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Raccoons and Cotton Candy

This has been a wonderful weekend. It was Stake Conference weekend for us, so we had church meetings (The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints) gathering congregations from barely over the Canadian border to close to Spokane. There was one meeting last night and one this morning, both 2 hours long. I came away feeling that my soul had been nourished.

After those meetings (and a nap!) was a baptism. The girl who was baptised, Agnes, is in my primary class during the second part of church each week. More than that, our families have known each other for more than a decade and I’ve watched her grow up from being a newborn. She and I had a sweet connection when she was little- rocking her to sleep healed a part of me that I didn’t know needed healing. But that story is for another day.

One of the speakers at the baptism talked about this silly youtube video where a raccoon picks up a piece of cotton candy. Since Raccoons wash their food before eating, this raccoon washed the cotton candy and then looks perplexed because it has completely dissolved. He tries again, only to have the same thing happen!

Here is the video:

She then talked about how we can be washed clean from those sticky things in our lives because Jesus Christ in essence “dissolves” them when we repent. They are gone- and we can move forward. Isn’t that clever?!

That talk also reminded me of a line of a hymn that stood out to me last night in our church meeting. The hymn is “It is Well.” There is a verse that talks about what happens to our sins when we come to Christ: They’re “nailed to the cross and I bear them no more…” What a moving visual that is. I have thought about it in terms of sin, but today I felt differently about it as I contemplated other burdens I carry. They, too, are “nailed to the cross and I bear them no more” as I come to Christ.

I don’t think that means that we have to feel guilty if we carry a burden. The juxtaposition here is that sometimes we are called to carry a burden for a little while, and that’s part of our growing process- it’s part of what we came here to experience so we could grow and change. No matter how faith-filled we are. And even when we recognize that its time to move forward, letting our burden go and giving it to our Savior is a process- especially for big, challenging experiences in our lives. That’s all okay. It’s okay that it takes time to figure it out. We have a very patient Savior.

But I think there are times where tough experiences in our rearview mirror don’t need to burden us so much, and make it harder to move forward. For these situations, I think the hymn is so moving- for burdens of all sizes, shapes, and seriousness- “they are nailed to the cross and I bear them no more.” So much hope in one phrase.

Love,

Laura

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“Sorrows that the Eye Can’t See”

Today I bent shingles. Lots of them. We calculated today, my youngest and I, how many hours we’ve put into this part of our house building project. 21 hours. Wowza. The two of us have taken on prepping shingles so that the older boys and my sweetheart can get those shingles on this big beautiful house and keep us dry all winter long. We are well into the roofing process but it’s a doozy. These shingles were supposed to be simple and easy and fast to install. Well…besides being none of those, they’re really great :).

Anyway, I’m bushed, but I wanted to share something quickly that made me stop for a minute.

I love this. It reminds me of a hymn we sing in church- the line that references “sorrows that the eye can’t see.” I wanted to pass it on to anyone that stumbles on my site. I do believe God, our Heavenly Father, is aware of us, our challenges and victories, thrills and tears, and everything in between. Those things that others can’t see- the hidden struggles- those can be especially difficult to carry. Here’s a reminder that you’re not alone. I am a witness that He sends angels our way- seen and unseen- to help us. Not just in the hardest times, but I think that’s when it’s most obvious to us.

Don’t forget to look for others who need encouragement and empathy this weekend. It’s so easy to get in our own heads and be so consumed with our own rollercoaster. But we feel so much better when we reach out. Be the person that makes someone feel just a little stronger, a little lighter, a little more loved.

Love,

Laura

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Significant

This is a quote that I thought I’d share:

“Sometimes, my dear sisters, you feel inadequate and ineffective because you can’t do all that you feel you should. Rather than continually dwelling on what still needs to be done, pause occasionally and reflect on all that you do and have done. It is most significant. The good you have done, the kind words you have spoken, the love you have shown to others, can never be fully measured.” ~Thomas S. Monson

Happy Sabbath!

Love,

Laura

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Webinar tomorrow- my mental/emotional/physical health journey over the past decade

Hello friends! I am going to be on a webinar tomorrow, telling my story about my journey of mental, emotional and physical health over the last decade. If you’d like to join us, click on the link below. 7pst tomorrow night.

From my sister, Emily Shill of Shillmed:

“For anyone who knows and loves my sister Laura, she has graciously agreed to be my guest speaker on our webinar tomorrow night (7 pm). Our topic this month is self-care, and she has agreed to share her amazing story of overcoming significant health challenges, and achieving her best possible mental, emotional and physical health. I’ve already read her outline and she has some amazing insights to share. We would love for friends to join us!”

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Mothering Littles

Sometimes I forget how long it’s been since I’ve had littles. You know- little babies, little toddlers, little elementary school kiddos. Littles. It’s been a while. This picture was taken when my youngest turned 1- 11 years ago! All mine are over 10 now and they can wipe their own faces, pee without oversight, and put themselves in bed (maybe more importantly- back in bed!). Halle-freaking-luia!

A few weeks ago I had a lovely conversation with my little sister, Robin. She has 4 littles and is a wonderful mother. After we talked, I was thinking about the load a young mother carries and wondered what I could do to support her. The thought came to my mind, “Tell this mother she is loved.” I thought how important it is for young mothers to know they are loved, and that their sacrifices don’t go unnoticed. I thought of how the excitement and fulfillment and joy of this motherhood stage happens during this time when our souls are stretched often way past capacity and we are often exhausted. It’s both.

I didn’t want to paint a picture of “motherhood is so much work, so hard and exhausting”- because I think that doesn’t represent the joy and delight of this stage. But I did want to be honest about the challenges that come with the little ones, and to send the message that Mom’s needs matter too, and there are moments when we as Moms can stop and breathe and do something to care for ourselves. After all, we are not alone in this most important work.

This song is dedicated to Robin Perry- Love ya, Sis!

Love

Laur