Saturday, June 21, 2014

My Grandma Hutchings

Naida Cram Hutchings gave, without question, the most perfect grandmother hugs of all time.  As a little girl my body would melt into the soft skin of her loving arms.  In the glimmering surface of her eyes you could see the value she saw in you.  You always felt special and knew you were appreciated.  Her soul overflowed with so many Christ-like qualities of love and tenderness.  She was a soft-spoken individual with a soothing voice like calm water.  The light of her smile reached out and soaked into your heart, blanketing you from your worries and your fears.  She wasn’t afraid of silence.  I loved that about her.  There didn’t need to be the sound of talking and socializing filling the room to feel and know that you were loved by her.

She is a very real part of me.  I catch tiny drops of her personality that greet me throughout the day.   As I tilt my wrist to the side, I study the blue and green veins painted down my arms with comfort knowing the blood flowing through me was passed down through her.

I only remember seeing her cry once. It was when she talked about grandpa and how much she missed him.

This is maybe the first death where I’m old enough to truly understand death.  I’m finally beginning to realize that everyone has to die.  My innocent stage of unawareness has come to an end and my perspective has been tilted, realizing now that every individual who has passed on from this life was a daughter or son of God dancing through their existence once feeling as young and invincible as I used to believe I was.

It’s a beautiful pain.  Like stretching out a muscle.  Even though your body recognizes it as pain, your mind turns it into a good ache knowing it’s doing something positive and benefiting.

The reason why the joy outweighs the sorrow of this occasion is because she is reunited again with grandpa.  What peace.  I think of my love, Mitchell, and what it would be like to be torn apart for an entire decade.  After enduring this trial of loneliness for so long, she can forever let go of that heavy burden.  She can leap into grandpa’s wonderful, loving arms with the soothing assurance that they will never part again.

All day, I couldn’t stop singing to myself the song my parents wrote for grandma and grandpa’s 50th wedding anniversary…

Years ago you set a course
To the stars
Sailed towards eternity
Two together
You put out to sea
You began a journey
To your legacy

Gliding free
Love fills your sails
And builds eternally
Your love breathes endlessly

Years navigating
You sailed through life
Gathering pearls
Seeing the world
You journeyed on

Gliding free
Love fills your sails
Builds eternally and still
Love breaths endlessly

Love you so much grandma!!  Thank you for making this world a more beautiful place.

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Called To Share

Here's a fabulous activity for any church members with a Facebook account that want something fun to do with their young women.  We have a Facebook group specifically for the girls in our ward with an account.  I invited the girls to join the group CALLED TO SHARE that give them challenges to post to their FB pages that can create missionary experiences.

Last week's challenge:
Share a photo on your profile of you reading the Book of Mormon at your favorite reading spot.  Include a powerful event you've had reading the Book of Mormon or share your favorite verse.  Use #searchthebook and #calledtoshare... 

I decided I probably should lead by example, so my picture was taken outdoors (which is my favorite place to study the scriptures).

Anyone interested in joining the challenges can find more information here:


Sunday, June 8, 2014

It's Been Decided...

We will be sitting by the Scott Family every Sunday from now on.

... No questions asked.

Priesthood Jeopardy

Here's the evidence of my amazing cousin being amazing again!  I asked if I could share her cute project on here that she made for her girls...

She covered each answer with the point-value attached to a magnet so it could easily stick to the chalkboard without messing up the poster.  

We usually combine with the young men for our fifth Sunday and have the bishop teach.  I was thinking this would be a perfect activity to review what everyone learned this month!

Thank you Katrina!

Saturday, June 7, 2014

God's Text Message

Do you ever get a random, out-of-the-blue letter or text from someone simply letting you know that they were thinking about you?  Best feeling ever, right?!?  I feel so blessed knowing there are so many wonderful people in my life who listen to those tiny promptings and surprise me with a quick, little "hello."  It always cheers me up!  For a half a second I can stop everything going on in my life and reflect on the tiny moment knowing that someone, somewhere cares for me and has me in their thoughts.


I have decided that Heavenly Father sends us his versions of a simple text message.  If we pay close enough attention, we can recognize its different forms.  I believe one of the ways he sends us his "Thinking of you" memos is through His sunsets.

Just a mini-deep thought I had ;)

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