Don’t Forsake Me, Oh My Darling – 10/14/2018

Yessir, I watched “High Noon” last weekend. Gary Cooper, Grace Kelly and an internal struggle played out on screen. Loved it.

Newsy Update:

A few weeks back, Bro. Corbett was released from the high council and Bro. Holmes was called to replace him. Given that we work closely with the HC, it has been very informative to see the different styles and MO’s. They have usually attended our weekly meetings and bring lots of experience that helps.

When my mom was visiting, she picked a crock-pot out for me, per Mimi’s birthday gift to me. Since then, its been a delight to use. I’ve made stuffing, beans, more beans, scalloped potatoes, and more beans. I (obviously) love legumes, and love being able to start cooking them, and not have to worry about them at all. And the seasoning and potatoes turned out good as well.

Wednesday, I went with Daniela and Robert to Salt Lake City to eat at The Eklektic. Wow! That was the best steak I’ve had in a long time. A nice cut of meat, with tamarindo, blue cheese, and caramelized onions. Dessert for me was crepes with ice cream. Daniela is the regional director for ISI and we met the ISI chapter president of Utah State at the restaurant to discuss upcoming events.

Thursday after work I attended a lecture given by Arthur Brooks. His books sound quite interesting, and I plan on checking them out, but after all the hype I’d heard, I was admittedly disappointed. I didn’t feel like any new ideas had been presented or important thoughts shared. That said, Arthur Brooks (President of AEI) gives 170+ speeches annually, and is an engaging orator. Afterwards, I joined some ISI members (again) and we discussed some parts of the speech at SLAB Pizza. ISI has been an integral part of my college education, and I appreciate likewise their willingness, nay, insistence, on always picking up the tab.

Due to an upcoming tax deadline, I had work off on Friday. After my classes ended, I picked up Tanner and we played the Executive Course at Eastbay. He had the shot of the day with a nice 45 ft. sharply downhill putt to save par. I did nearly usurp that on the last hole, but my 60+ ft eagle putt lipped out. It was nice to spend that time with him and enjoy the remaining good weather.

Saturday morning I started and couldn’t put down Stanley Crawford’s A Garlic Testament: Seasons on a Small New Mexico Farm. Folks, that is the dream. The evening was spent working at the BYU football game.

Sunday night, I again went to sing at the assisted nursing home. I was accompanied by some friends, and we enjoyed our time, with the residents imparting greater joy to us, than we could possible share with them. We went to the memory ward, and when we left, a resident walked, arm in arm with me to the end of the hallway, before bidding us farewell, knowing that she couldn’t go out the door. It was tough to fathom.

 

Meaningful Moments

With three classes focusing on Family History, I’ve had plenty of opportunities to do research, and my love for this field continues to grow. I’ve “met” my 4x great-grandfather Cyrus Bullard, who besides caring for his farm, raised honeybees on the side. I’ve become emotional thinking about another great-great-great grandfather, Ellison Scott, dying at age 44, leaving behind his family, all due to an abscessed tooth. I’ve imagined the life of an uncle, George Kingsbury, who stayed single into his early thirties, before marrying and raising a couple daughters. By 70, he was a widower and still working, laboring in a factory, pressing hats.

I can’t help but ask, what were their struggles and trials? What did they dream of? What would they think of their ancestors now?

My former mission comp, Vitor Brito let me know of a convert, Jose Fernando that went to the temple for the first time. Quick recap: Elder Brito and I worked relentlessly and perfectly obediently for five weeks with no results. The last week of the transfer we decided to try a new area, about 90 minutes away by bus, and on the beach, as many of the cities residents were going there for the holidays. We made the trip, and almost immediately were led to Jose Fernando. When we knocked, he had been praying that God would show him the true church. Jose would be a great example to me in his desire and diligence in following Jesus Christ. Despite the long travel time, he would often arrive first at the chapel. Now, he traveled a far greater distance, a roughly 14 hour bus ride to arrive at the temple in Sao Paulo.

To see how far he has come has been a true inspiration. I am so thankful to have met this amazing man, and to see him reach another milestone in his life.

February 2017

October 2018

 

Sometimes playing the organ, I wonder what other people think of my oft-repeated hymns, as I play what I am familiar and comfortable with. During testimony meeting, an elder returning to activity, bore his testimony, in his words, for the first time in years. The catalyst was the hymn, “Israel, Israel, God is Calling,” which I play quite often. He related how he gained his testimony after praying and reading the book of Mormon for months, without a clear answer, he went on a youth trip to the Kirtland Temple. There, he learned about how angels visited on the day of dedication, and many other miracles, etc.

In this hymn, there is a line, “and angels are descending to visit the earth!” This reminded him quite powerfully of his conversion experience, and he bore pure testimony of the reality of our Heavenly Father, his love for us, and the plan that God has for each one of us, His children. It was amazing to hear, and the answer was quite clear, that yes, its ok to play the same hymns over and over again, as God’s ways are higher than ours.

 

One thought on “Don’t Forsake Me, Oh My Darling – 10/14/2018”

  1. Hi Hunter,

    I always enjoy your letters–lots of information and lots of fun to read. Nice that you and Tanner got together to play golf. I used to play before I met Uncle David. I wasn’t good, but I had fun and it was exercise walking around the course. I had a bright orange golf bag–couldn’t miss me at all!! I ended up giving my clubs and bag to my girlfriend after Uncle David and I were married. He just didn’t care for the game at all. Sometimes I wish I still played, but that’s o.k. I’m not about to start again.

    I love my crockpot as well. Years ago, Mimi sent me money (they were in Florida at the time) to buy a crockpot. I sent it back to her, because I said I would never use one. Well, just before i moved to New Pond, I bought one. Used it once. Now I use it quite frequently, more in the winter months though. If I buy a barbecued chicken, after I’ve had a meal or two and then make chicken salad with the remainder (saving some for the soup), I put the carcass in the post along with celery, onions, carrots and seasonings and let it cook for 8 to 10 hours. It makes the best broth. Then I take the veggies that I used in that soup and puree them and freeze them for future beef stews. The pureed veggies help thicken the soup and no thickening agent is needed. I have some chicken soup in my freezer now. I also have a friend here who reaps some of my cooking which he thoroughly enjoys.

    Last night I had five friends in for dinner. I cooked a center cut pork roast, roasted potatoes, green beans from my garden, beets from a farmstand, salad, homemade cloverleaf rolls and salad. My friend Helen made an awesome apple pie, and I gave four of the guests the remaining pie. We also had vanilla bean ice cream with it. I have two chops left, and I think I’ll have a friend come to dinner on Tuesday night to finish that meal. I have some nice Syrian pastries we can have for dessert along with a scoop of ice cream. My mouth is watering already. I haven’t eaten breakfast.

    I just tossed some clothes in the washing machine. Actually, I used the two of them in our laundry room. No one on this end will be doing laundry this morning, so I figured I’d get it all done in one fell swoop. Then I am going to have a foot massage and them my knitting group. Great way to start of the morning.

    It’s been a month since I went to Uncle David’s ship reunion, and I haven’t posted any pictures yet. I still have to download them to my picture folder. Life gets very busy, that’s for sure.

    Now while I am waiting for the laundry to finish washing, I will put away my dishes in the dishwasher. I wasn’t going to run the machine until this morning but decided to do it last night. Good choice for sure.

    Take care, continue enjoying your busy life, and know that I love you tons.

    Love to everyone.

    Love, Aunt Shirley

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