Thursday, June 28, 2012

Calvin's Third Email


19 June, 2012
Salutations from the MTC

Hello my beloved family!
This has been a great week so far! Today at the temple was awesome! I am full of joy, and miss you much, yet this great work must go on. Yes mom, I know, that sounded like dad's testimony beginning so I sound like a pompus fool, but that's just who I am! Firstly, Mom, I'm so glad that you had such a great Star Treck expirience with the EEG scanner. I wish I had been there to record it, mais, c'est la vie. I'm trying to get pictures, but there isn't a whole lot of time. I'll try harder. By the way, I patched my first hole in one of my shirts this week. I might get a picture of the shirt to show you all. THat's great to hear about your book! I hope it does well! Now, girls, Congrats on getting through another long year of school. Chantal, I've been cutting back on eating and working out a LOT so get moving, because I'm determined to have better abs than you. That goes for you too Miranda. The challenge has been extended. I love you both and being here has made me see what a truly rotten brother I've been to you. I love you all so much, and wish yu could all be in my head to see what I've been seeing and what I've been thinking. The mountains out here are GORGEOUS. I'm so  mad I can't climb them.  Chantal I hope you study hard and have the time of your life, and work hard so college is easier. Miranda, remember that High School doesn't last forever, and college is just around the corner. Take heart. Keep drawing and sending me pictures of your sculptures. Sophie, I love you and can't wait to see you all grown up when I come back! I can't wait to get to know you all over again. Mom, dont worry about me, and trust the Lord. I've been thinking a lot about faith while I'm here and the miraculoius power it has. Dad, I can't wait to see what you've been painting, keep doing your best and working your hardest. Not being able to draw or paint as often as I want to is not torture, but it's not the Best in thwe world. Grandma [Pettengill], and Grandpa [Pettengill]. I love you both. Grandpa, I think about  you whenever I enter the temple. [Grandma and Grandpa Pettengill work at the Palmyra, NY Temple. They have been temple workers since the Palmyra Temple was dedicated in 2000. The Provo Temple is where we did posthumous work for Grandpa Pettengill's parents (my grandparents), so we have reminded Calvin that we have family ties to the Provo Temple too.] Grandma, THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOO MUCH FOR YOUR LETTERS!!!!!!!!!!!! I love letters. Letters here are the breath of life. Grandma and Grandpa Hargrave. I love you both very much, and I think about you often. Have fun with my new baby cousin!!!!! I can't wait to see him!!!
PLEASE keep sending me letters! They are seriously the breath of life that keeps me sane.
I love you all, and hope you all are blessed
 a la prochain!
Elder Calvin Messinger

Calvin's Second Email


Remember how I said I was going to edit for grammar, spelling and punctuation? Well I'm not editing this one!

12 June, 2012
Hello from the MTC!!!

Hey mom, and family!!!!
It's been an awesome expirience here at the MTC!!!!!! Going to the temple every P day is super! Go as often as you can! I saw a super awesome movie here, called "The Testasments". It's REALLY cool, and dad, has some cool visual library stuff in it. Let's see........ I wake up every morning, and walk to class under the sadow of a mountain. It's the one to the left of Y mountain. The MTC is right next to BYU, so we see a LOT of students working as staff here. I don't have your letters right here with me, so I can't answer all your questions, but yes mom, I have seen some weird spiders here. Only about 2, but both were EVIL looking. uh, oh, heres another one wehlaef m,qwruhklfuhlwr roagdv bjk         got it. Now, as I was saying......... Havent seen any Apostles yet,but there are some CRAZY powerful devotionals here. The food is great, though it throws your intestines out of wack. I've written most expiriences in my journals, so I can share them with you. Almost out of time, gotta wrap this up before the guard droids electrocute me again. I will write you more, and hopefully tellyou more then. J'aime vous!
Au Revoir!!!!!
Elder Messinger.

A Typical "DearElder" Post

They have this service called "DearElder." You can email a message to your missionary through their website and they will print your message out and put it in your missionary's mailbox at the MTC. Usually I try to send a message to Calvin every day. I figure it will help ease my homesickness for him. *grin* It is a free service, however they do suggest a donation if you can to help defray the costs of paper and ink to print the messages. Below is a recent "DearElder" note we sent Calvin. Most of the time it's just news of the day and what's going on with my neurologist appointments and tests I have to have done in connection with trying to diagnose what's happened with my brain, but occasionally we do get a little silly.


5 June, 2012
Dear Elder Messinger,

YAY! We got an email today! YAY! Okay, so I cried. But they were tears of joy *smile* Hmm. I wonder if the Elder you met will be coming to Greene? I'll have to let you know.

My appointment with the neurologist is tomorrow FINALLY! I am sort of nervous. Your poor dad. He must feel like he's living in a Jane Austen movie lately. You know in Chantal's favorite movie where the annoying hysterical mother says "Oh Mr. [whatever his name is] how can you do that to my poor nerves!" and he says something like, "On the contrary, they've been my constant companion these 20 years." yah, I've been sort of like that. Your poor dad!! But I haven't been quite that bad - at least I don't think I have, you'd have to ask him. He just keeps saying "No, I'm not going anywhere, yes, I still love you, it's okay, it's all my fault." *ha ha, just kidding*

Oh, by the way. "Dear Elder Messinger, you'd probably type faster if you used less exclamation points. And you spell like your dad. Love MoMM" Bwahahahaha.

We went to Sayre today for Miranda to get the next tension on her braces. A tractor trailer about wiped us off the road. Dad and Miranda were playing BINGO all the way out and back and Sophie even got Miranda a few times. She's getting pretty good at the game! The next time we go to Sayre, Miranda gets the bottom braces on. That ought to be fun. NOT!

Miranda says she'll send you more of her pictures, and some letters. Oh, and should we send you some toothpicks for the shreds of paper in your teeth? :-)

Miranda says "We have 5 more days until school lets out. 5 MORE DAYS" - as she bounds out of the living room and sees Sophie and I hear "WHY DO YOU HAVE MY SHOES ON? WHERE DID YOU GET MY SHOES? PUT MOMMY'S SHOES BACK ON? DON'T BITE ME! MOOMMMM SHE'S TRYING TO BITE ME!" I guess that's my signal to sign off.

We love you. (now Sophie's singing . . . wait for it . . . wait for it . . . "Wonder pets wonder pets we're on our way to help a baby animal and save the day" bwahahahaha now you're going to have that song in your braaaiiiin. *evil, wicked laughter*) [I have to interject here that Sophie likes to watch the little kids' show "Wonder Pets" and Calvin became exceedingly vexed when we would sing the theme song all the time.]

We love you!

Study hard, pray fervently for the Sprit to attend you, immerse yourself in the language (and please, please write it legibly so I can understand it when you write it! Miranda's laughing hysterically as I type this NO MIRANDA I HAVE NOT WRITTEN ENOUGH I STILL HAVE 5,399 CHARACTERS LEFT 5,378)

I Love you Calvin,

Study hard, GO AWAY MIRANDA I'm trying to be serious now! Oh forget it. EMMMM OOOOO UUUUUUU EEEEESSSSSS EEEEEEEEE
wonder pets wonder pets we're on our way . . . the phone, the phone is ringing, this. is. seweeus. gimmee the chocolate sauce.

Monday, June 25, 2012

Some Facts About Calvin's Mission

  Calvin received his mission call to the Canada Montréal Mission on Friday, February 10th, 2012. Included with his call was a map of his mission, a several-page packing list of clothing and other necessities to have, a brief description of who his mission president is, paperwork for some of the necessary documents he needed and instructions on medical and dental procedures he had to make sure were taken care of. When I looked at the map and compared it to a map of Canada, I realized that Calvin's mission takes in the Québec Province and the Nunavut Territory, plus the city of Ottawa (which is in the Ontario Province). Our Binghamton Senators Ice Hockey team is the farm team for the Ottawa Senators, so that's kind of interesting.
  A few weeks later, we received another envelope from his mission with more paperwork and more information. I'll quote a few things here:
  "About nine million people from many different countries live within our boundaries. Much of  Québec has an almost European feel with a distinct culture and unique traffic laws. French and English are predominant, but over 35 other languages are spoken. The Mission Office stocks The Book of Mormon in dozens of languages. Almost any language background you have will help you with missionary work here.
  "Church units are concentrated in the Southern part of these two provinces. There are approximately 9,000 members in four stakes. They include French, English, Spanish and Mandarin speaking wards and branches. You will teach the gospel in at least two of these languages."
  I have to add here that another young man from our stake here has been called to serve in the same mission. This young man is fluent in English and French, and has been called to serve speaking Mandarin!
  Some more facts about missions in general that I found on lds.org under their "for news media" heading:
  Single men between the ages of 19 and 25 serve 2-year missions. Single women over the age of 21 serve 10-month missions. Retired couples also serve missions - in fact, Calvin's Grandma Pettengill served a 3 1/2 year family history mission, and his Grandma and Grandpa Hargrave served a mission too. Calvin's dad served a mission to Mississippi.
  The Provo MTC, where Calvin is studying, is one of 15 MTCs worldwide. The other countries are: Argentina, Brazil, Chile, Colombia, Dominican Republic, England, Ghana, Guatemala, Mexico, New Zealand, Peru, The Philippines, South Africa, and Spain. In fact, one of Calvin's friends from Idaho went to the South African MTC, and another friend went to the Brazil MTC.
  The Provo MTC averages 2,700 missionaries at any given time, or 24,000 over the course of a year.
  Missionaries spend between 3 weeks and 3 months at the MTC depending on their grasp of the language.
  While in the MTC, missionaries spend their days studying religion, language, and teaching skills. Their schedules are busy with classes, personal study time, and sports (yes, they do have a "gym class" period every day and it's my understanding that they are encouraged to exercise regularly while on their mission to keep themselves healthy).
  There are 55,410 missionaries according to the general report in April. With all the missionaries coming home and more going out, that number stays pretty constant.
  There are 340 missions worldwide.

Calvin's First Email


I have to preface this with a disclaimer: Calvin's emails are for us as a family. I share them here for all to enjoy, however if he has written the names of other missionaries, or families he is teaching, or other information "of a personal nature" about other people, I will edit that out to protect their privacy. I feel their right to privacy should be respected. The same goes with pictures of Calvin. If he has other missionaries in them, we will crop them out because first of all we don't have their permission to post the pictures, and second of all we want to protect their privacy. We have instructed Calvin to get as many photos as he can of just him so that we can post them on this blog. Also, if I add any commentary to the letters and emails I will put the commentary in the traditional [ ] brackets. Oh, and I will edit for typos and punctuation. I might miss some, but I do want this to be readable after all. *grin*

5 June, 2012
Hey its me!!!


Bonjour!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am having such a fun time here at the MTC!!!!!! It's great! Mom, in answer to all your questions: Yes we are studying hard, or at least trying to. Dad, every day I think about Captn. Jean Luc Picard and Poiro and Captn. Moroni, and strive to live to those standards. I'm not always successful, but I try to do better. I did get a picture of my dork dot, and hope to get many others. I'm actually drawing many things that I see, so I'm keeping a record that way. There are 5 missionaries in our district. We also have 3 Sisters in our district. Yes districts are set up by language, and all of us are French speaking. My district is going to Lyon, France, Montreal, Canada, and maybe Paris, France. One Sister is going to Montreal Spanish speaking as well as French, but she is a native Spanish and English speaker. The food here is great, but I can only manage one plateful, as well as some fruit, salad and dessert. No, we don't have daily devotionals, but we do have to teach an "investigator" every day. Those are some of the best experiences we have each day. Gym is fun too. We only have language class, then teaching assignment and then maybe a workshop, the rest is study time. Eat sleep study, that's really how you're supposed to live here. No culture customs class. No they don't deliver messages on Sunday, but please still write. You know that scene in "The Best Two Years" [a movie that shows sort of what missionary life is like] where the Elders get their mail and the one rips open his letter with his teeth? I'm still picking paper scraps out of my teeth. PLEASE WRITE. It helps me get through each day!!!!!!!! It doesn't make me homesick at all.
Miranda: I can't write until P day. Please draw more pictures.
Chantal: CONGRATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sophie: I love you so much and love imagining your little hands on those letters that i hold.
Dad: I love you too, and want to be the best I can be! Miss you lots
MOMM: Love you soo much and can't wait to tell you all my stories.
LOVE
Elder Messinger
P.S. There is an Elder going to your mission. Watch for him, no Idea when he'll get there! [He actually arrived in our mission within a week of when Calvin wrote this, sadly he didn't come to the Greene Branch, but that's okay! He'll be here for 2 years so there's a good chance he will come to Greene!] LOVE YOU ALLL!!!!!!!!!

I should probably mention that I sign my emails and letters to Calvin "Love, MoMM" which stands for "Mother of a Mormon Missionary." If you don't understand this, see one of the beginning posts. *grin*

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Finally! Photos!



Calvin took a photo of his missionary tag with the "dork dot," (as it is affectionately called) which is a sticker each new missionary gets on their first day at the MTC (or Missionary Training Center). That way, if they get lost - or are looking around like they are lost - everyone understands that they are new to the MTC and will help out. After the first day, most missionaries take the "dork dot" off and put it on the back of their tags.




Because of budget cuts, the swim team at Harpursville was cut Calvin's senior year. Calvin wanted to stay in shape, so he asked his dad what he should do. His dad's answer? "Try out for the football team! You'll fulfill your goal of staying in shape and it doesn't matter if you play or not!" Mind you, Calvin hadn't played football at all except for some flag football with friends and some team football way back when he was in kindergarten. The good thing about living in a small school district is that your children get opportunities to play on sports teams that they wouldn't have if they lived in a larger district.  He practiced very hard, and though he only played about 5 minutes the entire season, he met his goal of staying in shape. We were very proud of him for doing something so hard.




Calvin made this page about his baptism for his scrapbook. I like the spiders and what seems to be an arrow coming out of the cloud thing. Calvin has always added his personal touch to things.




Calvin had to give a talk in primary 9/99. So he illustrated his testimony. It reads (starting from the book in the upper left corner):  "I know the scriptures are true."  "I'm glad the Prophet, President Hinckley, lives today." The two brown people are captioned: "I know Jesus lives," and "I know Heavenly Father lives."  The tall man in the middle is captioned: "I'm very glad that Joseph Smith found the Golden Plates." The kneeling man: "Lieutenant Stone with the Book of Mormon." I had forgotten his affinity for action figures.




One of Calvin's early comic book pages. I couldn't find the one with the dinosaur leaving one of the cells and the puff of dust.




This is the picture Calvin drew about baptism, and that I mentioned in my talk. As I said, Calvin always had to add his own personal touch to things.




Calvin was on the swim team for his school for 2 years - his sophomore and junior years. Both years the team won awards for having the highest GPA. Again, had he been in a larger school, he wouldn't have had this opportunity. His high school had a handful of boys who wanted to swim, so they banded together with 4 other schools and were known as "the alphabet team" ABGHS. They did really well. But budget cuts were deadly.




Calvin walking in the Sacred Grove the day we took him to the temple. We believe that the Sacred Grove is where Joseph Smith saw God and Jesus Christ, in answer to his prayer when he was 14 years old. It is a place of much peace and great beauty.




You can see the Sacred Grove from the Palmyra Temple. Here is Calvin standing at a period replica of a fence by the Joseph Smith Farmstead Home, the day we took him to the temple.




We took this picture the Sunday before Calvin left for the MTC. Here, he's making fun of me for being so short. Silly boy.




Calvin playing his french horn in the pit at a stage production of "Crazy For You" in Bainbridge, NY. This was Calvin's first "paying gig" as a musician.




Calvin doing his homework with Ziggy, our pet rat. We LOVED our pet rats (we had to buy the cage in the background to make room for 4 rats)! Ziggy was a beautiful silver color. Rats are fun pets, by the way, in case you're curious.




One of Calvin's earliest trips to the Palmyra Temple. This temple was dedicated in 2000. You probably can't see this, but the sleeves on Calvin's shirt are rolled up to fit him, and I think his pants are held up by a belt that has a few extra holes bored in it.




Calvin and his younger sister Chantal again at the temple in Palmyra. His pants and shirt fit much better this time. I think he's 16 in this photo.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Headaches and Migraines and Book Debuts

I have not forgotten the blog! Really, I haven't! So, still with the "introduction" I'll include the talk I gave the Sunday before Calvin left. I am looking for the pictures and illustrations to go along with this talk - like the baptism picture mentioned - and I will add them as I find them. But for now, because I need some more posts in order for this to keep rolling along, here's the talk [with commentary in brackets]:


Before I begin this talk, I’d like to point out that every single woman in this branch has been a mother to my son at some point in his life so far. Each of you have taught him, guided him and nurtured him. I am grateful for the counsel, care, encouragement, support and love you have all expressed to Calvin over the last 14 1/2 years of his life here in the Greene Branch. Likewise, I express the same gratitude to the men in this branch for your acts of fatherhood. It has been wonderful to experience the phenomenon of the Greene Branch sending a missionary into the field, for Calvin truly belongs to all of us.  [The Greene, NY Branch in our church truly is a wonderful group of people. I wish everyone could know such fantastic people.]
30 years ago I was given a school assignment titled “What I Want to be When I Grow Up.”  It was impressed upon the eighth grade that this essay would require hours of research in the library (using the card catalog and other ancient means of finding at least 3 reliable sources). The essay would count as a grade for our English class and a copy of the essay would be placed in our permanent file. I had no idea what a “permanent file” was. I imagined it was some top secret folder, that I would never be privy to, passed along from grade to grade, containing records of every act of misconduct or academic success I had ever committed. Something akin to the records kept in Heaven, but with more immediate, mortal consequences. How many 8th graders do you know who have an absolute, clear vision of what they want to be when they grow up? I did. I knew that I wanted to be a mother, but somehow I also understood that this particular assignment demanded the answer of a career outside the home. I agonized over this essay and I worried that my answer wouldn’t be good enough. With the encouragement and help of my mother I presented my final essay “I Want to be the Mother of a Mormon Missionary.”
As I have thought about this talk, images, thoughts and scriptures have come to my mind: the image of a child holding his father’s hand; the scripture Doctrine and Covenants 18:13-17; the divinely instituted rules having to do with ages and progression at those ages; common mother’s advice; and the prophetic counsel from David O. McKay in 1935 “No other success can compensate for failure in the home.” I have also agonized over whether or not I have adequately prepared my son to be the man he is to become.
The image of a child holding his father’s hand: The first time I heard Calvin bear his testimony was over the speaker in the foyer in the Owego building. I was sitting in the chair trying to calm a fussy Chantal and I heard this little 3 year old bearing his testimony. I prayed that he wouldn’t talk about dragons and dinosaurs - which he didn’t. I was touched that he had the desire to share that he knew Jesus loved him and that Heavenly Father loved him and that he loved his family.
The scripture Doctrine and Covenants 18:13-17
13 And how great is his joy in the soul that repenteth!
14 Wherefore, you are called to cry repentance unto this people.
15 And if it so be that you should labor all your days in crying repentance unto this people, and bring, save it be one soul unto me, how great shall be your joy with him in the kingdom of my Father!
16 And now, if your joy will be great with one soul that you have brought unto me into the kingdom of my Father, how great will be your joy if you should bring many souls unto me!
17 Behold, you have my gospel before you, and my rock, and my salvation.
I have always been taught - and have always felt - that verse 15 means it is within the walls of our own homes that we do the greatest work of saving souls, whether we be a family of one, or a family of many. I have felt great peace when the Spirit whispers to me the truths of the saving work of the gospel. My heart is comforted by the promises that my family is eternal because of the binding, saving nature of the covenants and ordinances of the gospel found in the temple.
        Divinely instituted ages of progression
Because this talk is primarily about being the mother of a mormon missionary, I will focus on the progression of a young man - though the ages are pretty much the same for all of us in the gospel.
       8 years old is an important age in the gospel. It is at this age that God states children are accountable. Doctrine and Covenants 68:27 states: “And their children shall be baptized for the remission of their sins when eight years old, and receive the laying on of the hands.” I have to share that when Calvin had a primary lesson on baptism the handout was a line drawing with a father and a son in the water for the children to color. The drawing was of just the torsos and I’m assuming the intent was for the children to color the water. Calvin, being Calvin, had to add his own personal touch to the page. He drew in the boy’s legs and feet and then added a sort of monster coming up with jaws wide open. Todd was sorely tempted to tug on Calvin’s pants just before he baptized him! [This is one of the mementos I am searching for. I know it's somewhere in the recesses of our attic room, probably between here and Narnia by now.] When Calvin approached 8 years old, I saw a difference in him. I saw his reasoning skills improve, I saw him better able to discern between right and wrong. I saw the Holy Ghost’s influence on him as he made decisions. His decisions were no longer those of a small child, but those of an older child trying to choose the right. I began to see the wisdom of the Lord’s appointed ages of progression.
      12 years old brought the Aaronic Priesthood, and the office of a Deacon, and Calvin begin to learn of his priesthood responsibilities. I watched Calvin grapple with larger decisions, and strive to keep the standards as he saw his friends begin to test their wings and push the limits. Calvin cringes when we replay tapes of “Whose Line is it Anyway” from mutual activities when he was this age. He was an enthusiastic, high-pitched, giggly boy, infatuated with the older young women and so excited to be with the big kids! Todd found photos of Calvin’s first temple trip the other day, He was dressed in his father’s dress pants and white shirt (with the cuffs of the shirt rolled up a few times and the pants cinched tight with a belt). [Again, another photo I'm looking for.] At this age, Calvin was given the responsibility to act in Christ’s stead as he passed the sacrament. I have begun a list of youth who were called of God at a very young age. Samuel the biblical prophet was given to the prophet to serve the Lord by his mother. Joan of Arc was young when she was called of God to save her people. Christ was in the temple teaching at age 12. Joseph Smith saw God and Jesus at the age of a deacon.
      At 14 Calvin was ordained as aTeacher and his priesthood responsibilities increased. He also began to go to stake youth activities. I watched Calvin increase in maturity; his voice deepened, the gap between his standards and his friends’ standards grew wider, he began to grow taller than me (finally) and he felt a greater weight of responsibility. The decisions facing him were even more crucial to set the stage for his future.
     When he turned 16, he waited a few months before he was ordained to be a Priest. He worried that he wasn’t worthy to officiate in those priesthood responsibilities. His gift of discernment intensified. He was old enough to date and to begin learning to drive. He grew even taller and surpassed his dad. We were getting ready to bring Sophie into our family and I was amazed at how kind and concerned he was with my health and safety. As soon as he found out I was pregnant with Sophie he began to hold my arm to steady me whenever we went out. He carried grocery bags in for me. Literally as soon as he found out I was pregnant he was very concerned for my safety and health. He stood outside the bathroom door to wait and see if I was pregnant and as soon as I said I was, he said, "Here Mom, let me take those bags for you." I could see that he was really thinking about how this pregnancy was affecting me. It was also at this time that two of his friends were bringing a baby into their relationship. Calvin saw two very different consequences of pregnancy and I think he realized even more how much of a difference his decisions and the decisions of his friends made. This was also the year that he went by himself to Idaho for the summer. I was very nervous for him to fly all by himself (not to mention I really wanted him around in case he had to drive me to the hospital because his dad was out of town on a business trip). When he came home in August, I could see how he had grown and matured even more over the summer. He was also very concerned about his relationship with Sophie. He was concerned that he wouldn't be as close with her as he was with Chantal or Miranda. He has spent a lot of time with Sophie to make sure she knows he loves her and that he is her brother.
     Last year, at age 18, he received the Melchizedek Priesthood and was ordained to the office of an Elder. As he has exercised his priesthood in our behalf this past year I have seen even greater growth in his spirituality and his decision making. He has grown intellectually and matured even more. We have had quite the conversations and discussions about more advanced ideas and thoughts. I have seen more of the man he will become and I realize how blessed I am to be the mother of this child.
      As I have watched Calvin (and my daughters) progress through the age-defined stages of the church, I have seen at each stage the wisdom of the Lord’s timing, and how those ages define divine growth. I marvel at the wisdom of the Lord, and each time one of my children reaches one of these age-steps I am reminded again of why each step happens at that particular age. Calvin is pretty much the same at home and at school as he is at church. Though the topics he discusses at school somewhat differ from those he talks about at church, his actions are consistent. He is kind and respectful to everyone (even his sisters) and he lives the gospel standards daily, wherever he is.
     I wanted to share some common motherly advice and my interpretations of that advice:
     Always put on clean underwear. To me this means make sure you wear your garments in purity and that you keep yourself clean.
     Brush and floss! Brushing and flossing are like repentance. There’s the repentance for the “big stuff” which is like brushing. But according to our dental hygenist it’s the flossing that is really important, because flossing gets the little stuff that can add up over time and destroy your teeth. So repent about the little things, because the little things can add up and drag you down.
     Make your bed. Just as laying down each night in a clean bed is nice, and it makes your room look neater, if you have some semblance of order in your life it helps you to keep things in perspective when life gets chaotic and unexpected events derail your life.
     Always bring extra socks. Be prepared for emergencies both physically and spiritually. Honor your priesthood and live so that if you are called upon for help you are ready to do so.
     Wear a hat and gloves when it’s cold. To me this is like putting on the armor of God.
     Eat your vegetables. If you are physically healthy and eat well, you are promised in Doctrine and Covenants 89 
3 Given for a principle with promise, adapted to the capacity of the weak and the weakest of all saints, who are or can be called saints.
18 And all saints who remember to keep and do these sayings, walking in obedience to the commandments, shall receive health in their navel and marrow to their bones;
19 And shall find wisdom and great treasures of knowledge, even hidden treasures;
20 And shall run and not be weary, and shall walk and not faint.
21 And I, the Lord, give unto them a promise, that the destroying angel shall pass by them, as the children of Israel, and not slay them. Amen.
     Be kind to others: Love others as Jesus does.
     Grandma Esther always closed her letters that she wrote to me while I was in college with: “Read your scriptures and say your prayers.” She knew that if I was doing just those two simple things that I could continue to have the Holy Ghost with me to guide me, to direct me, and to keep me safe.
     Follow the rules! They are there to protect you. As I was writing notes for this part, I was sharing it with Dylan and he said, “Follow the rules. You’ll be safe or it will hurt less.” Doctrine and Covenants 82:10 says “I, the Lord, am bound when ye do what I say; but when ye do not what I say, ye have no promise.”
     Stop and ask directions! Ask the people who know. Ask your mission president, ask the people who have gone before you, ask the people who have held the calling before you, read the handbook. You are not in this alone. There are people and books and scriptures that the Lord has placed here for you so you can find directions and know what to do.
     Make good friends. Surround yourself with people who will help you keep your standards. Yes, you can love everyone as Christ did, but he surrounded himself with friends who uplifted him and supported him in his calling as the Saviour.
     Don’t touch the hot stove. Remember the list we wrote? Why I touched the stove: “I had to touch it so I knew it was bad for me.”  “I couldn’t help myself, the burners were so attractive!” “I can always touch the stove and heal later.” Stay away from sin, the prophets have counseled to stay firmly  on the side of good and far away from the line of demarcation between good and evil.
     If you swear I’ll wash your mouth out with soap. There are sometimes unpleasant consequences for our actions.
     Reverence God and Christ. Keep them foremost in your mind. We are all representatives of Christ. We need to remember that those who do not have the gospel will judge the church by how we act towards them.
     And the prophetic counsel from David O. McKay in 1935 “No other success can compensate for failure in the home.”
     I have also agonized over whether or not I have adequately prepared my son to be the man he is to become.
I think these are self - explanatory.

Remember the Five-finger Testimony?
Here is my testimony on the fingers of one hand:
.1. I know that God is our Father in Heaven and that He loves us.
.2. Jesus Christ is His Son, our Savior and Redeemer.
.3. Joseph Smith is a prophet of God. He translated the Book of Mormon by the gift and power of God.
.4. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is the Lord’s Church on the earth today.
.5. The living prophet is [President Thomas S. Monson].
Sidney S. Reynolds April 2003 General Conference; "I Can Pray to Heavenly Father Anytime, Anywhere."

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

More Introduction

  I have to add before we get into Calvin's correspondence that when I envisioned being the mother of a Mormon Missionary I figured that I'd live in a house like the one I grew up in (four bedrooms, one and a half bathrooms, nice kitchen, usable basement). It was a really great home to spend my childhood in.
  Don't get me wrong, I am grateful for the home we live in now. We have a fenced in back yard. We have the best neighbors you could ask for, seriously, they are the best. They helped us bury our cat when Todd was out of town on a business trip. They took me to the hospital when I fell and broke my foot when (yep you guessed it) Todd was out of town on a business trip - and they had dinner plans that night too. They serenade us with their garage band (and it's good music)! We live right across the street from a golf course, so we never have to buy golf balls. We have a back lawn and a woods area for the kids to explore and tromp around in. It's a great place to live.
  We have about 900 square feet of living space, which isn't too bad. But if you figure that at one point we had 4 rats, 3 large dogs, 2 birds and 2 cats plus 5 people and a business it seems pretty small. Then we lost some pets and added a baby! Basically we live on one floor, with 7 foot ceilings, two bedrooms, a small kitchen, a front room, a dining/multipurpose room, and one bathroom. It's not so bad until you remember that we're a family and families tend to have the same *ahem* schedule. So when we come home from church it's a race to see who gets to the bathroom first. I can say that it's a good thing we have bushes around the house and that at least 2 of our family are male. The rest of us have become adept at crossing our legs and eyes and fingers and toes. Then there is the leaky roof, the leaky basement, the rats in the walls and all the other "fix-it-up-stuff" than an old house accumulates over the years and you never seem to have time to do. *sigh* Oh well. Some day it will get done.
  Calvin's room was upstairs, in the "attic." He liked it up there, even when he couldn't stand up straight in the middle of his room. After Sophie was born, we moved the recliner chair up there and it became "the man cave."
  Miranda has had designs on Calvin's room for the last year and a half. She has become very vocal in her petitions for her own room (and has suggested that perhaps she could move upstairs and Calvin should move to the living room) every week for the last 6 months.
  So though this is not the house I expected to raise my Mormon Missionary in, it is where we are supposed to be. I might add that the way we bought our house is quite miraculous. The house was being sold "as is" for $6,500. We knew this was where God wanted us to be, and still wants us to be today. Though some days it really would be nice to live in my sister's house that has lots of bathrooms. It's for sale by they way. It's a gorgeous home, in a beautiful neighborhood in Alexandria, Virginia. Here's the link to the website: http://www.210nvt.com/

Saturday, June 9, 2012

In The Beginning

  Though this blog is mainly about Calvin's mission, I feel I have to set the stage - since it will be mostly written and maintained by me, his mother. 30 years ago when I was in 8th grade I had to write an essay titled "What I Want to be When I Grow Up." We 8th graders were informed that this essay would count as an English grade and would be placed in our permanent files (those mysterious files we were not permitted to see, that followed us from Kindergarten to college and contained every single academic achievement and act of misconduct we ever committed, but with more immediate consequences than the records kept in heaven). My essay was titled "I Want to be the Mother of a Mormon Missionary." When my mother and I arrived for my Academic Advisement Appointment, the guidance counselor admitted he had no idea which "track" to place me in - the business/technical track or the academic track - even though I had clearly stated in my essay that I needed all the education I could obtain. With some raised eyebrows, they put me in the "college track."
  Here I am, 30 years later, fulfilling the dreams and hopes I had expressed in that essay. My son, the Mormon Missionary, is in his second week at the MTC, just a few blocks away from the dorm I was in, in 1987 my first semester at BYU. I didn't serve a mission myself, so I have all sorts of questions! What is the MTC like? Is the food like the Cannon Center's food? What do the dorms at the MTC look like? What sorts of things do they sell at the MTC bookstore? What is a typical day like in the MTC? Is it hard? I went on a study abroad program and one of the young women in my group was a returned missionary. She commented that she had the utmost respect for missionaries who lasted even a week at the MTC because it's really hard - so I know it's really hard!
  Why keep a blog about Calvin's mission? Well, for one thing, so his family and friends can keep up on things and we can all read about what's going on. That's the main reason. This is a convenient place for everyone to see how he's doing.
  Another thing is I am planning on putting together a book for Calvin when he is done and if it's all in one place it will be a lot easier! And it's ALL going to be here no spell check! So let's get started!

Calvin's Mission Headshot