Sunday, September 28, 2008

The Man of My Dreams



















Please excuse me for being a little personal here, but this is my journal as well as a blog. I have had these thoughts and the desire to get them in writing for quite some time now. Today I am feeling particularly blessed and "in the mood" to write. I want to pay tribute to my wonderful husband of 37 years. He truly is the man of my dreams!
Though our life together has had lumps and bumps and hills and valleys, this great man has led our family with dignity, faith, and humor through the trials that we know are a necessary facet of this life on earth! I love him for his great faith in Jesus Christ. I love his practical application of the principles of the gospel and the undying faith he has always exhibited even in times of great physical pain! He has taken each trial as an opportunity to exercise his agency...realizing that he could feel sorry for himself or forge on and become a better person as a result of that trial! Thankfully he has always chosen the higher road. His study of Christ's gospel restored on the earth today has instilled in him an unshakable testimony of its truth and divinity. He has learned first hand that Heavenly Father's promises are sure upon obedience to His commandments. I have learned so much from him and together we have done our best to raise a righteous family. Greg LOVES being a dad...and being a grandpa?..well that is just the icing on the perfect cake! I love to watch him spend time with his grandkids! He thinks they are just about perfect, and I'll have to agree with that! He is so proud of each one of his children, their spouses, and his grandkids.

I am grateful for Greg's willingness to accept callings from Heavenly Father... including the one he currently holds as our Stake President...and to do it to the very best of his ability! I love and appreciate his devotion to teaching correct principles even when they are not "popular" or welcomed by some. That takes great courage but I see our Stake moving forward and doing better as a result of many members who realize the counsel he gives is not his own, but from the Lord. Their lives are enriched and blessed just as the Savior has promised and then they lift and enrich the lives of others. I'm sure that as much as Heavenly Father and the Savior love us, they must become very frustrated when we are proud and rebellious and do not want to change our ways. I have learned from my husband that repentance is an every day process and the more we learn, the more we realize how dependant we are on our Savior, Jesus Christ and His atoning sacrifice. We truly are "less than the dust of the earth" without Him.

I love the fact that no matter how busy he gets, he always makes time for me and his so sensitive to my needs. We laugh and have a great time together. He pitches in and helps with the cooking and clean-up, too! And of course, I have already touted his great "green thumb"! He tells me every day how much he loves me and then shows it by his actions. Can a woman ask for much more than that! I think not!

I love and respect the "balance" he seems to have in his life. He truly is a happy person in all that he does. He is a marvelous employee for his company...very respected and has been given more and more responsibility because of his honesty and analytical abilities. His customers love him because he tells them the truth and not always what they would like to hear. They love him because he knows what it is like to "sit on the other side of the desk." He loves to play racquetball and is excellent at it! And, of course, he will always be a rancher/cowboy at heart! Though we no longer live on the ranch in Park Valley, it will always be "home" and his love for and understanding of horses is amazing! We all love (including all the grandkids) his horse, Baxter, and are so happy that he is out of pain and able to work cattle again. Though he can't be out at the ranch and helping as often as he would like, we go quite often and in the meantime, he has many customers and friends who LOVE his help and expertise with every phase of their cattle operations. How he fits all of this into his life with such balance is a wonder to me!

Greg, I love you more than there are words to express. You have always been and continue to be the man of my dreams! Thank you for the past 37 years and a glorious forever!

Love,
Wendy

2008 General Relief Society Meeting from Salt Lake

I just have to quickly mention how much I enjoyed the General Relief Society Meeting Saturday night, Sept. 27th. I asked my wonderful new friend, Janet, whom I am training at work, to go with me. She used to be in the 2nd Ward which is part of our stake and I knew there would be many ladies there that she knew. It was wonderful to have her with me and how happy her old friends were to see her and she them! Dad made it back from his business trip to Nevada and from a stop in Park Valley on the way home in time to attend the meeting as well. I LOVE to be with him and miss him so much when he is gone. I picked Janet up and Dad met us there. We were all invited to bring canned goods and lightly used coats from home to donate to SEICA. It was very successful and lots of fun to help box things up for transport to their destination. We visited and enjoyed each other and worked on the project for about an hour and then listened to the broadcast in the chapel. Every talk was inspiring and motivating. I love the whole General Relief Society Presidency! They are each so committed to the gospel and each brings a unique spirit with them. President Uchtdorf's words of encouragement were the perfect ending to a perfect evening! I can't wait to read the talks again. Janet, I know you felt the "fire" of the gospel once again! Thanks so much for going with me. I love you and treasure your friendship!

Fun with the Teichert family!

I can't believe I forgot my camera Thursday night, Sept 25th, when we headed up to Idaho Falls to watch Regan play soccer and visit with the family! DJ probably wasn't sorry because I am a picture-taking fool when I have it, but I wanted to post updated pictures of the kids. I'll remember next time and hopefully Cindy and DJ will get their new computer up and running before long. Cindy took lots of pictures that night! I hadn't seen the babies for a few weeks and was absolutely amazed with how much they have grown and how responsive they are now! Truly darling little people! They were both so good at the soccer game and allowed Grandpa and me to love and enjoy them. It was lots of fun to watch Regan play soccer...the girl can RUN when she puts her mind to it! (She is a gazelle like her mom!) She did some great defending! After the game we came home and got the twins in their jammie's and fed them while Cindy helped the other kids. DJ promptly went to work cleaning up the kitchen from dinner since we had to leave for the soccer game at 6:00 p.m. It takes everyone to help things go smoothly and I can't imagine how Cindy does it all when DJ is away with his Bishop duties! We are sure it is a "circus" sometimes (a not quite so entertaining one for Cindy) but where there is sacrifice, there are also many blessings! I loved listening to Morgan read the scriptures to Jordyn before bed. So sweet...and what a good reader she is! Cindy says the babies are sleeping through the night for the most part now. (Hope I don't jinx the deal by making mention of it here! ha ha!) Anyway, we had a great time! Oh, we took Jordy her birthday present as they are leaving for Cokeville on Wednesday and will be celebrating her special day with Grandma and Grandpa T! I am sure G&G Teichert are so excited to be with Jordy on her 5th birthday! Have a special day, honey! We love you very much!

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Fun with Lori, Brad and the Kids!

You go, Todd! Now this is a scouter! We are so proud of you!
Keep it up!
Jack and Dad!
Todd and Kate singing their Primary Sacrament Meeting songs!
Todd reciting his part for the program! Great job!
Kate reciting her parts for the program! Such good memorizers!
Little Jack sound asleep!

After Julie left about 4:00 pm on Sept 20th, Greg and I jumped in the car and headed to Rupert to stay overnight and visit with Lori, Brad and kids. Todd and Kate had their Primary Children's Sacrament Meeting on Sunday and Greg was scheduled to speak in two wards. Hence, we could not be there for the actual program. But, not wanting to miss out all together, we drove over and spent the evening visiting and letting the kids say their parts, sing their songs , and play the piano for us. What wonderful kids. What a wonderful family! We had a great time visiting and catching up and also enjoyed going out to dinner at their newly remodeled restaurant in Rupert. We also enjoyed seeing the remodeling that Brad is doing in order to make another bathroom in their home. You are amazing, Brad! After staying overnight, we got up early and headed back to Blackfoot for Sunday meetings. Thanks, Brad and Lori, for a great time. Each time we have the opportunity to be with any of our children's families, we are more grateful than ever for the gospel of Jesus Christ and your choices to adhere to its principles. We love you all very much! Thank you for bringing so much peace into our "golden years!"
(Julie, I think I finally figured out how to do pictures and post them correctly! Are you proud of me?)

Julie and Kids Visit Grandma and Grandpa!

I LOVE this picture!




Love my brothers!!!



The next "Julia Child"!

Hi, Baxter!

Hey, I was here first and now I'm squished!
Ooooo I just love him!!!!

It feels so good!



Julie and the kids came to visit last Friday night and Saturday. It was so good to see them all. We missed you, Stanton, but understood why you were unable to come...hopefully, next time! We hadn't seen Cannon since Brig's birthday and how he had changed! Isn't he just adorable? I don't think he has lost a bit of that black hair! I love this picture of Grandpa holding him!


As you can see, this is primarily a post of pictures that tell their own story...favorite things to do at Grandma and Grandpa's are as follows:
  • Play on Grandpa's saddle! (That happens many times during a visit!)
  • Dress-up! (Don't you love Lily's get-up?)
  • Go see Baxter! The lawn was being irrigated so it was too wet to get to him, but you can see him in the distance of the next picture.)

Julie, it was so fun to see you and the kids! There is nothing like visits from family. Thanks again!










Henderson Block Party 2008

Can I tell you all how much we love living on Henderson Drive? We have so many great neighbors and friends in this area. We have seen so many go out of their way to help and care for those in need. We have had a block picnic party for the last several years and it has always been a great opportunity to come together to visit and enjoy each other's company. The summer got away from us last year and we didn't have it...(it seems not to happen if we don't take the "bull by the horns" and get the ball rolling). Several people said they missed it, however, and hoped we would do it again. So September 11th, we met at the home of the Hames family who recently moved into the neighborhood. They bought the home where we have held the party for the last few years, and offered to have it there this year. Bless their hearts! They are a great young couple. It was a nice way to spend 9/11. That is always a reflective and somber day as we remember the tragedy of the terrorist attack at the Twin Towers. It is hard to believe that has now been 7 years ago! The love we feel in our neighborhood for one another is in stark contrast to the hatred and jealousy that precipitated that attack...but also a warm reminder of the way our country came together as a result.

Garden 2008!


I wish I'd have thought to take a picture of the garden when it was at it's prettiest, but you know me...a day late and a dollar short most of the time! This was taken the first part of September just at the end of the bean season. We had absolutely wonderful green beans this summer and nary a one went to waste! Greg and I would get up early in the morning and pick the beans and then set chairs out by the garden and snap them on the spot. It's so great to just chuck the little snapped-off ends right back into the garden! Greg has been the most amazing yard and garden tender this summer! He's always been good, but just extra wonderful this summer and how I appreciated it! I helped but he did the lions share of the work and allowed me to enjoy summer in spite of the heat that about kills me! It was such a joy to sit out on the patio or just look out the sliding door and see a beautifully manicured green lawn, and flowers or vegetables growing in all the beds. We had absolutely great zucchini and yellow summer squash, beautiful cucumbers, big tomatoes (though slow to ripen) and tons of beautiful red potatoes in addition to the abundant crop of beans. We also have some beautiful, sweet, big onions! Just not enough of them as so many of them killed out in the spring rains that came and didn't let up for a couple of weeks. I am not, however, complaining about the rain! Let that be said! All in all, it has been a crazy, fast and fun summer! Oh, I almost forgot to mention that we had an infestation of grubs in our lawn this summer that could have killed it out if it weren't for our good neighbor, Kreigh Perkes, who told us what was happening. I promptly went to CAL Ranch and bought the grub killer and grub control and Greg went to work treating the lawn. Do you remember the dandelion destroying "mission" Dad went on years ago? Well, he went after the grubs with the same fervor and they didn't have a chance! Within a month, the lawn was looking gorgeous again...actually better that it has looked for a couple of years. Word to the wise, if you see yellow patches on your lawn in spite of watering regularly, you've probably got grubs! Anyway, thanks to my "green-thumb" husband for all he does to keep my life sane!

Sunday, September 7, 2008

Who'd Have Thunk It?

"Then, using his very best Spanish accent, he said, "My ears are too beeg for my head. My head ees too beeg for my body. I am not a Siamese cat....I AM A CHIHUAHUA!"

Kyle Mayer, Mark Hudson, Ryan Hudson, Christy Hudson, Cade Bostwick
I think Ryan loves strawberries and whipped cream...what do you think?



It has become tradition that my Sunday School class kids come to a couple of parties a year at our home. My personal favorite is the Saturday morning breakfast parties...french toast or pancakes (and all the trimmings), scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, fruit and juice with games after. That was the plan for yesterday morning...breakfast and outdoor games on a beautiful and I mean BEAUTIFUL Saturday morning! Well, while the kids were waiting for me to put the final touches on breakfast, some of them noticed our stash of grandkids books in the living room and started to read them! You know, the Skippyjon Jones stories, and Diary of a Worm and Diary of a Spider! Before long, they were engrossed in them! I had to drag them away for breakfast, believe it or not! After eating until they were all ready to pop, I started to herd them outside for games, but oh, no! "Sister Rose, we love these books! Can we read them? " So, they read them and then asked me to read them out loud, ("gotta show us the pictures, though!" Okay?) So they sat around me or on the floor and I read all the books to them! My Spanish accent for Skippyjon is certainly not what Greg's is, so he finally consented to reading it as only he can do! It was great! I never realized how totally entertaining these books are for young and old alike! These kids didn't miss a picture or caption and laughed over everything! They were old enough to get all the subtle humor! Well, long story short, before we knew it, it was time for me to take them home. Were they disappointed they didn't get to play baseball? NOT AT ALL! They just kept thanking me and saying how much fun they had. Who'd Have Thunk it? Several of these kids will be moving on to the next class in January and I will miss them. They are such great young people. I am so proud of every one of them. They know the gospel, but best of all, they live it and love it! I have the best calling in the church! Thanks kids for making each Sunday such a pleasure. I love each one of you!

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Funeral address for Fern Rockwood

My dear counselor, Pres. Lloyd Rockwood, lost his mother on Monday to the effects of Alzheimer's disease. She was a lovely woman and she raised a wonderful family. Pres. Rockwood asked me to speak at the funeral on Saturday (today). I am including the text of my address for journaling purposes--don't feel compelled to read it!

Funeral address-Fern Rockwood funeral-September 6, 2008

The motivation for my remarks today comes from a brief excursion through the pages of recent news accounts. There, mingled with the ordinary reports of trouble, were several heart-warming accounts of human concern and unselfishness: a school group giving hard-earned vacation money to an ill classmate; a small group of miners losing their own lives in the futile attempt to save the lives of colleagues; a noble, unknown soul sacrificing his own life to rescue a stranger in peril.

These particular events were reported because they were exceptional. The news media, like history, often emphasizes that which is unusual or sensational. But as a noted historian reminded us, “history as usually written is quite different from history as usually lived. …” If the whole story were told, “we should have a much duller but more impartial view of the past and of man.” Behind what he called “the red facade of war and politics, misfortune and poverty, adultery and divorce, murder and suicide, were millions of unwritten, unheralded stories—of orderly homes, devoted marriages,” strong, loving families, and inspiring examples of goodness, courage, and kindness. In our own community—in our own neighborhoods, many such stories are played out every day, unreported and uncelebrated.

One such example we commemorate today: A wonderful woman, who, as her Master before her, “went about doing good,” raising an exemplary family, serving in a quiet, unassuming way, until she was cruelly overtaken with a devastating disease that, for all practical purposes, isolated her from the lives of her family and friends and confined her to a very restricted life about which precious little is known. In the ensuing years, her loving, devoted husband and family kept a watchful, tender vigil, ministering to needs, foregoing pleasures and many physical freedoms, uncomplainingly sacrificing personal desires to give help where it was needed. And now that family gathers at the funeral of their precious mother and bears thankful testimony that they have found in their period of lengthy affliction that Jesus Christ and His strength are sufficient for any need.

What motivates such people to unselfish, courageous actions? Are there wellsprings of strength and consolation accessible to those who suffer, or are alone, or afraid, or steeped in sin, or depressed? What is the source of the moral energy for good and lofty acts, particularly for unheralded acts?

The scriptures answer: “I say unto you that whatsoever is good cometh from God. …“If a man bringeth forth good works he hearkeneth unto the voice of the good shepherd, and he doth follow Him.” (Alma 5:40-41.)

As life’s difficulties threaten us, we have a crucial need for the consolation that comes from knowing that God is good, that He is near, that He understands, that He loves us, and that He has both the power and the will to help us and strengthen us for the realities of a world where sin and affliction exist.

Courage to meet these adversities comes from the quiet awareness of the nearness of a compassionate and competent Savior who Himself was not spared the most keen and intense suffering; who Himself drank of the bitter cup; who in fact took “upon Him [our] infirmities, [to the extent] that His bowels [were] filled with mercy…that He [could know] according to the flesh how to succor His people….” (Alma 7:12)

From this source—from God and Christ—wisdom and strength can be found that make endurance possible, and relationships generous and helpful, that lead to abundance of life here and to everlasting life hereafter. God indeed “tempers the wind to the shorn lamb,” and helps us to endure all things while maintaining integrity in the face of desperate situations.

Christ came that men might have life abundant and life eternal, and He declared that “this is life eternal, that they might know thee the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom thou hast sent.” (John 17:3)

And I testify that that knowledge is the most important treasure man can possess or seek. Through Jeremiah the Lord counseled, “…let him that glorieth glory in this, that he understandeth and knoweth me, that I am the Lord which exercise loving kindness, judgement, and righteousness, in the earth….” (Jer. 9:23-24)

All of the prophets taught this truth about God, and their prime purpose was to testify that He lives and to make His will known among men. Christ revealed the Father in his life and teachings and parables. Through His Son the Father was not only bringing salvation and making eternal life possible for all men, but was offering the ultimate opportunity for men to know God Himself.

The opportunity to “know the love of Christ which passeth knowledge” and thus to “be filled with all the fulness of God” (Eph. 3:19) is the source of the greatest comfort and consolation in this world, and the greatest motivating power for good.

How do we gain this indispensable knowledge? The scriptures are clear that the “works of the Lord, and the mysteries of his kingdom” can only “be understood by the power of the Holy Spirit, which God bestows on those who love Him, and purify themselves before Him; to whom He grants this privilege of seeing and knowing for themselves.” (D&C 76:114, 117)

What, then, is our course? God clearly points the way for all of us. If we would know Him, we must put off the “natural man” and become “as a child, submissive, meek, humble, patient, full of love, willing to submit to all things which [He] seeth fit to inflict upon [us], even as a child doth submit to his father.” (Mosiah 3:19)

Again He counsels: “…It shall come to pass that every soul who forsaketh his sins and cometh unto me, and calleth on my name, and obeyeth my voice, and keepeth my commandments, shall see my face and know that I am.” (D&C 93:1)

And finally this counsel: “They did fast and pray oft, and did wax stronger and stronger in their humility, and firmer and firmer in the faith of Christ, unto the filling their souls with joy and consolation, yea, even to the purifying and the sanctification of their hearts, which sanctification cometh because of their yielding their hearts unto God.” (Hel. 3:35)

We know that the Lord needs instruments of His love. He needs a Simon Peter to teach Cornelius, an Ananias to bless Paul, a humble bishop to counsel his people, a home or visiting teacher to go into the homes of the Saints, a father and mother to be parents to their children.

But it is also the privilege and the need of every child of God to seek and know for himself the comforting personal assurance that comes with confidence in the wisdom and character of a beloved Heavenly Father.

The solutions that we wish and pray for do not always come about. The power that remade Paul—that poured in love and washed out hostility and hate—did not save him from the brutality of Nero’s dungeon or a martyr’s death. In the midst of bitter trials, he wrote that Christ lived in him—that he had found the peace of God that passed all comprehension. Nothing, he confirmed, not tribulation, distress, persecution, famine, nakedness, peril, sword, death, life, angels, principalities, powers, things present, things to come, height, depth, nor any other creature, could separate him from the love of Christ—and the love of God. As Christ died on a cross, and won his victory; so to have his disciples and followers been subject to the brute forces and calamities of this world, yet through enduring faith they have shared and will share in that same victory.

Like Habakkuk of old, we may in our anguish feel that we could bear anything if we could only understand the divine purpose in what is happening. The ancient prophet learned that the righteous live by faith and that faith is not necessarily an easy solution to life’s problems. In its purest form, faith is unwavering confidence and trust in the character and purposes of God.

Later in his life, a faith-filled Habakkuk declared:
“Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vine; the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls.

“Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.

“The Lord God is my strength, and He will make my feet … to walk upon mine high places.” (Hab. 3:17-19)
I humbly witness that the restored gospel of Jesus Christ is not weight, it is wings. It can carry us through the dark times and help us to drink the bitter cup. It will be with us in the fiery furnace and the deep pit. It will accompany us to the hospital room and to the place of bereavement. It can guarantee us the presence of a Captain on the rough voyage. It is, in short, not the path to easy disposition of problems, but the comforting assurance of eternal light, by which we may see, and eternal warmth, by which we may feel. “The Lord is good: Blessed is the man that trusteth in Him.” (Ps. 34:8) I am grateful beyond words for my own precious and sacred witness of these truths which I humbly share with you in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Happy Birthday, Brigham!









Thursday night, August 28, was Brig's birthday. Mom and I headed to Logan right after work leaving a broken-hearted Greg behind who was stuck in a loan committee meeting. It was a quick trip down and back but Mom and I had lots of fun catching up on all the family happenings while driving! She just loves to attend every family function she possibly can and what a blessing she is in our family! We always enjoy seeing Dave and Judy and the grandmas but felt so bad for Grandma Barbara with her terrible black eyes!
As you can see, the tractor cake was so darling and Briggy was thrilled with it! Julie, you are quite the amazing cake baker and decorator! He loved blowing out the candles over and over! We are so grateful for this precious little boy and his present good health in spite of a serious heart problem. We love you, Brigham!
You will notice a picture or two without Chloe in them. She asked me if she could take pictures and would tell us who should be in each picture and how we should stand. Then upon taking the picture she would exclaim..."Oh, cute!!!!" I wonder where she has heard that? It was pretty cute and she may have a career ahead of her in photography!

"Turn Me Over....Awwwww, That Feels Good!!"


As promised, a little Jordy moment while sleeping in the guest bedroom (the blue room)!:
Jordyn spotted the heart-shaped rock Matt found out in Park Valley when he was young. He surprised his Dad with it for Father's Day, I believe, and it has been a family treasure ever since. It makes us laugh every time we look at it!(With its shape, it makes a fantastic door stop, too!) Printed on one side of the rock is "Turn Me Over...." and on the other side "Aw, That Feels Good"! Greg and I LOVE this rock and the Matt's sense of humor it so well represents. Jordyn was completely taken with its shape and wanted to know where we got it. She got such a kick out of the story and Saturday morning I heard her in the bedroom saying over and over: "Turn me over...Aw, that feels good!" I thought you'd get a kick out of this, Matt! I just had to preserve the memory and get this rock in our family history. I love this picture!