Today we attended the rededication of the Ogden, Utah Temple. One of the speakers (Bonnie L. Oscarson) talked about serving in a Temple in Sweden. She spoke of an older sister who had Alzheimer's. This sister could no longer live on her own, so she'd been moved to an assisted living facility near the Temple, She had forgotten many things about her life, but one thing she never forgot was the way to the Temple. She came and served there faithfully. One day as Sister Oscarson was helping this sweet sister in the Temple, she had a strong feeling from the Spirit. She knew that Heavenly Father knew this dear sister, saw her service and loved her for it. It was real and just that personal.
Sunday, September 21, 2014
Daughter of God
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Labels: Alzheimer's, Daughter of God, Kindness, Mom
Thursday, September 18, 2014
Old??? Not me!!!
The other night as I was getting dinner on the table, Kevin looked around and realized that Jackie was gone for the evening and it would be just us. He said, "Are we going to be that little old couple who make dinner together every evening and sit down to eat just the two of them?" I answered, "Honey, we already ARE!!" ...except for the OLD part, of course. Oh, and we'll live with the crazy cat that does weird stuff to keep us entertained.
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Labels: cats, growing up, Old age
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Beautiful Heartbreak - Hilary Weeks - Every Step
I had a conversation with a friend today. She was asking me about health-issues. She expressed sympathy and even sorrow that I had to endure what I've been going through. I think my response surprised her. It surprised me at how very deeply & sincerely I meant it. I told her that I was ok. That I knew that this was something I had to go through. I believe that Heavenly Father allows us to experience hardship so that we can learn lessons in life that we might not learn any other way and also, to grow and develop in ways we might not be able to otherwise. It's an opportunity for us to become who we're supposed to become. My friend said "Wow, Annette...you have so much more faith than I do." I don't know about having more faith than my friend...she's pretty darned amazing. This is what I do know...
I know what I want most, and that is to return and live with my Heavenly Father again. Given that desire, I am willing to do whatever He deems necessary for me to get there. I know that He knows the best way for me to get back to Him. I know that He has a plan for me and my life. My task then, is to follow that plan, be obedient, and go home when my time on earth is finished. Hopefully I will be blessed to hear Him say: "Well done, thou good and faithful servant - enter into the rest of the Lord".
Honestly, any price I had to pay to hear that welcome home, and "see that view" would be worth it. Sometimes it IS a beautiful heart-ache - it's not easy, but it's always worth it!
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Labels: Faith, God, Hilary Weeks, perseverance, Stephanie Nielsen
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Square with the Lord...
Years ago, a dear friend of ours was publicly accused of wrong doing. His face and name were splashed across the local papers and trumpeted from the nightly news. Those of us who knew and loved this good, good man knew - absolutely - that the accusations were false.
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Labels: angels, Faith, self-worth
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Lovin' Summer....
...and waving it goodbye as we roll into September!
Somehow it doesn't seem like it should be September, yet. We are still watching our garden produce yummy veggies. It's our most successful garden yet! Only took us seven years to figure it out, but we finally did! Whoo hoo!!! Yesterday we harvested enough tomatoes for me to preserve some sauce for the winter. When it's cold and snowy outside, that tomato sauce will provide the base of many delicious soups and pasta dishes. I love that!!!
Friday we met with my doctor to "officially" review my biopsy results. The good news is there's definitely no cancer. The bad news is that the tumors are sarcoidial tumors which result in a disease called, funnily enough, "sarcoidosis". Thankfully, it is treatable. Unfortunately, the treatment isn't wonderful. It involves steroid treatment for up to a year, in conjunction with some other meds that just plain make you sick. Since all the meds involved can cause some icky side-effects, there are lots of continuing tests and monitoring in my future. Lest you think I'm heading for a pity-party...don't worry. I have no plans for that kind of a party. I am actually looking at things from a brighter side and counting all the tender mercies that are coming my way. I am working towards being able to function as normally as possible given the shortness of breath & other symptoms of this condition...usually it involves spurts of activity punctuated with breathing-breaks and rest-periods. But at least I'm getting things done, right??
In the meantime, I plan on milking these last precious days of summer for all the light and joy they can bring, before we dive head-long into Fall. (My favorite season, by the way!). I have canning to do, flowers still to nurture, and the sanctuary of my garden to enjoy...
...before we break-out the spice of Autumn and the jack-o-lanterns.