Friday 26
We awoke at 0230 and drove Jared and Ruth to the train station in Eugene.
We arrived back without incident (despite snow and slick roads) at 0630.
We promptly went back to bed until 0900.
We got a gift CD from Joe with some of his more benign poetry.
I liked it, although I don’t agree with his politics.
We took down Christmas decorations.
Jackie finished her jigsaw puzzle with strange borders and we took a picture.
We called Jared & Ruth. They were fine and in the SeaTac airport.
Friday, December 26, 2008
Thursday 25
We all were ready at 0900 and went to Chuck & Beth’s.
We arrived at 1030, had a good breakfast at 1100 or so.
We opened presents.
Dinner was at about 1500.
We all went to the church at 1900 and
President Sturtevant set Jackie and me apart as full time missionaries (FTMs).
We drove home arriving at about 2030.
We all were ready at 0900 and went to Chuck & Beth’s.
We arrived at 1030, had a good breakfast at 1100 or so.
We opened presents.
Dinner was at about 1500.
We all went to the church at 1900 and
President Sturtevant set Jackie and me apart as full time missionaries (FTMs).
We drove home arriving at about 2030.
Wednesday 24
Puttered until lunch.
Went shopping at Freddie’s and bought Beth a present, came home and wrapped it.
Ruth called. Her flight is delayed, so she will miss her train.
We are eating dinner and heading for Portland to get her.
It was rainy but otherwise good driving until Salem where it started to snow a little.
Standstill traffic jam that lasted 1 ½ hours to go six miles from Woodburn to Donald.
Ruth got to Portland airport before us, but only just barely.
We had no trouble driving home (Bought gas in Coburg), arriving at 0300.
Puttered until lunch.
Went shopping at Freddie’s and bought Beth a present, came home and wrapped it.
Ruth called. Her flight is delayed, so she will miss her train.
We are eating dinner and heading for Portland to get her.
It was rainy but otherwise good driving until Salem where it started to snow a little.
Standstill traffic jam that lasted 1 ½ hours to go six miles from Woodburn to Donald.
Ruth got to Portland airport before us, but only just barely.
We had no trouble driving home (Bought gas in Coburg), arriving at 0300.
Sunday 21
What if Daniel 2 was not talking of political but religious kingdoms?
Zoroastrianism—gold
Greco-Roman mythology—silver
Catholicism—brass
Islam—iron
Islam mixed with modern Christianity—iron mixed with clay.
Mormonism, of course we know, is the stone (Christ)
cut from a mountain (temple) without hands (by God).
I put cayenne pepper in my hot chocolate. It seemed to help, but not enough to sing.
In PEC we discussed the ward mission plan. We pretty much finalized it.
I got released as WML.
The program went long and we only had a few minutes for Sunday School.
Christmas was originally a pagan holiday.
But when our pagan ancestors converted to Christianity,
They devoted their best-loved holiday to the celebration of Christ’s birth.
So we should not feel bad that Christmas is commercialized,
But rather, be glad that this wonderful holiday has been Christianized..
We discussed the symbols of Christmas. It was fun teaching it.
I enjoyed my last priesthood meeting. Chip Rosecrans called me inactive (no calling). :)
Family devotional—Ruth—Pres. Uchtdorph—Hope—DC19:23.
What if Daniel 2 was not talking of political but religious kingdoms?
Zoroastrianism—gold
Greco-Roman mythology—silver
Catholicism—brass
Islam—iron
Islam mixed with modern Christianity—iron mixed with clay.
Mormonism, of course we know, is the stone (Christ)
cut from a mountain (temple) without hands (by God).
I put cayenne pepper in my hot chocolate. It seemed to help, but not enough to sing.
In PEC we discussed the ward mission plan. We pretty much finalized it.
I got released as WML.
The program went long and we only had a few minutes for Sunday School.
Christmas was originally a pagan holiday.
But when our pagan ancestors converted to Christianity,
They devoted their best-loved holiday to the celebration of Christ’s birth.
So we should not feel bad that Christmas is commercialized,
But rather, be glad that this wonderful holiday has been Christianized..
We discussed the symbols of Christmas. It was fun teaching it.
I enjoyed my last priesthood meeting. Chip Rosecrans called me inactive (no calling). :)
Family devotional—Ruth—Pres. Uchtdorph—Hope—DC19:23.
Thursday 18
Works don’t save us.
We are saved by grace.
But saving grace is only given
To those who have faith.
And faith, if it is real,
Will always produce works.
But it is not the works,
Nor the faith,
But the grace of God
By which we are saved.
I did a lot of sleeping, trying to get rid of the cold, which is now full-blown.
We had our last Spanish tutoring session at noon for only a half hour.
Works don’t save us.
We are saved by grace.
But saving grace is only given
To those who have faith.
And faith, if it is real,
Will always produce works.
But it is not the works,
Nor the faith,
But the grace of God
By which we are saved.
I did a lot of sleeping, trying to get rid of the cold, which is now full-blown.
We had our last Spanish tutoring session at noon for only a half hour.
Sunday 14
I awoke at 0430 this morning. I was only able to get back to sleep at 0530 until 0600.
I kept having that poem I wrote several weeks ago going through my mind.
When people are playing with fire,
It isn’t hate that motivates
My demand that they desist.
When people play with fire,
Generally speaking, they who play
Aren’t the only ones burnt to a crisp.
I went to PEC, as usual, feeling unprepared. But Bishop was prepared for me. Everyone else, too.
We made a good start on a new ward mission plan. Pres. Sturtevant came and helped, too.
They looked like they all want to make a go of it regardless of my leaving.
I led the music in sacrament meeting. It went well until the last song when I lost my voice.
I enjoyed Jackie’s SS lesson. She showed the Joy to the World DVD.
We skipped priesthood and RS to get ready for the FCC concert.
We came home and I got dressed in my chorus uniform.
I had a lunch of raisin bread and hot lemon honey drink. It helped somewhat.
At the FEC they had bottles of water. I took one. It helped a little, but the phlegm persisted.
I got an impression to take a Breath Saver. It did the trick. The phlegm disappeared.
It was a good concert, and I think I felt the presence of my Mom & Dad. I was thankful for that.
I came home and changed and worked on ward choir music.
Jackie and I listened to Music & the Spoken Word.
I awoke at 0430 this morning. I was only able to get back to sleep at 0530 until 0600.
I kept having that poem I wrote several weeks ago going through my mind.
When people are playing with fire,
It isn’t hate that motivates
My demand that they desist.
When people play with fire,
Generally speaking, they who play
Aren’t the only ones burnt to a crisp.
I went to PEC, as usual, feeling unprepared. But Bishop was prepared for me. Everyone else, too.
We made a good start on a new ward mission plan. Pres. Sturtevant came and helped, too.
They looked like they all want to make a go of it regardless of my leaving.
I led the music in sacrament meeting. It went well until the last song when I lost my voice.
I enjoyed Jackie’s SS lesson. She showed the Joy to the World DVD.
We skipped priesthood and RS to get ready for the FCC concert.
We came home and I got dressed in my chorus uniform.
I had a lunch of raisin bread and hot lemon honey drink. It helped somewhat.
At the FEC they had bottles of water. I took one. It helped a little, but the phlegm persisted.
I got an impression to take a Breath Saver. It did the trick. The phlegm disappeared.
It was a good concert, and I think I felt the presence of my Mom & Dad. I was thankful for that.
I came home and changed and worked on ward choir music.
Jackie and I listened to Music & the Spoken Word.
Saturday 13
I went at 0720 to the Florence Events Center (FEC) to help set up risers.
At 0930 we began the dress (without the dress) rehearsal.
I finally paid $28 for my tux shirt, vest, and bow tie to David Anderson, CCFO Treasurer.
Jackie picked me up. When we got home we could hear the surf.
We drove to North Jetty and took pictures of the surf.
Then we drove to Cook’s Chasm and took pictures of the surf and the spout.
After a nap I reviewed FCC music.
During dinner we watched Bend It Like Beckham.
I worked more on the music.
I went at 0720 to the Florence Events Center (FEC) to help set up risers.
At 0930 we began the dress (without the dress) rehearsal.
I finally paid $28 for my tux shirt, vest, and bow tie to David Anderson, CCFO Treasurer.
Jackie picked me up. When we got home we could hear the surf.
We drove to North Jetty and took pictures of the surf.
Then we drove to Cook’s Chasm and took pictures of the surf and the spout.
After a nap I reviewed FCC music.
During dinner we watched Bend It Like Beckham.
I worked more on the music.
I am posting pertinent selections from my journal diary.
Wednesday 10
My Psalm 46: Excel Vie.
Cursed is he that trusts in man,
And blessed who trusts in God.
Blessed who seeks for God’s reward,
And not for mortals’ nod.
Ask not those who do not know,
Who only can opine.
Knowledge seek from God’s own lips.
‘Tis there you’ll surely find.
Knock on Jesus’ holy door;
It shall be opened broad.
Call not on the mind of man.
“Be still, and know I’m God.”
Maldito él que confía en el hombre,
Bendito que en Dios confía.
Que busca de Él el galardón.
No sean mortales su guía.
No preguntéis al que no sabe,
Que solo opinar puede.
Conocimiento pedid de Dios.
Que es el único fuente.
En la amplia puerta de Dios llamad
La mente mortal desechad.
“Conoced que Yo soy Dios,
Y siempre quietos estad.”
I awoke with that poem going through my mind, so I wrote it down.
Then I remembered that I needed to do the tutoring session spiritual thought. I translated it.
That took most of the morning.
I took a 45 minute walk.
Spanish tutoring.
I went to Florence Community Chorus at 1800. They were waiting for me.
Bob Hefty told me he had given me the wrong scripture. He will call and give me the right one.
So I wrote the poem for reasons I know not.
I listened to the FCC music on my NWC program.
Wednesday 10
My Psalm 46: Excel Vie.
Cursed is he that trusts in man,
And blessed who trusts in God.
Blessed who seeks for God’s reward,
And not for mortals’ nod.
Ask not those who do not know,
Who only can opine.
Knowledge seek from God’s own lips.
‘Tis there you’ll surely find.
Knock on Jesus’ holy door;
It shall be opened broad.
Call not on the mind of man.
“Be still, and know I’m God.”
Maldito él que confía en el hombre,
Bendito que en Dios confía.
Que busca de Él el galardón.
No sean mortales su guía.
No preguntéis al que no sabe,
Que solo opinar puede.
Conocimiento pedid de Dios.
Que es el único fuente.
En la amplia puerta de Dios llamad
La mente mortal desechad.
“Conoced que Yo soy Dios,
Y siempre quietos estad.”
I awoke with that poem going through my mind, so I wrote it down.
Then I remembered that I needed to do the tutoring session spiritual thought. I translated it.
That took most of the morning.
I took a 45 minute walk.
Spanish tutoring.
I went to Florence Community Chorus at 1800. They were waiting for me.
Bob Hefty told me he had given me the wrong scripture. He will call and give me the right one.
So I wrote the poem for reasons I know not.
I listened to the FCC music on my NWC program.
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