Friday, September 30, 2016

Inspired Shopping Adventure

Janessa and I couldn’t believe the sign on the door of Ross in Bountiful, Utah on September 30, 2016. The hastily scrawled sign said “Cash Only. Our Credit/Debit machine is down.” A little dazed and confused, we walked into Ross. Inside, it was like a ghost town, with only a handful of people milling around. They looked a little dazed and confused, too.

One never knows what treasures are to be found at Ross. As we walked back to the toys, Janessa said, “I hope they have Littlest Pet Shop Toys.” I said, “I hope so, too” as I said a silent prayer that her request would be granted. I wanted to get a new bedspread but had no luck. While Janessa searched in the toys, I went to look at the next item on my list: new towels. I know, very exciting What really makes them exciting is that I’m giving them to Ron as a surprise birthday gift (he likes surprises, no matter how mundane). Word to the wise: this is what you get when you won’t ask for anything for your birthday-ha ha.

Then, Janessa and I reunited with our finds. She found a large Littlest Pet Shop set for half the price. Then, I suggested we walk back to the towels so she could pick some towels for the kids. On our way, we “happened” to pass the tall shelves with pull-out wicker drawers (I call it a wicker organizer.) This made Janessa stop in her tracks. She said, “This would be perfect for my LPS” (Littlest Pet Shops, for those in the know).



Then, came the issue of how to pay for all of it in cash. I usually just carry a $20 bill on me for emergencies. (Janessa later said, “This was an emergency.”) I had brought some items to exchange but it wouldn’t be enough for all we wanted to buy. Then, I remembered a pair of boots I needed to return to Famous Footwear that were in the car. So, we put our items on hold (except for the wicker organizer) and booked it to the car and then to Famous Footwear where we made a refund.

With cash in hand, we returned to Ross. We quickly walked to the back of the store and the wicker organizer was still there. We each had a cart full of items and we headed toward the front of the store. There was a super long line in comparison to the few people that were in the store. This was likely due to there being only one cashier.

Then another cashier showed up at customer service. I got in the empty line for “Returns/Exchanges.” I felt a little bad as all the people in the regular line glared at me as I was taken next in line.

I hadn’t really added things up. I was just trusting in the Universe. The cash register was super slow and I began to wonder if it would work. I said another silent prayer. I returned the items for in-store credit as the credit card machine still wasn’t working. I came up short. But I still had cash from the boots. I ended up with $20 left over from the boots. Yay!

Janessa waited by the front with our items while I drove the van to pick up the wicker organizer. Truth be told, I didn’t really want to carry the wicker organizer to my van. As I was about to pick it up, a strapping young Ross employee was heading for the exit and I enlisted his help.

We got home safely. I told my son Ryan about our grand shopping adventure. When I told him I bought towels for Dad’s birthday, he didn’t believe me. Then I showed him the towels and he believed me.

Janessa later told me she had said a silent prayer that the cash register would work too. Like mother, like daughter. We both like a good find and an answered prayer.

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Could You Describe Love in One Paragraph?

I'm applying for chaplaincy school and have to write a dozen papers as part of the application. Chaplains can work in a variety of settings: military, hospitals, hospice, jails and prisons, emergency departments, large organizations, etc. The shortest paper for the application is to describe love in one paragraph. Could you do it? Below is my attempt:



I believe love means we have God’s heart to see as He sees and to love as He loves. God uses our hearts and hands to reach out to others but it is difficult to love as perfectly as God does and to see others as God sees them. In 1 Samuel 16:7, it reads “For the Lord does not see as man seeth, for man looketh at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart” In order to love as God does, we need our heart expanded. So we must fervently pray and ask for this gift of charity or perfect love of Christ (Moroni 7:47-48.) In Paul’s writings (1 Corinthians 13:4-8), he gives some examples of what charity is (suffers long, is kind, rejoices in the truth, bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things, and never fails) and what it is not (doesn’t envy, doesn’t vaunt itself, is not puffed up, doesn’t behave unseemly, is not selfish, is not easily provoked, doesn’t think evil, doesn’t rejoice in iniquity.) But these do’s and don’ts do not capture the full essence and magnitude of this great love of God. Other LDS scriptures (Mosiah 18:8-9) describe this true love of Christ in terms of willingness to bear the burdens of others, mourn with others and comfort others. All of these scriptures combined (not to mention the commandment to love others as God does) comprise my feelings on love. I want to see others as God sees them and be His loving embrace, His shoulder to cry on, His hands to hold, and His feet to run to others in times of distress. Use me, Lord. The truest longing of my heart is to be thy servant of love.

Thursday, September 22, 2016

The Story of the Hairdresser

I woke up one morning and had the idea to get a haircut. I was tired of styling my long hair. I wanted something really different but I was afraid to change. I looked at pictures online to get ideas. I found some pictures I liked, and, with phone in hand, I walked into the beauty salon.

I talked with the hairdresser and showed her the picture. I had long hair and wanted to go super short like a pixie cut. She looked at me kinda funny and began to lead me in a different direction with her questions. As she asked me for my preferences and gave her input, we both searched up topics rapidly on our individual phones. Finally, she said, “Voila! Here it is.”

She was right. The haircut pic was love at first sight. I asked her, “What search criteria did you look up?” She said, “Orange asymmetrical haircuts.” That was our aim. She wanted something face framing for me as she thought it would be the most flattering.

While she washed my hair in the shampoo bowl (this was Fantastic Sam’s, after all), I peppered her with questions: ”Do you think this will turn out? How difficult will it be to style? What color level is my hair? How does the color process work?” I went on and on.

Finally, she said, “Just trust me.” And I shut up.



While she was blow drying my hair, I had the following epiphany: I wondered if how I was with my hairdresser of peppering her with questions and not trusting in her, is how many of us (including myself) are with God or the Universe (insert your beliefs here). Except the questions are “Will my life turn out? Will I fulfill my mission? Why am I going through this? Do you know what you’re doing?” Finally, God says “Just trust me.”

Are we open to His suggestions of what would best suit us or do we sit in the heavenly beauty salon chair and argue with Him or not take His suggestions? Do we consult with God or do we just demand good haircuts like we demand for certain things to happen in our lives? Sometimes I go to the hairdresser or God with the craziest ideas or no idea at all of what I want for my hair or my life. I definitely need direction or the results could be disastrous (anyone ever had a bad haircut or a bad life decision?)

We come into this life with preconceived notions of what our life should be like, such as wanting a pixie haircut or a specific outcome of our life (love, fame, health, wealth, etc.) God knows what would suit us best and will steer us in that direction…if we let Him.

Sometimes He steers us in a different direction in our lives than what we intended. Do we trust Him? Or are we constantly worried and nervous while He is metaphorically cutting our hair (trimming us of our dead ends, shaping us up, giving us a whole new look or heart)? Are we afraid of changing our hair or our lives?

And we might just end up with a haircut even cuter and a life even better with His artistic hairdresser flare in our lives. Personally, I would love it if God were my hairdresser. I’m thankful He is so much more in my life. I know He has a plan for my hair and a plan for my life. Let's turn our hair and our lives over to God. He might just give us a makeover.

P.S. Thank you God for returning my spiritual feelings to me after a three year spiritual blackout.
P.PS. See Isaiah 55:8-9, Luke 12:7; Luke 21:18 for fun scriptures on God’s plans for us and hair.