Category: Gratitude

  • Experiencing Oregon – Part 1

    Experiencing Oregon – Part 1

    –Sunset, Bandon, Oregon–

    Sunday, April 1st, 2018 – April Fools Day. With the van loaded, family, luggage, food and all, we pulled out of Springville, headed for the Oregon coast. The kids found a Box Elder Bug inside the van, crawling across the dash board. We joked that it wanted to hitch a ride to Oregon with us. They named it “George.”

    First to I-80 and across to Wendover, Utah and West Wendover, Nevada we went, stopping there for a restroom break, a few yards from the Nevada state line. I had never been there before, but I knew that the town straddled the state line between Utah and Nevada. It was just funny to see a casino with its parking lot in Utah but the building in Nevada.

    Our last stop before Oregon was in Carlin, Nevada. It felt good to stand up and stretch our legs. We filled up and made use of the facilities before heading out on our last stretch before the motel in Oregon. We also switched drivers. Hunter drove the rest of the way to Lakeview, Oregon.

    The last stretch of road for the day was the lonely area from northwest Nevada into southeast Oregon. From Winnemucca, Nevada up highway 95, and then northwest on highway 140 to Lakeview, Oregon, there were no towns, no cell service, and practically no gas, restrooms or civilization. The highway was narrow, with almost no shoulder, especially after crossing into Oregon. We encountered almost no other traffic. I only found out later that the southeastern part of Oregon seems to be made up of practically nothing but wilderness study areas and wildlife refugees. If course this pretty much means no civilization either, but it was sure pretty, kind of reminding me of southwest Utah with all the black lava rock and sage brush.

    At one point we came to the top of a ridge called Doherty Slide which looks to me like a faultline, where one side dropped and the other side went up, similar to the hill just above Hurricane, Utah where I grew up. The highway down Doherty Slide precariously winds down a steep slope into the valley below, with no guardrail and a speed limit of 25 miles per hour. This photo doesn’t do it justice. It is a thousand foot drop from the top to the valley floor. Hunter took this portion very slowly, but it still made us all a little nervous. We were glad to make it safely to the bottom.

    Shortly after this area, the drive seemed to slowly get greener and greener. Then we hit a valley of cultivated fields and greenery, with farmhouses scattered across the valley. I don’t know if you’d call it a town or a village, but it’s listed on the map as Adel. From there we began heading up the canyon where Deep Creek flowed, getting into more greenery and alpine conditions. We even got into a few snow flurries and some rain. There were also some beautiful waterfalls. The beauty of God’s creations was astounding.

    We arrived in Lakeview, Oregon and checked into the Best Western Skyline Motor Lodge. They had a room that had an extra extension room with another bed – three queen beds (we made due with this with some of the kids sleeping on the floor). We enjoyed pulled pork sandwiches for dinner. The room had a microwave oven in which we reheated the pulled pork we had roasted in the crock pot the night before. We had some chips we brought that the kids enjoyed too.

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    Later the boys and Grace went down to the pool and enjoyed a swim.

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    The next morning we packed up and headed out for the beach house, excited that we were going to see the ocean that very day. We were also excited to go through parts of Oregon we knew would be green, mountainous and beautiful.

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    We hit some spots of snow on the roads going over the mountain passes after Klammath Falls. The sun was out though, and it was already melting. It was amazingly gorgeous.

     

     

     

     

     

     

  • It’s Been Far Too Long!

    It’s Been Far Too Long!

    —My oldest and youngest—

    Wow! I cannot believe it has been almost for years since I last posted on here! That is just far too long! My youngest son, whom I posted about when he was born, is now almost four. Our oldest is now twenty-two, and he keeps honing his musical and artistic skills. He is a responsible hard worker, and has been working full-time.

    I guess life gets busy and we get so involved in a myriad of things that we sometimes lose track of time and of how important it can really be to record our lives for our posterity. Spencer W. Kimball shared some sage advice on this topic. He said:

    Your story should be written now while it is fresh and while the true details are available…

    Write [about] your goings and your comings, your deeper thoughts, your achievements and your failures, your associations and your triumphs, your impressions and your testimonies…

    Those who keep a personal journal are more likely to keep the Lord in remembrance in their daily lives.”

    Kimball, Spencer W. President Kimball Speaks Out. Deseret Book Co., 1981, pp. 57, 59.

    In pondering this, I realize that I need to do better with this, both with my blog here as well as with my handwritten journal. I could sure use keeping the Lord in remembrance in my life a bit more right now – who couldn’t? So, I am going to make the attempt.

    Four years ago I was attending Utah Valley University part-time as a computer science student, and was working there full-time as an academic advisor. I finished that degree in April 2016 and started working as a Computer Scientist at Hill Air Force Base in the late summer of 2016. My career change finally came to fruition.


    My oldest daughter served a mission for the LDS Church in the Atlanta, Georgia area. She helped a lot of people draw closer to God. She served for a year and a half. She is an amazing woman who overcame a lot of challenges in her life to just be able to go on her mission.

    My third finished high school a year ago and struggled through a whole semester of full-time college and a part-time job with some serious health issues. He did so well in bearing up under his trials. He’s a strong young man.

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    He recently performed the oratorio “The Lamb of God” by Rob Gardner with a group that puts it on annually around Easter. It was so amazing that words just fail to describe its spiritual power.

    What makes me feel old is that our middle child is almost eighteen and will graduate from high school in another couple of months. Middle ChildHe has been serving in the role of senior class president and has participated in theater. He’s a responsible young man.

    Our fifth is fourteen, almost fifteen. In another month he will be able to get his learners permit for driving. Fifth ChildAs a freshman in high school he has been participating in theater and has been learning the guitar over the past few years. He’s a very talented young man.

    Then there is our youngest daughter. It seems like just yesterday she was born, yet  she was baptized in January.  Youngest DaughterI just can’t believe my little girl is eight years old. She is a sweet, thoughtful and considerate girl that is growing up too fast.

    Then our youngest – almost four – wow! Last BoyHow did this happen? Where did the time go? I love my family and feel extremely grateful to Heavenly Father for this wonderful blessing in my life!

     

  • Stewart Henry Gifford

    Stewart Henry Gifford

    —Stewart Henry Gifford—

    A wonderful blessing entered our lives on Tuesday, June 3, 2014. Stewart Henry Gifford was born in the American Fork, Utah Hospital at 3:38 p.m., weighing in at 8 lbs. 9 oz. and measuring 21 inches long.

    I had spent several hours watching the love of my life go through such excruciating pain in preparing to deliver Stewart into this world. I was almost in tears seeing her suffering like that and feeling so helpless to do anything to help her other than be by her side reassuring her. So when Stewart finally made his appearance, I was so overcome with relief that the hardest part for Jill was over and with joy that Stewart was finally here that tears came to my eyes. I was so relieved that Jill was okay – she was my superhero! She was absolutely amazing! I was also overcome with such joy at our newborn son, so innocent and fresh from heaven, and new to this world. Words cannot describe to emotions that I went through in seeing such a miracle as the birth of my son!

    Stewart didn’t cry much when he was born. They brought him up to snuggle with Jill right after the delivery and then he stopped breathing and started turning blue. One of the nurses grabbed him and put him onto the little bed for newborns that has a heater above it. She immediately started rubbing him down to stimulate him to breathe. He responded and started breathing again and pinked up, but his breathing was fast and shallow. We were all concerned for him.

    They monitored him for 20 – 30 minutes in the room, watching his breathing rate and making sure his vital signs were okay. After that I went with him down to the nursery to be with him while he was “checked in.” This means they had to enter all his information into the computer, take his footprints, give him the newborn physical screening, give him his newborn bath, and get him dressed. Stewart and I waited for probably half an hour in the nursery before they could get to him because of about five other newborns ahead of him to get the same things done. Of course, Stewart didn’t mind because he was laying under a heat lamp on a little bed sleeping.

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    When the nurse got to giving him his bath, he didn’t mind too much, except when they took off his diaper and washed that area down. That was the most I heard him cry since he was born, and even that wasn’t much. It was just a short little cry.

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    After he was bathed, we had to wait some more while the nurse entered his information into their computer. However, it was fun to see all the babies in the nursery, and to be by Stewart as we waited.

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    With all of our other children, they’ve had fairly large feet at birth (for a newborn), and Jill had just been saying to me that we always got comments from nurses saying, “Wow, his/her feet are really big!” She didn’t want to hear anyone say that about Stewart. In fact, the nurse that checked him did NOT end up saying anything about him having big feet. I was happy to report this back to Jill. Of course, the next day Jill had a nurse tell her that exact same thing – that Stewart had really big feet.

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    Finally Stewart was ready, and I was able to take him to the recovery room they had moved Jill to so he could see his mommy. Jill was so excited to finally have her baby back in her arms.

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    …to be continued…

  • Prone to Wander, Lord, I feel it

    Prone to Wander, Lord, I feel it

    —Bind my wandering heart to thee—

    A scripture to consider:

    This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come. For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, Without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good, Traitors, heady, highminded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God… ( 2 Timothy 3:1 – 4)

    Every day the fulfillment of this prophecy becomes more and more apparent.  The world today is a scary place, with all these evils all around us, even infiltrating our families.  What can we do to fight this tide of evil, this wave of wickedness? One of the answers is found in the same chapter:

    But continue thou in the things which thou hast learned and hast been assured of, knowing of whom thou hast learned them; And that from a child thou hast known the holy scriptures, which are able to make thee wise unto salvation through faith which is in Christ Jesus.  All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness: That the man of God may be perfect, throughly furnished unto all good works.  (2 Timothy 3:14 – 17)

    As I consider the implications of these scriptures I am reminded of how imperfect I am in my attempts to implement daily personal scripture study.  I tend to do all right for a while, then slack off.  I need to be more steady in my efforts with both daily scripture study as well as with personal prayers.  These are the basics by which we put on the armour of God.  “Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.”  (Ephesians 6:13)

    When I fail to take the simple steps of personal scripture study and personal prayer, I leave myself vulnerable to the temptations of Satan.  And he is not stupid – he is astute in his attacks.  He knows our weaknesses – he knows my weaknesses.  I pray that the Lord will strengthen me in my daily battles with this enemy, that I may come off conqueror and draw nearer to God.  The words of the hymn become my prayer:

    “O to grace how great a debtor
    Daily I’m constrained to be!
    Let that grace now like a fetter,
    Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
    Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
    Prone to leave the God I love;
    Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
    Seal it for Thy courts above.”

    I am so grateful this day for Heavenly Father’s mercy and grace.  I am so grateful for Jesus’ love and mercy too.  I am grateful that I can repent of my sins.  I know that I am so far from perfect, but I am trying.  I am just grateful to know that   the Lord loves us all so much and wants us all to return to him.  I am grateful for my family and the gospel of Jesus Christ on this Sabbath day.

    May we all follow the example of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. I know that he is my Savior.