Saturday, December 13, 2008

my hope for my children and posterity (D&C 1:38)

A Prayer for the Children

Elder Jeffrey R. Holland
Of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles

Elder Jeffrey R. Holland

At the close of His first day teaching among the Nephite faithful, the resurrected Jesus turned His attention to a special audience which often stands just below the level of our gaze, sometimes nearly out of sight.

The sacred record says: “He commanded that their little children should be brought [forward]. . . .

“And . . . when they had knelt upon the ground, . . . he himself also knelt . . . ; and behold he prayed unto the Father, and the things which he prayed cannot be written, . . . so great and marvelous [were the] things . . . [He did] speak unto the Father. . . .

“. . . When Jesus had made an end of praying . . . , he arose; . . . and . . . wept, . . . and he took their little children, one by one, and blessed them, and [again] prayed unto the Father for them.

“And when he had done this he wept again; . . . [saying] unto the multitude, . . . Behold your little ones.”

We cannot know exactly what the Savior was feeling in such a poignant moment, but we do know that He was “troubled” and that He “groaned within himself” over the destructive influences always swirling around the innocent.1 We know He felt a great need to pray for and bless the children.

In such times as we are in, whether the threats be global or local or in individual lives, I too pray for the children. Some days it seems that a sea of temptation and transgression inundates them, simply washes over them before they can successfully withstand it, before they should have to face it. And often at least some of the forces at work seem beyond our personal control.

Well, some of them may be beyond our control, but I testify with faith in the living God that they are not beyond His. He lives, and priesthood power is at work on both sides of the veil. We are not alone, and we do not tremble as if abandoned. In doing our part, we can live the gospel and defend its principles. We can declare to others the sure Way, the saving Truth, the joyful Life.2 We can personally repent in any way we need to repent, and when we have done all, we can pray. In all these ways we can bless one another and especially those who need our protection the most—the children. As parents we can hold life together the way it is always held together—with love and faith, passed on to the next generation, one child at a time.

In offering such a prayer for the young, may I address a rather specific aspect of their safety? In this I speak carefully and lovingly to any of the adults of the Church, parents or otherwise, who may be given to cynicism or skepticism, who in matters of whole-souled devotion always seem to hang back a little, who at the Church’s doctrinal campsite always like to pitch their tents out on the periphery of religious faith. To all such—whom we do love and wish were more comfortable camping nearer to us—I say, please be aware that the full price to be paid for such a stance does not always come due in your lifetime. No, sadly, some elements of this can be a kind of profligate national debt, with payments coming out of your children’s and grandchildren’s pockets in far more expensive ways than you ever intended it to be.

In this Church there is an enormous amount of room—and scriptural commandment—for studying and learning, for comparing and considering, for discussion and awaiting further revelation. We all learn “line upon line, precept upon precept,”3 with the goal being authentic religious faith informing genuine Christlike living. In this there is no place for coercion or manipulation, no place for intimidation or hypocrisy. But no child in this Church should be left with uncertainty about his or her parents’ devotion to the Lord Jesus Christ, the Restoration of His Church, and the reality of living prophets and apostles who, now as in earlier days, lead that Church according to “the will of the Lord, . . . the mind of the Lord, . . . the word of the Lord, . . . and the power of God unto salvation.”4 In such basic matters of faith, prophets do not apologize for requesting unity, indeed conformity, in the eloquent sense that the Prophet Joseph Smith used that latter word.5 In any case, as Elder Neal Maxwell once said to me in a hallway conversation, “There didn’t seem to be any problem with conformity the day the Red Sea opened.”

Parents simply cannot flirt with skepticism or cynicism, then be surprised when their children expand that flirtation into full-blown romance. If in matters of faith and belief children are at risk of being swept downstream by this intellectual current or that cultural rapid, we as their parents must be more certain than ever to hold to anchored, unmistakable moorings clearly recognizable to those of our own household. It won’t help anyone if we go over the edge with them, explaining through the roar of the falls all the way down that we really did know the Church was true and that the keys of the priesthood really were lodged there but we just didn’t want to stifle anyone’s freedom to think otherwise. No, we can hardly expect the children to get to shore safely if the parents don’t seem to know where to anchor their own boat. Isaiah once used a variation on such imagery when he said of unbelievers, “[Their] tacklings are loosed; they could not . . . strengthen their mast, they could not spread the sail.”6

I think some parents may not understand that even when they feel secure in their own minds regarding matters of personal testimony, they can nevertheless make that faith too difficult for their children to detect. We can be reasonably active, meeting-going Latter-day Saints, but if we do not live lives of gospel integrity and convey to our children powerful heartfelt convictions regarding the truthfulness of the Restoration and the divine guidance of the Church from the First Vision to this very hour, then those children may, to our regret but not surprise, turn out not to be visibly active, meeting-going Latter-day Saints or sometimes anything close to it.

Not long ago Sister Holland and I met a fine young man who came in contact with us after he had been roaming around through the occult and sorting through a variety of Eastern religions, all in an attempt to find religious faith. His father, he admitted, believed in nothing whatsoever. But his grandfather, he said, was actually a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. “But he didn’t do much with it,” the young man said. “He was always pretty cynical about the Church.” From a grandfather who is cynical to a son who is agnostic to a grandson who is now looking desperately for what God had already once given his family! What a classic example of the warning Elder Richard L. Evans once gave.

Said he: “Sometimes some parents mistakenly feel that they can relax a little as to conduct and conformity or take perhaps a so called liberal view of basic and fundamental things—thinking that a little laxness or indulgence won’t matter—or they may fail to teach or to attend Church, or may voice critical views. Some parents . . . seem to feel that they can ease up a little on the fundamentals without affecting their family or their family’s future. But,” he observed, “if a parent goes a little off course, the children are likely to exceed the parent’s example.”7

To lead a child (or anyone else!), even inadvertently, away from faithfulness, away from loyalty and bedrock belief simply because we want to be clever or independent is license no parent nor any other person has ever been given. In matters of religion a skeptical mind is not a higher manifestation of virtue than is a believing heart, and analytical deconstruction in the field of, say, literary fiction can be just plain old-fashioned destruction when transferred to families yearning for faith at home. And such a deviation from the true course can be deceptively slow and subtle in its impact. As one observer said, “[If you raise the temperature of my] bath water . . . only 1 degree every 10 minutes, how [will I] know when to scream?”8

When erecting their sacred tabernacle in the wilderness of Sinai, the ancient children of Israel were commanded to make firm their supporting cords and strengthen the stakes which held them.9 The reason? Storms arise in life—regularly. So fix it, fasten it, then fix and fasten it again. Even then we know that some children will make choices that break their parents’ hearts. Moms and dads can do everything right and yet have children who stray. Moral agency still obtains. But even in such painful hours it will be comforting for you to know that your children knew of your abiding faith in Christ, in His true Church, in the keys of the priesthood and in those who hold them. It will be comforting then for you to know that if your children choose to leave the straight and narrow way, they leave it very conscious that their parents were firmly in it. Furthermore, they will be much more likely to return to that path when they come to themselves10 and recall the loving example and gentle teachings you offered them there.

Live the gospel as conspicuously as you can. Keep the covenants your children know you have made. Give priesthood blessings. And bear your testimony!11 Don’t just assume your children will somehow get the drift of your beliefs on their own. The prophet Nephi said near the end of his life that they had written their record of Christ and preserved their convictions regarding His gospel in order “to persuade our children . . . that our children may know . . . [and believe] the right way.”12

Nephi-like, might we ask ourselves what our children know? From us? Personally? Do our children know that we love the scriptures? Do they see us reading them and marking them and clinging to them in daily life? Have our children ever unexpectedly opened a closed door and found us on our knees in prayer? Have they heard us not only pray with them but also pray for them out of nothing more than sheer parental love? Do our children know we believe in fasting as something more than an obligatory first-Sunday-of-the-month hardship? Do they know that we have fasted for them and for their future on days about which they knew nothing? Do they know we love being in the temple, not least because it provides a bond to them that neither death nor the legions of hell can break? Do they know we love and sustain local and general leaders, imperfect as they are, for their willingness to accept callings they did not seek in order to preserve a standard of righteousness they did not create? Do those children know that we love God with all our heart and that we long to see the face—and fall at the feet—of His Only Begotten Son? I pray that they know this.

Brothers and sisters, our children take their flight into the future with our thrust and with our aim. And even as we anxiously watch that arrow in flight and know all the evils that can deflect its course after it has left our hand, nevertheless we take courage in remembering that the most important mortal factor in determining that arrow’s destination will be the stability, strength, and unwavering certainty of the holder of the bow.13

Carl Sandburg once said, “A baby is God’s opinion that life should go on.”14 For that baby’s future as well as your own, be strong. Be believing. Keep loving and keep testifying. Keep praying. Those prayers will be heard and answered in the most unexpected hour. God will send aid to no one more readily than He will send it to a child—and to the parent of a child.

“And [Jesus] said unto them: Behold your little ones.

“And . . . they cast their eyes towards heaven, and they saw the heavens open, and they saw angels descending . . . as it were in the midst of fire; and they came down and encircled those little ones about, and they were encircled about with fire; and the angels did minister unto them.”15

May it always be so, I earnestly pray—for the children—in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

our house...

So Jared and I have lived in Pocatello for three months now and we realized this morning that most of you have never seen our home or even have any idea of what it looks here are just a few pictures of our home @ 1235 East Center Street...ENJOY!

Friday, December 5, 2008

oh christmas tree...oh christmas tree...

This is a picture of Jared at Wal-Mart carrying our new Christmas tree. As you may be able to tell, he wasn't very happy about the fact that it took me over an hour to pick out a pine needle factory and beads and ornaments in order to glam it up a bit. But our finished tree is beautiful and sits quite nicely in our front window! Merry Christmas to all!


Our first big holiday as a family! This year we traveled to Twin Falls to be with the Tolmans and we had a grand ol' time playing games with the family, movies with Tim n' Audrey, climbing at Dierke's Lake, and more scrumptious food than anyone could imagine, including all the traditional trimmings...i.e. turkey, cranberry sauce, sweet potatoes, blueberry cream cheese pie, stuffing, Great Harvest rolls, and fruit salad. We hope that y'all had a fabulous Thanksgiving with you and yours and don't forget to count your many blessings! See what God has done!

Friday, November 14, 2008


this is me getting it finally

i worked for a really long time trying to get this but still didn't get it i can if i am fresh i know it .
it was also really cool having every one cheering for you

this was one of the best problems

this is what we did the next night for fun, in Rexburg, all the locals flipped, or at least we think they did if they saw. it was good times to be had by all.


the beautiful picture taker

Monday, November 3, 2008

proposal pictures

So when Jared proposed back in early June, there was a gentleman there taking pictures of the Salt Lake temple and when he noticed we had just gotten engaged he asked if he could take our picture. He said he would email them to us but up till now we hadn't heard from him. But this morning, Jared received an email with a sweet note and our pictures of the night we got engaged! We've included this gentleman's email as well. What a happy surprise!
"Sorry i took so long to send these pictures. I drove a truck across the country 33,000 miles and saw 30 states. Seeing both of you was a highlight of my trip. Hope you are still getting married. I had a feeling you were made for each other. You looked so happy together. I wish you all the luck in the world and thank you for making my travels a little bit better. my email is actually love to here from you." -Donald

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

first pair of climbing shoes

We are very proud to announce that after months and months of searching, shoes that were too loose, and even a few that were too tight...we found the perfect climbing shoes for Jess, and thanks to the generosity of several friends willing to break the mold and use our R.E.I wedding registry, we were able to order them Monday night. Upon our arrival home from Randy's grand opening Costco party tonight, we came across a beautiful little brown box which, to our delight, contained Jess's very first ever pair of climbing shoes. The 5.10 Gambit. (HA HA kind of like the X-Men hero that Jessica secretly had a crush on when she was little and her brothers made her watch X-Men but secretly her little nine year old self couldn't wait to watch the animated character which shot playing cards at the enemy). They're a fabulous green color with a touch of glittering bling! They even look a bit like skater shoes which adds yet another brownie point on the shoes' behalf.

a new jessica

That's right folks. It was on a whim and just for fun. We figured it probably wouldn't happen much when the kids start dyed her hair brown. Havana brown to be exact and she absolutely loves it!

Friday, October 10, 2008

fall conference 2008

Jared and I loved conference for the first time together this last weekend in our first home together. We were watching it online though, and the signal cut in and out, so we ended up catching many of the talks late on Sunday night. We were thrilled to be able to listen to the prophets and apostles of the Lord and we both witnessed that the mantle of the Prophet of God on the earth has certainly descended onto the shoulders on President Thomas S. Monson. Between the Sunday sessions, we were able to watch the video detailing President Monson's life and it was interesting to learn how this servant of the Lord was prepared for what was to come from the time he was born. He is truly a prophet of God we were inspired by his words and encouragement to love one another no matter the circumstance and to live a Christ-like life. One of our favorite talks was that of Elder Joseph Bitner Wirthlin. What a wonderful man of God he is. We loved his challenge to take more time to laugh throughout our lives and to as President Hinckley once said, "stop seeking the storms and enjoy more fully the sunlight." We have been in Pocatello for a month now, today, and we are loving it. Between the two of us, we are working five jobs. Jared took a part time maintenance job and I am so proud of him for working so hard to support our family. I am now working full time for Virginia Transformer Corporation, which is an electrical transformer plant and repair shop. I've never had a job where I had to wear safety glasses outside before! :) I am also working for Down East Basics, a clothing company that makes adorable but modest clothing, and am excited to move up in that company. Pocatello is becoming more and more beautiful as we approach winter. The forecast for tonight and tomorrow is that the sky is said to drop over 6 inches of powder and although we can't wait for the holiday season, we aren't sure if we're ready for snow! To everything there is a season. Jared's sister Becky and her husband Paul came into town yesterday, so Jared and I, Randy and Tara, and Becky all went to lunch and it was great to spend time with family. We are excited to be closer to them. Happy Autumn!

Saturday, October 4, 2008

new temples

For all those of you who may have missed conference this weekend, they announced five new temples which are to be built in the coming months and years. Although we are thrilled for all five of them, two of them are extra special, the Canada Calgary Temple and the Rome Italy Temple. Jessica's brother served in the Canada Calgary Mission and her mother, father, step-father, and dear friend all served missions in Italy. The Rome Italy Temple also means that the members in Croatia will have a temple more easily accessible, as it will now only take them 11 hours instead of the four day bus trip. The Standard of Truth has been erected! No unhallowed hand can stop the work from progressing; until the great Jehovah shall say "The work is done!" HURRAH FOR ISRAEL!

@ home in pocatello

So it's October and we've finally posted the rest of the wedding pictures. Well, maybe not all of them as there were over a thousand, but at least the favorites. As many of you know, Jared and I moved to Pocatello, Idaho about three weeks ago, and we've been asked numerous times..."What do you guys see in that place?" But we LOVE it here. We live in the avenues or the University Neighborhood Historic District just north of ISU(Idaho State University). Our ward is a wonderful mix of newlyweds, newly-parents, newly-parents with teenagers, and even a few newly-youth challenged individuals, and we absolutely adore it. In fact, our Relief Society President's husband was Kresimir Cosic's college room mate at BYU so I've loved hearing stories about the Croatian Basketball great who did so much to bring the church to his country. We are the second Tolman family in the ward, as the second counselor in the newly called bishopric is a Tolman, and although we are no relation, it sure does make a great conversation starter. Jared is working at Great Harvest as a Baker there and had this to say about it..."It could very possibly be the coolest job I've ever had!" So there you have it..the coolest job ever. He brings home as many loaves of bread as we can I certainly agree with the "coolest job ever" sentiment. He is also working at the Holiday Inn but that one isn't quite as preferred as the previous. I am still looking, but I've interviewed with some great companies and we'll see where it goes from there. Jared is also setting routes at the rock wall at ISU which is fabulous because it means that he and I get to climb for free. Right now I am working on grabbing onto the rope with both hands and trusting Jared to bring me down in one piece. Jared is a wonderful coach and I am very proud to announce that I can come down without bursting into tears! :) The leaves are changing and the smell of rain is in the air. What a beautiful time of year! Jared and I also enjoyed going to the Idaho Falls temple last week for a session and it is a beautiful "Temple on the River." Jared's brother Randy, wife and kids just joined us here in the marvelous Portneuf Valley and we helped unload the U-Haul last night. We are looking forward to having family and best friends so close. Until next good, or be good at it!

wedding day pictures