance needs to be witnessed in this way and recorded.

Yesterday President Nelson announced a policy change. No longer do witnesses to ordinances need to be men. This is the new clarification:
1. Any baptized member of the Church may serve as a witness of the baptism of a living person. This change pertains to all baptisms outside the temple.
2. A proxy baptism for a deceased person may be witnessed by anyone holding a current temple recommend, including a limited-use recommend.
3. Any endowed member with a current temple recommend may serve as a witness to sealing ordinances, living and proxy.

All covenant makers and keepers can bear witness that an ordinance has been performed and performed correctly. President Nelson explained that it will increase the members' opportunity to have "covenants...planted in (their) hearts..."

There has been some excitement about this change. I'm pretty sure that it is seen among some as liberation, equality and validation of women. I like President Nelson's framing better than the vocal, social-media view that this policy change is "one giant step for womankind". It took a day for me to figure out my own feelings and I found them, in part in an article by Sarah Jane Weaver (HERE)  This is the last sentence:  "...mostly I celebrate the women in my life whose living witness of the Savior and His Church reminds me that this policy change isn’t really a change at all."

Yes. Faithful women have already been standing there as witnesses.


When I write that, I feel emotion because it describes with perfection, my mom. She was a woman of graces and was unassuming. She stood straight and dignified, and was so beautiful to me. She had a great sense of humor and sometimes laughed until she cried, but she was never course or inelegant. She was a woman of self-control and discipline.

Her life was filled with the unpredictable, but she was a pragmatic, hard working. put-your-shoulder-to-the-wheel kind of girl. Her work was done in private and her personal ministry was done in secret.

In my mind, I can see her standing in the background and observing me with a supportive, approving look that I needed and cherished. I knew how much she loved me and that she was proud of me but because of moments out of the public view-- at the kitchen counter, as a passenger in her car, in the dark at midnight as she waited for me in the living room, from the back of a concert hall, from the rear of a chapel. None of which was at all overt or showy.

I knew that she took seriously her own covenant walk. She was always for the underdog and those who lived under the radar. She bore, held, fed and comforted the modest and unflashy. She loved the temple. She served in Primary, Scouting and the other auxiliaries with imagination and commitment. She loved this Church and was proud of the cultural programs and historical sites. She loved her ancestors and found faith in their faith.

It is funny all the lessons that I learned without any loud shouting voices or figurative tap dancing. I never saw her bear her testimony in a Sunday meeting. I never saw her lead an auxiliary. I never saw her with a prominent member of the Church. I feel like every amazing thing that she did was quiet and done with reserve. Still, I knew what she wanted for me.

I can picture her in the temple on the day that I married, sitting near me. Not in the formal witness chairs, but without doubt, she sat there as an attestor. First, because in a million ways she had brought me there that day by her lifetime of teaching and modeling devotion to God. And second, because she had been in the (sometimes uncomfortable) Valerie-development-trench with me my whole life long and she was my most knowing witness there that I came to the temple that day prepared with intention and devotion.

I guess I would just say that like Ms Weaver, "My own history is filled with women whose lives have been defined by their witness and discipleship." And while it is good that all covenant keepers can be witnesses to ordinances now, it wasn't necessary to my faith or, more importantly, to a woman's worth. Faithful women have always been standing there as witnesses.

Sunday, May 12, 2019

A Masterpiece Takes Time

My Mom, who was a wonderful mother filled with strength, skill and intention, used to enjoy exactly 364 days a year more than she did Mother’s Day. I am pretty sure that it was because of the uncomfortable attention and maybe some perceived insufficiency. Even this wonderful woman who deserved medals, trophies, gold stars and blue ribbons struggled with this day of celebration. And now that I am older, I know that she is not alone.

But today, on THIS Mother’s Day, I want to remember two lovely things:

First, we believe passionately in this divinely-commissioned profession! We really do. Let’s celebrate the role! It is the errand of angels and mothering is an integral part of God’s plan. A godly-mother assures that a child will always have a teacher, nurturer, cheerleader, example, guide, and friend. That is a sweet, important job.

And the second thing to remember is that the story of OUR maternal sacrifice, love, compassion, and consecration is not finished yet.

Greg and I were recently in Italy, staring with awe at halls and walls of architectural genius. Stepping into the history of these cathedrals and towers I was amazed at just how long it took to create these works of art. I mean, the Tower of Pisa took 200 years to complete! That represented three or four lifetimes of work! Generations!

Do you think that those architects and artists were content working a lifetime on something that would only be finished in two more lifetimes?  It seems like that would be a job without reward.

But I suspect that they understood this truth--  a masterpiece takes time.
 
And a companion truth about our work of mothering is this-- people take time, too.

The crafting and shaping and sculpting work of mothering is a complementary, supportive miracle. It supplements a life-plan orchestrated by the child’s agency and the Master Himself.

God believes in slow. He knows His children’s development is cumulative, which is a code word for unhurried and deliberate. This is easy to believe because I know that He is still working full-time with me. I don’t think that He minds the process or the wait though because He is building a showpiece. And with children of God, we know the end of the story— Growth. Change. Salvation. Glory.  A mother is a partner in that production. She is a physical hand and heart, and like God’s, her work is not bound by earth and time. This knowledge should quell discouragement and give us hope, in a hope-in-Christ kind of way.

Some years ago, my family and I visited Nauvoo, Illinois. From almost the moment we drove into town, I felt so drawn to the beautiful, colored, stained-glass windows that completely surround the upper level of the Nauvoo Temple. When I walked into a shop and found a book about the maker of the windows and doors, Charles Allen, I purchased his book and read it over the next couple of days.

I was fascinated by the detail Mr. Allen shared about what it took to make these windows with 19th Century techniques. It was so inspiring to read his journal entries that described "sash" and "jamb", white pine with low humidity, 2.35 miles long of 3/8" putty applied by hand, and true Dutch paint and its unique properties. I also loved reading about the constant flow of ideas and revelation that Mr. Allen described as he worked at solving problems and securing every detail and supply.

While filled with gratitude for the importance of what he had been asked to do, Mr. Allen struggled with feelings of inadequacy. He felt heavily dependent on prayer to show him what to do in a work that he sensed was bigger than he was. He knew that the commission to build the windows was from God, but still struggled with the day to day challenges of the job. He received answers to complicating factors and things that were befuddling in the night, at dawn, while driving, and through other people. He worked long and hard, woke in the middle of the night, and needed frequent reassurance.

Lying on my hotel room bed with a view of the finished, magnificent Temple out the window, I wondered, “What was Mr. Allen was so worried about?” For heaven's sake, his product was heart-stoppingly beautiful! The windows were stunning and perfect. It was obvious to me that God had used Mr. Allen's unique gifts to work a miracle. I wished that he had been able to see the profound loveliness of his mission completed while he was struggling, then he wouldn't have had to fret so much during construction.

Midway through the book, I realized that Charles Allen and his window-making was starting to tell my story. On page 99, I wrote in the margins, "I am so moved by this obscure application to MY mission—my mothering. The night-wakes with insights, feeling the need for specific direction, the uneasiness, the need for reassurance, the feelings of inadequacy. I see in Charles Allen's miracle, mine."

And then this little whisper, "You're at ground level, Val, and it may be hard to see progress, but you, too, are helping to build temples and they will be glorious." 

Mothers are employed in the business of the children of God. It is sometimes hard to tell in the middle of construction that the finished product is on course. But cathedrals take time. Temple windows take time. And people take time. And we mother with resolve because we know that, in the end, it is really all that matters.

Here is a beautiful, poetic mothering promise from the writer of Psalms 126:

"They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.
He that goeth forth and weepeth,
bearing precious seed,
shall doubtless come again rejoicing,
bringing his sheaves with him."

That means armloads and bunches and piles and stacks of fruit that will “doubtless” come someday because of a mother’s sowing of “precious seed” and heaven’s help.

Happy, Happy Mothering Day!  Really, you are spectacular and I love you.
--Valerie

Tuesday, September 25, 2018

Metamorphosis

In 2006, I made hundreds of calls trying to gather my 1986 graduating class for a 20-year reunion. (Just for fun, I'm tossing in a graduation photo.)  I can't even tell you how many times I heard this, "High school?  No thanks. I am sooooo over that."  And I thought, "Well, so am I.  We have all moved on."

It seemed obvious to me that during the years that my peers and I have been separated, ALL of us have changed. Of course, we are not the same people that walked the halls of Taylorsville High School decades ago.  Plus, I don't think that we were too bad back then for kids who were just 15 or 16 or 17 years old. Maybe some would say that we were squirrel-y teens with half-connected neurons, but we were trying to grow up good.  And with the benefit of years and years, probably (hopefully), we were all even better and improved.

As promised, THS Class of 1986 reunion was a great study of human growth and development over a long period of time.  That is, if you are into a kind of scientific anthropology beyond just drinking punch with old friends.  ha!

That brings me to today's big thought--

(Cue the confetti canons and fiery sparklers.)

!!!!!  People change  !!!!!

When you are talking about children of God, yesterday is not today, and today is not tomorrow. We grow.  We improve.  We develop.  We are tutored.  We are molded.  We are refined.

To quote The Bard, "Twas I, but 'Tis not I" (1), because God is remodeling the human race, one by one and moment to moment.

The central purpose of mortality is the opportunity to grow and reach a greater potential. (2)  The changes are gradual and occur over time. Our progress is more a process than an event.  (3)

The central figure in that "process" is Jesus Christ, whose divine mission was, in part, to suffer beyond the capacity of a mere mortal and then give His life to save us from our sins. His purpose was to reclaim us through repentance from the inevitable missteps of our probationary time, and then to advocate with the Father on our behalf.  To offer us an escape from the condemnation that we earn through acts of independence and agency, and allow us to benefit from the gradual growth and development that failure and/or experience brings.

His purpose is to accomplish in us, a complete metamorphosis-- "The gospel of Jesus Christ...takes...men and women of the earth and refines (them) into men and women for the eternities." (4)

As Paul said, "We look for the Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ: Who shall change our vile body, that it may be fashioned like unto his glorious body, according to the working whereby he is able even to subdue all things unto himself." (5)

Whew!  That is beautiful doctrine and with it in mind--

I am very concerned about a real societal problem that I see popping up all over the place.  It is this sweeping ideology that once a person has fallen short, that there is never a way to rid oneself of shortcomings or mistakes, rebellion or agency, weakness or transgression.  That they stick like glue.  Impossible to shed.  And they follow you in perpetuity.  (The Information Age makes this more and more possible.)

What a desperate and grim state to believe that our accumulation of daily blemish is with us irrevocably!  This is an outright denial of The Atonement of Jesus Christ.

It is a modern-day proliferation of the philosophy of ancient, awful anti-christs.

Sherem "(preached) among the people, ...(declaring) unto them that there should be no Christ." (6)

And Korihor screamed, "...ye cannot know that there shall be a Christ. Ye look forward and say that (you) see a remission of your sins. But behold, it is the effect of a frenzied mind; and this derangement of your minds comes because of the traditions of your fathers, which lead you away into a belief of things which are not so." (7)

We live in a society that denies Heavenly Father's plan to help us grow through line upon line development over a lifetime and more.  We live with a collective people who deny that Christ came to offer us an escape from condemnation.

This is my anthem today-- allow others to change!

It is such a bad thing when we deny each another the possibility of the Savior's power to transform us over time. It is especially disconcerting when we appreciate and depend on the liberal mercy of Christ for ourselves, but are restrictive with His grace when we view others.(8)  We are all prodigals.  We are NOT finished, yet.  And we all need Christ.

Here is THE true, hopeful doctrine that allows us to embrace our arduous path and move onward through our mistakes-- Elder Packer taught, “The Atonement leaves no tracks, no traces. What it fixes is fixed. … It just heals, and what it heals stays healed....The Atonement, which can reclaim each one of us, bears no scars. That means that no matter what we have done or where we have been or how something happened, if we truly repent, [the Savior] has promised that He would atone. And when He atoned, that settled that!” (9)

It is my hope that we can apply Elder Packer's declaration to ourselves, but also, liberally to others.  Remembering that Heavenly Father started us here on earth as babies in mother's arms needing to learn every single thing new.  And believing that every day is an essential opportunity to be building on yesterday, growing and stretching, and recreating ourselves. Christ making that possible.

If we could think of life as "a process" then maybe we could stand back and glory in the cumulative nature of development. Then we would not be in such a dogged hurry with each other's progress.  And I don't think that we would hold each other hostage to our pasts either.  But instead we would stand in awe, armed with mercy, as we witnessed and even admired God's longitudinal, drip by drip, long-term program of transforming each of us into something more divine.


(1) Shakespeare, "As You Like It"
(2) Mormon.org, What is the Purpose of Life? https://www.mormon.org/beliefs/purpose-of-life
(3) "Born Again" Elder D. Todd Christofferson April 2008 GC
(4) CR Nov 2007 The Great Commandment Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin
(5) Philippians 3:20-21
(6) Jacob 7:1-2
(7) Alma 30:15-16
(8) ideas came from reading Elder Renlund's April 2015 GC talk, "Latter-day Saints Keep on Trying"
(9) Boyd K Packer, “The Plan of Happiness,” Ensign or Liahona, May 2015, 28.

Tuesday, September 11, 2018

A Nation of God's Children

This is a little throwback to September of 2011.  It is a photo of corporate-Greg as he was leaving for the airport for his first American Airlines flight post 9-11.  He left without fear.

Me? Skiddish. That's why there is a picture.  I wanted some kind of "last memory" if things went eschew.  Sweet Jamison is the baby.

That was quite a season in the history of our country and I felt affected even from our innocent little world of Frisco, Texas.  By affected, I mean, vulnerable.

I was grateful for leaders who jumped into action to protect me.  It reminds me that last week I heard Brett Kavanaugh (presently of the DC Court of Appeals) remembering his five and a half years in the George Bush White House.  He said that for President Bush, every day post 9-11 was September 12th and he was consummately determined to keep America safe.  At the time, I felt secure in that. I sensed that for the next 2686 days, Bush had my back.

I also had profound feelings of patriotism for this great nation that I love.  After 9-11 we embraced in the great biggest National hug ever.

I remember watching the broadcast of the September 14th Prayer Service in the DC National Cathedral and I felt like America was all gathered for comfort and strength from The Heavens.  It was beautiful. The Nation, collectively, needed a Supreme Being during that season to make sense of the senseless.  They needed to put their faith in someone loving and powerful and omnipotent.

In that meeting, President Bush said this:
"It is said that adversity introduces us to ourselves. This is true of a nation as well. In this trial, we have been reminded, and the world has seen, that our fellow Americans are generous and kind, resourceful and brave...Today we feel what Franklin Roosevelt called 'the warm courage of national unity'. This is a unity of every faith and every background."

And that was the week that Congress shook off their differences, squished together, and with "heart eyes" for each other, sang "God Bless America" on the United States Capital steps" while we all watched. What an amazing scene.

It would be nice if that was the climate of our nation today, but we have been so casual with the unity that we found in tragedy.

Last week, I was obsessively interested in the Senate's public confirmation process of the above mentioned Supreme Court nominee, Judge Kavanaugh.  I watched a lot of the two days of questioning and came away confident that the Judge was beyond qualified. This is a good man. This is a man committed to the rules of the Judiciary.  He respects precedent. He is principled.  He is a willing servant.  His twelve years on the bench has shown intelligence, lack of bias, respect for the Constitution, and for those in his courtroom.  Like Senator Lindsay Graham said, he should be confirmed with 96 or 97 or 98 votes.  But that is just not the way things work in Washington these days.

I'm not sure whether our politicians set the tone for us as Americans, or if they go to DC to represent us in our bias. But chicken or egg, cooperation and courtesy is not the way we play.  Those Senate hearings last week were a peek into the ugly and the wedges and the cliques and the selfish and the destructive and the bitter.

And that's why it isn't all bad to have 9-11 come around the corner again.  It is a day of remembering the victims and their loved ones, yes.  But we would be obliged if it was more than that.  If the day was also an opportunity to remember when love combined against hate.  When solidarity reigned and, as a nation, we were one.

If we all remembered those feelings then maybe we would require benevolence of ourselves, and of our public servants again.  And if we could hold it close, I bet we would sigh at how glorious it felt to be joined and connected again-- all of us God's children, placed here together in this brilliant and beautiful land of liberty and love.

Friday, June 15, 2018

We Believe in Fathers

I had a wonderful mother.  She was as intentional as any I have ever seen.  She had a bachelor's degree in Human Development and Family Relations and her greatest ambition was to raise a family and make a lovely home.  She served home-cooked meals with vegetables, read us Caldecott Award-winning books, spoke to us with respect and love, pushed us to set goals, sewed us matching dresses, kissed us on the head, and taught us how to work.  She was !good! at her profession.

My Dad tells me that he was impressed with and grateful for her capacity, talent and efficiency with the home and children. Working in tandem, he knew he had a role as a provider and a spiritual guider, but beyond that, he didn't exactly know what it was that he contributed to our family life, especially the child-rearing.

One day, my dad had a young 40-something year old heart attack.  After some days of hospitalization, he was visited by my oldest sister, Alison.  She encouraged him to get better, "Hurry!  We need you at home!"  She told him that things were kind of chaotic without him.

My dad tells me that that plea from a teen-age daughter was insight into family influence that he hadn't before recognized completely.  "I learned that I was a stabilizing force for our family. That I was steady, kept things positive, and on even-keel emotionally." To this day, he gets a little teary when he tells this story because it was such an important lesson for him to learn-- even with a capable mother, our family needed HIM!

I agree with my sisters long-ago assessment, families need fathers.  I needed my dad's kind encouragement, his predictable reactions, his weakness for spoiling this daughter.  I needed his wise, measured counsel, his Gospel instruction, and his pillow fights.  I needed LeGrande Richards read out loud to me, regular scripture study, and his kind, approving looks.  I needed to play hide and seek with him, even though we knew he would always be found in the bathtub. I needed his example of hard work and sacrifice, the use of his beat-up pick up truck, and his kneeling prayers at dinner time. I needed more than provisions, I needed a father in the deepest most sacred use of that word.

"We believe in fathers. We believe in 'the ideal of the man' who puts his family first...We believe that far from being superfluous, fathers are unique and irreplaceable."

I recently listened to a BYU-I devotional spoken by a Child Development/Marriage and Family Studies professor, Tim Rarick. He taught me that a man hasn't even really been introduced to their potential and life's mission until they have prepared for, embraced, and then magnified their role as a father.  His words corrected the perception that success in church service, societal influence, and bread-winning completely meet the requirements that God has for men.  He said, "sometimes I think that we ...speak of wanting to become like our Heavenly Father by developing His knowledge and perfect attributes, without focusing on becoming what He is: a parent—more specifically, a father." (2)

Brother Rarick quoted the Church's manual titled 'A Parent’s Guide':  “Since a major purpose of our mortal existence is to become like our Heavenly Father…the ultimate goal of a man or boy is to become an effective husband and father..." (3) Then He concluded, "(Fatherhood) is how men reach the full measure of their creation. Brethren, if your goal is exaltation, your goal is fatherhood." (4)

"If your goal is exaltation, your goal is fatherhood"-- this is amazing doctrine.

This is not a statement of biology, this is a clarion call for men to rise to the role of being an intentional, focused parent.

Perhaps we focus too much on the father's responsibilities outside of the home.  Is he a resource-gatherer? A family provider? Yes.  Emphatically.  In fact Elder Christofferson stated, "Jesus said, “Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” Fathers manifest that love as they lay down their lives day by day, laboring in the service and support of their families." (5)  Isn't that beautiful!  And does a father have duties in God's Kingdom?  Yes. Absolutely. He bears the Priesthood and serves to bring people to Christ through ordinances and covenants.  But, a man's development, even in all of the good he does elsewhere, is incomplete until he embraces being a father. Until he lets the experiences of caring for children, in their weakness and complexity, become his passion. His development opportunity.  His life's purpose.

These couple of weeks between mid-May and mid-June where we celebrate motherhood and fatherhood, are an annual, respectful bow to the two most influential roles that a human could ever play. If the families of the world were led by women who were singularly-focused, purposed mothers, and by men who were were taking care of their families physical needs and were involved fathers, then !ta da! many of the societal ills that plague us today would find resolution.

Yes, we believe in fathers and fatherhood.  We believe in the strength, goodness and worth of men. We believe in their invaluable contribution to families.  Kudos to the great men on this earth.

Happy Father's Day!

(1) Fathers, D Todd Christofferson, Apr 2016 GC
(2) "Men Are That They Might Be Fathers", Tim Rarick, BYU-I Devotional, May 18, 2018
(3) A Parent’s Guide (manual, 1985); lds.org.
(4) "Men Are That They Might Be Fathers", Tim Rarick, BYU-I Devotional, May 18, 2018
(5) Fathers, D Todd Christofferson, Apr 2016 GC

Friday, May 11, 2018

Happy Mother's Day!

Kneeling at the bedside of my boys in the late evening is one of my very favorite places to be.  Tucked in their blankets, they are spongy and smart, teachable and cute.  Over the years we have read a whole library full of books out loud.

Near President's Day I have pulled out an old $1.48 copy of Abraham Lincoln: President for the People by Larry Weinberg. I love Mr. Weinberg's writing about Abe's childhood.

Abe and his sister were the third generation of Lincolns who lived quite primitively in the forests of Kentucky and then Indiana. The Lincoln cabin, which had a dirt floor and drafty spaces in between the logs, was their frontier home. Abe was nine years old when his mother died of milk disease. His father, Tom, was sad. After harvest was over, Tom left the kids in the custody of a 17 year old orphan boy, and without explanation, headed through the woods.  The children, aged 9 and 11, foraged for food and lived lean for weeks and weeks as winter set in. When Tom returned in December, he brought a new mother and three new siblings.

The author described the first meeting of the new family, "The youngsters standing in front of the new Mrs. Lincoln were filthy.  But she opened her heart to them at once and took them into her arms as if they were her own. Like her own children, they were soon well-scrubbed, well-fed, and wearing clean clothes... But Mrs Lincoln cared about much more...Sarah saw Abe's curiosity and desire to learn and (gave him opportunities at education), and also enough confidence in himself to last him all his life.  Even when he became a famous politician (He said), 'All that I am or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.'"

This sweet little boy needed an advocate, a cheerleader, a director, a nurturer, stability and an opportunity.  This, so that he could blossom into the man of faith, strength, brilliance, and distinction that became the Abraham Lincoln that we, generations later, are still so incredibly thankful for.

So, this weekend is Mother's Day and everyone, in increments of cards and flowers, is thankful.  But outside of this annual celebration, a mother's value isn't every day understood.  It is a very restless world we live in. Societal philosophy has blanketed us with questions about our worth, has stripped us of traditional roles, thrown us into a game of comparison and a search for "equality", has told us to be discontented, and even has made us a little ferocious as we collectively seek for powerful and visible ways to influence. With all of these unsettling messages, we could wonder and question whether mothering, one by one, to a very small audience, is where we can make the our life's greatest contribution.

Thank heavens for Julie Beck who once pointed out, “I think sometimes people confuse stardom with influence." (1)  I might rephrase that to say, we confuse "visibility and promotion" with influence.  We might believe that in order to have sway and affect in this world, we need to be out in front, loud, picketing, leading a crowd, speaking from a pulpit with a large audience, rocking a board room, running a business, or getting awards and raises.  But Julie Beck said, and I would concur, that influence isn't always connected to visibility or "stardom".

A mother marches along quietly and usually without accolades and fanfare.  But don't mistake that for lack of influence.  Joseph F. Smith once explained, "...(children) drink into the spirit of their mothers, and the influence of the mother over the children is the most enduring impression that can be made. There is nothing so imperishable as the influence of the mother." (2)

Sometimes it may be a little hard to see your own significance, which makes the work faith-based, but children love and trust and quote their mothers. I have driven a lot of carpools, have taught youth classes, and have had a lot of little visitors in my home.  From my interaction with children, this I know-- what mothers teach and say and do shape the lens by which children see themselves and how they see the world. This makes me feel very careful.  Every president and king, plumber and architect has a mother. Every single, big something is done by someone's well-cared for, enabled, loved, grown up, little child.  A mother is one of the kindest gifts that God could give.

A woman's influence may start with just one little person, but it grows and spreads exponentially. Joseph F Smith said, "The...influence (of) a good mother...is like leaven cast into the measure of meal, that will leaven the whole lump... her influence extends, not only to her own children but to the associates of her children.  You do not know how far your influence extends.  A mother....sows the seeds...and wherever that boy or girl goes, in whatever society they mingle, the good effects of... that mother will be felt." (3)

That quote describes perfectly "The Sarah Lincoln Effect".  Her stewardship was, first, a boy of hidden promise, and then a fine man and community lawyer.  Eventually her charge was a President of an unsettled, divided America. Her "fruit" is the nation we live in today.  She created the possibility for this man, and we all sit indebted to this almost anonymous woman, who cared about a filthy, hungry little boy.  Who helped him read and gave him the opportunity of education.  Who loved him, taught him, cared for him, and believed in him. That is influence that is known to almost no one but the God of Heaven, but He must be so very grateful for Mrs. Sarah Lincoln. (4)

And may I add, He is grateful for YOU!  Because you are doing the same work.
 
A terrible modern-day miss is in not seeing that a woman's greatest power to influence comes from within family relationships. It is worth all of a woman's resources because the time, talent and energy spent therein goes forward into eternity.  A child is an investment in something that is completely unbound by the world. Mothering is influence that never ends.

Happy, Happy Mother's Day.  I love and admire you so much.
Mother on!

--Valerie

1- Julie B Beck, General Relief Society President, 2012 Interview with LDS Living
2- Deseret News: Semi-Weekly, 5 Jan. 1892, 3.
3- Deseret News: Semi-Weekly, 5 Jan. 1892, 3.
4- Photo by Bryan Eaton, http://coloroflincoln.com/Parents.html

Monday, February 26, 2018

A Call For the Resurgence of Family--

I read a news release last week about Alaina Petty, a 14 year old who died in the Parkland, Florida shooting on February 14, 2018.  This quote from Alaina's Dad, Ryan, is just exactly where my head has been for eleven days.

"While grief-stricken over Alaina’s death, Ryan Petty said of the accused gunman, 'I’m not angry at the shooter. I feel like we, as a society, failed this young man. He did not have the opportunity to live in a family that could love him the way he needed to be loved; to take care of him and understand the challenges and emotions he was feeling, and to give him positive ways to deal with them.'  Loving families, he added, are often remedies to such challenges. 'I can’t help but think that the solutions to these types of problems don’t lie in the policy realm—they lie in having strong families that [care] for their children and live according to Heavenly Father’s plan.'” (1)

As society tries to understand this senseless event, they are suggesting solutions like gun control, increased school security, teachers with protection responsibilities, and more cops on campuses.  They blame the sheriff, the FBI, The President, or the NRA.  

I really can't evaluate well the merits or weakness of any of those ideas. That is for people smarter than me.  But, I know that there is something powerful that we can collectively do.  My idea is Ryan Petty's idea-- we need functional, child-centric families.

Our Families Are Broken

As a society, we are broken.

 * Almost half of US babies are born to unwed mothers.  And, the numbers are substantially higher in certain demographics. (2)
* Only 50% of children live with two parents. And 17 million children live with their mother, but no father. (3)
* There were 8.5 million single mothers in the US in 2016. (4)
* 70% of women with children under 18 years old participate in the workforce. (5)
* 40-50% of marriages in the US will end in divorce.  (6)
* 45% of US households are "unmarried households".  (7)  
* About 38 % of unmarried but cohabitating couples have a child under age 18 living with them. (8)
* Only 7% of households with children are "traditional"—where one parent works and one stays home. (9)

Children Need Families

Expert in human development, Erik Erickson (1902-1994), taught about the development of healthy persons. (10)  His research has been long-held as a standard. 

He speaks to the developmental stages of a child:
Trust vs. Mistrust  0 - 1½ years old
Autonomy vs. Shame  1½ - 3 years old
Initiative vs. Guilt  3 - 5 years old
Industry vs. Inferiority  5 - 12 years old
Identity vs. Role Confusion  12 - 18 years old

Yet, starting at six weeks old, as soon as maternity leave is over, 61% of American children spend most of their waking hours in "non-parental" care-- 33% of those in "non-relative care".   That equates to 12.5 million children in daycares or being cared for by a non-parent, and this is during the season of a child's life when they are developing trust, autonomy, and initiative. (11)  

Preschool outside the home is the norm for American children. 40% of four year olds are in government-funded preschools.  Add the millions of preschoolers that attend non-publically funded schools and the number rises. (12)  People argue that it is inequity and injustice that the number is not 100% of children being educated in preschools outside of their mothers care.  They are asking "Why does America invest so little in their children?"  (13)

This is flawed on several levels.  First, it assumes that academic development is the highest societal priority for children ages three to five years old.  After studying Erik Erickson, I would argue that it is, instead, emotional development that is of top importance during those years. And second, mandatory preschool assumes that a mother can not do what educators and babysitters can. 

I learned about Erickson’s ideas as a single, young-adult, college student. I was so impressed at how very important a child’s very first days and months and years were in becoming a healthy adult.  I remember thinking, “A mother gets but one chance at influencing this. You can not get those important years back. ”

Further, the most well-known and influential theory of cognitive development was set forth by Jean Piaget (1896-1980).  (14)   He taught that there are four cognitive stages of childhood development, he identified them as:

Sensorimotor (birth through about 2 years)- Children learn about the world through their senses and the manipulation of objects.
Preoperational (ages 2 through 7)- Children develop memory and imagination. They are also able to understand things symbolically, and to understand the ideas of past and future.
Concrete Operational (ages 7 through 11)- During this stage, children become more aware of external events, as well as feelings other than their own. They become less egocentric, and begin to understand that not everyone shares their thoughts, beliefs, or feelings.
Formal Operations (ages 11 and older)- During this stage, children are able to use logic to solve problems, view the world around them, and plan for the future.

Jean Piaget taught that school age children are trying to figure out their own feelings and others' feelings and beliefs.  They are learning to look beyond themselves and understand others.  They are working on the skills of becoming empathetic and compassionate.  They are thinking about their own place in the world and where they belong in relation to others.  They are working on the cognitive skills to problem solve and plan for their future. And yet, 15.1 million children, five to fourteen years old, spend after school hours alone-- including a full third of American middle schoolers.  And another 6.5 million (a 2004 number and it was on the rise), are in non-parental, after-school care. (15)

The thought that a child can raise himself or that public schools and government are best equipt to raise a child, is irresponsible.  This is a whole new progressive take on the old African proverb, "It Takes a Village to Raise a Child".  I believe that that phrase originally suggested that children need intentional and present parents, but also benefit from many loving and caring helper-people. But in all of the talk about the power of accessory supporters, we have lost this truth—first and foremost, it takes a mother, and a father to raise a child.

I am not critical of skilled, loving providers, nor hard-working single parents, but the facts are there.  For half a century, many of our children have been either raised by helpers, part-time parents, or have been alone in their development.  I think that we are finding out that that model does not work. 

Children need quality and quantity time from parents. They need someone to listen and process ideas with.  They need a check and balance system, accountability, rules and expectations.  And this should be executed by someone who loves unconditionally and will parent individually.  They need an environment where they can be honest and vulnerable, and have someone to talk to who cares about them deeply and can help them through struggle.  They need modeling.  They need a reliable schedule and structure.  They need downtime and playtime. They need space to make mistakes where they can be urged and taught and redirected with love and mercy.  They need correction and oversight. They need mealtime and bedtime.  They need family touch-- hugs and kisses and compliments. 

These opportunities do not come at predictable, scheduled moments or when it is most convenient for a parent. Kids are funny-- they learn when they want to learn, not when you want to teach them. (16)

Perceptions Have Shifted

Adult roles have been under attack for decades.  Over the past fifty years the trend away from traditional "Father Knows Best" and "Leave it to Beaver" family has drifted to a society that focuses on the needs of adults, and not of children. 

Woman's liberation movements of the 1960's redefined marriage and mothering.  Robert Sheaffer wrote, “One can try to argue that the U.S. family died of natural causes at precisely the same time feminists began shooting at it, but after examining the depth and ferocity of the feminist attack against women’s roles as wives and mothers, such an argument fails to convince”.  (17)  He asserts that women, themselves, injured mothering and marriage.  This because feminism heavily values personal development and personal contribution over family.  It sees less value in helping husbands and children to have order, security, and nurturing.

Along with the demise of woman's roles, there has been a degradation of father and manhood. David Blankenhorn, the author of "Fatherless America", observed: "Fatherless is the most harmful demographic trend of this generation. It is the leading cause of declining child well-being in our society. It is also the engine driving our most urgent social problems." (18)  Men have given up and/or been forced to relinquish the protective, providing, supportive role that they have long held.

Neal Maxwell once said, “…by reversals and renunciations of role(s), we make a wasteland of both womanhood and manhood.” (19)

The Blueprint for Successful Families

The blueprint for improving society is The Family Proclamation.  This one page humankind-stabilizing document was delivered by President Gordon B Hinckley, former prophet of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. (20)  The document, first publically read in 1995, was distributed far and worldwide to Heads of State, Kings and Queens, Parliaments, and Government Officials.

It declared that each of us are children of God and have "divine nature and destiny".  That "gender is eternal".  That marriage is God's, and is between a man and woman. That each have equally important, God-given roles that they fulfill with the love and support of one another.  A father is to provide, preside and protect, and a mother is to nurture and minister. Both with full attention and intention. Together, side by side, they run a home and family that is full of faith, love, forgiveness, teaching, activities and respect. A child is to honor and obey. The family's purpose is assist heaven in "returning" God's children back to Him.

This document reaffirmed roles and called on adults to refocus on marriage, home and family.  I believe that it called on parents to “come home” in their hearts and minds, in body and in soul, and see their greatest contribution to society as the work that they do within the family.

And while there is no guarantee that children will use their free will and agency to immediately follow even the most beautiful of parental love, modeling and teaching.  And while a functional family is not a guarantee that children will be free of organic dysfunction and imperfection, I would still bank on family.  Why?  Because, this I know for sure, reclaiming a child who has diverted or been difficult, or nurturing a child who has illness or disability is best accomplished through patient intervention, love, compassion, urging and nurturing from a family.  Where our hand-wringing, justice-driven society fails, over time, families succeed.  Intentional families win.

The Family Proclamation concludes with this warning voice: "We warn that the disintegration of the family will bring upon individuals, communities, and nations the calamities foretold by ancient and modern prophets." (21) 

What Can We Do?

It has been said that “a very large ship is benefited very much by a very small helm in the time of a storm”. (22)  Humankind is a “very large ship” and society is in a raging “storm”.  To produce communities filled to the brim with functioning, loving, child-centric families is a seemingly “very small helm” and a one by one effort.  But I believe that that societal change can shift the trajectory and bring wonderful, sweeping changes to our nation and world.  


References and Notes:

12-(https://www2.ed.gov/documents/early-learning/matter-equity-preschool-america.pdf) 
16- Clayton Christensen, The Power of Everyday Missionaries (2012) page 30.
17-("Feminism, the Noble Lie", as quoted in https://www.thetrumpet.com/2384-how-feminism-harms-families)
18-(David Blankenhorn, Fatherless America: Confronting Our Most Urgent Social Problem (1995), 62.)  
19-Elder Maxwell Quote
20-(The Family Proclamation, September 23, 1995, lds.org)
21-(The Family Proclamation, September 23, 1995, lds.org)
22- Doctrine and Covenants 123:16

Monday, May 15, 2017

Happy Mother's Day 2017!

Back in the good old days, Relief Society included an occasional lesson on the arts called, "Cultural Refinement".  At one of those lessons, my Mom tried her hand at writing a Haiku. This was her poem:

little boy on loan
how long, I do not know
slow down speeding days

You see, my younger brother, Michael, was battling a serious congenital heart defect that would take his life.  My mom knew that with Micheal, time was a precious commodity. She knew that this was a "boy on loan" and begged that the passage of days and hours and minutes would tick by very slowly.  When he died, my Mom felt that thirteen years had not been enough time.

I have thought long on the idea that our children are "on loan". This mothering/banking analogy speaks to me. Any credible "lender" has expectations for the one to whom he granted custody.  It is a trust. And for it to be a good investment, the lender wants a return on his asset.  In the case of children, God is the lender, and mothers, the primary custodian and curator and developer. 

Elder H. Burke Peterson quoted the song "To A Child":  "..children are not a gift to us, but a precious loan, a priceless loan to be returned-- returned more valuable than when we received them. Understanding more, better prepared to return to Him who lent them to us."(1)

This is the doctrine-- "...the opportunity and responsibility of wives is 'to multiply and replenish the earth', ..and to fulfill the promise (of salvation and exaltation) which was given by the Father before the foundation of the world,...that (mothers) may bear (and not just at birth, but bear them for life) the souls of men; for herein is the (saving) work of my Father continued..." (2)  The work of mothers is "the work of The Father continued." Mothers are nurturing, teaching, caring "bridges"-- from God's arms premortally, back to God's arms eternally. Mothering is Heavenly Father's "work" of salvation continued in the life of every child, until they are secured by Christ and safely delivered back their heavenly home.

This is a concept that Susannah Wesley understood. She was the mother of nineteen, one of whom was the great Reformer and founder of the Methodist Church, John Wesley.  She felt it was her Divine charge to consecrate "above twenty years of the prime of life" to the rearing of kids.  To what end? "...in hopes of saving the souls of (my) children."

She continued, "I...look upon every soul you leave under my care as a 'talent' committed to me under a trust, (from) the Lord of all the families of Heaven and earth.  And if I am unfaithful to Him...in neglecting to improve these 'talents', how shall I answer unto Him when he shall command me to render an account of my stewardships." (3)

Susannah Wesley asks the salient, weighty question, How can I answer to Him if I have not given the children of my charge my all?  My everything. My best. My mind. My heart. My time.

I believe that my mom was insightful when she suggested that time with children was precious.  Quality time, yes!  This is when we are staring into the whites of our kids' eyes-- listening, teaching, empathizing, laughing, playing, building. Times of true mothering magic.

But, twenty-four years and a passel of boys later, I have learned that quality time is born of quantity time. In a very real way, my job is to be 'hanging around' waiting to be needed. Milling and vigilantly watching for crisis, emotion, interpersonal tangles, a teachable heart, a humble disposition, oversight needs, correction, and for just the right time to show love and praise. You can't schedule that stuff.  You can't predict it or anticipate it very well.  It happens because you are there.

I am pretty sure that this was what President Benson meant when he advised mothers, "Be at the crossroads ... always be at (there) when your children are either coming or going- -when they leave and return --when they bring friends home. Be there at the crossroads whether your children  are six or sixteen ." (4)

And while I am 'standing by' and 'on call' for such moments, I nurture.  I nurture by preparing meals, taxi-ing, folding socks, weeding the garden, sweeping and mopping.  I am like a stealthy spy, posing as a laundress or chef, but really lying in wait for the precious moments when I pop out and become psychiatrist, counselor, cheerleader, nurse, teacher, confidant, advisor, clown, friend.  The times when we mothers can, in very real ways, save.

I am pretty sure that I will feel most prepared to meet the Lord of the "talents" if I can stand before Him and declare with confidence that my mothering attention was undivided, concentrated, and intentional.


Mother-on!
Valerie

(1) "Mother, Catch the Vision of Your Call", H. Burke Peterson, April 1974 GC
(2)  D and C 132:63. "To the Mothers in Zion", President Ezra Taft Benson, Address given at a Fireside for Parents, 22 February 1987
(3)  Franklin Wilder, Immortal Mother, New York: Vantage Press, 1966, p 43
(4) "To the Mothers in Zion", President Ezra Taft Benson, Fireside for Parents, 22 February 1987

Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Hold On World! Men Can Be Gentlemen!

So, social media is aflame this weekend with video of the lewd and tawdry coming out of the mouth of a presidential candidate when he spoke about interacting with daughters of God. This video clip was not too much a shocking revelation to me, but, I've got to say, the public reaction has been.

We have seen politicians, movie stars and others weighing in, telling us that this behavior is exactly what one expects from men and that we are being too hard on the candidate.  But it was this ditty from a woman that especially bothered me:

"I am a woman and I proudly support (the candidate).  I don't care what (he) said about women.  If there is a male out there who has never made a vulgar statement about a woman in a private conversation with another male, then congratulations....you should enter the priesthood." (1) And even more shocking to me was the string of women whole-heatedly agreeing, "Yes. Yes", "My thoughts exactly", and even, "I just wish I had written this".

Hold on World!  

Women don't care about men's vulgarity? Yes, we do. Dirty men, hurt women.  Please care about that.  All men are course?  Oh, please, please don't believe this damaging view.  Men are NOT inherently raw and crass. We should not be callously expecting it of them. A man who is filthy has chosen to be filthy. And men could, instead, choose to be moral and refined.

I think that this misunderstanding deserves a little dive into God's doctrines....

In the first place, we are children of Deity. The soul of man is born of God. Our spiritual heritage is that of loving truth and good. Even though we are living away from Him now, yearnings to follow God are "still deep in our souls". (2) 

God's perfect plan was for us, His spirit children, to come to earth and receive a physical body. This body of ours is a wonderful gift.  It is the temple of our eternal spirit come from God.  Some believe that a body is a liability and that we bow to its desires, but this is not true. Because we have a physical body, we are MORE like our Heavenly Father, not less. (3)

The Fall brought us into a world that is "natural"-- meaning that there is opposition from an adversary who hates God's plan and covets our bodies.  Because of this antagonism, there are opportunities for us to sin, but don't forget, also boundless opportunity for good.  While temptation makes our bodies vulnerable to or subject to temptations of the flesh, that vulnerability does not define children of God.

I am uncomfortable with the erroneous idea that our trial in life is to be ever-taming and keeping at bay what some say are inborn desires of our physical bodies. That sounds like the description of an animal, not a child of God. 

We must remember that "Jesus was also a Being of flesh and spirit, but yielded not to temptation." (4)  It was never designed that man should naturally do and love evil. (5) Instead, it is natural for the child of God to be influenced by the Spirit of God. (6)

Our bodies are not some force ruling over us that we can't beat-- there is always choice. We are agents unto ourselves. (7) We can decide how to respond to temptations and inclinations.  A boorish man has nurtured and coddled the raw and unworthy.  But, the polite and respectful man has cultured what is clean.  "It is just as easy to keep the commandments of God as it is to break them." (8)  "The natural man is the earthy man who has allowed rude animal passions to overshadow his spiritual inclinations." (9) "The natural man is a man who is functioning without the Spirit or the Holy Ghost". (10)  

Our bodies are so precious that they were bought with a price-- the sinless suffering and death of Jesus Christ. (11)  And "...every appetite, desire, propensity, and impulse of the natural man may be overcome by and through the His Atonement." (12)

Every single one.

So there.  It is worse than misguided to just accept that men talk this way and act this way. 

Men of God do not. 


So that begs a look at one more response to the candidate and his video-- "Hey, He apologized.  Everyone makes mistakes".

For which I respond with all sorts of grateful knowing, "Yes. We do make mistakes", and I am grateful to know that because of the precious sacrifice of Jesus Christ, woman and men can change.  And I am thankful that who we were, doesn't have to be who we are. (13) 

Let God engage in the repentance process of individuals and, Him alone, be the judge of ultimate salvation. But, I do have a responsibility.  And that is to judge the things around me everyday so that I know how to act. (14)  When entering the polls to choose the leader of the free world, I have to ask myself to consider the character of someone who has those kinds of unrefined and immoral thoughts and words.

(1) Jan Morgan
(2) Jeffrey Holland, "Christ and the New Covenant", pg 205-7
(3) "The Sanctity of the Body", Susan Tanner, GC Oct 2005
(4) DTodd Christofferson, "That They May Be One in Us". GC Apr 2002   (Mosiah 15:5)
(5) Brigham Young, J of D, 9:305
(6) Brigham Young, J of D 6:330
(7) D and C 58:28
(8) Joseph Fielding Smith, New Era, July 1972, page 23
(9) Spencer W Kimball, "Ocean Currents and Family Influences", Ensign, June 1984
(10) Spencer W Kimball, "Ocean Currents and Family Influences", Ensign, June 1984
(11) 1 Corinthians 6:20
(12) We Believe In Being Chaste", DAB, GC Apr 2013
(13) Elder Renlund, April 2015 GC talk, "Latter-day Saints Keep on Trying"
(14) Dallin Oaks, "Judge Not and Judging, Mar 1998, BYU Devotional

Friday, April 8, 2016

Marriage = The Work of The Father Continued

I am shoulder-deep in thinking about marriage and family right now. For nearly one year I have been working on our Stake's strengthening the family fair, "Family Strong",  with the objective of sharing with our Stake and her communities why Latter-day Saints "do" family.  As a result, the societal goal of strong families has rested heavy on my mind and heart.

A scripture has really stood out to me doctrinally: "...it is the opportunity and responsibility of wives (and husbands) to 'multiply and replenish the earth...(and) to fulfill the promise which was given by (The) Father"... (to exalt) His children."  He continues, "That they might bear the souls of men; for herein is the work of The Father continued." (132:62)

Let's explore, "herein is the work of The Father continued".  

We know that God's work is the immortality and eternal life of His children (Moses 1:39) and in the scripture above, God stated that the work of family is to continue His saving work.  This makes family a loving, teaching, caring bridge, from God's arms premortally to God's arms eternally.  These relationships are covenanted partnerships to love and care for each other, back into the presence of the Lord.

Now I think most people get this in regards to children that come to a union.  But what of the union itself? 

It's a no-brainer question. Marriage is the foundation of the family and the responsibilities to each other are the same.  The civil marriage ceremony gets it right-- a couple is to love, honor, cherish through sickness and health and whatever befalls it, for the entirety of life.  And beyond that, the Gospel teaches that "...marriages are meant to last forever." ("In Praise of Those Who Save", Elder Uchtdorf, GC April 2016)

Vows have purpose in contracting a man and a women into the saving work of God. That means that a married person's first concern in life is the care and happiness of his spouse.  At the altar we promise our most sincere efforts for safe delivery of that partner back to our Heavenly Father.

This idea breathes new meaning for me into Dietrich Bonhoeffer's "Letters and Papers from Prison" where he states that: “Marriage is more than your love for each other. … In your love you see only the heaven of your own happiness, but in marriage you are placed at a post of responsibility towards the world and mankind. Your love is your own private possession, but marriage is more than something personal—it is a status, an office.” (as quoted by, "Why Marriage, Why Family?", Elder Christofferson, GC April 2015)

You see, your happiness and even your own "private possession of love" belongs to you, but marriage is different.  In the marital covenant you are standing at a post of responsibility, in a status or office to that spouse.  You are the guardian of their feelings, comfort, and care.  You are like a soldier at the castle's walls defending and protecting your spouse. You are the servant caring for needs and being ever solicitous.  You are the garden staff making life beautiful. You are, in every unselfish way, continuing the work of The Father for your beloved.

The scriptures share descriptions of what a couple aspires to and owes to one another:

Genesis 2:18 "It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him an help meet for him." Genesis 2:24 "Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh."
D and C 42:22 "Thou shalt love thy wife with all thy heart, and shalt cleave unto her and none else."
1 Corinthians 11:11 "Nevertheless neither is the man without the woman, neither the woman without the man, in the Lord."
Ephesians 5:25,28 "Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ also loved the church, and gave himself for it; So ought men to love their wives as their own bodies. He that loveth his wife loveth himself;  For this cause shall a man leave his father and mother, and shall be joined unto his wife, and they two shall be one flesh; let every one of you in particular so love his wife even as himself; and the wife see that she reverence her husband."


It is good to remember that marriages are a "faith-based work" -- meaning that we go into it, quite probably naive, but with a heart full of hope in Christ. In times of trouble, we seem to think that we were promised a healthy, long life of happiness and security with a best friend.  No.  What we were promised was a probationary state.  What we were promised was an opportunity to prove, test, refine, and sanctify a marriage relationship so that it will last into the eternities-- celestially.

Elder Jensen said, "None of us knows when we marry what life will bring in terms of health challenges, financial setbacks, or even transgressions. Giving ourselves to one another in an eternal marriage is an unconditional giving of the whole person for the whole journey. In an eternal marriage, the thought of ending what began with a covenant between God and each other simply has little place. When challenges come and our individual weaknesses are revealed, the remedy is to repent, improve, and apologize, not to separate or divorce. When we make covenants with the Lord and our eternal companion, we should do everything in our power to honor the terms. (Marlin K. Jensen, “A Union of Love and Understanding,” Ensign, Oct. 1994, 47)

Elder Packer confirmed, "Marriage is not without trials of many kinds. These tests forge virtue and strength. The tempering that comes in marriage and family life produces men and women who will someday be exalted." (Boyd K. Packer, “Marriage,” Ensign, May 1981, 13)

Marriage trouble and divorce is rooted in selfishness.  It is when one or both spouses have taken their eyes off of the care of their partner and have turned them squarely to themselves. The common justifications are me-centered: "I'm not happy anymore.  I haven't been happy for a while.  I don't love you anymore."

Whoa, slow down, Buster.  You promised.

"When one accepts the conditions and obligations of this eternal partnership, he must realize that failure here is almost total failure. Whatever his successes may be in other fields of activity, if a man fails to discharge the obligations imposed by the eternal covenant, the appalling penalty will be the loss of celestial glory, accompanied by responsibility for the losses sustained by those with whom he made the contract and for whom he is responsible." (Hugh B. Brown, “The LDS Concept of Marriage,” Ensign, Jan. 1972, 60)

One might ask, what happens when one partner is still in it, but the spouse is giving up?  I don't know.  It's hard.  But my gut is that you should view it in the same way that you would a prodigal, rebellious child.  Stay. Try. Turn on your total unselfishness, even though you are wounded, too.  Look outward.  Be committed.  Take care of them.  Show them love. Extend mercy.  Be patient.  Take the long view.  Wait it out.  Repent of your own weakness.  Pour on compassion and caring.  Trust that God loves this partnership more than you do and He will help.  Remember that don't have to do it alone.  Marriage is the great trifecta--You will always have Christ.

I watched a video on the Internet recently where the woman was speaking with candor about a husband's trouble.  Paraphrased, she said, "If I leave, then he deals with this alone, or else the problem transfers to another."  I heard in her words, "I can’t do that because he is my covenanted duty and responsibility."   I heard her imply that she felt the obligation to care for him and not delegate that to anyone else.  That during the time that he was weak, she saw herself as the custodian of their covenant.

This is so beautiful to me.  I think it is realistic. There might possibly be times when one carries the covenant, and times when the other takes a turn.  But they do it with this as the goal-- an eventual heaven with two healthy adults whose number one objective is the happiness and salvation of each other.  Marriage equals the work of The Father continued.  We have got to hold on tight.