Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts

Saturday, March 8, 2014

Women and the Priesthood



If you are on social media these days you have probably seen a lot of links to blog posts, newspaper articles, and various statements about LDS women and the Priesthood. Women have been using the priesthood inside and outside of the temple for years and years. I feel like I use the Priesthood on a daily basis. It is so sad to me that women feel "less than" and unfulfilled if they are not the ones at the pulpit conducting Sacrament Meeting or laying hands on the head of their child to give a blessing. Because I am an endowed member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, I am accessing Priesthood power when I gather my family to pray, to search the scriptures, or to have Family Night. I am activating Priesthood power when I use the knowledge and blessings I received in the temple to manage and direct my career. I am blessed with priesthood power when I make decisions with the help of the Holy Ghost and the strength of my temple covenants. I have been blessed with Priesthood power when I have prayed at the bedside of my child when she was suffering from a terrible illness. I have been able to call down heaven's power with my relationships, profession, and family crises. Our church has been organized by our Heavenly Father and He has inspired both men and women to be a part of its infancy. Now He inspires them in the church's modern day.


I have been directed and guided in every church calling I have ever had because I recognized and utilized the gift of the Holy Ghost and my endowment in the temple. No, I didn't lay my hands on the heads of my primary class members and administer blessings on them or anoint my visiting teaching sisters with consecrated oil because there is a cultural, ecclesiastical, and even a divine decision in our religious organization that assigns men this more public responsibility. I realize that this is the part that many women are unhappy with, but truly, I have learned in my 50 years that whenever I have sought out a responsibility or calling because it will give me more public acknowledgement, I know those have been the times when my motivations have been skewed and selfish. I'm so sorry that some women in our church today don't realize the priesthood power that they already have and use on a daily basis. The covenants we make in the temple and the astounding blessings that are pronounced on our heads are powerful and life changing if we can but see them for what they truly are: eternal blessings from a loving Heavenly Father who wants us to see our potential so we can fulfill that potential. I know that there are women who feel like they are being held down from being fulfilled because they are not allowed to use Priesthood power in a public forum, but my experience has taught me that this is Satan's whispered lies that confuse and degrade the strength of women on this earth. Satan would have us think that everything must be the same for men and women so that we can be truly fulfilled, but my time on this earth has taught me that "equal" is a term that is thrown around in this world to suggest scarcity and lack. I know that the Lord wants each of His children to have the earthly experience that she needs to learn and grow in order to return to our heavenly home and heavenly parents.

Sadly, there are very imperfect men who sometimes use the Priesthood as an opportunity to exercise authority and power over others because they are in a public position. I have experienced this first hand. This is always a counterfeit of what the priesthood's purpose is. Its true purpose is to bind families together and bless the lives of others, and if that is being sacrificed for the more selfish purpose of bringing acclaim to an individual, then it is wrong. That is the very definition of what the Lord has called a "secret combination" or an "abomination". We usually think of a secret combination as a secret organization of wicked men, but looking closer at the purpose of the secret organization we can identify the root purpose as building up a handful of men to have all the power, all the acclaim, all the riches they can gather. Men who use the Priesthood power they have been given to set themselves up above others might be guilty of being an abomination in the sight of the Lord. An abomination is that which the Lord hates. He is not pleased with those of us who use the church, and especially His priesthood, for our own personal gain. Elder Neal A. Maxwell said that our baptism is only the beginning of humility. If that is true then the temple endowment would be yet a continuation of our opportunities to be more humble and more selfless.

After reading this blog post, I felt like I needed to articulate some of my feelings about this important issue in the Mormon church. Yes, there are those who, because of their confusion and lack of gospel education, make embarrassing comparisons and statements about women and the Priesthood, but this should not be an invitation to mock the Lord's anointed or condemn leaders. It should be an invitation to teach and testify.

I hope that I haven't offended anyone by expressing my thoughts. I sorrow with anyone who feels left out, disenfranchised, or marginalized. If we had perfect people in the church's leadership roles we could probably expunge any actions that create this dissonance, but we don't. We have very flawed individuals who are usually doing what they think is best, and sometimes they get it right. At other times tender feelings are hurt and hearts are offended. But the Savior is aware of all of us and can soften hearts and bind wounds that seem beyond healing. He alone can conquer this for us.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Bragging Rights


Yes, I think I have a right to brag about how gorgeous my daughter is because I also get to experience the bittersweet feelings of watching her grow up.  We've always called her our Bonus Baby because she came along after our hope of having another child had evaporated with the passing of ten long years of trying to get her here.  Abbey isn't a baby anymore, in fact she is as tall or taller than many adults.  She is a treasure that I have tried to lock away in that family treasure chest of love, but just like my other two children escaped, so will she - and that is how it should be.  So I'm just taking a moment today to revel in this beautifully complex creation that Heavenly Father allowed us to be a part of.  Her insides are even more remarkable than her outsides and that is the most rewarding part of being her mom.  I love you, Abigail!

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Miracles: Women and Birth


It is true that I have given birth three times.  And two of those births were natural births - that means there were no epidurals involved, people.  It is also true that before January 22, 2011 I had never before watched the miracle of birth.  I guess there is just something about the work and labor of child bearing that makes a woman focus and concentrate every fiber of her being on the end result, not the process. So, as a result of being the participant in the births of my three children, I was never really involved in witnessing the pure miracle of bringing a child into this world.

My daughter Kristy was determined to change that fact with this third pregnancy of hers, so plans were made long in advance in hopes that I could be in the delivery room for this little girl's arrival.  Now having said that, you must know that being in on any of Kristy's deliveries is quite a challenge because she is one of these women who has four or five hour labors and then delivers the baby with a few pushes.  When Kimball was born three years ago, even though she had called me at about 10:30 in the morning to let me know her labor had started, Kristy was having the baby at 3:30 PM when I was boarding a plane for a one hour flight to Denver from Salt Lake.  So we knew from the get go that this would be quite a feat if I could arrive from Qatar in Colorado before the baby was born and then not have to leave before she arrived.

True to form, the whole week before I got to Colorado, Kristy had many false alarms and practically had to cross her legs to keep the little darling from appearing too soon.  Even though I had told her not to worry about me being there, Kristy was convinced I was supposed to be in the delivery room.  Then I landed in Denver and everything seemed to stop.  When I was in town it was almost like she couldn't take the parking brake off that she had pulled the week before.  Thankfully the week we had together was well spent and Kristy got some much needed pampering and I got to shop for a lot of pink things.

Then it happened.  We had planned to go to a leadership meeting on Saturday morning because Kristy is the YW president in her ward and Sister Dibbs was the visiting speaker for the meeting.  So of course, this little cutie pie decided to get us both out of another meeting.  Isn't she the best!?  Kristy's labor started at about 8 AM.  I arrived at 9 and things were getting heated as she told me the change of plans.  Jared was scrambling to get the boys over to the neighbor's house and then we drove 25 minutes to the oh so far away hospital.

By 11:42 AM I got my first peek at a very wrinkly forehead and then a whole slippery baby girl.  I was in awe of my daughter.  She looked glorious beyond description in her life-giving moments.  I was humbled by what she had done, what women do every day, what I did three times!  There just aren't words to express what I felt in those slow-motion minutes of wonder.  As the doctor carefully unwrapped the umbilical cord twice from around this little one's neck I was so thankful for a quick five push delivery that brought little Amelia Sonnet to us safely.  She quickly pinked up as she cried and rested on her mama's chest and life began to take on a new meaning for all of us.  Kristy's tears were quiet as she cradled her new sweetheart.  Jared hugged his mom and their eyes added more tears to the grateful chorus.  I just held the camera in stilled adoration.  No photograph could capture what I saw, what I felt.









Yes, I was meant to be in that delivery room.  I was meant to bear witness of the monumental calling that women have on this earth of bearing, raising, and nurturing children.  It was a sacred experience and Amelia and I will be forever bonded because I can say that I was there.  This Thoroughly Modern Millie, who has brought us all back into focus, has already begun to leave her mark on this world.  Her brothers adore her, her parents have let loose the pink parts of their loving hearts, and me and Grandpa Brett, well, we just can't wait to see all the dance recitals, soccer games, piano concerts, debate tournaments, and wrestling matches that take place even BEFORE she starts school!  We love you Millie!

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Wonder Woman Times Two


Yesterday I made myself walk out of my classroom and embrace my home and family again. My personality is "all or nothing" so I have thrown myself into revitalizing my teaching as I begin another phase of my career. It has been exhausting yet familiar and welcome to remember my talents as a teacher. At the same time though, I have been remembering the parts of this job that never became easy for me - dealing with the piles and piles of English papers to name just one.

As I locked my classroom door, I had to reassure myself that the most important thing in my life are the smiles and company of my husband, children, and grandson. I haven't been as focused on this over the last few weeks. There will always be piles of papers, but there won't always be time to try on Halloween costumes with my six-year-old and see the light in her eyes as she puts on the Wonder Woman cape and looks into the mirror. When I was her age I wanted nothing more than to be Wonder Woman, complete with the golden lasso of truth and the bullet repelling arm bracelets. Abbey and I walked out of TJ Maxx with the costume and my joy brimming over, my priorities returned to their correct place. Maybe both of us will be Wonder Women in October!