Days of Pelon

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Saturday, July 18, 2015

Women of Faith: God's Superheroes

This is the talk I gave at Girls Camp in my home Stake July 16, 2015.

It was written for me to read while speaking so it may not be perfectly written as an article but I had several people ask to read it so here it is.   Enjoy :)

 When Sister Woods found out I was coming she asked me to come speak at girl’s camp, which is more than a little funny, but we will get to that later.  She asked me to speak to you about faith.
When I got the message from Sister Woods asking me to speak to you I was playing with my son DJ.  He is in a pretty heavy Superhero phase so of course we were playing Batman and Superman defending the train station from the giant baby (his little sister of course).    Later that night as I was putting him to bed DJ said “Mommy, I want to be Batman!  He’s good.”  It got me thinking about heroes. 
When the world is in peril God doesn’t call on people in capes with utility belts, or x-ray vision, God calls on people of faith.  Today I want to talk about some of the great women of faith God has called upon in the past to be His superheroes. 
First off basic re-cap what is faith?  As the primary song says:
Faith is knowing the sun will rise, lighting each new day.  Faith is knowing the Lord will hear my prayers each time I pray.   Faith is like a little seed:   If planted, it will grow.   Faith is a swelling within my heart.  When I do right, I know.
As the song says faith is believing and knowing things, even when we can’t see them.  Faith can be a hard thing to gain, I sometimes think that the comparison to a seed is not a very good one because as far as we can see the seed gets planted, we wait and water it and then a few weeks later POP it’s a little sprout.  Faith is not the seed  - it is the planting of the seed.  And it is exactly because we can’t see the growth that it is faith.  Again faith is not the seed, the word of God is the seed.  What we often don’t see is what is happening to the seed under the soil.  It swells until it splits in half and the sprout then pushes and fights it’s way to the surface.     Personally I love this quote from C.S. Lewis “I believe in Christ like I believe in the sun.  Not because I can see it, but by it I can see everything else.”   

The Woman With the Issue of Blood
Simon Dewey's painting of the Woman with an issue of blood
Painting by Simon Dewey
File:Captain-America-AOU-Render.pngMy first Heroine of Faith is the woman with the issue of blood from the New Testament, I kind of think of her as the Bible version of Capitan America.   She was a woman who was sick, basically she was on her period every single day.  That would be bad enough today when we have hygiene supplies and are able to still participate in daily activities, but during Bible times it was much worse.  During the time a woman was bleeding she had to be kept away from others because anyone who came in contact with her would be made unclean.  So not only was this woman sick but she was unable to marry, have children, live with her family, or even go out and see people.  She had spent all her money on doctors trying to find a cure and she was still bleeding.  One day she heard that Jesus was coming through town and went out to see Him.  The city streets were narrow and there was a large crowd surrounding Jesus, there was no way she could quietly approach Him, and because of her illness any person she touched would be made unclean and have to go through a ritual cleansing.  In spite of all this she pushed her way through the large crowd, she had faith that if she could just touch His robe she would be healed.  According to the Bible she touched the hem of his garments which means that at some point she must of gotten on the ground and crawled toward the Savior, all the while being pushed and stepped on.  (Can you imagine how humiliating that might have been). After she touched Him the Savior turned and looked for her.  According to Matthew 9:22 He said “Daughter, be of good comfort; thy faith hath made thee whole”.   She then went out and told the people what had been done for her.   Just like Captain America the Woman with the Issue of Blood began physically weak, she wanted to serve and live a productive life but because of her health she was unable to.  And just like Captain America she did everything in her power to make herself better.  He put his trust in scientists who made him a super solider, she took a leap (or crawl) of faith toward the Savior and was healed becoming a witness of His power.   She possessed the Super Power of taking a Leap of Faith.
Once upon a time my grandfather took my family fishing down in the canyon by his house.  We were all spread out along the river up and down the canyon.  My brother Clark and I were together and having a great time hopping on rocks and moving along the river bank.  Before we knew it the sun was setting and it was getting dark.  In a canyon the sun sets very rapidly and it goes from day light to dark in a matter of only a few minutes.  We started heading back down the river trying to find our parents but before we could it was night.    We decided to keep heading down the river by climbing along the rocks.  Now these were huge boulders, 10-15 feet high, so it should come as no surprise that after a while we ended up taking a step onto what we thought was another rock and found ourselves in a tree. At this point we lost it.  It was dark and we were cold and wet and now we were stuck in a tree.  We were crying and saying a prayer when we heard our Dad calling us.  He had found us and was underneath the tree.  We could not see him but he could see us.  He could also see the ledge just a few feet beneath us.  He called up to us saying to lower ourselves and jump onto the ledge.   Clark and I had faith in our Dad.  We knew he loved us and that he could see what we could not.  Because of that we were able to take that leap of faith.  The same is can be true of our Heavenly Father.  There will be times we find ourselves stepping off a rock and into a tree, lost and scared and alone in the dark.  If we have built a relationship of faith with our Heavenly Father then we will be able to trust Him to guide us, and we will be able, like the woman with the issue of blood, gain the Super Power to take a Leap of Faith.  I’m not saying that jumping out of that tree wasn’t scary, it was, but knowing that I could trust my Dad made it possible for me to do.  Someday when my daughter is older I want her to say to me, “Mommy I want to be like the woman with the issue of blood, she’s good. She has the faith to leap. ” 

Hannah
          


The next woman on my list of God’s superheroes is Hannah, she kind of reminds me of Bruce Banner and the Hulk.  Hannah had done everything she was supposed to.  If she were alive today she’d be the girl who married a return missionary in the temple, probably received her young women’s medallion and honor Bee, and always did her visiting teaching.  She had done all she was supposed to and all she wanted was a child.  Her desire was a righteous one, but after years and years of waiting and praying she still did not have a baby.  All she wanted was a child to love and raise, she wanted little shoes and coats, but the Lord kept not answering her prayers the way she wanted. So she went to the Tabernacle (the temple of the time) and she prayed.  She promised the Lord that if He would give her a son she would bring him back to the Tabernacle when he was 3 years old and give him to the High Priest to be raised so that he might serve the Lord all his life.   God then blessed her with a son, who grew up to be Samuel, one of the great prophets of the Old Testament.   Just like Bruce Banner, Hannah was a good person who wanted to make meaningful contributions to their communities, and both of them had their plans go wrong.  Hannah couldn’t have a baby and Bruce became the Hulk.  But neither of them took what they were handed and quit, they both went through their own mourning periods but eventually they took their circumstance and made a new plan.   Hannah had the Super power of Trust in the Lord’s plan.
Sometimes we can do everything we should and have righteous desires and have the Lord say no.  I think you might want to say here that as a woman of faith you realize that the Lord always answers our prayers – just not always the way we want (or ask for). As women of faith sometimes we have to turn our plans and our desires over to the Lord, just like Hannah did.
When I was 19 years old I had a plan.  There was a boy in my life, I loved him more than anyone before and more than anything I wanted to marry him.  Every night I would pray for that.  Well, you can probably guess what happened, the Lord (and the boy) said no.  It was a dark time for me, I thought I had done everything right and I hadn’t asked for anything unrighteous or selfish, I wanted to make the covenants that God wanted me to.  I wanted to go to the temple and start an eternal family.  It was during this time that I came across Hannah again and a teacher pointed out her faith and her ability to turn her plan over to the Lord.  So I did, I went to the Lord and said “Heavenly Father, you know how much I wanted to marry that boy, but if that is not the plan please help me to know what you want me to do.”  And I felt prompted to prepare for a mission.  Now this was before the age change so I still would be waiting another 18 months before I could turn my papers in, but I told anyone who listened that I was going on a mission.  I took mission prep, I studied my scriptures, I was even called to serve on the Missionary committee and the teach mission prep in my ward.  Then, 9 months after my prayer, on my 20th birthday a boy named David came to my birthday-party.  A week later we were dating, and 3 weeks after that he asked me “Are you going on a mission or are you staying and marrying me?”  I told him I would have to get back to him.  So I went to the Lord and said “Heavenly Father, you know how much I want to get married and make these covenants, and you know I am falling in love with David.  But You and I had a plan, and if going on a mission is what You want me to do then I will still do it, but please guide me.”  And I felt in my heart, almost like a voice, “Leslie, David was always my plan for you.  But I needed you to be ready for him, and by preparing for a mission you grew closer to me and ready for the covenants of the temple and marriage.”  Well, 6 months later David and I were married.  Hannah was my hero and my guide, and just like her I turned my plan over to the Lord, and told Him that I would have the blessings of the gospel His way.  When we show our faith and use our Superpower of Trust in the Lord He will guide us to an even better plan.  Someday I want my daughter to say “Mommy I want to be like Hannah, she’s good.  She had the faith to let go.”

Deborah
       

Next is Deborah, I think of her as Black Widow.  Deborah is the only recorded female Judge in Israel, she was also a prophetess.  Deborah was one of the most powerful women in the Old Testament.  She led the people in prayer and preached to them.  She made judgments in disputes and prophesied about the future.  She did everything that a king would do while being the spiritual leader.  At the time Deborah was judge the Israelites were enslaved because of their wickedness.  Deborah prophesied that Israel would win their freedom with the strength of the Lord.  One day Deborah called before her a man named Barak (or you could think of him as Hawkeye), we find their story in Judges 4:6, 8-9
“And she sent and called Barak and said unto him, Hath not the Lord God of Israel commanded, saying, Go and draw toward mount Tabor, and take with thee ten thousand men of the children of Naphtali and of the children of Zebulun?  And Barak said unto her, If thou wilt go with me, then I will go: but if thou wilt not go with me, then I will not go.  And she said, I will surely go with thee.”
So Deborah told Barak that the Lord wanted him to free their people in battle and that the Lord would be with them.  Barak was scared and not sure that he could fulfil Deborah’s prophecy on his own.  So he begged her to go with him and help him lead the arm.   She went with him and all happened as she had prophesied and the Israelites were freed.  Just like the Avenger’s Black Widow and Hawkeye, Deborah and Barak worked as a team.  They knew each other’s strengths and used them to succeed.  Deborah knew that Barak could lead and raise and army and Barak knew that Deborah could hold that army together and follow the inspiration of the spirit.  They were a dream team.  They had the spiritual superpower of teamwork.
Within the church men and women of faith can work together do amazing things just like Deborah and Barak.  It may be within callings or within families but when we respect the strengths of the men around us and they respect our strengths great things can happen.  During the time I was preparing to serve a mission I was called to serve as the Co-chair of the mission prep-committee in my singles ward.  Our job was to organize missionary opportunities for the ward members and to help prepare those who were getting ready for missions to serve.  My chair was a brother who had returned from his mission the year before.  It would have been very easy for him to take control and to discount me, I hadn’t served a mission after all.  But he didn’t.  We got to know each other and realized that he was really good at creating missionary opportunities (not an easy feat in Provo, UT) and that I loved to teach.  Over the 3 months we served together our mission prep class was the best attended Sunday school class in the ward and we had 4 baptisms, we were a dream team.  Because we valued each other and the faith the Lord had in each of us were able to accomplish so much.  As you grow in the church you will have opportunities to serve with the brethren, in callings and in your home.  Strive to find your place and like Deborah and Barak you can become a spiritual dream team.  Someday I want my daughter to look at me and say “Mommy I want to be like Deborah.  She’s good.”  She is a Faithful LEADER!”

Abish
                      
Many of you know the story of Ammon from the Book of Mormon, the guy who cut off all the arms and converted an entire Lamanite kingdom.  One of the key players in his story is the Lamanite Woman Abish, oh and by the way she reminds me of Spiderman.  She had been taught the gospel by her father, who learned of it through a dream.  She lived her life and her faith without ever being able to share it explicitly for fear of being killed.  But when King was laying as dead Abish was able to testify to the queen and the people that what Ammon had taught was truth and that he was a man of God, and they believed her.  To me this shows that she had lived her life in such a way that she was trusted and admired, people cared what she said and were willing to listen and believe.  Just like Spiderman Abish had to hide who she was but that didn’t stop her from helping those around her.  She knew that with her great knowledge came great responsibility.  Spiderman put on a mask and ran around saving people, Abish hid her testimony but still went about living the gospel and serving.  She had the superpower of the quiet example.  
As a 7 year old my family had just come back from living in Korea for a year.  I was obsessed with all things Korea and made lots of friends who were Korean.  One day, one of my Korean friends invited me to a birthday party, on Sunday.  Now my family had a pretty firm, no parties on Sunday rule, but this time my parents felt impressed to go.  It was a family party so we all went, and it was there that my parents met my friend Edward’s parents.  They started asking about churches to attend and one thing led to another and a few month later they joined the church.  I wasn’t walking around handing out Book of Mormons or spouting scriptures all the time.  All I did was be nice, make a friend, and live my life.  Then when the time was right and they had questions they knew they could ask my family.  If we live our lives people will see it, they will see that we are women of faith, even if they don’t know that is what they are seeing.  As women of faith God can use us to bring others to the gospel.   Someday I want my daughter to look at me and say “Mommy I want to be Abish.  She’s good.  She lived faithfully!


Rahab
Rahab the Harlot, artist unknownMy last woman of faith is Rahab, and she is my Thor.  Rahab was a prostitute in the city of Jericho, but when the Israelite spies came into the city she hid them and helped them escape.  Because of this she and everyone in her home was spared when the Israelites destroyed the city. She repented, converted, married in the covenant, and became and ancestor of Jesus Christ.   She was a hero in every sense of the word, and if there was any doubt about why she did it we have her testimony of the power of God.   Joshua 2:9-11
“And she said unto the men, I know that the Lord had given you the land and that your terror is fallen upon us, and that all the inhabitants of the land faint because of you.  For we have heard how the Lord dried up the water of the Red sea for you, when ye came out of Egypt; and what ye did unto the two kings of the Amorites, that were on the other side Jordan, Sihon and Og, whom ye utterly destroyed.  And as soon as we heard these things, our hearts did melt, neither did there remain any more courage in any man, because of you: for the Lord your God, he is God in heaven about and in earth beneath.”
What a cool woman right?  Just like Thor, Rahab was fallen and an outsider.  The Israelites battle was not her battle, just like the battles on Earth did not belong to Thor.  But just as Thor found good in the people of earth Rahab found good and the true God in the people of Israel.  She had the super power of knowing her divine worth.
 Here is the thing, looking at her, even years later, she probably didn’t look like the typical woman of faith.  Chances are she had tattoos, left over holes from piercings; her foreign accent probably clung to her speech, and then no matter where she went everyone probably knew her former profession.  Even in the chapters of scripture where is the undoubted heroine she is always referred to as “Rahab the Harlot” as if to never let it be forgotten what a sinner she was.  She probably had moments where she sat in relief society or sacrament meeting and thought “I don’t fit in here, I don’t belong”.  There were probably times when she was excluded, looked down on, or shut out by people because of her past.   But let me tell you, the Lord knew who she was.  The Lord knew that she was a woman of faith and that He could use her as His superhero to save the Israelite spies and help conquer Jericho.  
 At the beginning of my talk I mentioned that it was pretty funny that Sister Woods had asked me to come up here and speak to you today.  The reason it is so funny is because 10 years ago, when I was 16 I came down the mountain from girls camp, walked in the door and told my mom I would never go back to girls camp.  And I didn’t, until today. 
You see young womens and girls camp were hard for me. The girls I grew up with were legendary for our ability to start drama, some of the leaders here probably remember us that way even.  We had cliques within cliques and it always seemed that girls camp brought out the worst of it, I seemed to find myself at the brunt of a lot of the snide remarks and mean jokes.  I even had some rough encounters with leaders saying unkind things.   Unlike Rahab, who from what I can tell never let the opinions of others define her or her faith, I let those negative experiences define mine.  I could have focused on my friend MaryDawn, who always took the extra time to make me laugh.   I could have focused on Sister Shelly Dowling who took me into her tent and told me how wonderful I was and how loved and needed.  But I didn’t.  I focused on the bad things instead of the good. 
The way I let those negative comments by the other girls my age and some of my leaders make me feel about my place in the church made me not want to come back.  I went to seminary, because my mother was the teacher and I didn’t want to disappoint her.  And I went to mutual, when I couldn’t come up with activities and excuses to get out of it, but I spent my entire senior year of high school feeling like I didn’t belong within the church, and because I didn’t fit with what I saw as the “ideal girl” and I wasn’t in with the “good girls” I could not be a woman of faith.   I didn’t use Rahab’s superpower.  I didn’t exercise my faith in the Lord and realize my divine worth, and because of it I lost out on precious experiences.
What I didn’t realize until later, was that none of us are the ideal girl.  We are all like Rahab, broken sinners in search of a loving God.  Some of us are more obviously broken than others, but none of us fit into the church perfectly, we all need the Atonement to help us sand and buff the rough edges.   You may struggle with where you fit into your ward or even the church as a whole, it may be difficult for you or others to see your potential as a woman of faith, but God sees it.  And if you let him use you like he did Rahab you can be one of his Super Heroes.  Someday I want my daughter to come up to me and say “Mommy I want to be Rahab.  She’s good.” She has the faith to know who she is”

You
My final woman of faith, is not a woman of the past, but a powerful woman of today.  It  is you, and you are like the most powerful superhero of them all, Superman.  Just like Superman you have powers you are just discovering and coming to understand.  You may possess the superpower of meaningful prayer, understanding of the scriptures, teaching, seeing a need and filling it.  You may find you have all these superpowers and more, but just like Superman until you learn who your father is you will never reach your potential.  Superman had to go and learn about who he was and where he came from, he went to is cave of solitude and communicated with his father and learned.    Just like Superman to become a woman of faith and be one of God’s superheroes you will need to grow closer to him.  To commune with him and to study his words, by learning who we are and where we came from we can become all that our father wants us to be. 
When you crawl to the Lord and ask for His healing he will raise you up and who knows.  You may raise righteous children who teach the gospel to nations.  You may work side by side with the men and help build up the kingdom.  You may bring others to the gospel.  And you might even save another sister who feel like she doesn’t belong from falling away.  You may do all of these things, and even more.  The Lord needs you to be His women of faith.  He needs you to be His superheroes here on earth to help save His children. 

Someday I want a little girl to look at you and say “Mommy I want to be like her, she’s good.  She is a woman of Faith.”

Sunday, July 5, 2015

I don't want to be the last straw

A few months ago I had a moment, a moment when something someone said made me snap.

It was Sunday and things were actually going well.  We had gotten up with plenty of time for the kids to eat and watch a church movie while David and I got ready, I'd even had time to put on a little make up before it was time to get the kids ready.  The outfits I had picked out actually fit everyone and the church bags were already packed.  We got out the door with plenty of time to drop David off at work and get to church on time.  I was feeling so good about how things were going that I decided I would actually trying sitting in the chapel, something that I haven't been doing solo very often because I feel I cause too much distraction when the kids are loud or when I have to get up and leave to change a diaper.  But that day I was feeling good.  We made it all the way through Sacrament and then Rachel filled her diaper and started to fuss.  I tried to slip out quietly but of course DJ wanted to come and drag his toys with him.  One thing led to another and I was moving my little family as quickly as possible into the primary room (our normal haven).  DJ was trying to run away and I was carrying bags so I picked up Rachel by the arm and carried her the few feet into the Primary room so I could chase DJ.  

That's when it happened.  

That moment someone decided to tell me "Don't carry her that way, if you need help I'll help you but don't pick her up that way."

Normally, normally I would acknowledge he was right look sheepish and move on.

But that day I was feeling like I had actually been doing things right!  After weeks of horrific Sundays things had been going well and I was proud of myself. 

I was sure that for the first time in months no one was going to say anything about what a bad job I was doing or how distracting my daughter is or how out of control my son was.  That day I thought was going to be better.

And then it wasn't.

I closed the door and then I sat down and cried.  Right there in the primary room, my half unpacked bag strewn across the room and my kids looking on bewildered.  

My Primary President gave me a hug and helped me feel better but I will never forget that feeling.

Honestly what he said to me was not unkind, or noisy.  He even offered to help in the future, but in that moment it was the last straw.

The point of this story I guess is that since that moment I've spent my time trying to never ever be someones last straw.  

To many people what I accomplished that morning was no big deal, an average Sunday of parenting.  But for me it was a big deal, and accomplishment.  

I guess what I'm saying is we don't know if we are seeing people at their best or at their worst, we don't know how hard they are trying or what there days are like.  And maybe even our helpful comments or suggestions are not what people need.  Maybe what they need is a smile, even if we can't tell them they are doing a good job, the least we can do is smile.