It's often said that a teacher gets more out of her lesson than do her students. I can't argue with that. With the preparation, and hopefully the prayer and thought put into it, it would be nearly impossible for those listening and participating to come away with the same level of insights.
Monday, December 1, 2008
Posted by Mina at 4:07 PM
Monday, October 27, 2008
My kids fight sometimes. Do yours? If you want to know, numbers 3 and 4 are fighting horribly lately. It's discouraging. I try reasoning, punishing, humor, mediating, and sometimes even letting them have at it. Nothing makes a difference. They may stop and make up for the moment, but a day, or an hour, later, they're right back at it. I am commanded to not let my children contend one with another. I guess I'm not doing a fabulous job keeping up with that one. Really, though, as a mom, if it's not one concern it's certain to be another.
Posted by Mina at 9:42 PM
Friday, October 17, 2008
Posted by Mina at 7:50 AM
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
I am aware that the theme of this particular blog is by nature subject to some level of cheesiness. I still feel the need to make the disclaimer that this post feels particularly cheesy, and even a bit trite. This story is not an uncommon one. It's often heard in LDS testimony meetings and Relief Society lessons, told from varying viewpoints. My version will be no more meaningful than the previous tales to anyone, but me.
Posted by Mina at 7:18 PM
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Perhaps I should feel embarrassed to admit that I have only a few times in my life prayed more earnestly for something than I once prayed against something.
Posted by Mina at 8:40 PM
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Our family is moving to Idaho next month. It was a difficult decision to make to leave Southern California, as we have most of our extended family here. But for business reasons, and also for some family reasons, we feel like this is what will be best. We are excited. It will be a big adventure.
Posted by Mina at 2:24 PM
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
When Larry and I got married, we were both students. Needless to say, money was a rare commodity. Of course, our needs and financial commitments were no where near what they'd someday be, so there was a little extra freedom there.
Our first baby was born just before our 10 month anniversary. We purchased rocking chair and a changing table, and Larry's parents gave us a crib. That was about all we had. My sister-in-law lent us a new-born sized basket for a bassinet, and we bought a lightly used infant car seat from a friend of hers for 10 or 15 dollars. Other than shower gifts, most clothes were handed down. We were very grateful.
I think our daughter was only a few weeks old when a highway patrolman in our congregation approached my father-in-law, who was bishop at the time, about a high chair he'd found while on duty. It was brand-new and in it's box and laying in the middle of the freeway. They'd sat on it a while, as I remember, and no one had come to claim it. He wanted to know if Dad knew of anyone who could use it. And of course he did.
I hadn't been looking for a high chair yet, but I certainly knew that it was going to be a stretch for us to get one. I was so excited when we were told about this one. I immediately began calling it our high chair from heaven. I can't say I'd have picked it out, but it was new and sturdy, and worked for all four of my kids.
I seems like a small thing now, but at the time, it was enormous. I truely felt that we were being watched out for.
Posted by Mina at 10:38 PM