The impossible has happened: I just watched YouTube for the first time! (Note to self: Never say you are "never" going to do something - like say you will "never" watch YouTube!)
There is a file called "Mormon Messages" and it has some great videos on it.
I just watched several talks by Elder Uchtdorf - a true spiritual giant among us. My favorite is "Lift Where You Stand." Check it out at ww.youtube.com/watch?v=NoEO3pK4wN4.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
YOUTUBE Mormon Messages
Posted by Donna at 11:15 AM
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Hi, Donna. Thanks for the info about Youtube; I've heard of it but never knew what it was or how to find it.
Amen to your comment about Elder Uchtdorf. Thank Heaven for him (literally)! I especially like the concept of lifting where you stand. So many of us worry about world peace rather than making peace in our own lives and families.
I also appreciated your previous post about what it takes to be happy. I've felt myself descending slowly into gloom lately and need a reminder of how blessed I am. It seems I've spent my life trying to rescue others, and now when I am so needy I look around for help and there's no one there. I know this is a private pity party I'm having. Sorry.
I think the eskimos have the right idea: just put the olde folks on an icberg and send them out to sea.
It's not such a bad idea; Young people have all they can handle "rescuing " their own without having to worry about used-up elders. Sort of a "pay it forward" idea.
I hope this wasn't too depressing; I at least feel better.
I love you and yours.
MOM
Dear Sweet Mom-
I think it is one of the great ironies of life is that you can't possibly fully appreciate your parents/grandparents/ancestors until you grow older and wiser.
A very wise Chinese proverb is "Love goes down, never up." That is true to some extent, because young or adolescent beings just don't have the kind of wisdom and maturity to show the amount of love and appreciation our parents truly deserve. Then, we become parents ourselves and are focussed so much on sending love down and we forget to turn up to our fathers. Sad. For both parents and children.
Now that I am more mature at the middle stage of life and really do love and appreciate those who have gone before me, I have almost non-existent free time to express that appreciation: I have a 50-plus hour a week stressful job; I have an alomst full-time second job as a cookbook writer; I have three church callings; I have a husband and kids who still need my time . . . etc., etc., etc.
Please just KNOW how much you are loved and appreciated, even when I can't be there to demonstrate that in the flesh.
You, like Christ, have given your life for others. And, I for one, am at the top of the list of those grateful for your rescue. The life I have now never, NEVER would have been possible without how zealous you were in making sure that I had a chance at a life. A good life.
I think about you and John with great love every single day and wish the limits of time, money and geography were non-existent.
Maybe that is what eternity will be - no limits to our ability to express love!
DON'T EVER FORGET: We will be together - forever - when the limits of this life no longer bind us and we can be who we truly are, and be with those whom we love.
I love you so, so much.
Donna
Dear Donna,
Sorry about the pitiful meanderings. I have always tken such joy in you and your accomplishments. You are paying it forward as I mentioned.
It's been a hard year or two. I cried half the morning because I read that Horton Foote had.
Not only that, tonight is the farewell tribute to Lute Olson (sad for all of us). He said something that sort of sums up what's happened to me. He said this was hard because he had always "been so involved in being involved."
I feel that exactly. I was a moher at 18 and have been involved with my beloved children and grandchildren even since, and I'm having to realive that I'm no longer involved with them. They are fine without me. I was super involved in the Church for so long: 26+ years as a stake worker--Cultural arts director involved in tri-stake plays, Public Affairs director involved with the public including other churches, and my great joy as Stake RS president involved in the lives of about 1600 women and their famiilies.
It's hard now to be on the scrap heap as GBS said, but I certainly am used up, a pathetic little clod of ailments and complaints.
The things I meant most in my cri de cour were the little everyday things that I used to insist were no problem, but now are so difficult: year work, house repairs, running errands, and especially helping John, the light of my life. He needs more and more help and I am less and less able to help him. It's coming to the point that I fear we won't be able to live in our home much longer.
Floating off on that iceberg is sounding better and better.
Hugs,
Mom
I should have said said, "Horton Foote had died."
I should proof read.
Mom
I meant "yard work" not "year work."
Yikes!
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