Sunday, June 24, 2012

testimony: tithing


When I was a little girl, I made a promise to myself and my Heavenly Father that I would always choose to pay tithing. It has not always been easy. But I know that when I pay my tithing Heavenly Father will open the windows of Heaven with blessings.

Six years ago, my husband Nathan graduated from Chiropractic College. We moved to Colorado and started our own Chiropractic business. It was really really hard at the beginning… and I love the principle of tithing because I know that it blessed my life during this difficult time in our lives… and I know that it continues to bless us.

Heavenly Father taught me the true principle of tithing one day when our bank account did not have enough money to pay our house payment and tithing. We were faced with a decision… an important decision that was really hard to make. We counseled together and with the Lord. We made the choice to pay tithing.

Our bank account did not magically fill with funds… and it bothered me at first. Heavenly Father, I thought, had promised me that if I always paid tithing, He would open the doors and windows of Heaven and shower down blessings.

I didn’t know it at the time, but Heavenly Father was teaching me that He will open windows and doors… but not in the ways we expect. Two days after we paid tithing, a good friend surprised me with ten large black bags filled with clothing for my kids. Another friend surprised us with extra tomatoes from her garden. And another friend surprised me with toys that her kids no longer needed.

With a lot of hard work, blessings, fasting, and prayer – we were able to obtain the money to pay our tithing and house payment.

The list goes on…

I was humbled to learn that Heavenly Father had made it possible for us to pay our rent and tithing through the service of our friends. Money did not magically appear, but blessings did.

As things in our life became more stable, the economy did not. Our business, despite the many failures of friends, continued to grow. Our bank account continued to grow and the majority of our debts had disappeared. One day when we felt that life had finally become comfortable, God told us it was time to pack our bags and leave everything we had built in Colorado.

At first I was really scared to leave.

It is always scary to make life changes.

But I knew that I could trust God to provide for me and my family because we had always paid our tithing. I want you to know that if you promise your Heavenly Father to always choose the right and pay your tithing, that He will open the doors of Heaven and bless you and your family.

A wise friend used to always say: “You can never get ahead of the Lord.” Every time you make the choice to pay your tithing, God will always bless you.

Monday, June 18, 2012

Face Paint My Heart

It was a long summer day.

The freezer was emptied of popsicles.
The cheese crackers had vanished.
And baby CJ was still sleeping after three hours of napping.

We did not know what to do.
We thought about checkers and slap jack and Uno.
And even tried playing the Wii.

Nothing could quite make us happy.... that is until we found the face paint.

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Mom painted my face and turned me to bear.
Growling and climbing and making silly faces...
I had so much fun.

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Mom painted me king cat for the day.
Meowing and ruling is quite the to-do.
"Mom, do this again tomorrow" was all I could say.

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The fun was not quite over yet.
Mom pinned back her bangs.
And handed both bear and king paint brushes and we painted away.

Forget the popsicles, skooters, and friends.
Bring on the face paint, brushes -
and the hour long bath to clean up the paint.

Waiting for Cake - by Caleb

This true story happened at Great-Grandma Stewart's 85th birthday party.

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"Just one minute... okay, yeah.  I can wait one minute for cake and ice cream."

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"I didn't realize how long one minute could be.  One minute is forever long.  
There is no peace to be found in this one very long agonizing minute."

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"I seriously think I am going to die if this minute lasts any longer.  
I am STARVING.
I want my piece of cake!"

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"I can not take this any longer!
Cake is not worth the agony... or the pain."

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"Forget the cake.  
I found me a bagel with jam.
Strawberry jam... Yum.
Cake is so overrated."

Great-Grandma's 85th Birthday Party

Great-Grandma Janet Stewart turned 85 years old on June 1st.
We had a little party for her at her house with Chinese food, cake, and presents.

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One of the best things about Great-Grandma is her eagerness to love us all - unconditionally. During the party we each took a moment to share one of our favorite experiences with grandma.

 I will never forget shopping trips, sleep overs, girls night outs, and playing cards. The moment she helped me dress Conner in his blessing outfit, her phone calls, and her cards in the mail.

Laced in all the memories with Grandma is her unfailing charity.  I have always known that my grandma loves me... and that she would do anything for me.  I am grateful for her confidence, support, and influence in my life.  Grandma is the best cheerleader any little girl could have.  I am lucky she is my grandma.