Sunday, September 27, 2015

Sawyer James

[27 September 2015] Sunday

This blog post is devoted to our grandson Sawyer James, son of Sam and Mollie.

Sam and Sawyer - August, 2014
Sawyer - September 2015 - from Mollie's Facebook page.
We have 13 amazing, beautiful, intelligent, kind, loving, wonderful grandchildren from Gordon who is 11 years old down to our newest, Violet Josephine, born to Matt and Lisa on August 4, 2015.

I could and might even write about each one of these wonderful grandchildren, but this time is about Sawyer James.

Sawyer is a very smart, mature six year old. He is the only child of our youngest son Sam.

First of all, it is my belief, because of a blessing that Mollie received from her father before Sawyer was born, that Sawyer chose his parents. I also believe with all my heart that Sam and Mollie are the best parents Sawyer could ever have.

Sawyer is a delight to be around. He is almost always happy and quite entertaining. He can tell funny jokes and interesting stories. He is also very fun to play games with. When he was very little, barely talking, he would make up games and we would play them over and over.

As he got older he enjoyed playing Skylanders on the Play Station. Now this grandma doesn't hardly ever play video games, so when Sawyer wanted to teach me, I was a little nervous about my ability to learn. However, through his patient tutelage, I learned well enough to play. He didn't even get frustrated with me but kept encouraging me with words like "you can do it Moggie".

I mentioned that Sawyer is very entertaining. When he was about three or four, he and his dad were having dinner with us. My sister and mother and probably Emily were all there too. Sawyer told us we all needed to think of two things, he made a cute gesture with his fingers and said "a couple of things". We all in turn said a couple of things. We still quote "a couple of things" using his cute gestures.

Sawyer loves and remembers people. Even when he hasn't seen someone for a while, he remembers them, name and all. He makes us all feel important and loved. His smile could melt your heart. He is sensitive to those around him. When I have coughed or sneezed in his presence, he always makes sure I'm OK.

Sawyer is inquisitive and has always asked questions. A "questionable character" like his Grandpa Lyon. When he was quite young, I remember him asking questions or figuring things out. I often heard him say, "Right, Daddy?"

Sawyer can do hard things. I have seen him get woken up very early, even before the sun gets up, even when it was very cold outside, to go to his other Grandma's or his Mom's house. He never complained or got cranky, he just was happy to be with his dad and obeyed and loved him. Or when his dad has been sick, Sawyer has taken care of him. He is also always willing to help with cooking or cleaning, etc. even if it's hard.

Sawyer is doing something very, very hard right now. Since July 29th, Sawyer had been baffling the doctors at Primary Children's Hospital. He was finally diagnosed with VSAA, Very Severe Aplastic Anemia. It's a very rare and very serious deficiency of all types of blood cells caused by failure of bone marrow development. He has had 12 transfusions and 3 bone marrow biopsies  He just finished ATG treatments intravenously through a PICC line which took four days in the hospital. The treatment can take up to six months to see the full effect. He is considered transfusion dependent probably for the next month. If the treatment doesn't work they will most likely do a bone marrow transplant.

Upon returning home after the ATG treatment, he was experiencing severe pain so back to the hospital they went. He was diagnosed with a bacterial  infection called Neutropenic Enterocolitis and will be in the hospital at least another week.

All through this ordeal he has kept his sweet happy attitude. He wants to know everything they do to him and asks very good questions which the medical staff seem happy to answer. He is a light to his parents and all around him. He doesn't complain, he just does it. He is very brave. Sawyer is a little hero.

There is a scripture in the Book of Mormon found in Mosiah 3:19 that says:

"For the natural man is an enemy to God, and has been from the fall of Adam, and will be, forever and ever, unless he yields to the enticings of the Holy Spirit, and putteth off the natural man and becometh a saint through the atonement of Christ the Lord, and becometh as a child, submissive, meek, humble, patient, full of love, willing to submit to all things which the Lord seeth fit to inflict upon him, even as a child doth submit to his father."

We gave a Family Home Evening lesson to the missionaries here about that scripture. I told them about our Sawyer. I believe his sweet personality and the experiences he has had have helped him develop these qualities and will help him get through this hard trial in his life.

Sawyer is an example to me, he is brave, patient, full of love, willing to submit to all things, and he's happy just being with his dad. I want to be more like him. I also want to be happy just being with my Heavenly Father and doing His will, without complaint, the way Sawyer is with his Daddy.
Thank you Sawyer. I'm so glad I know you. I love being your Moggie.

Last of all, yesterday in our preparation meeting at the beginning of our Temple shift President Jensen mentioned this quote, which touched my heart: "Recuerdo también las promesas" or "Remember also the promises".

It's hard for grandparents to be away when our children are going through hard things, but we have been promised that our children will be taken care of while we are serving. That doesn't mean they won't have trials, but that they are in the Lord's hands. I believe that with all my heart. We have felt that.

I'm so grateful to my Heavenly Father who has a wonderful plan of Happiness for His children. I'm so grateful that Jesus Christ atoned for everything that can beset us in this life, sin, suffering, pain, heartache, everything. I know He experienced it all individually for everyone who has ever and who will ever live on the earth. I don't know how He did it, but I know He did. I know it because a wise and loving Heavenly Father gave us the Holy Ghost to testify to us of these truths. This is my testimony to you in the sacred name of Jesus Christ, amen.

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Springtime, a Rug, and Legos

[September 15-21, 2015] Another whole week!

As with every week, we really enjoy our service in the temple every afternoon. This week we had a number of wonderful experiences. I'll outline a couple, just so you can get a feel for the nature of these people and the sweetness of the work.

On Tuesday, I met a couple at the recommend desk who had driven here from Arica, Chile (10-12 hour drive) with their thirteen year old son. They had the family name cards for members of their family who had passed away, and were going to do the baptisms, confirmations, endowments and sealings for them while they were here this week. I saw them each day at the temple, and was able to help with some of the ordinances. We developed a friendship, and they greeted me each time they saw me with love and kindness. It was so fulfilling to think that I was even a small part of their diligent family history and temple work, and it was testimony building to see their diligence.

On Friday, I was assigned to help with those who come to the temple for their own endowments. I met a young man from Santa Cruz, who had come to receive his endowments and to be sealed to his wife and baby son. I was able to help him, officiating in the ordinances, and then was asked to be a witness as he and his wife and baby were sealed for time and all eternity. It was particularly sweet to see them and all their family and friends there to support them. And seeing sweet, innocent children, dressed in white, as they are brought into the sealing rooms is really spiritual. They look so celestial, and perfect (even if they are crying). With their dark skin and eyes, contrasted with the white clothing is quite striking.

So, those are the kinds of things that really bring meaning to our being here. All the rest is enjoyable, but not necessarily central to our purpose. Nonetheless, I'll touch on a few of our other activities this week that might be of interest.

Tuesday
We had lunch at a reasonably nice little restaurant on Av. America, close to IC Norte, called "Tuesdays". They have really nice smoothies there, and the food is safe. Their logos, menus, and branding are like TGIF, and are even in English, so it's clear who they are trying to cater to.

Wednesday
We walked downtown, looking for some addresses I found in my journal. I thought it might be fun to see if the businesses I'd listed still existed, knowing the probability of that was low.

We found the approximate addresses, and no surprise, the businesses were no longer there, but the buildings looked like they were well over 40 years old! It was a good walk.

But, by the time we got back home, I was pretty tired. I think I must have caught a bit of a bug or something. It wasn't serious, but we decided to slow down a bit for the rest of the week.

Thursday, Friday
We just hung around our apartment and studied in the mornings. I felt good enough to serve in the Temple in the afternoons, but didn't want to stress too much otherwise.

As I think I indicated before, part of our study is to read articles in the Liahona, translate them (in our best attempts) to English, and then check our attempt against the English version. Sometimes we're pretty close, but we find many words that are new to us.

So, in an effort to have you feel more one with us, here's the list we came up with on Friday, with our definitions (combination of a dictionary, Google Translate, and the English usage in the Liahona):

abnegadoself-sacrificing, unselfish
acurrucarcuddle, nestle, snuggle
añadirto add
arrasadodesolate
asoladopillaged, plundered
avaromiser, money grubber, greedy
azotarwhip, lash, flog
conllevarentail, imply
despedirseto say goodbye
despojadodeprived, divested
diestraright hand
estruendodin, noise, racket, blare
gratificanterewarding
guaridaden, shelter, hideout
mejorasimprovement
merecerto merit, deserve
perdurablelasting
perfeccionarto perfect
piadosamentepiously, godly
rastrotrail, track
refugiarsetake shelter, find cover
siniestraleft hand
soberbioarrogant, proud, haughty
sociedadsociety, community, partnership
transigirto compromise on...
trascendentalimportant, far reaching
vecindarioneighborhood
zorrafox

We come up with a similar list every day we work on it, and we post it on the wall in the kitchen to remind us. hopefully we can augment our communication by including more accurate vocabulary as we do this.

Saturday
As usual, we started the day by going to the Feria for fruits and vegetables. The quality varies. We got a bunch of bananas last week that never ripened... And the pineapples are great when they are good, but pretty dull if they aren't. We're still trying to figure out how to pick better.

After that, we went to La Cancha to find a rug for the living room. The one we have was found in a storage closet here at the Hospedaje, and it was clear why no one wanted it.

One of the problems with La Cancha is that there is so much, that it is hard finding a single, specific item, so we just started asking where you would find rugs. Everyone kind of pointed us in the same direction, so we'd go a ways, and ask again. One lady actually named a place, Mercado La Paz, so that helped in asking directions.

We finally ended up on this street (passageway, whatever), equally (?) shared by vendors, taxis, and people, that was barely wide enough for any one of the three:


We found a nice rug, roughly 7 x 9 feet, and bought it for just under $100 USD. If we'd have brought our Peruvian missionary, I'm sure we could have got it for less, but then, we're stimulating the Bolivian economy, right?

We found a taxi that was a hatch-back, so we could sling the rug in the back, over the back seat, and head for home. As we were driving, Molly told me she was worried because the gas gauge read empty. So, I looked over at the driver, and couldn't see any dashboard, gauges, speedometer or anything (I was behind the passenger seat). So I leaned over to see where Molly was looking, and this is what I saw:

Bolivian Taxi
The car was a right-side driver car to start with, but the steering wheel, etc. had been removed and put on the left-side. The speedometer and gauges were left where they were, disconnected. Apparently, there are a lot of taxis where this has been done (cheaper than left-side ones?), but this was the first time I'd seen it. Quite interesting.

So, we got home, and here's what the new rug looks like in our Living Room. It seems to fit nicely.

Our Living Room - arranged for a meeting Monday night.
So, success!

Sunday
There was a referendum related to dividing some government functions between the departments (states) and the federal government. They were called the "Estatutos Autonomicos", and the vote was just a Yes or No. But, due to the nature of democracy here in Bolivia, no public groups of more than three people are allowed to gather, and buses and taxis don't run. I don't know if all transportation is stopped, like on the Dia de Peaton, but we didn't see much in the way of public or private vehicles when we looked out our window.

As a consequence, no church meetings are held in the chapels when they have a referendum like this. So, we just met with the missionaries here at the hospedaje. Then we Skyped with kids during the afternoon.

For dinner, we had a going-away pot-luck dinner for the Delgados. They are a missionary couple from Chile, and have been here for a total of six years over a couple of stints. They are very sweet, and have wonderful testimonies of the gospel and of temple work, but her health has made it so they can't continue. They were scheduled to finish in February, so we all felt deeply for them. They shared their testimonies with us, and we had fun visiting while we ate dinner.

Monday
We found out that the Referendum failed, which the government is using to claim that the people want a stronger central government. I'm not sure it is more trust of the federal government, or mistrust of the local ones that drove that, but, interesting, nonetheless.

Today was the first day of spring, and they also celebrate the Día de Amor/Amistad/Friendship, and Dia del Estudiante. The Día de Amor is a lot like Valentines Day, and as we were out and about, we saw a number of vendors targeting that. Here's one:

Día de Amor/Amistad/Friendship vendor
We also found a bigger IC Norte store, over on the west side of town. Just to show you that Bolivia is not backwards, I took a picture of a large (this is less than half of the display) display of Legos:

Lego display at IC Norte.
Lest you think you could come here and get Legos at a discount, one of the larger boxes was priced at over $225 USD. Sounds like they cost as much here as in the States. (Sorry for the bluriness)

For Family Home Evening, Molly gave a lesson on becoming childlike (Mosiah 3:19) to all the missionary couples and President and Sister Jensen. She did a very good job. She's a wonderful missionary, and wife, by the way!




Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Another week in Paradise

[September 7-14, 2015] The whole week!

This week might be a bit boring - we spent a lot of time studying and trying to build some sustainable methods to learn together. As always, we really enjoy our time in the temple, even if we don't have anything to note each day. It is so beautiful, quiet, and inviting to be there. And the beautiful people who come to do the work for their ancestors is truly inspiring. This week we had groups from Santa Cruz and Peru - the temple was really full on Friday and Saturday.

Monday
We stopped into a Wist'upiku (little restaurant) down on Av. Padilla, just to try their empanadas. We met a couple of the missionaries there - two Elders buying breakfast for two sister missionaries in their district. It seems like one of the sisters was sick enough to be in the hospital, and the Elders were helping out her companion so she could stay by her side.

We spent most of the rest of the day Skyping with the family, due to our meeting last night that went late. We really do enjoy visiting with all of them, even when the Skype connection is less than stellar. Every once in a while, we get a very good connection.

Tuesday
This morning, Molly and I went to continue our work on getting our Carnet de Identidads.

It is a seemingly very convoluted process, with multiple touch points with different government agencies. It really appears that there could be some improvement in the overall process, but we just do what we're directed to do here.

This time, we went to the third different location, taking the papers we got previously from the Migración department. They stamped papers, printed copies, had us sign them, took our fingerprints, and assured us that we could pick up the final product in 10 days. We'll see.

Apparently, all this is supposed to be completed within 90 days of arriving in the country, so we're getting close. The other missionaries assure us that ours is going much more quickly than any of theirs, so maybe there are improvements happening. One of them is clear - a recent change means that this process only has to be done every two years. In the past it has varied from every 90 days, to an annual process. So, unless it changes again, we'll be good to go for the duration of this stay.

Wednesday
Molly and I walked to Home Center on Av. Uyuni to look for a rug. The tile floors here are nice for cleaning, but a rug in the living room would be much more comfortable. The one we have is pretty rough and uninviting.

On the way, Molly slipped on one of the (many) uneven sidewalks, and skinned her knee and hand. It's all healed up now (a week later), but it just reminds us we always have to watch our step. The sidewalks are very broken up in some places, and even when they are well-maintained, there isn't any consistency from one location to another. It appears that each home or business owner is responsible to put in their own and maintain it. So, we have to watch where we are stepping all the time.

We also decided to focus heavily on our Spanish vocabulary. We're both understanding much better, but we feel limited in our vocabulary. So, we're reading Liahona articles together each morning, taking our own shot at the translation, and then checking against the English version online. We document all the words that we'd like to learn to use better, print them out, and paste them on the wall so we can work on them. One good word from today is:

a regañadiente - reluctantly, begrudgingly, unwillingly

So, doing something good "a regañadiente" would leave us considerable room for improvement in our service, and most likely, our appreciation and satisfaction.

Thursday
We stayed in today, and devised a way to collaborate on our Scripture Study time as well. We work together, and document our ideas, insights, and learning in an Evernote notebook that we share. That way, we can document our feelings and update them as we feel inspired.

Friday
We ran out of bandaids for Molly's hand, so we went looking this morning. Since there are half a dozen Farmacia's on every block, we had no problem finding some. They cost 1 B for four of them, or 25 B's ($3.50 USD) for a box of 100. They are the plastic variety, but seem to be good quality.

That's probably representative - things that aren't grown here are more expensive, obviously. Still, they appear to be somewhat cheaper than we'd have been paying at the local stores there in Utah.

Saturday
Feria again. Not much excitement to report.

Sunday
We attended both the Rosedal and Linde ward Sacrament meetings this morning. The people are so sweet to us, and we enjoy seeing them each week. In Sunday School, I have to be careful - my careful listening to be sure I'm understanding has convinced the teacher that I am being pensive and have good answers to his questions, so he calls on me. Which means I have to listen even more closely so I understand when he is asking the question so I can formulate a response. Hmmm.... maybe that's what we're always supposed to be doing in Sunday School.

Monday
Today was "Cochabamba Day" - 14th of September - the anniversary of the founding of the city, so it was a holiday. Molly and I needed to go to the Hipermaxi store about 4 km away, so we walked as usual. But, not as usual, there was almost no traffic. It was very nice to be able to cross a street without fear that we'd get run over by a taxi. Just in case anyone who is reading this ever ends up in Cochabamba, remember, pedestrians (even at lights and in cross-walks) don't have any rights. You have to be sure it's clear before stepping off the curb.

But, to be fair to the drivers, if they do catch you in their "headlights" in the middle of the intersection, they will try to avoid hitting you. It just get's a bit scary not knowing for sure if they see you. I need to make a video of an intersection at work sometime. It seems to be pretty efficient, but few abide by the driving rules considered normal in the United States. Very few accidents (we haven't seen one yet).

Just to remind you that this is the "City of Eternal Spring", here are some pictures during the real Spring season. It is clear that trees are flowering more than just a month ago. We see beautiful blossoms, and even more greenery than before. The trees with the purple blossoms are really pretty (especially to Molly, considering that purple is her favorite color). They seem to blossom endlessly, dropping their blossom petals nearly continuously. The street under one of these trees is covered in purple blossoms, but new ones seem to replace the dropping ones immediately.


More of Molly's observations

[September 15, 2015] Tuesday

We enjoy our service in the temple and love being together in this beautiful place with these good people we have come to love. We also enjoy our daily walks, which are always interesting and fun. However, some weeks are more eventful than others and this week has been one of the less eventful ones. So I thought I would share again some of my observations. Here goes:

Bolivians are hard workers and find a way to support themselves.

Vendors are everywhere. You always see Cholitas selling orange juice that they squeeze right before your eyes. The orange juice is put in a plastic bag with a straw. A lot of drinks come in plastic bags.

Others sell pineapple rounds. They cut off the peel and very aesthetically cut out the "eyes" so it looks like they have carved a spiral line around the pineapple, then they cut it into about two inch rounds. I have watched them and tried to do it at home. It is a bit of an art that will take me more time to master. Pineapples are very juicy so they are constantly spooning the juice back over the pineapple rounds.

There are even vendors that sell ice cream that they, in Cold Stone like fashion, mix before your eyes on a cold stone.

Then there are the little sidewalk vendors that basically set up a little store with an awning and  chair to sit on. These sell everything from candy, drinks, nuts, puffed grains to snack on, to toys, coloring books, batteries, coin purses, flags, even make up, to name a few.

Younger Cholitas have come onto the bus with trays of jello to sell. They also sell something on trays in plastic cups that looks almost like a pudding parfait with lots of whip cream piled high on top. It doesn't melt in the heat like whip cream (maybe it's mashed potatoes), but I don't know if we'll ever get brave enough to try it and find out.

One day we saw a man riding his bike, carrying a pole, at least 8 feet long (could be 10 feet) full of different colored cotton candy to sell.

There is a cobbler that we see on our way to the Feria who sets up his sewing machine, basically his whole workshop right on the sidewalk. It's interesting to watch him work. He is his own advertisement.

I have mentioned before about the walls in front of people's homes. They make me so curious to know what is on the other side. The condition or appearance of the wall does not always indicate what is on the other side. If there is an opening of any kind, I peek. Sometimes there is a beautifully manicured yard. Other times it could be a parking lot. If there is a gate, it could be a little market or farmacia (pharmacy). The rich and poor often live side by side.

There is a little Cholita who makes her home in the median on Circunvalación.

The buildings have water barrels on their roof and the water is pumped up to them from trucks.

Children are cherished and are darling wherever you go and Bolivia is no exception.

There are quite a few parks around. Lots of toy stores. We love to see the children. It's fun to live next to the school (I think it's K-12 ages) and see the kids coming and going in their uniforms.

Ok, only a few more random ones. Because there are so many dogs, the garbage bags in some neighborhoods are put in metal baskets raised on poles for the garbage collector to pick up. We see people all the time sweeping the sidewalks in front of their houses or stores and even sweeping the park and street with hand made brooms from gathered plants.

I know I said a few, but I have to share one more. As we were walking the other day we heard some music, a small brass band was playing "Sounds of Silence" very beautifully. When we rounded the corner we saw the combo in full costume in front of the Catholic Cathedral. One of the group was holding a statue of Jesus on the cross and a woman, who was all dressed up, was tossing confetti over him.

We love it here. Thanks for letting me share.

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Despedida a la Hna. Chaves

[September 6, 2015] Sunday

In a previous blog entitled Relationships, I talked about the Chaves couple who serve in the temple and their daughter who is going on a mission. She comes nearly every night to the temple so we have all gotten close to her. She left on her mission to Peru today (Monday). Saturday night she asked me if I would like to attend a get together for her in her Ward on Sunday night. She told me that Hna Valdizan (a temple missionary and the first sister in the picture below) knew where her Ward was. She informed me that the meeting was scheduled for 6:00 but would probably begin at 7:00. She hoped we would come.

Hna Valdizan talked with the other temple missionaries and it ended up that Hna Valdizan, her new companion Sister Butler, Charlie and I would walk the two miles to the Chaves' Ward at 6:15 or so. It was a fun quick walk East on Av. Circunvalación. We had never walked that far on Av. Circunvalación so it was an interesting walk in spite of all the huge trucks along the way. It is a major truck route and now that the Día del Peaton was officially over the trucks were out in full making up for the day.

We met three sisters who serve in the temple on the way. They had dishes of food that they were taking to another function in another ward. So fun and unexpected to see familiar faces.

Thanks to Charlie's GPS on his phone we found the chapel. It was a large chapel in a nice area of town. Hna Chaves and her sister arrived the same time we did, a little after 7:00. Her father was already there and welcomed us warmly. He was very surprised that we walked "all that way". He showed us into the chapel where we waited as others from their ward came.

Charlie was asked to play the piano. It seems no matter where we go he is asked to use his talent with the piano. He is always willing and does a great job. Hna Chaves' younger teen age sister wanted to sing "Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing". Charlie didn't have any music but was able to play it without. She also wanted to sing it with English words but was concerned with her pronunciation etc. She had a print out of them. So Hna Butler got to sing with her during the program. It's so nice to be able to participate and be appreciated so.

The meeting was like Sacrament Meeting without the Sacrament. The JAS (Jovenes Adultos Solteros - Young Single Adults) leader in the ward conducted the meeting. He mentioned our names and that we were temple missionaries and had walked from the temple to be there. We began with an opening Hymn and a prayer. Two young men from JAS spoke about serving missions, shared their experiences etc. Then Hna. Chaves' mother gave a sweet emotional talk, her father spoke next, then her little sister. After she spoke, she and Hna Butler sang "Come Thou Fount". Charlie did a great job accompanying them. He never even looked at the piano, just kept his eyes on the singers.

Hna. Valdizon, Hna. Butler, Hna. Chaves, Hna. Lyon

At this point the Young Man conducting invited anyone who wanted, to come up and give Hna. Chaves a few words. About 15 young people went up in mass. They were so cute, they really love Hna. Chaves, many thanked her for her example of faithfulness. After about 8 youth speakers the Bishop got up and said only 3 more. So when the last sister got up to speak the rest of the youth stood with her and held up a poster they had made for Hna. Chaves. She was given some time to speak and then the Bishop wrapped it up. We sang a closing song and had a closing prayer/blessing on the refreshments.

The refreshments were set up on a table in the kitchen. The mother of Hna. Chaves made dozens of little doughnuts with chocolate frosting. They were very tasty. We all hugged and kissed Hna. Chaves and her family many times and took pictures as you can see above.

We were very glad we came. They were so appreciative of our efforts to get there and support them. One of the things we love about the people here is that they don't overlook anyone. They are gracious and appreciative and make sure you know of their love and gratitude for just being there. Everyone talked to us and thanked us for being there, young and old alike. They treat everyone (not just the missionaries) like celebrities.

Due to the time and the darkness, we walked down to Av. Circunvalación and caught a taxi back to the temple.

Serving with Humility - Hna. Paredes

[September 6, 2015] Sunday

Today, due to the "Día de Peatones y Bicicletas en Defensa de la Madre Tierra" (see our other blog post for this week), we just stayed here at the hospedaje and had our Fast and Testimony meeting and Sunday School with the other missionaries and President and Sister Jensen.

One of the Hermanas who bore her testimony was so humble and sincere. Her feelings, expressed in her testimony, reminded me so powerfully of one of the reasons I so deeply love these people.

The Paredes are a couple from La Paz who are here serving in the Temple until the end of this year. We have had dinner with them, and Family Home Evenings, and I work alongside Hno. Paredes in the Temple every day, but I really hadn't had an opportunity to get to know Hna. Paredes until earlier this week. She is very quiet and humble, and says very little, but one day I was working at the Recommend Desk when things were pretty slow. She was serving at what is called "Silla Uno", or Chair One. There is always an Hermana serving there to guide patrons as they enter, to help them make sure they know how to get to their area of service in the Temple.

Since things were slow, we started talking. She told me about her family and their conversion to the Church. It happened in La Paz in 1986. She remembered the missionaries names, and asked me if I could help locate them. She was so grateful, and wanted to communicate with them again.

She was baptized first, along with her children, except for the oldest. He left for Brazil shortly afterward, and still lives there. Her younger son was baptized, and now lives in Brazil with his wife, who he met there and married in the temple there. He visits his older brother from time to time, but the older brother has never joined the church. Her younger two daughters were baptized as well, and live in La Paz with their families.

Her husband joined the church some three months later.

Both of her sons in Brazil have two children - the older one has fraternal twins, and she has been able to visit them there. You could just see the joy and love in her eyes as she described them. She told me that her older son is such a good man, and is married to a good woman.

She also told me about her younger son, and her daughters and grandchildren. It was so enjoyable to listen to her, just as with any proud and loving grandmother.

On Sunday, she got up to bear her testimony, and further touched my heart with her humility and sincerity. As she talked, she told us how, after her family was baptized and the temple was built, she had such a great desire to serve in the temple. She expressed that she felt that she would be so blessed to just be able to serve here if she could help plant the flowers, or work in the cafeteria, or in the laundry. With tears in her eyes, she expressed how much the temple meant to her.

Then, when she was called to work here, and found that she would be asked to serve helping the members who came here, and that it would require that she memorize and be able to help the patrons personally, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to learn and remember everything. But, she has, and does, and is so loved by everyone that works with her.

To see her humble desire to help in the simplest ways was so touching to me. I had to reflect carefully about my own desires and humility. And my commitment to serve in whatever way, place, or time God calls me. To see her completely without pride or guile so deeply touched my heart.

As it was touched so many times forty years ago.

I look forward to more of these tender, sweet, powerful times where testimony is borne and I get to know these sweet, dear people heart to heart and spirit to spirit.

Día del Peatón y del Ciclista en defensa de la Madre Tierra

[September 6, 2015] Sunday

In 1999, the Cochabamba district established a day where all motorized vehicles (buses, taxis, trufis, private cars, trucks, etc.) were banned from the streets between about 6:00 am and 6:00 pm or so. In 2012 or so (I'm not sure the exact year), a national law was created that extended this to the entire country. So, if you get caught at the airport at 7:00 am, for example, I'm understanding you either stay put, or walk to your destination.

Anyway, due to this, the missionaries here at the hospedaje had their own Sacrament/Fast and Testimony meeting and Sunday School, since getting to our wards would have to have been done on foot. Molly and I attend a ward that is about 4 miles away, and we'd have to leave at about 6:30 am to make it. So, we stayed here at the hospedaje with the other missionaries.

Since some of the missionaries are from Bolivia and Chile, testimonies were given in Spanish, including Molly and I. It was a good experience. I'm posting a related item about one of the missionaries from La Paz, Hna. Paredes, in a separate post, because her testimony was so sweet, and I had had an opportunity to get to know her earlier in the week in the Temple.

After the meeting, Molly and I wanted to experience Cochabamba without vehicles, so we took a walk of a couple of miles down to the Ricoleta - a plaza/roundabout at the end of Av. Pando. It was fun to see families walking, on bicycles, with their children on riding toys, etc. Here are a couple of pictures:

Av. Circumvalación just below the temple - no cars!

Av. Pando (I think)
Av. America
Av. America
Here's a link to a YouTube video showing this day a year or more ago. It is from El Prado and around the Cine Center from what I can tell:

Día del Peatón in Cochabamba

Later in the evening, we walked over to the chapel of Hno. and Hna. Chaves for a "Despedida" (farewell) meeting for their daughter, who is leaving tomorrow for her mission in Cusco, Peru. Molly will blog a bit about this one.

Daily Wanderings

[September 2-5, 2015] Wednesday - Saturday

Wednesday
We went looking through La Cancha for a variety of things today - a USB port multiplier so I can connect the USB hard drive and the printer at the same time, some paper for the printer, and one more clue about big shoes, just in case I need them sometime in the next 21 months.

We were successful with the USB port multiplier and the paper, but still get lots of grins when I mention my shoe size (48 for the record in Bolivian sizes).

While we were wandering through a different part of La Cancha, we found where the "polleras" are sold - these are the traditional skirts that are worn by the more indigenous ladies. Molly had been wondering where the ladies buy these clothes along with their tops. We'd found the aprons previously, but found a new, larger source, just in case she needs another one.

Polleras and tops at La Cancha.
[This is Molly - I want to describe these polleras and tops, it's hard to see in the picture. Usually the skirts are made of very nice fabric like velvet or brocade, something thick and elegant. They are usually a solid color. The skirts tie at the waist and come to or just below the knee with lots of slips underneath to help them stand out. Sometimes they will be longer and some of them are made of more slick, still elegant, flowery print with tiers. The tops are made of a sturdy, lovely lace. The design is a scooped neck, sleeves to the elbow, buttons in front and the length is just touching the top of the skirt. No matter how fancy, an apron is always appropriate. On our bus ride to La Cancha there was a beautiful Cholita. I would have loved to take her picture but I don't think she would have appreciated it. She had the smiliest eyes and her skirt was a beautiful forest green velvet with a lighter green lace top. She wore a typical white straw hat and of course an apron. I love the cholitas!]

Along the same aisle, we found braids that you could add, like hair extensions, so maybe Molly will get some of those, along with a pollera and go undercover with the cholitas!

We also walked through the area where animals are sold - dogs, cats, chickens, etc. All in cages. They wouldn't let us take any pictures.

Thursday
We took a trip down to the Correo (Post Office) to test the notion of actually sending a letter. Molly wanted to send a snail mail letter to one of her sisters in California. So, we took a bus partway, and walked the rest.

The Correo is downtown, on the corner of Av. Ayacucho and Av. Los Heroínas. As we approached on foot, we noticed that all the traffic along Av. Los Heroínas was stopped. There was a gathering of indigenous folks blocking each intersection along at least three or four blocks, holding up signs demanding paving of streets in their area. I didn't recognize the area they were protesting for, but everything was quite peaceful. The section of the street where the Police station was, was included, and there were Police milling around, but nobody seemed overly distraught with the stoppage.

So, we skirted around the gatherings, just so as not to get caught up in something, delivered our letter and got postage (20 B's), left it to be sent, and got out of there via back streets as much as possible. We found some very interesting places to go back and investigate some other time.

Friday
We stayed home today, studied,  and basically just lazed around until our turn at the temple at 4:00.

My words of the day - escabullirse: to slip or sneak away, and acudir: to attend or turn out.

Saturday
We went to the Feria this morning for fruits and vegatables, and think we may have found a bit better source for guineos. When I was here before, in Santa Cruz, we would often buy a whole stalk of these small, soft, sweet bananas. They were particularly good. But since we have returned, we haven't found any that matched my memory (OK, that might be due to my age). We've found some that looked over-ripe, but were hard and pretty tasteless. This week, we found some that looked appropriately ripe, and were softer and sweeter, but not as good as I remembered. We'll have to keep trying.

After our turn at the temple, we went out to dinner with all the other North American missionaries to a restaurant called Kansas. Molly and I learned from our previous visit, and just got one entree and shared it. It was very tasty - a chicken/bacon/ham dish with spices. Something along the lines of a Chicken Cordon Bleu, but much better. Their "papas rusticas" were really good. They are a version of mashed potatoes with herbs.

Monday, September 7, 2015

Temple Reopens

[September 1, 2015] Tuesday

The temple is open again today, after the two week closure. Molly and I have had some great experiences during the maintenance closure, but we both look forward to the sweet experiences we have each day in the temple.

As I was serving tonight, I had time to quietly ponder things related to an illness of a grandson right now, and how it is affecting his parents. I don't know how things will turn out, but I felt quietly and powerfully confident that Heavenly Father knows them, loves them, and wants what is eternally best for them, as well as wants them to experience joy in their lives. Although it brings pain to Molly and my hearts to see him suffer from this mortal illness and condition, we both are sure that God is in charge and will bless all of them through this experience.

Cochabamba Bolivia Temple on a cloudy evening.
Still very beautiful.

Granola and Perfect Forgiveness

[August 31, 2015] Monday

Today, we decided we wanted to find a good, reliable place to buy the granola (Vivo Multigrano Granola) that we found once at IC Norte, but haven't been able to find there since. There are a couple of stores that are possibilities. One is K Barato and the other is a Hipermaxi - both of which are about 4 km away. So, we figured we'd walk, just to get our daily dose of exercise.

The K Barato store has a number of EEUU (United States - since we're all Americans here) brands, and specializes in all kinds of spices. So, they are a very good store to go to for some of those kinds of things. The Hipermaxi has lots of EEUU brands as well, and lots of variety.

The K Barato store is on Av. Melchor Perez de Olguín, just off Av. America, so it's an easy place to find. On the way, we found a cute little kitchen supply store, and bought a set of kitchen tongs, a zester (grate), and small funnel. Quite random.

Well, we didn't find the granola at K Barato, but Molly found some Cinnamon and some Italian seasoning that looked good.

We walked from there to the Hipermaxi on Av. Juan de la Rosa and Av. Gabriel René de Moreno, and on the way, we ran into the sister missionaries that work in that area. We've met them before in our walking, and they were so cute to greet us and tell us how much fun it is to see us. We really appreciate their energy and joy in being here.

At Hipermaxi, we found the granola, so we bought three boxes of it (hopefully, the sudden spike won't initiate a catastrophic collapse of the supply chain - reference Peter Senge's book, The Fifth Discipline and the section that tells about the Beer Game). We also found some very nice rolls - we'll probably be back. The bread in most places doesn't measure up to my memory of what we had when I was here before, so we keep looking. We also splurged on some EEUU soda pop - Grape Crush and Squirt. Simple pleasures.

Monday evening, we had a Family Home Evening with the other English speaking missionaries, on the topic of Forgiveness. One interesting insight that came to my mind from what was presented, had to do with the number seven. President Jensen indicated that in the study of numerology (there was a fancy term that I'm forgetting), the number seven is used to denote perfection or completeness.

So, when Jesus was asked if one should forgive seven times, it might be construed that they were making a trap of a sort - would he answer with a number, knowing that "seven" meant complete or perfect forgiveness, indicating that he didn't understand the law? When Jesus answered that one should forgive "seven times seven", He was catching them in their own trap - emphasizing that you didn't quantify forgiveness, limiting it to a count of times, but by emphasizing the nature of forgiving perfectly. Or Perfection times Perfection. By this he demonstrated that He not only knew the law (better than they did), but more importantly, He taught the principle by multiplying perfection. Quite a powerful manifestation.

It's worth considering what forgiving someone means to each of us, I suppose. What does perfect forgiveness mean? Are there conditions based on the nature of the offense? What does it mean to "forget" when our brains are hardwired to remember things, and bring them back to our memory based on stimuli that we can't control at times? How should our understanding of the Atonement and the scriptures influence our understanding of forgiveness?

I'll leave the answers to those questions to you. Pondering this has helped me understand how I personally can do better.

The Temple - Talks in Sacrament Meeting, Linde Ward

[August 30, 2015] Sunday

A couple of Sundays ago Charlie and I were sitting in the Sunday School class room waiting for the lesson to begin when I was handed this paper:

Molly's formal invitation to speak. There was a similar one for Charles.
First of all I was very impressed with their organized and official way of doing things. Actually a brother talked to Charlie before we went into the classroom to see if it would be alright for the Bishopric to invite us to speak in Sacrament Meeting in two weeks. Of course Charlie said we would and the brother got the signatures from the Bishop and his First Counselor and brought the papers (invitations) to us. [Charles - I'm really impressed by the concept of making the invitation more formal than just a call on the phone or a quick conversation in the hallway. A very good idea.]

Then it hit me, I was going to have to speak in church for ten minutes in Spanish. After I got over the shock, I agreed to do it.

Our topic was The Temple, which we love and have testimony of and experience to draw from. It was  sweet to prepare for and think about. We were also inspired the next Sunday at Stake Conference when Elder Bednar came and spoke to us about ordinances, covenants and the Temple.

I thought that I would write the whole talk out in English and then have Google Translate help me put it into Spanish. What I ended up doing however, was thinking what I wanted to say a line at a time, saying it (on paper) in Spanish, then checking with Google to see how close I got. It was a very good exercise for me. I quite enjoyed the process and I didn't need as much correcting as I thought I would. I found some wonderful quotes that were already translated into Spanish, which helped.

Charlie's process for writing his talk was a little different than mine, because he already has a good handle on the language. He started out in English, but his brain was already thinking in Spanish, so he just skipped the English altogether.

Once our talks were written, we read them out loud to each other and recorded them so we could hear ourselves. Charlie was able to help me with pronunciation and wording (Google doesn't always get the dialect right).  We printed up the final copies with corrections and highlights to help us remember things.

The experience of actually giving the talks was sweet. The Bolivian people, at least in our experience, are very reverent. They listened and the Spirit helped us all. I felt and understood the words that I was saying. It was wonderful to be able to testify to them in their language and know that they understood.

Charlie spoke from his heart without reading much of his talk. The people in the congregation, as far as I could tell were touched by his words. I really enjoyed his talk.

We feel grateful for the opportunity and even more grateful for The Lord's help in preparing for and giving the talks.

We would like to share them with you here. Yes, they are in Spanish. If you don't want to try and understand the Spanish, just copy and paste them into Google Translate. The translation is adequate to understand what we were talking about.
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Molly's talk:

Mis queridos hermanos y hermanas. Estoy muy feliz estar con ustedes. Mi esposo y yo estamos agradecidos por la oportunidad de participar en su barrio. Sentimos su bienvenida y nos disfrutamos venir. Gracias por su amistad.

Somos misioneros en el templo por dos años. Estamos encantados de servir en el templo, especialmente con los fieles miembros de Cochabamba, como ustedes.

Amo a servir en el templo. Deseo compartirles algunas de mis sentimientos acerca del templo.

Por favor discúlpeme por mi español. Espero que el Espíritu Santo nos enseñará a todos las cosas que debemos entender y sentir.

El templo es la casa de Dios. Nos invita a todos y nos quiere venir a Su casa, porque Él nos ama. Sentimos Su amor cada vez qué entramos en el templo. Estamos bendecidos de tener el templo muy cerca. Estoy encantada de ver ustedes en el templo.

En el templo las familias se unen para siempre. Presidente Ezra Taft  Benson dijo:

“El deseo de Dios es que todo hombre y mujer adulto de la Iglesia reciba las ordenanzas del templo. Eso significa que deben recibir la investidura y que todo matrimonio se debe sellar por la eternidad. Esas ordenanzas brindan una protección y bendición a su matrimonio. Sus hijos también son bendecidos por nacer en el convenio. Nacer en el convenio da un derecho de nacimiento a esos hijos que les garantiza ascendencia eterna independientemente de lo que les suceda a los padres, siempre y cuando los hijos se mantengan dignos de las bendiciones.”   ~Ezra T. Benson (Chapter 13)

Me encanta ver a la gente viniendo al templo para hacer la obra por sus propios antepasados. Fui bendecido a representar a una de las hijas en un sellado en vivo. Una hermosa hermana mayor estaba sellada a su esposo fallecido y tres hijas fallecidas. Ella tenía dos hijos adultos que viven, que también estaban siendo sellados. ¡Qué honor para mí compartir esta dulce sellado. Todos sentimos el amor del Señor y el amor de la familia. Me encantan estas experiencias en el templo.

El templo nos da poder contra el mal y la fuerza para hacer lo que tenemos que hacer.

Presidente Ezra Taft Benson dijo tambien:

“Mediante las ordenanzas que reciben en lugares santos, los santos estarán armados con rectitud e investidos con el poder de Dios en gran medida.

“Hay un poder que se relaciona con las ordenanzas del cielo, sí, con el poder de la divinidad, que puede frustrar y que de hecho frustrará a las fuerzas del mal si somos dignos de tales bendiciones sagradas. [Nuestra] comunidad será protegida, nuestra familia recibirá protección, nuestros hijos serán salvaguardados conforme vivamos el Evangelio, asistamos al templo y vivamos cerca del Señor.”    ~Ezra T. Benson (Capitulo 13)

Al servir en el bautisterio, he estado muy impresionado con los jóvenes que vienen al templo. Ellos son reverente y parecen entender la importancia de su servicio.

Escuchan y responden al presidente del templo con sabiduría y testimonio.
Sus jóvenes están siendo bendecidos con poder para luchar contra Satanás y superar la influencia del mundo.

En la conferencia de estaca el domingo pasado, Elder Bednar dijo que si los jóvenes son dignos y van al templo con regularidad serían capaces de resistir a Satanás.

Creo que a medida que servimos a nuestros antepasados en el templo, que serán capaz de bendecir nuestras vidas, especialmente las de nuestros hijos.

Escribí a las mujeres jóvenes de mi barrio en los Estados Unidos sobre los fieles jóvenes en Bolivia los cuales ayudé en el bautisterio. Una joven, Hope Merrill, me respondió con estas palabras:

"De mi amor a los jóvenes valientes allí. Hágales saber que estamos reunidos en todo el mundo por la misma causa, y que su servicio (donde quiera que sea) es muy apreciada en los ojos del Señor. Es increíble saber que los jóvenes de todo el mundo están trabajando hácia el mismo objetivo!"

En el templo estamos enseñados mediante de la revelación personal.

Continuando con las palabras de Presidente Benson:

“A medida que frecuentamos el templo, recibimos conocimiento sobre el significado de la travesía eterna del hombre. Vemos simbolismos hermosos e impresionantes de los acontecimientos más importantes --pasados, presentes y futuros-- que representan la misión del hombre con relación a Dios. Se nos recuerdan nuestras obligaciones conforme hacemos convenios solemnes referentes a la obediencia, la consagración, el sacrificio y el servicio dedicado a nuestro Padre Celestial.

“Les prometo que, con una mayor asistencia a los templos de nuestro Dios, recibirán mayor revelación personal para bendecir su vida al mismo tiempo que bendicen a aquellos que han fallecido.

“En la paz de estos bellos templos, encontramos a veces la solución de los problemas serios de la vida. Bajo la influencia del Espíritu, a veces en esos sitios emana a nuestra alma un conocimiento puro. Los templos son lugares de revelación personal. Cuando me he sentido abrumado por algún problema o dificultad, he ido a la casa del Señor con una oración en mi corazón en busca de respuestas y las he recibido de un modo claro e inconfundible.”   ~Ezra T. Benson (Capitulo 13)

He visto hermanas vienen al templo con corazones pesados. Al salir parecen estar más en paz con sus cargas son aligerados. Una vez más, el templo es sobre el amor. Nuestro Padre Celestial nos quiere ayudar.

Presidente Monson dijo en conferencia general:

“Cuando pienso en los templos, recuerdo las muchas bendiciones que allí recibimos. Al entrar por las puertas del templo, dejamos atrás las distracciones y la confusión del mundo. En el interior de ese santuario sagrado hallamos belleza y orden; allí hay reposo para nuestra alma y descanso de los afanes de la vida.

“Cuando asistimos al templo, podemos recibir un nivel de espiritualidad y un sentimiento de paz que superaran cualquier otro sentimiento que podría penetrar el corazón humano. Comprendemos el verdadero significado de las palabras del Salvador cuando dijo: “La paz os dejo, mi paz os doy… No se turbe vuestro corazón ni tenga miedo”.

“Esa paz puede penetrar cualquier corazón, ya sea que esté atribulado, abrumado por la aflicción, se sienta confundido o esté clamando por ayuda.”   ~Pres. Monson (blessings of the temple April Conference 2015)

Yo sé qué el templo es la casa de Dios. Sé qué Él nos ama. Él quiere qué nos regresemos a Él. Por medio del templo nos podemos regresar a Él con nuestra familia. Estoy agradecida que puedo servir un misión en el templo con mi esposo. Yo amo a mi Padre Celestial y Su Plan de Felicidad. Amo a mi Salvador Jesucristo. Yo amo Su Evangelio. Gracias por esta oportunidad de compartir mi testimonio. En el nombre de mi Salvador Jesucristo Amén.

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Charles' Talk:

Templos – Barrio Linde 30 Agosto 2015

Mis queridos hermanos y hermanas.

Estamos muy agradecidos de estar aquí en su hermoso país. Nos da mucha alegría tener la oportunidad de servir aquí en el Templo.

Me gustaría darles un poco de nuestra historia para que nos conozcan un poco mejor primero.

Algunos de Ustedes ya saben que yo serví mi misión aquí en Bolivia. Trabajé en Punata durante siete meses, en Santa Cruz, y La Paz, y encontré gente de aquí que me he acordado en todos estos años con cariño y amor. Al cumplir mi misión y regresar a casa, siempre tuve el deseo de volver aquí algún día.

Antes de que nos casamos, mi esposa y yo hablamos a menudo de la obra misionera, y la importancia de esta obra en nuestras vidas. Sus padres eran conversos, y ella siempre fue un ejemplo de ser misionero entre sus amigos, compartiendo su testimonio, como se dice en Mosíah capítulo 18, versículo 9:

 9  sí, y estáis dispuestos a ... ser testigos de Dios en todo tiempo, y en todas las cosas y en todo lugar en que estuvieseis …

Ella no había tenido la oportunidad de servir en una misión de tiempo completo como yo, pero su deseo era tan grande que hicimos la meta de servir juntos un día. La esperanza era de servir a los hijos de Lehi, ojalá en Bolivia, si esto era lo que Dios quería.

Hace un año, más o menos, empezamos a recibir inspiración que había llegado la hora de que debemos servir. Con gran alegría, recibimos la llamada de un profeta de Dios para servir aquí en Bolivia, en el Templo.

Desde llegar, hemos tenido muchas experiencias muy dulces en el templo, y experiencias con personas que yo había conocido hace muchos años.

El Domingo pasado, el Elder Bednar habló de las ordenanzas de la Santa Cena, y del Bautismo. En el Templo, realizamos otras ordenanzas. Recibimos las ordenanzas de la iniciatoria, la investidura, y el sellamiento para nosotros, y participamos en todas las ordenanzas del templo para nuestros antepasados. Asociados con estas ordenanzas son sagrados convenios y bendiciones. También, recibimos instrucciones y enseñanzas que son esenciales para nuestra salvación y la felicidad.

Una cosa que es importante para nosotros a recordar, es que las ordenanzas del templo están realizadas individualmente. ¿No sería más rápido y más eficiente de hacer las ordenanzas por muchas personas a la vez? Si pudiera cada uno de nosotros ser bautizados por todos nuestros antepasados con un solo bautismo, la obra progresaría mucho más rápido, no es verdad? Pero, las ordenanzas están realizadas por una persona a la vez.

También, sería más eficiente de solamente tener una ordenanza. Pero, cada ordenanza nos enseña cosas importantes, y los convenios asociados son distintos. Por eso, creo yo que Nuestro Padre Celestial ha diseñado las ordenanzas así. El énfasis de la obra del Templo es en cada persona individualmente, y en las enseñanzas y convenios de cada ordenanza. Yo creo que este es una manera mucho más beneficio para nosotros, de tener el tiempo de meditar y aprender línea sobre línea.

El Bautismo es familiar a todos nosotros, y por eso, voy a usarlo como modelo de las ordenanzas del templo.

En el bautismo, hacemos un convenio entre nosotros y Dios. En las oraciones sobre la Santa Cena, se nos recuerda de las promesas que hacemos, o nuestra parte del convenio. Testificamos que estamos dispuestos a:

1. Tomar sobre nosotros el nombre de su Hijo
2. Recordarle siempre
3. Guardar sus mandamientos

De su parte, Dios nos prometa que:

1. Siempre podemos tener su Espíritu con nosotros

Del mismo modo, cada ordenanza del Templo tiene convenios entre nosotros y Dios. Me acuerdo muy bien los sentimientos que tuve cuando recibí mis investiduras. Las bendiciones prometidas del parte de Dios son muy dulces y poderosas, y muy sagradas. Al servir en el Templo, mi esposa y yo tenemos muchas oportunidades de acordarnos de estas bendiciones, tal como las promesas que hacemos. Por esta razón, es importante de ir al templo frecuentemente. Al asistir al templo, y participar en las ordenanzas del templo, escuchamos cada vez los convenios y lo que prometimos nosotros y las bendiciones que Dios nos promete. También, es importante de tener tiempo, en un lugar tranquilo y quieto donde el Espíritu puede inspirarnos, donde podemos meditar sobre estos convenios sagrados.

Pero, hay otro tiempo y lugar, donde podemos meditar sobre nuestros convenios.

En la Conferencia General de Abril, 2006, Elder L. Tom Perry citó lo siguiente del Elder Delbert L. Stapely:

“El Evangelio de nuestro Señor Jesucristo es un convenio entre Dios y Su pueblo… Cuando un siervo de Dios autorizado nos bautiza, hacemos convenio de hacer la voluntad de Dios y de obedecer Sus mandamientos… Al participar de la Santa Cena, renovamos todos los convenios que hemos concertado con el Señor y prometemos tomar sobre nosotros el nombre de Su Hijo, recordarle siempre y guardar Sus mandamientos” (en Conference Report, oct. de 1965, pág. 14).

Entonces, durante la administración de la Santa Cena, sería un buen tiempo en mi opinión, de meditar sobre lo que significa para mí, las ordenanzas, y los convenios que he hecho en el bautismo, la confirmación, y las ordenanzas y convenios del templo. También, creo que nos fortalecerá de reconocer como las ordenanzas y convenios nos han bendecidos. Ambos personalmente tal como en nuestras familias, en nuestro trabajo, y en nuestra relación con nuestro Padre Celestial.

Ahora, quiero hablar un poco de cómo podemos hacer nuestra experiencia en el templo más dulce, y más poderosa para nosotros.

Una de las cosas más maravillosas para mí y mi esposa, al hablar de nuestras experiencias en el templo, es cuando hay un sellamiento de una familia con hijos menores. Cuando vengan al templo, son puros e inocentes. Es fácil imaginar que ellos vienen con la esperanza pura de que van a ver a Dios o a Jesús. Sus corazones son puros, y abiertos al Espíritu. Cuando entran en el cuarto de sellamiento, vestido todo en blanco, ellos son el ejemplo perfecto de pureza.

En Mateo, capitulo 18, versículos 3 y 4, leemos:

 3 y dijo: De cierto os digo que si no os volvéis y os hacéis como niños, no entraréis en el reino de los cielos.
 4 Así que, cualquiera que se humille como este niño, ése es el mayor en el reino de los cielos.

Entonces, tenemos que hacernos como niños, humildes, puros, e inocentes. Tenemos que hacer las cosas que van a protegernos de las influencias del mundo. Al ir al templo, tenemos que preparar nuestros corazones para que sean listos a sentir y entender la inspiración que vamos a recibir como fuéramos puros como los niños.

Yo quiero citar una escritura que nos ayuda a prepararnos al ir al templo. Porque  Él  nos ama, ha preparado el templo y las ordenanzas para nuestro beneficio. Al pensar sobre las enseñanzas y bendiciones del templo, creo que es importante recordar tan grande son estas cosas. Leemos en 1 Corintios, capitulo 2, versículo 9:

 9 Antes bien, como está escrito: Cosas que ojo no vio, ni oído oyó, ni han subido al corazón del hombre, son las que Dios ha preparado para aquellos que le aman.

Las cosas que Dios nos ha preparado son más grande de cualquier otra cosa. Y, sí aprendemos a amar a Él como Él nos ama, vamos a poder recibir bendiciones más grandes que lo que podemos imaginar. El templo es un a casa del amor de Dios para nosotros.

Entonces, estas son algunas maneras de prepararnos – meditar sobre nuestras convenios y bendiciones durante la administración de la Santa Cena, purificar nuestras corazones, y aprender a amar a Dios en todas las cosas.

Cuando estamos en el templo, tenemos que dejar los asuntos del mundo afuera, y gozar en el Espíritu el cual esté en el templo. Cuando estamos preparándonos para ir, tenemos que asegurarnos que hemos reservado suficiente tiempo de enfocarnos completamente en las ordenanzas.

Por último, la reverencia al asistir el templo es crítico. El Presidente Richard Walker, quien fue el Presidente del Templo de Salt Lake dijo:

¨El desarrollo de una actitud de reverencia en nuestras vidas se abrirá los canales espirituales de la comunicación en el templo.¨

Mientras estemos en el templo, podemos fortalecer nuestro entendimiento de las doctrinas y enseñanzas del temple por considerarlas de esta manera:

1. ¿Cuál es el principio doctrinal que está sido enseñado?
2. ¿Cómo está relacionado este principio con el Señor, su expiación, y su divinidad?
3. ¿Qué significa esto para mí, y cómo voy a aplicarlo a mi vida?

Como he indicado previamente, un principio que podemos reconocer de la manera que cada ordenanza está realizada individualmente, es que cada persona está importante al Señor, que Su expiación fue realizado para bendecir cada uno de nosotros individualmente. Al entender esto, me da la seguridad y fuerza de conocer que Dios me conoce individualmente, me ama, y todo lo que Él ha criado, me ayudará a tener felicidad en esta vida y volver a vivir con Él.

En conclusión, quiero animarles a hacer lo que necesita para beneficiarse de las bendiciones del templo:
1. Obtenga una recomendación para el templo, y manténgalo actual. Hable con su Obispo si tenga preguntas.
2. Vaya al templo para realizar su propia investidura y sellamiento a su esposo e hijos.
3. Vuelvan al temple con preparación para aprender y recibir inspiración.
      a. Haga la obra de la historia familiar para identificar sus antepasados, y llevar sus nombres al templo.
4. Mediten sobre los convenios y bendiciones asociados con cada ordenanza del templo.

Testifico del poder de las ordenanzas, los convenios, y las bendiciones del templo en nuestras vidas. En el nombre de Jesucristo, amen.