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Saturday, December 4, 2010

Values

I first saw these posters in the hallways of the athletics building and the residence halls at Southern Virginia University this summer during EFY. I had never seen anything like them. Later I looked them up online, printed some off, and now keep them up on my wall next to my bed.

I have Erik Weihenmayer, Michelle Kwan, Marlon Shirley, Christopher Reeve, Helen Keller, Team Hoyt, Susan Boyle, & Michael J. Fox.

My favorite one I saw at SVU was about Team Hoyt. I knew nothing about them, but hearing Ivan's talk about them during our EFY reunion Sunday just filled me with the Spirit. What love that father must have for his son.

What would my poster be? What event or achievement defines my life?
Relative to what will come, not much has happened so far, but I made two of my own.




P.S. Hey look, in both photos my hair is the same.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Me & the Wonderful, Fabulous, So Good, Very Awesome Day

I was realizing today that I usually only write in my journal when I'm angry or annoyed. So I thought I should document the stellar day I had yesterday:

- My teacher said I was "very clever"
- We discussed Katie's wedding in geography
- I got information from grandma for my geography project
- I was told I looked cute by a super fashionable friend
- I got to partake of a large free bag of peanut M&Ms
- I received a free soft taco from Taco Bell
- I got to eat some of Megan's pizza
- I received a sweet package in the mail from Mandy
- My catalog I really wanted finally came
- FHE was fun and I felt comfortable with everyone
- Dan knew what Scripture Scouts was
- Megan and I had a nice walk & talk
- Megan bought me a Slurpee
- We watched Iron Man 2

just look at all the free food I got to eat! It was a deliciously happy day. =)

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Gonna Start a Revolution

This semester, I love how my classes are each branches from the same tree. We discuss many of the same roots across my social science classes. Lately we have been discussing revolutions (in PLSC 150) and the American Revolution in particular (in HIST 220).

Today in my political science class, Professor Nielson asked us what the best definition of a "revolution" was.

Our textbook author: A revolution is "any action or event that results in a fundamental change in the form of government" (442)

A famous political scientist: A revolution is a "combination of thoroughgoing structural transformation and massive class upheavals" (175)

[Basically, definition Author is more broad, and classifies revolutions as any great change in the way the people are governed, but definition Scientist only considers social revolutions as true "revolutions."]

I liked the first definition, because "revolution" to me just means "change". The idea can be further defined by adding adjectives, such as social revolution or economic revolution. By definition Scientist, the American Revolution would not even be considered revolutionary. So the definition I really liked came later:

John Adams: "But what do we mean by the American Revolution? Do we mean the American war? The Revolution was effected before the war commenced. The Revolution was in the minds and hearts of the people."

This is was first got me thinking about the similarities of our discussion with the gospel. We each need to have our own revolution, or change toward the gospel, in our heart and in our mind. A simple "social revolution" (definition Scientist), or completion of only the visible actions required by the gospel, is not really the revolution we should be having. Of course, that's included (just as social revolutions are included in definition Author), but we need a great big HUGE revolution within ourselves. A full change in how we govern our lives. It might be hard fighting, and we might lose some battles, but we must win the revolution within us.

Later in class we discussed tactics for instigating a revolution.

Robespierre: "Terror is only justice: prompt, severe, and inflexible; it is then an emanation of virtue; it is less a distinct principle than a natural consequence of the general principle of democracy, applied to the most pressing wants of the country."

Robespierre was one of many leaders during the French Revolution. Obviously, he thought that terror and violence was the only way to maintain liberty. He used this idea as fodder for the innovation of the guillotine, which he used to stifle many of his political enemies, or "counter-revolutionaries".

Not that I'm endorsing his ideas, but it struck me that that is exactly what we need to do to Satan and his temptations (our "counter-revolutionaries"): chop off their heads. Quick and unforgiving. Satan will always have more wiles in wait for us, but if we have already established a habit of sending them right to the guillotine, we can be safe.

Someone who didn't send his rivals to the guillotine (figuratively speaking) was John Adams. His best bud Thomas Jefferson loved to undermine him from the VP spot while Adams was top guy after George Washington. Though it was annoying, Adams didn't do anything about it (not that he really could have, but forget that for a moment). Eventually, Jefferson nabbed the Presidential seat out from under him. Adams was had.

Even Robespierre was ultimately killed by the guillotine by his foes. So if we don't force that change of government of our mind and heart or learn how to chop off all opposition provided by Satan, we will eventually lead ourselves to our own demise.

That's what I learned in class today.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

DAY 28 - Gentry

Official Topic: Someone That Changed My Life
My Take: Someone So Awesome They Made Me Look at My Life and Commit to be Better

Gentry was one of my kids my first week as an EFY counselor this summer. When the girls and the boys first met together, I thought he was going to be one of those talkative take-over types who thought they were so cool. I'm so glad I was wrong.


Dear Gentry,

I already wrote you a note thanking you for your great example, but constantly looking back on that week at EFY only reinforces my desire to become better. Thank you for stepping forward to lead the group, but making each and every one of your fellow participants feel important. You were reliable and caring and wise beyond your years.

At the Thursday night testimony meeting, it was a result of a rare strike of luck that our company was placed in a room alone, just us. I remember that when you bore your testimony, you cried. I so wanted to bear mine, and I've never had that strong of a feeling before, so when a Field Coordinator who was in just listening to our testimony meeting told us counselors we could get up, I jumped up first. I cried the whole way through, too. I don't think my eyes were dry once during the whole meeting.

But what really spikes in my memory is as we were leaving the building to return to our rooms for the night. I thanked you for your testimony, and you laughed a little and said something about if I could have even heard it, since you were crying. I told you that I could feel it, and placed my hand over my heart. My eyes welled up again as you told me you could feel my testimony, too, even before I bore it.

I guess you were just the right combination of assurance and encouragement that I needed right then. Once again, the teacher learns more than the student.

Thanks for coming that week, Gentry. Thanks for showing me what kind of person God wants us to be. Thank you for showing me that living the gospel is the most exciting and invigorating thing I could do with my life. Thank you for making me want to be better.

Sincerely,
Hilary

Monday, September 27, 2010

DAY 27 - Peter

Official Topic: The Friendliest Person I Knew For Only One Day
I'm Gonna Say: The Friendliest Person I Knew For Only One Week

Note: "Peter" needs to be said in a sort of a wailing British accent, รก la Chronicles of Narnia. Also, Peter was one of my fellow counselors in EFY Week 2.


Dear Co-co,

Thanks for being so nice to me. Our Sunday night meeting before we found out our co-counselors ("Co-co"s, as you like to call them), you were sitting right behind me. You were really friendly with the people sitting next to you, and I remember thinking (without turning around), "I want that guy to be my counselor." But, since I never get the people I think I will, I didn't wish too hard. But alas, I was so pumped when we were in the same company! You never stopped smiling, and your investment in the kids made each one of them feel special.

Our "date" made my week, and chicken strips and ice cream was never so enjoyable (ok, so ice cream is really enjoyable all the time, but you know). Thanks for sharing your amazing photography skills with us that week and showing us how to have fun. Your example showed each of the boys how to enjoy the gospel and still have man-cred, and showed each of the girls what kind of man they deserved.

I will never forget your kindness or the spirit you brought to that week. Or that time I stole Whitney's backpack because I thought it was yours. Or when Kirstin took that picture... or how you danced with each one of our girls. Or how hard you searched for Kylie's last name.

I know you are doing great things literally all over the world. I hope you will be able to return to EFY next year!

Sincerely,
Hilary


Sunday, September 26, 2010

DAY 26 - Haleigh

What's Going Down: The Last Person I Made a Pinky Promise To

Dearest Haleigh,

Even though you can be the most annoying person I have ever beheld, I love you. I really do. And I am really grateful I've gotten better at that these past few years.

Can I just say some things that are awesome:
- Dancing and singing in the car together
- Driving you places
- Eating our vitamins together
- Talking about high school together
- Eating dinner that you made
- Emptying the dishwasher for Mom together
- Hearing you answer questions and realized that you've grown up.

I hope you can see that I've been trying to become a better sister. Because you're hilarious, and I love you. Even when you're ridiculous.

Love Always,
Hilary

P.S. And you better be keeping that pinky promise we made! I've heard you're doing all right. =)

Saturday, September 25, 2010

DAY 25 - Grandma & Grandpa

Official Topic: The Person I Know Who is Going Through the Worst of Times
My Take: The People I Know Who are Going Through a Really Hard Time

Many years ago now, my Grandma Loray was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. She quickly was unable to walk or do anything for herself. For the past eight plus years, my Grandpa Gary has been taking care of her every need, from placing her in her wheelchair to adjusting her glasses when they droop down her nose.


Dear Grandma and Grandpa,

Thank you for your great examples. Even though I have seen the pain this situation has caused you both, I see more often how you both still do what you can to enjoy life. You each make the most of every day together.

Grandpa, I have never heard you complain. I know that being the primary caregiver for someone who can do very little can be very frustrating, but you still smile and laugh every day. Your faithfulness and willingness to serve, not only Grandma but the Lord through your weekly temple service and calling as patriarch, always comes to my mind whenever I am tired or fed up. (It doesn't hurt that you also look a lot like President Monson.)

Grandma, I admire how you do what you still can to learn and grow and keep your vibrant mind fresh. I have learned now that any annoyances you show to us is a pittance to the annoyance you must feel being trapped inside your own body. I am sorry I have not appreciated your sacrifices and love enough.

I love you both, and I am honored to have grandparents like you. Thank you for raising my mom so she could have me.

Love,
Hilary

Friday, September 24, 2010

DAY 24 - Mr. Flohre

To: The Person That Gave Me My Favorite Memory

Mr. Flohre was my band director in high school (not a date to a school dance, as I've been asked before as a result of the picture below. bahaha). He also hired me this summer to help out at band camp.


Mr. Flohre,

I am so grateful I had you for a teacher, and for a friend (even if you are really slow at answering emails. even though you check them all the time...). Thank you for letting me crash in your office every morning, every afternoon, and when I didn't feel right. Looking back now, I was a very pushy and needy high schooler, but you put up with it. I was astonished at some of the things I did back then, but thanks for not hating me.

I think back to the time I was in Seussical. You said you weren't going to be able to make it to the show, and I thought that was so lame! That show was like, the pinnacle of my achievement (or something). But the next school day after the shows, you subtly said something about our performance, and I knew that you had gone. You sneaked in, you sneaked out, but you came, and that made me truly happy.

Your Music Theory class was both the hardest and most rewarding class I've ever taken. I loved our tiny group, and even though being put on the spot scared me out of my mind, I learned a lot. I learned how to take confidence in what I was good at, and how to work at the things I wasn't. I learned that all things wouldn't come easy to me, and that was just fine.

Thanks for caring about your job, and your students. Thanks for giving me a place in the band program. That's exactly what I needed those long years of high school. And working at band camp was exactly what I needed this past summer.

Sincerely,
Hilary

P.S. A minor seventh is still my favorite interval.
P.P.S. I still think you making us put up devil horns every time you played the devil's tone was lame.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

DAY 23 - Kurt

The Last Person I Kissed