Saturday, August 31, 2013

divine nature lesson

tomorrow i have to teach a lesson about divine nature in relief society. i have to admit i was so lost trying to find something, anything to speak about. but everything i looked up - all came back to one thing. we are sons and daughters of our heavenly father. divine spirit children, created lovingly by our father as the final part of creation when the world began. our divine responsibility is to live the gospel and share it with those around us. those we share our lives with... so that one day, when our time on earth is through and we see them again, that no one will have the chance to say, "why didn't you tell me?" "why didn't you ever think that i would be interested?" i don't want to be that person. i am a proud daughter of a heavenly father and mother and i will do what i can, while i can. i have a job to do, that can not be done by someone else.

i also know that i was created alongside man, to share my life with him and walk beside him. i was given the following letter by a dear friend, many years ago who had had it passed on as part of a relief society lesson. i have kept it all these years, waiting for an opportunity to do the same, and tomorrow will be the day. it explains our divine nature in a way no one else can.

heavenly fathers message to women

when i created the heavens and the earth, i spoke them into being. when i created man, i formed him and breathed life into his nostrils. but you woman, i fashioned after i breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate. i allowed a deep sleep to come over him so i could patiently and perfectly fashion you.

man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity. from one bone i fashioned you. i chose the bone that protects his heart and his lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do. around this one bone i shaped you. i modeled you. i created you perfectly and beautifully. your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile. you provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart. his heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life. the rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. support the man as the rib cage supports the body. you were not taken from his feet, to be under him, nor were you taken from his head, to be above him. you were taken from his side, to stand beside him and be held close to his side. you are my perfect angel. you are my beautiful little girl. you have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart. your eyes – don’t change them. your lips – how lovely when they part in prayer. your nose, so perfect in form, your hands so gentle in touch. i’ve caressed your face in your deepest sleep; i’ve held your heart close to mine.

of all that lives and breathes, you are the most like me. adam walked with me in the cool of the day and yet he was lonely. he could not see me or touch me. he could only feel me. so everything i wanted adam to share and experience with me, i fashioned in you: my holiness, my strength, my purity, my love, my protection and support. you are special because you are the extension of me. man represents my image, woman my emotions. together you represent the totality of god. so man – treat woman well. love her, respect her, for she is fragile. in hurting her, you hurt me. what you do to her, you do to me. in crushing her, you only damage your own heart, the heart of your father, and the heart of her father. woman, support man. in humility, show him the power of emotion I have given you. in gentle quietness show your strength. in love, show him that you are the rib that protects his inner self.

did you not know you are so precious in god’s eyes?

Thursday, August 22, 2013

pjs party!

there we have it! i have successfully made it through my second additional relief society meeting (homemaking for the old school?) and this time round? a pjs party. prayers journals scriptures.

we had the evening in the chapel overflow - which we made into a lounge room - using the chapel couches - heaps of cushions and some throw rugs. all the sisters in our ward were asked to wear pjs (or at least an item of pyjama type attire eg. slippers, beanie, bathrobe - something) as though they were getting ready for bed. cause that's what it was all about... the three things we should focus on before going to bed each night.

we had three of the sisters in our ward speak on one each of the topics - and pass along some pearls of wisdom which we also included in a handout...


· pray always and I will pour my spirit out upon you.
· be specific in your prayers
· kneel at your bed when you pray
· when you ask heavenly father for guidance, be sure you follow his counsel
· standing tall: you reach the greatest heights while on your knees
· prayer is the best exercise of all for toning, building and shaping up your life
· let your requests be made known to god


1. be consistent
make journal writing a habit by planning a specific time or day when you will write in your journal, such as every evening before you go to bed, before you have breakfast, or during lunch. if you don't have enough time to write every day, pick a specific day of the week when you will write. sundays are perfect for since journal writing makes a great sabbath day activity, one the whole family can enjoy. writing consistent journal entries will make future reading more enjoyable.

2. be complete (date everything!)

the ensign article, "my journal, a vital record" teaches: "in addition to sharing thoughts and feelings, your journal is a record of your life’s events. for future reference, be sure to include complete information: names (first and last), dates (including the year), and places (city, state, or other information applicable to your country). don’t assume that people and events you know intimately will be familiar to your future readers. it may seem tedious at first to add these details, but future readers will be grateful for your efforts." (preston draper, sept. 2004, 72)

3. vary your entries

make sure you write your feelings and thoughts about the things going on in your life. "don’t become obsessed with fact to the exclusion of emotion." (my journal, a vital record)

4. be organized
do you have more than one journal?
do you save letters, calendars, poetry, or other journal entries?
get everything together
make an index of all your items
write down each item, the dates (beginning and end), and a description of the actual item
keep all your journal items together in a box, notebook, or other organizational kit
place your index at the beginning with your first journal

5. asking yourself questions:
what would you like to remember about yourself?
what has the lord done for you?
what would you like to tell your children or grandchildren about yourself?

don't give up!

no matter how much time has passed since your last entry, don't be discouraged, what's important is that you write in your journal today!


love the scriptures
“wherefore, ye must press forward with a steadfastness in christ, having a perfect brightness of hope, and a love of god and of all men. wherefore, if ye shall press forward, feasting upon the word of Christ, and endure to the end, behold, thus saith the father: ye shall have eternal life.” -2 nephi 31:20
“and it supposeth me that they have come up hither to hear the pleasing word of god, yea, the word which healeth the wounded soul.” -Jacob 2:8
study the scriptures using preach my gospel (chapter 3 and chapter 6)
“liken” what you learn to yourself -1 nephi 19:23
substitute your name in a verse of scripture to personalize it
make a list of your favourite scriptures
memorize your favourites and share them often

we finished the evening off with winter soup, maori bread and desserts. yummmm. and of course - the swap table. love it!

Monday, August 19, 2013

baby number 2

well - there's news in the kendall house - there's another baby coming! yes! it's true, madeline is going to be a big sister! doug and i are expecting another one, due to arrive with us in february next year. we are very excited and have told our parents and a few friends so far. 

of course the question keeps popping up, do i want a girl or a boy. in all honesty i am not bothered either way, i am just excited for tiny fingers, tiny toes, sweet baby breath and of course mini clothes. i'm a little obsessed with the one little doll i already have to play dress up with and can't wait for another.

yay! i can hardly wait... so- watch this space for more news! ♥

Thursday, August 15, 2013

the bus stop

every morning i walk to the end of my street to catch a bus to work. it's a good system, one comes every few minutes and takes me about 15 minutes to get to work. 5 buses pass the stop - four of them get me to work, but just one takes a different route that will land me somewhere a suburb away - not where i need to be. 

every time the bus i don't want passes - it always stops. without fail. it does my head in. i look the other way, i ignore it, but the drivers still insist on stopping and then pulling a face when i wave my hand to tell them they're the wrong bus. i have learned that the only way to get them to not stop is to turn around completely and face the other direction, or walk back into the trees where they can barely see me.

i am focused on getting on the right bus and getting to work on time, but it got me thinking... if i got on the other one, i could probably get off somewhere close enough to work, probably find another bus that would get me there eventually. i'd be late, but i would still get there.

real life is still there- there are so many things that i am focused on. i know where i want to be - and where i want to go. there will be distractions that pass and stop right in front of me, begging me to get on board and take me somewhere that's not exactly where i need to go - somewhere that's not the other side of the world, but somewhere that i don't need to be and have no reason to be, i could always sort things out and then move on again to the right place - but what's the point? how is it going to help me? if i am focused and have a goal and a final destination in sight, why would i want to stop off somewhere and not make it there as soon as i can? i know i need to turn my back and wait for the right things to come, the things i am waiting for and get me there the right way, the first time.

so that's it! i am sticking to my guns. i will choose the 4 buses. not the distractions. the ones that will get me there. i'll ignore the others and remember what my wonderful smart mother has always told me - time and time again. 

"don't give up what you want most, for what you want now"

Sunday, August 11, 2013

afternoon at the farm

maddie and i went up to northam a few weeks ago with my gorgeous niece laura for the northam branch conference of our church. upon speaking to my mate alex a few weeks ago and finding out she was going, i decided to make an appearance... we had a good laugh about being one of the "founding families" of northam branch - being that we were there when greenmount ward first kicked us out haha. we have so many fond memories of the place as children and love to visit - together when we can!

after church we popped in to visit my bestie jennifer in clackline and maddie had the time of her life. being the ocd mum that i am - i of course, had a change of clothes for little miss, but she was so excited when we arrived that i simply let her throw on her boots and run.

mum was a bit slow with the camera, but we visited the sheep, the chickens and the emu (yes - they really have an emu...) before discovering the ramp out the front of jen's house. she then proceeded to run up and slide down it for the good part of an hour. oh well - as long as she was entertaining herself.

she has such a personality these days, running back and forward between the house and the shed where uncle mat was working and yelling mum! mum! come! she also found a mandarin under a tree in the backyard which she brought me to peel for her. who knows how long it had been sitting here, but she ate it!

the afternoon made me remember how nice it was back in the day to be able to run amuck on the farm. being able to go wherever we wanted, play with whatever and never be in any danger. it really is wonderful for children and so much fun.

i have to admit though, i did get a little paranoid when i couldn't see her so i shut the glass door which is too heavy for her to open on her own only to catch her a few minutes later, exiting the house via the doggy door. what a champion. can't tell her what to do - that's for sure.

nature and madeline are proving to be very good friends, and i honestly don't care in the slightest if i have to soak her clothes for a week to get the dirt out from her sliding. it was worth every minute to see her having so much fun. we will definitely have to book more trips to aunty jen's house for miss madeline.

look mama!

come mama! look! look!

i'd follow you to the ends of the earth little one.

Saturday, August 10, 2013

icecream at hillary's

the coolest kid on the block (totally cemented by those ultrahip shades she's rocking... which nanna just happened to buy for her at marks and spencer in london) thoroughly enjoyed a fully supervised icecream date with her little boyfriend mason at hillarys last night

they had a great time fighting over the batmobile we walked past, but made up quickly

and shared a joke - i swear i would give almost anything to know what they are talking and laughing about... crazy kids!

uncle rob totally made maddie's night by shelling out a couple of his hard earned dollars to pay for a merry-go-round ride... so easily pleased! so either enjoy these gorgeous pics i am clogging your feed with - or suffer in silence! 

Sunday, August 4, 2013

lying, crazy... or telling the truth

i have often tried to put myself in the shoes of an outsider, someone who happens to not be a member of my church. i wonder who it would feel to hear the story of the first vision for the first time, to hear that god and jesus christ themselves appeared to a fourteen year old boy - simply because he'd had enough faith to ask them which church to join. 

every time, i know it must sound crazy! why would someone listen to what i have to say to them about my religion once they know that? but the thing is - i know for sure it's true. that it really happened. and that anyone can know it's true if they want to.

every time it makes me think of the book the lion, the witch and the wardrobe by the great c.s. lewis. lucy, upon returning from narnia is shattered to know that her brother edmund (who accompanied her there!!) then tells everyone that it's just a joke, just a game they've been playing. in the end, her insistence is so great, that her other siblings approach the professor whose house they are staying in to ask his opinion... and here's what went down:

“Logic!” said the Professor half to himself. “Why don’t they teach logic at these schools? There are only three possibilities. Either your sister is telling lies, or she is mad, or she is telling the truth. You know she doesn’t tell lies and it is obvious that she is not mad. For the moment then and unless any further evidence turns up, we must assume that she is telling the truth.” (- an excerpt taken from the lion, the witch and the wardrobe by c.s. lewis.)

and to me, that's how the story of the first vision is too! any one who met joseph smith would have know that he was not a liar, and was clearly not crazy - so one can only assume he was telling the truth. man, c.s. lewis knew his stuff. 

how else could you possibly explain the 14782473 yes that's 14 million and some) members of our church - and the near on 75000 missionaries out in the world sharing this very message? simple. it's true, i know it - and you can too... so if you want to see what i'm talking about click here and order yourself a free copy of my favourite book. i'm either lying, crazy or telling the truth... so why don't you find out?