A few months ago I sent an e-mail to all my kids about the importance of writing in our journals. I had seen a small video on the LDS home page with President Eyring talking. It was so good that I sent the text from the video to everyone. The following is the what he said about it:
Oh, Remember, Remember. By President Henry B. Eyring
When our children were very small, I started to write down a few things about what happened every day. I wrote down a few lines every day for years. I never missed a day no matter how tired I was or how early I would have to start the next day. Before I would write I would ponder this question, “Have I seen the hand of God reaching out to touch us?”
As I would cast my mind over the day, I would see evidence of what God had done for one of us that I had not recognized in the busy moments of the day. As that happened, and it happened often, I realized that trying to remember had allowed God to show me what He had done.
You might pray and ponder, asking the question: “Did God send a message that was just for me?" Did I see His hand in my life?”
Today I got this e-mail with this article in it. I found the following to be very interesting and I am going to go read the whole article later.
Brad Wilcox, “Why Write It?” Ensign, September 1999 page 56
Helen Keller, who was both blind and deaf, once said: “I don’t want to live in a hand-me-down world of others’ experiences. I want to write about me, my discoveries, my fears, my feelings, about me.”
Often, simply by writing about ourselves we begin to see life from a new perspective. A young woman once put it this way: “My journal gives me a chance to discover things about myself I didn’t even know were there. As I write, I can figure out who I really am.”
I love that. I have been trying to write in my journal, but I am also finding that writing on my blog helps me a lot. It also lets me tell my loved ones how I feel and let them have a glimpse of the me they might not know is in there.
Doug and I took Sydney school shopping and out to lunch. She was so much fun. We had to go to the car repair shop because of the accident we were in a few weeks ago. Syd asked if she could go in with Grandpa. When they came back out she said that was like a doctors office for cars. Doug asked why she thought that and she said because they had fish tanks....
The mind of a child is so amazing.
A few months ago I went to the zoo with all the grandkids. It was so fun. Sydney had just turned 6 and I got this picture of her on a lion with the cute sign by it by A.A. Milne: "But now I am six, I'm as clever as clever. So I think I'll be six now for ever and ever." Six is a fun age, but I don't know if I would want to go back and do it over, because then I would have to do High School again. I don't think I could handle that. I love watching our grand children grow. Payton turned 2 yesterday and to watch her open her gifts last night was so neat. She would open one and was so excited, then she would take it around the group and show everyone her new treasure. She was just thrilled with everything she got. Today at Vernalee's funeral the grandkids talked about how much fun they would have at their NaNa's house. She was a child at heart I believe. She was refered to as a noble angel. Wow, I love that. I want to take more time to be with my grand kids and be more child like with them. So I think I'll be six now for ever and ever.
