Why blog?

I've been thinking a lot about this lately.  People blog for so many different reasons:  

• To make money.
• For fame.
• To show off, pride.
• For family history.
• To keep in touch with family and friends.
• Just for the fun of it.
• Because they like to write.
• To send messages to friends, family, or posterity.

So, the real question is, why do I blog?  The answer is complex for me.  I blog because it relieves me of my guilt for not journaling and scrapbooking.  I blog because I want my family and friends to get to know me and my family.  I want my posterity to know me as a person.  

I blog because I am a writer at heart.  I am always composing essays in my head.  Weird, I know.  Entries come from experiences I want to share, ideas I want to communicate, and achievements or people I want to herald.  Once in a great while I will write something in hopes that a particular someone will read it.  But mostly, I blog for myself.  Add in a dash of I want my extended family to know me and my gang.  And a heaping spoonful of family history and you've got me.

Why do you blog?

Comparisons

"One of these things is not like the other.  Which one is it?  Do you know?"

We learn early on to compare and contrast things in our physical world.  And, somewhere along the line, we begin to compare people.  Then, eventually, ourselves.  I've been thinking a lot about this lately.  In general, we look to others, to comparisons, to define who we are.  Am I prettier or uglier?  Fatter or skinnier?  Talented?  Intelligent?  Capable?  Spiritual?  I fell into this trap when I went to BYU.  In Texas I was a big fish in a small pond.  At BYU I was a little fish in a massive sea of talented, smart, spiritual, amazing over achievers.  I compared myself to my peers.  And, according to my measurements, I was mediocre.  It's funny though.  If you look at what it takes to get into BYU I should have thought of myself as the cream of society.  Don't get me wrong, I'm not putting down other colleges.  But, people really have to work hard to get into BYU.  These people are not the slackers.  It really is okay to be mediocre cream.

As a child I looked at people as taking slots of society.  Once someone is "the cheerleader" then that slot is taken.  I would compare myself with my 6 living older siblings and tick off, smart -- taken, beauty queen -- taken,  cheerleader -- taken, stylish -- taken, super pianist -- taken, beautiful voice -- taken, hilarious -- taken, computer whiz -- taken.  As an adult I see a similar propensity among the women around me and myself.  It is easy to look at the ward and neighborhood and say, spiritual giant -- taken, crafty -- taken, capable -- taken, great teacher -- taken, talented -- taken, beautiful house -- taken, gardener -- taken, spectacular mother -- taken, taken, taken, taken, taken.  What I wish we could all see is that these comparisons are ludicrous!  Sister "A" may be a good teacher, but so is Sister C.  Sister F is really musical.  Yet, does that mean Sisters X, Y and Z are not?  It means nothing of the kind.

Each person is a constellation of beautiful strengths and weaknesses.  Every person is amazing and unique.  And, what I want to remember myself is, it is important to be me.  It doesn't matter what someone else can or cannot do.  What is important is if I can do something better than I could a week ago, a month ago, or a lifetime ago.  What matters is if I am getting better.  What matters is if I am learning and growing.  The only person we should compare ourselves to is our own self.

Love yourself.  Dare to be unique.

What Color is Your Crayon?

My interests and colors span the entire rainbow.  I love the cheerful playful hues of yellow and orange.  I love the earthy calm of browns and greens.  I can't get enough of the babbling brooks and majestic oceans of blue.

But, as I can only choose one, I choose red.  I have to give honorable mention to pink.  I can squeak it in under the guise of a "light red."  I love pink.  I love the femininity and playful sweetness of pink.

Why does red speak to me?  How does it represent who I am?

Red is...

adventurous, always thinking ahead.

brave, bold, and can take a hit.

prepared.

takes chances.

enjoys drama and the finer things in life.

dignified and royal.  I am a daughter of Heavenly heritage.

I like red because it is fire.  I am a pyromaniac at heart.

It is romantic.

It is hearts and flowers,

and passion,

and that little red dress I've always wanted (including the body to go with it).

Red is the color of life - of flowers

and blood (our life force).

Red roars as a symbol of womanhood.

It is the safety of a beloved sweater.

It is the comfort of wonderful foods like strawberries,

watermelon,

spicy peppers,

and all foods Italian (pizza, lasagna, spaghetti, ravioli, etc.).

Red is Valentines,

patriotism,

fireworks, 

and Christmas.

Red is me.

What color is your crayon?

Fear

It's funny.  The length of time that passes between entries correlates to my concern about what to write.  When I write every day I figure it doesn't really matter what I write.  I figure the entries that are sub par or uninteresting will get lost in the shuffle.  Every day that passes makes me think that the entry needs to be profound or something.  I have a couple of such in mind for the future.

I used to study the scriptures voraciously and methodically.  I would take notes and study topics in depth.  I have hopes to get back into it.  I ran into some notes while I was preparing a lesson for Relief Society.  The topic has been pressing on my mind.  So, here is the summation.

This topic was spurred from Moses 1:20-22.  Moses received a great gift.  He saw Christ.  He saw the world and all of it's inhabitants throughout the ages.  Then, as he was left alone to ponder these things, Satan came and commanded him to worship him.

  20 And it came to pass that Moses began to fear exceedingly; and as he began to fear, he saw the bitterness of hell.  Nevertheless, calling upon God, he received strength, and he commanded, saying: Depart from me, Satan, for this one God only will I worship, which is the God of glory.

  21 And now Satan began to tremble, and the earth shook; and Moses received strength, and called upon God, saying: In the name of the Only Begotten, depart hence, Satan.

  22 And it came to pass that Satan cried with a loud voice, with weeping, and wailing, and gnashing of teeth; and he departed hence, even from the presence of Moses, that he beheld him not.

 

It is remarkable to me that even this great prophet felt fear.  He had just been in the presence of Christ.  But, he still felt fear when faced with opposition on this earth.  The key is that he called upon God and received strength.

Genesis 26:24 says, "...fear not, for I am with thee, and will bless thee..."  Jehovah, Jesus Christ, is the great I AM.  So, from the beginning of time God has promised to be with us.

The Bible Dictionary says, "...fear is spoken of as something unworthy of a child of God, something that “perfect love casteth out”(1 John 4:18)...Sin destroys that feeling of confidence God’s child should feel in a loving Father, and produces instead a feeling of shame and guilt. Ever since the Fall God has been teaching men not to fear, but with penitence to ask forgiveness in full confidence of receiving it.

Here are some supporting references. 

Isaiah 41:10  Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness. 

Numbers 14:9  "...the Lord is with us; fear them not."

2 Kings 6:16  "Fear not:  for they that be with us are more than they that be with them."

Psalms 27:1  "The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?  The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?"

Psalms 55:4  "...I will not fear what flesh can do to me."

Jeremiah 23:4  "and they shall fear no more, nor be dismayed, neither shall they be lacking, saith the Lord."

2 Timothy 1 :7  "For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power; and of love, and of a sound mind."

1 John 4:18  "There is no fear in love; but perfect love (THE perfect love is the pure love of Christ) casteth out fear; because fear hath torment.  He that feareth is not made perfect in love.

Doctrine & Covenants 50:41-42  "Fear not, little children, for you are mine, and I have overcome the world, and you are of them that my Father hath given me;  And none of them that my Father hath given me shall be lost."

It is so easy to get caught in the snare of fear.  Fear of man.  Fear of the future.  Fear that we won't measure up.  Fear that something will happen.  Fear that it won't.  Fear of losing.  Fear of winning.  Fear of what others will say.  Fear of what others are thinking.  Fear of failure.  Fear of dieing.  Fear of living.  Fear.  Fear.  Fear.  Fear.  Fear.  Fear.  The focus has got to be on having an eternal perspective.  Lean on the Savior.  Rely on HIS eternal knowledge and strength.  Fear (or reverence) God, keep the commandments and endure to the end.  Remember 2 Timothy 1:7.  I/we have been given power, love and a sound mind.  The great I AM is on our side as long as we call on him.  We can draw strength from Him just like Moses did and conquer our many trials.