South Pass in that area, is where my grandfather, John Franklin Moody, Jr. age 16, about died when it got cold & he was out of provisions as he was traveling by himself on horseback from around St. George, Utah to meet up with his family, who were settling the Big Horn Basin of northern WYO (where I was born). Indians came to his rescue & took him back to their camp & nursed him back to health & gave him provisions to continue his journey. Grandpa was always friends with the Indians after that & tried to help them out. Quite a story, told in more detail by my cousin, Jay Hampton. Grandpa told Jay lots of stories when he was living with Jay's family, when Jay was a boy. Grandpa died when I was three years old & his wife Juditha Maud, died long before I was born. I got to know his 2nd wife, Mary, a little, but she died when I was 8.
Here we have Heather, Jessica, & Brian Hawkins. They all did a great job as they took part in the primary program. Susan, their mother, has been so kind to invite Jay & I to Sunday dinner, when we are at home in WA. We will be gone most of the winter to Utah or traveling to Coriann's BYU basketball games. We are trying to return the favor this week by having a barbecue party & were going to swim, but our pool heater has gone on the fritz. I guess we can have a polar bear swim & then jump in the hot tub.
Today was our Primary Children's Program in our ward. The theme was, "I Am A Child Of God". The children are such 'angels' & always an inspiration to me. (It really made me miss my precious grandchildren). I can't help but get emotional as I watch them sing & say their parts & tell their stories. I wish I could have taken a picture. Some of them even got emotional, themselves. Stephanie Garza & her children were the main little spotlighted family that conversed as narrators between everything else. Their grandma, Barb Winder, who is the first quilter pictured in the blog before this, was really struggling to keep her emotions, when they talked about being a forever family. For those of you who know their family, it's quite a story in how Oscar, the father, came to join the church, & how awesome it was when they were able to get sealed in the temple. Dad/Jay was Bishop & so we were quite involved with the situation & witnessed it come to pass. Oscar also has some amazing, miraculous stories to tell about when he went to war in Afghanistan/Iraq & his life was spared on many occasions.
Walt Lowe does such a great job in teaching our gospel doctrine class. Our class covered 3 Nephi 12-15 "Old Things Are Done Away, And All Things Have Become New". A lot of discussion on the Beatitudes, being the 'salt of the earth', a 'light to all people', & how Jesus fulfilled the law of Moses & taught the higher law & how we can be true disciples. As we were talking about lust, it was so cute how he told us, "I have the answer. When you are constantly confronted with immodest women or the ugliness of the world, the key is to quickly turn your head away & don't look back." Other comments were, to quickly replace thoughts with a scripture or hymn, & I was thinking, "shut it off, if something bad comes on TV or the computer, etc., or quickly leave a place that the spirit of God can not be. We are in control. Satan wants us to think we aren't, but we always have control over him, if we choose to." It also reminded me of a scene in the inspirational movie, "Fireproof" that Dad/Jay & I saw Fri. night. The actor, Caleb, was tempted to click on some porn & knew that if he wanted to save his marriage he was going to have to overcome this temptation, so he grabbed his computer and threw it out the door by the garbage & started beating it to death with a baseball bat.
Then Stephanie Barrow Brook, taught a wonderful lesson in Relief Society, "A Heart Full of Love and Faith: The prophet Joseph Smith's letters to his family." She has had quite a life, herself. Stephanie's husband is not a member & she has a teenage daughter who is in Utah, getting the help she needs to deal with some mental & emotional issues. She pulled out all of the letters that have been written by this daughter to the family & how much they mean to them. She also pulled out some letters written from her own mother, Judy, when she was dying from cancer, when Stephanie was a teenager, & how wonderful it is for her to be able to read them over & over, & how it gives her a boost when the 'going gets tough'. This has given me the encouragement I've needed to try harder to write more e-mails & letters to my children, on a regular basis. We'll see how I do. I know I cherish what letters I have from my parents, children, grandmother & other relatives & friends. Pictures of course are extra wonderful, too.
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