That last quote I reblogged basically sums up what I learned only fairly recently about the Sabbath.
While going through personal progress the first time, there was an experience to work on I believe it was three things from the For Strength of Youth pamphlet. I chose something like music and language or something, but what I really learned about was the Sabbath.
Up until that time, I was under the impression that dad doesn’t have to work, we don’t go to school, we don’t go to friends houses, or play outside. I thought that doing homework, watching YouTube videos, and typing statuses on Facebook were all okay because I wasn’t working or outside.
I completely missed the point of the Sabbath.
Since making a better effort to keep the Sabbath holy, it really has made a bigger impact on my day-to-day life than I thought it would.
Not doing homework meant I needed to finish it by Saturday (or, in some cases, Monday morning between seminary and first period). But, I could look forward to the Sabbath as a true day of rest, where I could leave the worries of stressing over homework to another day. This helped me keep sane during the past year, because it is a notable difference and you can feel the rejuvenation.
Now, Facebook isn’t considered work. YouTube isn’t going to the store to buy something. But, it is a distracter from the gospel. This is why I’m picky about who I follow here; I try to make this Tumblr a website I can go to on the Sabbath, because it’s one way I can honor God and learn about the Gospel. If people are reblogging cats or starting political debates, I don’t follow them because I want a peaceful, gospel centered blog I can rely on. (By the way, if you don’t have a strict church blog, might I recommend getting one? It really does cut down a lot of contention and distraction when you just want to focus on the gospel. You don’t have to throw away your personal blog like I did, but just something that’s separate so you’re not tempted.)
So what did I decide to do once I got rid of most of the internet, reading books I checked out from the library, or doing homework for the upcoming week? It was definitely hard to try to find something to do, but after keeping up with this habit for a while, there are so many options! (Listening to Hilary Weeks’ song “Day of Praise” really helps me to get in the mood.)
There’s the obvious reading scriptures, praying, etc. But writing letters to a missionary? How about a letter to someone you admire in your ward? Plan goals for the week, cross-stitch gospel centered projects, read general conference talks, read notes you made in church read your patriarchal blessing, study Preach My Gospel, write your testimony down (in a BoM to give away perhaps?), work on personal progress, mend some family relationships, make plans to visit someone in need… The list is endless when you think about it. (I’m super glad that sleeping is on the good list, not gonna lie, I sometimes need a Sunday nap).
I strongly suggest finding activities that pertain to the gospel in some way so that your Sabbath is indeed a day of rest, but more importantly, a day of God.
I cannot express how much love and joy I feel seeing that this is the fourth week in a row that a laurel in my ward has come back. Not only come back, but is willingly participating!
And to know that this great amount of joy is only a fraction of what God feels when He sees the same thing… it’s amazing.
I am a devout Christian.
I have a confession to make.
I stopped using my personal Tumblr.
The only ones I use are church related.
You could say I miss lots of .gifs and funny posts.
Do I want to go back to it now?
My relationship with Heavenly Father grew stronger.
If you experience lack of faith, a decreased motivation to pray, hardening of the heart, or frequent shouts from temptation, the recommended prescription is getting rid of any “personal” blog, and focus solely on the gospel.
I have to share this. It’s a story and a testimony of the power of tithing, fast offering, and charity in general.
I help this older sister in the ward vacuum every Friday after school, and I’d like to say it’s service, but she insists on paying me ten dollars every time. So, I decided that I’d pay one dollar tithing and then give the other nine to different things on the tithing slip. I also babysit for a family, which gives me about 20 dollars every so often, but I use that for primarily lunch money (I still pay tithing of course).
On Tuesday, the young women’s activity was to go to Kohl’s and try on clothes and make them modest. I was able to convince a less active girl to come, and she wanted to buy a shirt. She didn’t have any money, so I gave her the 20 dollars I had earned the previous weekend babysitting and she promised to pay me back — at church on Sunday.
I had about five dollars in my wallet for the week, after lunch was payed for. So I get to today and earn another 10 dollars. I planned to use the extra money for fast offerings on Sunday.
And then I remembered that I agreed to go to the movies tonight as well. Tickets cost $10.
So, I rationalized and said I’d use the money tonight, and hopefully my friend does pay me back on Sunday so I can use that money. It was shaky reasoning, but I went anyway. (I was going with my seminary friends and told a school friend she could come along.)
I got in line with my friend, and Shelby payed for herself. As I moved forward, Ben came in and stopped me before I could pay. He told me that because I had helped him on such short notice with his Eagle Scout project, he was willing to pay for my ticket. Normally I would have felt awkward and insisted that I pay for myself, but I knew that this was what the Lord planned, and I wasn’t going to resist.
I am no longer questioning if I’m going to be able to give the ten dollars I earned back to Him, because He provided a way for this work to be done.
As a young woman of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, never have I felt inferior to the men of the church. It truly confuses me when people write the church off as sexist.
When the men of the church thank the women, it is humble and sincere. Never have I felt more honored to be a woman as when the priesthood holders that I admire and look up to testify of the love that they have for the women of the church.
Male members of the church, from what I’ve observed, value women more than many of the men outside of the church. Priesthood holders know and cherish the divine nature of women, and a righteous man will do anything he can to protect that virtue.
People say that it is sexist to expect women to be mothers. The women should be able to work just as the father does. They push women to have more masculine features. Is that not sexist itself? They aren’t allowing women to be proud about being women. They are pushing them to be more like a man. That seems sexist to me.
The Priesthood is something given to man, and on face value it seems sexist. But as a member of the church, I know that it is their divine role, just as mine is to raise a family. Just as male members of the church are expected to cherish and protect the virtue of women, we are expected to help and support the men to maintain their Priesthood powers. The men have their roles, and the women have their own. But neither are superior to the other in the eyes of God.
I will support the priesthood where I can. I will maintain my virtue. I will prepare now to be able to raise a family the best I can, to prepare to marry a worthy Priesthood holder in the temple. I know that he will not look to me as inferior, but will expect me to be just as great as he. I will not look down on him either, because we are both equally great creations of our Heavenly Father.
From my Facebook status:
I don’t really care for politics, and am not enthusiastic about either candidate. Make fun of Romney if you want, it doesn’t matter to me.
But if you start tearing at Latter-day Saints because he happens to be Mormon, then yes I’m going to get a bit irked. You’re poking fun of something that I find sacred. Laughing at something you might not fully understand. Mocking something that I truly believe in and love.
“There goes Hannah bein’ all religious and junk.”
I’m not trying to convert you, I just ask for a little respect, please.
I feel sad, therefore, I need to make a quick gratitude list. I thought I’d share because most of these things pertain to being LDS. In no particular order:
And, the ultimate icing on the cake:
When you’re down, make a gratitude list. I’m so much happier.
**Also, I didn’t mean for this to seem like a bragging post. I’m sorry if it came out that way…**
I’m going to be subbing for a primary class for the first time today.
I’m only seventeen, not even out of young women’s yet.
But they’re only five and six year olds. One of them even might be a boy I babysit.
I don’t know why I’m nervous. Possibly because I’m not the most exciting person to listen to, and I’m afraid they’ll lose interest.
I’ve prayed about it, and I feel a lot better than I did, but I’d like to hear some tips or something about teaching primary.
(I suggest replacing Enos’ name with your own, then reading it.)