Success is . . .

Do you ever have those days when you realize that you are doing things with the wrong mindset? Today was that day for me! There are things in my life that I really wanted to succeed, but I realized today that my definition of "success" is skewed. As I spoke with my friend, Kellie, I realized that I was setting myself to a "worldly" standard/definition of success. The world defines success as: "the attainment of wealth, favor, or eminence" (Webster's Dictionary). I recognized that, if I was rating myself according to the worlds standards, I am not very successful! She told me that she redefined what success meant to her; she defines success as: love and positive change. If an experience brings her to love somebody more, feel love, or change for the better, then it is a success!

Since then, which it has only been a few hours, I've been thinking a lot about what I define success is. I don't think I could narrow it down to a few simple words; but I think that success is a positive attitude and something that can influence others for the better. It could even be a "bad experience", but there are so many things to learn from it. Every day, "bad things" happen to everybody: somebody yelled at you, you wrecked your car, you got a paper-cut, etc. But it all depends on how you react to it. Every experience can help you succeed if you react to it with a positive attitude.

As I get ready for school (WEDNESDAY, HOORAY!!!!!), I'm trying to change my mentality about what success is. Not only that, but I'm trying to conquer my fears too. As I spoke with Kellie, I realized that the things that I fear have to do with how others see me. I have decided that I am a "people pleaser person". I like to be liked, I like people to be happy, and if they aren't, then I "failed". This has GOT to change in my mind! It's okay for me to try to make people happy; but to try to make everybody happy is a ridiculous goal! As the New Year rolls in, I've made a few goals about changing my mentality:

1. Do what I love because I love it! I am not trying to please or impress anybody. The Lord has blessed me with a talent, and I want to progress and learn more about it.
2. Don't let fear take the wheel! Fear will stop my progression. Fear is a form of pride that stops you from progressing and moving forward.
3. Let it be! This one is a little odd, but I have the tendency to dwell and worry about things. This is simply not healthy spiritually, mentally, physically, or emotionally. My life needs to have an equal balance that is centered on Christ. I need to have faith in the Lord and let it be.

These are just a few of my goals, I have plenty more! It is going to be such a fantastic year of growth and development! Happy New Year to all, and to all a good year!!! =D

Christmas="More Christ"

Christmas is my favorite time of year! I don't know about anybody else, but I feel like it brings out the best in everybody; it's the complete opposite of election time! ;) This Christmas, I decided to do something a little different; I truly did focus on Christ. I studied His birth, life, death, and resurrection! I took time to meditate and speak to my Heavenly Father and thank Him for all He has done, including sacrificing His son so that I could repent! Cool experience!

Not only that, but I was able to learn a bit more about myself. My Dad, for Christmas, got a book for me. We were at Deseret Book a few days before Christmas and I picked the book up, it was titled "Marriage is Ordained of God; But Who Came up With Dating?" I thought it was the funniest title ever, my Dad agreed! I opened it up to a random page and started reading it to my Dad. He snatched it out of my hands and said "I'm getting it for you!" I have actually been reading it! There is a section that is dedicated to young single adults who are at a "marriageable age". There's a point that talks about the saying "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." As I read that section, it talked about how "beauty" is actually in the eye of God. Satan likes to attack what he doesn't have, including the human body and families. If we let him tell us what beauty is, then he will win! But, if we listen to our Heavenly Father, we will understand what true beauty is. I've been praying to be able to see myself the way He sees me, and I am starting to see it! It is one of the most incredible things ever! Not only am I seeing myself through His eyes, but others too.  It's a very humbling experience because He not only is helping me see strengths I have, but weaknesses as well. Then I've been striving to improve myself in those areas (yes, this has been happening in the course of three days).

I am a beautiful daughter of God who loves me!

Party in Heber Cit-ay!!!

By this time, in two weeks, I'll be in Rexburg getting ready for school! I honestly can't believe how quickly time has flown! It honestly is going to be a little bitter sweet for me; I've made so many friends this past fall and I love my ward. But, it will be sweet to get back up to school and continue my education! I am honestly a little nervous about finances and things like that for next semester, but I know the Lord will help me.

On Saturday, I had the opportunity to go to a friends house and play some games! It was so much fun; we started by playing a game that's kind of like Taboo (sp?) but it is with all scriptural references. Some of it was really hard to guess and to describe. But, it was a blast any way! Later that night, I had a Relief Society meeting where we discussed what we were going to do for the Relief Society Christmas cards. I guess they were having a movie night right after/during our meeting because there were a few extra people around too. I then went back to the first party; I guess they had lent out their chairs to somebody for a wedding reception, so we went and got those. It was kind of funny, as we were about to leave, the girl who was driving was backing up in her brother's card. She backed up and hit the car behind her; it wasn't hard enough to cause damage, but it shook me up a little bit. She laughed and said, "Don't worry, that was my car." But as she pulled forward, she realized that it wasn't her car, but mine! Ha, there was no damage done, no dents, scratches, etc. But it was funny all the same!

After that, I went back to Melinda's house (where I had my meeting) and hung out with a couple of people there for a few minutes. Then I got to wait for a few of my friends from Idaho who came and stayed with me Saturday night! I was so excited to see them! I had been thinking the other day how much I missed Rexburg . . . but it was kind of late in the semester to go down for a purpose! Then, when my friend called and asked if they could stay with me, all I could think was "Rexburg is coming to me!!!"

Sunday morning came all too quickly! I didn't want to get up, but I knew I had to! That day, we (the ward choir) were singing in sacrament meeting for the Christmas program. I was nervous, but excited all at the same time! The spirit calmed me and reminded me that it isn't about the quality of the sound, but the power of the spirit. And the spirit was there; I love this time of year where I get to reflect on Christ and His birth, why He was born, and also His atoning sacrifice! It was great! My friends that stayed with me were nice enough to sing with us too! I am truly grateful for that as well! (By this time, my friends from Idaho had left) After church, I was talking to a few of my friends; we were talking about how Spencer's Dad, while he was serving his mission, had a strange experience while he was trakting (sp?). He and his companion went up to a door and when the door opened, a big man punched his companion! Spencer's dad tried to close the door, but it wasn't working. Eventually, he let the door fly open and he (Spencer's dad) punched the guy back into his house and then booked it (his companion had walked away, rather dazed prior to this). We then, kiddingly talked about if my friend Amy and I were mission companions and that happened. We decided that I would be the one who got punched first; then Amy would jump on the guy and start hitting him! Ha ha, we could not stop laughing just thinking about that image. I would then wake up and walk over to her, and calmly state, "Amy, we need to be teaching him the gospel." While still pounding on him, Amy would start teaching the first discussion "And he saw a pillar of light . . . Do YOU see a light?" Oh my, it was so funny! Of course, we would never do that . . . but it was fun to kid around about anyway.

I finally played "Settler of Catan" that night too!! I went over to a friends house and we played. It's fun . . . but I don't think I'd get addicted to it. It is one of the games that I would play every once in a while, but not a lot. I feel so blessed right now, even as I write all of this down, for the people that are in my life (friends and family). I have such wonderful people that surround me and help me up when I'm down. I am grateful for the opportunity I had to learn more about myself this past fall and to make friends here. When I first came down in July, I kept thinking to myself that I didn't have any friends here, everybody was just an acquaintance. I felt out of place, like I had already been put somewhere in the corner and there was nothing I could do to change that. Now, I can see friends everywhere I turn. I am so grateful for this fall break and the love I've felt from so many people here!

"Strengthened for the Challenges of the Day"

This week has been an absolute blessing to me! I've been striving to put God first in my life; I noticed on Sunday that I wasn't doing so before. God was in my life, but not first in my life. In one of my posts earlier, I had talked about how I needed to sell a housing contract I accidentally signed up for; I got two hits! Well, they also had talked to other people and I lost those two hits. I was starting to stress out. This week, I prayed fervently that somebody would buy my contract. Every time I prayed, I felt peace; everything was going to be okay.

Tuesday came around, and there were still no hits for me. But, Tuesday I got to go listen to my brother's band concert (as random as that sounds, it helped me a lot). I was amazed and comforted by the talent of these young people! They were playing excerpts from "The Nutcracker" and things that I wouldn't have been able to play at that age (anywhere between 11-13). As I sat in the concert, that peace washed over me again; everything was going to be okay. I needed to have faith.

Wednesday, I went to the Provo temple for the last time this year (it's closing for it's annual cleaning). It was a bitter-sweet moment for me; but I felt that same peace about my contract. I then went to Institute later that night; it was the last class for the rest of the year. Again, it was bitter-sweet; I loved listening to Sister McNaughten's testimony and her enthusiasm for the gospel. I truly believe that, because of her, I have a greater love for, and testimony of, the Prophet Joseph Smith. He is a prophet of God, no matter what other people say! That night, I prayed again for somebody to be guided to my contract. That same peace fell over me. I'd like to point out, I was never told "So-and-so is going to buy your contract soon." It was always just this feeling that everything was going to be okay.

On Thursdays, my prayers are always a little different. You see, while I was in Student Support, we would say prayers together. Thursdays, however, were called "Thankful Thursdays"; in these prayers, we try to say nothing but "thank you" and "I'm grateful for". It has helped me realize God's hand in my life since I've done this. That being said, I didn't pray that somebody would buy my contract; rather, I thanked Him for the peace He continually sent me about my contract. I knew everything was going to be okay. After I said my prayer, I studied the scriptures; that peace stayed with me through out the rest of the day. When I got home, I had the feeling that I needed to check my e-mail. I went in and did so, and there was an e-mail from a young girl in Korea . . . she wanted to buy my contract!!!! I quickly e-mailed her back and told her that it was hers! I received a second confirmation e-mail today!

God is truly watching out for me, and everybody in the world. That is one of the things I've learned in my Institute class this past fall; God is in the details. I learned to rely on Him more, trust in Him more, pray to Him more, and love Him more. I know that He is there, holding my hand and comforting me when I'm struggling. He loves me; I am a daughter of God and He loves me! To those of you who read this, YOU are His child, He loves YOU! I cannot say it enough! That thought alone, knowing that I am a child of God, has molded who I am striving to be and who I am striving to become. God is there for you; "ask and ye shall receive". I am so grateful for this past week and the experiences I've had to rely on God and to gain a better testimony of His love for me and all of His children!

"Rejoice Greatly, O Daughter of Zion"

Sunday I got to hear part of one of the greatest Oratorios ever written, "The Messiah". I know, I'm the worst music major in the world; but what a blessing it was to listen to such powerful songs about the birth of my Savior, Jesus Christ. During this time of year, it never ceases to amaze me how much I forget the purpose. Despite the fact that I'm 21 years old, I still forget that there is a purpose behind this season. I know that Christ was born of humble circumstances, in a stable. And yet, even the animals knew that He was the son of God. I remember when I did "Savior of the World" this past year, there was a scene where the shepherds came and saw the baby Jesus. The angel had told the shepherds to share the news that the Christ child was born. The youngest shepherd went up to Mary and Joseph and said, "My father wants me to start by telling you." He then repeated the message that the angel said unto them.

I love that they felt the need to tell Mary and Joseph. They already knew that He was the son of God; but to have it reaffirmed was very powerful! "For behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord." During this season, I am striving to remember my Savior and His birth. But also His life and death; I love this gospel and all that I learn and gain from it. God is real, and so is His son--our brother--Jesus Christ! God is there for us, all we must do is ask.

"Shall we not go on in so great a cause?"

I've always loved Wednesdays! Wednesday mornings I drive my Dad to work (at 6:30) and am in the temple by 7:15; I've been doing that since last year! It has been such a blessing in my life! I'm considered a "regular" now and love seeing my friends (the temple workers) there every week! There is such power in the temple, even just on the grounds! I feel so blessed to be close to so many! Yesterday, my temple trip was very quick; I got in at about 7:10 and was out by 7:45. I could have stayed and just say there, but due to the police cars that I saw on my way up, I wasn't sure what traffic would be like. When I got home, I talked to my Mom a little bit. I don't think I say it enough, but I love my parents so much!!!! I love sharing ideas, bouncing things off of each other; it's just great!

Later that night, I gained a better testimony of Joseph Smith. In Institute we studied his martyrdom; I walked away from that class knowing that he is a true prophet of God! He was willing to give his life for what he knew was true. The story of the day in Carthage Jail always touches me. I picture it so vividly every time I read/hear it; I can see John Taylor sitting on the bed, singing "A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief", sweat pouring down his brow due to the heat. Joseph leaning up against the wall next to the window while Hyrum Smith and Willard Richards standing nearby. Despite what is about to happen, the air is light. Then the wicked men come with their faces painted black; they storm up the stairs and start shooting. First they hit Hyrum who falls to the ground, dead. Seeing Joseph weep over his brother breaks my heart every time. Then Joseph, to try to get the mobbers to leave John and Willard alone, goes for the window. He, however dies in the process. In class, I read a quote that he said before he went to Carthage: "My work is finished." It never ceases to amaze me that he went to Carthage jail knowing he wasn't going to come back. He had done the Lord's will, therefore it was time.

To end the class, Sister McNaughten read something from Sister Lucy Mack Smith (Joseph's mother). I don't know if it was a journal entry or what it was, but she talked about the first time she saw Joseph and Hyrum after they had been killed. While she read it, she asked me to play "A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief". The spirit bore witness to me that this was real! Joseph died so that I could have the truth today! I am so grateful for his willingness to sacrifice his own home, money, land, and life to help restore the true gospel on the earth! After the lesson, I thought of his quote: "Shall we not go on in so great a cause?" What a great cause this is; to bring the truth to the world! I shall go on in this great cause!

"Allahu Akbar"

Devotionals are over for the year (both at BYU and BYU Idaho). It was a very bitter-sweet thing for me to hear President Samuelson (BYU's President) tell the students that this was the last one for the semester and good luck on finals. Elder Tad R. Callister gave a FANTASTIC devotional! His topic revolved around integrity. As I sat and listened to him speak, I realized some things about myself. I've always known that I haven't been perfect; but there have been times when I really should have had stronger integrity then what I had shown. He gave 7 principles of Integrity:

1. Integrity is the foundation of our character
2. Integrity is not only doing with is legal, but what is morally proper and Christ-like
3. Integrity; decisions based on our nature
1. This one was my favorite; he spoke briefly about the difference between "behavior" and "nature". One can change their behavior without changing their overall nature. It was powerful!
4. Integrity is disclosing the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth
5. Integrity knows no excuses
6. Integrity is keeping our covenants even in times of "inconvenience"
1. This was another one of my favorites. He told a story about a man who had the task of fulfilling a job qualification before the end of the year (it wasn't a lot of time either). When asked if he would have it done by that time, the gentleman said "You have my word; it's better than a contract." It's better than a contract, because with those paper contracts, you can find loop-holes. In his word, there is no loop-hole.
7. Integrity is not governed by others; it is internal, not external
1. "To thine own self be true." ~Hamlet

By the end of the devotional, I concluded that my integrity would NOT BE FOR SALE AT ANY PRICE!

BYU Idaho's devotional was also something I needed! Brother Huff, one of my religion teachers, spoke.  He taught at the BYU Jerusalem center for a couple of years; during that time, he was able to observe different religions (such as Jews and Muslims). He talked about what a powerful example each of those faiths were in keeping things sacred in their religion. For example, the Muslims pray at five set times a day; one of those times is at 4:00 am! While he was there, he heard music play to tell the Muslims that it was time to pray. The phrase "Allahu Akbar" was said in the music; "Allahu Akbar" means "God is Greatest" I was touched! He also talked about the Jews and how precise they were while observing the Sabbath.

He talked about the phrase "The Sabbath" too. For our great-grandparents, it was called "The Holy Sabbath"; our grandparents called it "The Sabbath"; our parents called it "Sunday"; and we call it "The weekend". It has lost so much value and sense of the sacredness that it should receive!!! I listened to this devotional in my room; and yet the spirit was so strong! I finished that devotional and thought about things I could do better in my life. He gave me ideas for some things that I'd like to do too, like: be a life-long learner; have a list of good books; have a "bucket list"; have a list of inspirational quotes; etc. So, I've started doing all of the above!!

There was another tender mercy in my day today. I found out on Friday that I had two housing contracts, one at Birch Plaza (paid for) and one at Baronessa (deposit paid; contract wasn't signed). I e-mailed the person over Baronessa and told them that I wouldn't be moving in in the Winter. She wrote me back and told me that I either had to pay the $925 or I had to sell it myself. I immediately panicked! I asked her for some advice on what I should do. She recommended putting it on the BYU-Idaho bulletin board; so I did. I put the ad in the bulletin board and got an e-mail today!!! Answer to my prayers!!!! God truly is looking out for me and helping me!!! God truly is the greatest!!! =D

Christmas miracle . . . a little early

I love BYU's music program!!!!!! I had the blessed opportunity to go to the "Celebration of Christmas" choir concert on Friday night. It was kind of a miracle how I got in; I was there at BYU about an hour and a half early for the show. I went up to the ticket office and asked if I could buy a ticket for the show that night. The lady at the office replied, with a smile, "I'm sorry, we are sold out for all of the choir concerts. But, if you hang out here for a little bit, people always try to sell their tickets right before the show."

So, I sat, and I waited. About an hour later, I met a young lady (a junior at BYU) named Madison. We started talking and she asked me if I had a ticket. I responded that I didn't, but that I was waiting for somebody to try to sell their ticket so I could jump up and claim it! She laughed at my enthusiasm, but we both discussed that it would be highly unlikely (by this time it was 15 mins. to show). She got up to go in and I continued to sit there. I was vexed at my whole situation; how could it be sold out?

As I was about to get up and leave, an older gentleman came over and pointed to Madison. He said "She told me that you were looking for a ticket. Here you go!" I was shocked!!!! How in the world did this happen? It was an answer to prayer for sure!!! I reached in my pocket to grab the $15 for the ticket. The man shook his head and said, "No, no, it's a gift! Merry Christmas!!" The shock in my body intensified! What a tender mercy it was for me to go to that concert! Christmas is the most spiritual time of year, I think. The music is centered around Christ, just like the season. The strongest numbers were the first and one toward the end. The first was entitled "Of the Father's Love Begotten" by John Ness Beck; I couldn't even hum the tune back to you, but I felt the spirit there!!! The last song was by Felix Mendelssohn (one of my favorite composers ever) entitled "A Star Shall Rise Up out of Jacob". I love Christmas!!!! Thinking of Jesus Christ being born in a humble stable, and yet what He lived to be!! He is the Savior of the World! Absolutely fantastic!!!

Saturday night, I went to BYU's Divine Comedy Best Of show. Wow, is all I can say to that show! I bought the ticket on Monday had been looking forward to it all week! When I arrived (at 6:00; the show didn't start until 7:00) I was welcomed by a line that wrapped around the entire building, and even up the stairs! I waited and met some people in the line. We talked, and became pretty good friends! (It made me smile that, for the second day in a row, I stepped out of my comfort zone and made a friend in a place that I wasn't very familiar with. I felt great!) We then went into the show together and laughed hysterically! I left the show in high spirits, feeling like Uncle Albert in "Mary Poppins" (you know, "We love to laugh", and they float up to the ceiling). I walked around campus for a little bit and just felt the spirit that was there. True, it is very different than BYU-Idaho, but not in a bad way. I felt safe, protected, and welcome! I don't plan on transferring anytime soon--or at all for that matter--but it's nice to feel that in a place that is typically overwhelming and large.

I'm grateful for the opportunity I've had to go to BYU every week for the past couple of months! I'll be sad to leave in a little less than a month. Then again, it will be great to be back up at BYU-Idaho too! =D

Happy Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving, a day of remembering things that you are grateful for. However, this Thanksgiving was a little different; I tried focusing on the giving. In the morning, my siblings and I worked on tying quilts together for children at the Children's Justice Center--it's a place where children who are being abused or aren't safe at home go. It felt good to finish up those quilts so that a child would have something that could comfort them.

Later on in the day, my family and I made Acorn Cookies--it isn't as gross as it sounds! They were Nutter Butter bite size cookies with Hershey Kisses attached to them. It was such a delicious treat! I've always been a fan of peanut butter with chocolate!

My Mom, Dad, sisters, Ben, and I then played Phase 10. Boy, that was fun! For the first time in my life, I finished all 10 phases!!! I was slightly proud of myself! Anna, Dad, and I also played air hockey. I first played against Dad and I beat him! He was winning, but I came up behind him in the end and took the win! Then Anna and I played against each other and she won! We then went and played foosball together . . . Dad beat/destroyed the two of us! So, we're all winners!!! Stephen and Nini came over for the day as well! I love my brother and his beautiful wife!!! They are so much fun to be around! =D

One of my favorite parts about Thanksgiving is our "I am thankful for . . ." Wall. We put up a big piece of paper and, throughout the day, write down things that we are grateful for. There were a couple of funny ones! One of them said "Indoor plumbing"; naturally, since I LOVE quoting Disney movies, I put in parenthesis "It's gonna be big!". Another one said the names of all of us, then off to the side, it also said Harry Potter! I guess he's part of the family now! =D

All in all, it was a terrific day with the fam!!!

I love my family!!!!! =D

"I Am a Child of God"

There are some weeks when you just need a Sunday; that was me this week. I was struggling in silly ways, primarily lack of sleep. When I'm tired, I get into this mood where I doubt who I am. I'm not sure why that is, but that's what happens. I've dedicated this entire fall semester to figuring out who I am and who my Father in Heaven knows I'm capable of becoming. There are quite a few things that I will never forget. One of them is that I am a child of God--because of this small statement, I have learned so much about myself. Because I am His child, I have the capability to become as He is! I don't think I fully understood what that meant (nor do I think I will ever be able to in this life). But I think I understand it a little more now. You see, God went through the same things that I have. He was once in my position (I know, my brain doesn't fully comprehend that either, but it's true nonetheless). Not only that, but He sent His Son, Jesus Christ, to die for me.

Yesterday in church, the atonement was a topic of choice. In Alma 7:11-12, it talks about how Christ suffered our "pains and afflictions and temptations of every kind . . . he will take upon him the pains and the sicknesses of the people." And He did all of this so that "he may know according to the flesh how to succor his people according to their infirmities." The word "succor" means "to run to". I absolutely love that! He doesn't just take His time to come and help me when I ask; He runs to me! It helped me to learn that I am not alone in this world. This week, I had a lot of those days where I felt very alone. It was slightly frustrating, because I knew I wasn't alone. As I sat in Relief Society and re-read these words in Alma, I felt as if I was being hugged! As President Uchtdorf said in the Relief Society broadcast this past October: "You are not alone."

Not only that, but I realized some things about myself that I need to repent of. Not for "bad things" like lying, cheating on a test, or anything like that. But for things like not reaching out to people or letting others reach out to me; letting down those "protective walls" to an extent so that I can let others know who I am and vice versa. It was truly an amazing sabbath! I went to BYU's devotional on Tuesday where President Thomas S. Monson spoke. He shared a quote from Disney's The Lion King. The quote he shared went like this: "You are more than what you've become. Remember who you are." I remember that I am a child of God, and therefore have the capability to become more than what I currently am. I will put my faith in the Lord and continue on my journey to find out what I can become. =D

"Tale as old as time . . ."

This past weekend I had the wonderful opportunity to go see Wasatch High School's production of "Beauty and the Beast" with Logan (Hayden). Wow, we have such a talented group of students at that school! The cast was spot on! It was funny, when I heard who they had playing Gaston (Braden Flory), I remember thinking that Ms. T must know him better than I, because I couldn't see him playing that role! He was perfect as Gaston! One of my favorite things about this musical (besides the music) was the costumes! Braden/Gaston had a shirt that extended down his arms which made them look muscular. Lumiere had hands that were candlesticks; I believe he had complete control of the "fire". It was very high-tech!

Their set was also amazing! Apparently there was a "hidden Mickey"on the set. When they told us that right after intermission, Logan and I both commented that it would be hard to focus on the play knowing that little fact! That proved to be false as the play continued! Afterward, Logan and I went to Dairy Keen (it was his first time to Heber and--I'm convinced--that it is an un-written law that when you visit Heber for the first time, you have to stop at Dairy Keen). I showed him the Harry Potter train and we both tried finding Hagrid. We may have found him . . . but we weren't sure if it really is him. It's funny; the longer I'm here, the more I love it. I remember last year I had the hardest time being home. All I wanted to do was be back in the Burg with my friends. Now, I'm happy with where I am and what is happening in my life. Not only that, but I'm getting a better sense of who I am and who God knows I am capable of becoming.

Weddings, Star Trek, and Stink Bombs

Last night, I went to a wedding for a dear friend of mine (Courtney Whitear [Rosemeyer]). They held the wedding reception at the Rexburg, ID airport museum. It was so enjoyable! At our table, there was: Karen Ballard (Alemany), Austin Ballard (Karen's husband), Alex Withers, Nykele Shapiro (Fowles), Adam Shapiro (Nykele's husband), Annalissa Velardi, Christina Brandt, and myself. They had so many cool things there! There is a soda brand called "Jones" and they customized it with their pictures on the front! It was amazing! They also had cameras at the table so that we could take pictures of things that were going on at our table--they are going to have quite a laugh I'm sure!

At one point during the reception, Alex turned to me and said "Sarah, do you know one of my favorite memories I have had with you?" I shook my head and asked what it was. "When I was trying to help you with 'the look' and I told you to look at me like I was a banana cream pie." I couldn't help but laugh! That was one of my favorite memories too! When it came time to do the bouquet toss, I immediately pulled out my camera. I had no intention of actually participating in it; but I loved watching the girls that were already pushing each other out of the way to get to flowers that hadn't even been picked up by the bride yet! Nykele and Karen looked at me and said "Excuse me, you're single! Get up there!" Ha, I told them that I had seen Christina in these things and I had no desire of getting pushed and scratched just to catch some flowers. Alex and Karen then stood up and, while I was sitting in my chair, pushed me out to the middle of the floor where the flowers were to be thrown. Needless to say, I didn't try catching the flowers, but it was fun to watch the other girls push each other out of the way!

Upon my return to the table, we continued to talk and enjoy each other's company. Alex and Annalissa ended up leaving at about 8:00 because they were going over to Annalissa's boyfriends' house to watch Star Trek (the original). Alex invited me along and I told them that I might be there. I did end up going and it was such a blast! I didn't understand anything that was going on, but it was fun to be with those three; and the movie was pretty good too! After the movie we ended up watching a few YouTube videos and just hanging out. As we were "chillin'" there was a knock on the door and I could hear people run away. I rolled my eyes and commented that they probably weren't there anymore; Alex suggested that they may have left cookies though. Dallin jumped up and went to the door; but he seemed a little confused. He picked something up (I couldn't see what it was) that was small enough to fit in the palm of his hand. There was a sudden pop and the room filled with an aroma of rotten eggs! It was really bad! I couldn't believe that people would do that! But, I guess it did add a little bit of adventure to the night! Shortly after that we all left--and for good reason I guess. All-in-all it was a fantastic weekend! =)

"I can feel my pizza digesting"

I can officially check off hiking to the Y on my "I've never" list. Logan Hendricks and I met up yesterday morning (at about 11). We have been trying to go for about three weeks now; the first week it was pouring rain, the second week something else came up . . . I guess the third time really is the charm. Both of us were a little silly and forgot water-bottles. The hike isn't that long, but it's incredibly steep. We started off and it was kind of difficult! I think it was honestly the lack of hydration (and possibly that I'm out of shape ha), but I was having a REALLY hard time! Logan, fortunately, was really supportive and told me to just take my time. It wasn't a big deal that I had to stop every once and a while to catch my breath.

Anyway, the higher we climbed, the harder it got. The switch-backs were really steep and I was just struggling! A family was on the trail with us and noticed that we didn't have any water. They asked us at one of the stops if we wanted one of their water-bottles. Logan and I both said no, but that the offer was much appreciated. We continued to climb and talked about the TV show "The Sing-Off" and our favorite groups and how, when we were kids, we would mess around and find simple joys in little things. We got to another stop and stayed there for a few minutes. The family caught up to us and pushed the water-bottle into our hands. They insisted we take the water and that it would help us. We did and it did help us immensely!

We reached a certain part of the trail where we could either take an "easy short-cut" or we could go the "hard way". Logan and I both wanted to feel a sense of achievement and decided to go the longer, harder way! What we didn't realize, was the last and final switch-back was the longest and steepest of the entire hike. We really just had that last switch-back before we got to the top of the Y. Had we taken the other trail--the easy one--it would have been a straight shot to the base of the Y. We ended up seeing the family at the base of the Y and we ran down the Y to greet them. We ended up talking to them for a little while before we made the hike back down.

After I got home, I went to work and it was LONG!!! We were incredibly busy and I couldn't stay awake! Mike came up to me and said "5-day people can go home." When I told him I was a 4-day person he responded by saying "Close enough." and I got to go home!

Today, however, I woke up at 5:00am to drive to Rexburg for the weekend! I'm so excited to be here! I had a voice lesson with Brother Olsen this morning, had lunch with Christina Brandt and Annalisa Velardi at Gator Jack's, saw Cami Parks and her baby Hudson, and then went to a choir concert. I actually just got out. It made me miss choir a lot! Later we are all going to Twizlberry for some frozen yogurt! I'm kind of excited! I miss these people so much and it's exciting to see them again! Tomorrow I'm going to Courtney's wedding reception and I couldn't be more excited!

"17 Miracles" and forget me nots

For the past few weeks, Satan has been working on me. He's been tempting me and putting silly ideas in my head of my lack of self-worth. Last night, however, I had the opportunity to teach our Family Home Evening lesson. I decided to use, as a foundation for my lesson, the talk that President Uchtdorf gave in the Relief Society broadcast entitled "Forget Me Not". In his talk, he gave five things that we would do well not to forget:

As I gave my lesson, I felt the gentle and warm reminder that I need to be patient with myself. When I said earlier that Satan had been "working on me", I mean that he has been attacking me from every angle! One of the ways he was attacking me was due to my current "single life" status. These ideas continually popped into my head that I'm "not good enough", "I had my chance with Brandon; but since you broke up with him, you'll never get married", "you can't improve yourself enough to get married to anybody", and other similar thoughts. I was reminded that I need to be patient in that area and in other areas of my life at this current time. I had forgotten to be happy now; true I have hard times, just like everybody else. However, my life is quite amazing too! I have the Lord in my life who succors me and strengthens me. I had also forgotten how much the Lord loves me. I know that He loves me and I love Him. He helps me through the good, the bad, and the ugly! It was a powerful testimony building experience for me.

After my family FHE, I went to the Single's Ward FHE. We watched "17 Miracles"; wow!!!! I couldn't help but think how easy my life was compared to theirs. And even as I thought that, I had the feeling that their challenges and trials were build and made for them. Those trials wouldn't have built me and strengthened me in the way that the Lord needs me to be. But they were meant for those that suffered through those experiences! It was so powerful! I really liked the story of Sarah Frank and her fiance (I think his name was George). They didn't get married before they left for Zion because Sarah wanted to be sealed in the temple. George, sadly, died on the trek to Zion. The amazing part of their story is that Elder James E. Faust heard their story and made sure that they were sealed together in the temple! How amazing is that!? I absolutely loved it! And all of the events that occurred in that movie were true! There were some amazing ones too!!! Powerful past couple of days.

The BYU Devotional today was quite amazing as well. There were several things that Brother Burton said that stood out to me. His talk was entitled: "Learning in Life's Laboratory" It was a lot of different lessons that he's learned throughout his life. There were three lessons that he focused on: Prayer works and God is really on the other end; learn to wait on the Lord; and the healing power of the Savior is real. It was very powerful! This, the church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, is the true church on the earth today! I am so grateful for the knowledge of the truth that I have! I know that my Redeemer lives and that God is real! I love Him and want to be with him again one day. =) For now, I will strive to be better today than I was yesterday.

"You is kind, you is smart, you is important"

Last night I went on a date with a young man named Colton. We ended up going to Cafe Rio for dinner; can I just say it's amazing food! I don't go there that often, but it was delicious! I've only been there a few times, and both times I got the chicken salad. So, I asked Colton what his favorite thing was. He recommended a pork something burrito. It was delicious! We had a nice talk about his mission, what we're studying in school, things we liked to do. It was a lot of fun!

After dinner, we walked over to the movie theatre to watch "The Help". It's a movie based off of a novel about black maids during the Civil Rights movement. As I watched, I couldn't help but feel a greater appreciation for my own parents and the fact that they have always been there for me. They care about me and love me to no end. This movie was truly inspiring! It was sad to how women would treat their children. They wouldn't even give them the time of day let alone tuck them into bed! The only real mothers they had was "the help". Abeline, the main character, would tell one of the little girls "You is kind, you is smart, you is important". They would say it together every day, several times a day. It was truly touching! The ride home was a little quiet. I really didn't have a lot to say after the movie, so we were fairly quiet. At one point on the ride home he asked what I was doing today (Oct. 12). I told him that on Wednesday mornings at about 7:00 am I go to the temple with one of my friends. He replied by saying: "Oh, well I hope I didn't keep you out too late. Then again, a pretty girl like yourself probably doesn't need a lot of beauty sleep." I didn't really know what to say, so I responded by saying "You'd be surprised!" It was kind of silly! He sounded very sincere, but I was surprised by my reaction to what he said. It was slightly out of character for me to say that; but I didn't know what else to say.

The thing I've learned is "You is kind, you is smart, you is important". Don't let others tell you what you are or what you will be. That is something that you decide for yourself due to your actions and how you view yourself.

All-State Choir

Last night I had the amazing opportunity to listen to my sister sing in the Utah All-State Choir concert. 750 voices from the state of Utah all come together to sing a few songs with a special conductor. The conductor this year was Brother Mack Wilberg, conductor of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. There was a guest choir that sang as well, Weber's Chamber Choir. They [Weber] sang one of my favorite songs of all time "Lux Aurumque" by Eric Whitacre. They did such an amazing job! Also, Clay Christiansen played an organ solo entitled "Festival Toccata on St. Anne". It was such a fun piece! I couldn't believe the things he was doing! His feet were doing glissando's and his hands were moving between all of the different keyboards! It was amazing!!!

However, the highlight last night was definitely hearing the All-State Choir. They performed pieces such as: "Ring Out Wild Bells" (Ron Nelson); "Zadok the Priest" (Handel); "Nunc Dimittis" (Alexander Gretchaninoff); "The One Hundredth Fiftieth Psalm (Howard Hanson); "Bile the Cabbage Down" and "Come Thou Fount" (both arr. by Mack Wilberg). The last two were my favorite. Bile the Cabbage was a fun number! There were two male soloists and they did awesome! The first one had a lot of character and a good voice; the second one had an AWESOME voice for a high school senior! The greatest song of the night was "Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing". That song has such a great and powerful testimony behind it! It was amazing to see people, of all faiths and religions, come together and share testimony of coming unto Christ. The spirit was powerful and strengthened my testimony! I'm so grateful for music and the power it has to bring people closer to God. I'm grateful for the opportunity I have to share my testimony through music, but also through word and deed every day of my life! Music is a powerful thing. Walter Savage Lander said: "Music is God's best gift to man; the only art of heaven given to earth, the only art of earth we take to heaven." Music is a gift from God, and I'm so grateful that He's blessed me with talents in music, but also a deep passion for music!

Journey of 1,000 miles

You will notice that I recently changed the name of my blog. It isn't because my story at BYU-Idaho is over. But I realized that my blog and stories are showing a lot more than just "happenings" in my life. It's showing my growth and progression as I strive to become who my Father in Heaven knows I am capable of becoming. There's a saying that says: "The journey of 1,000 miles begins with one step." ~Confucius What isn't mentioned in this quote is that, after that first step, you must continue to keep stepping in order to reach that 1,000 mile mark. That is what I'd like to show here; the steps I'm taking to reach that mark.

Homecoming: Rise and Shout!

Wow, it's Thursday already! This past week has been quite the adventure!

Monday morning I worked at Dairy Keen. While I was at work I received a phone call from Barbara Phillips (the lady in charge of the Talent Find during the county fair). She was asking if I would be willing to sing a musical number (or two) at the Senior Citizen center that night. I accepted and immediately got very nervous and excited! I decided to sing "Danny Boy" and "How Great Thou Art". I tried finding an accompanist, but to no avail. It was time for me to sing and I felt incredibly nervous! The room was packed with people and there were even some people sitting outside the doors (namely other people that would be performing and their parents). I was introduced and then took a moment to get myself ready to sing "Danny Boy". I know that I hit some wrong notes, but I don't think they cared. After I sang the hall roared with applause. I could feel such a powerful energy emanating from the audience; my fears left me instantly! I went over, hit my beginning note for "How Great Thou Art" and started to sing, bearing my testimony to everyone that Christ will come again! When I finished, I felt a wave of relief, satisfaction, and warmth wash over me. I took a bow and gave the mic back to Barbara. As I returned to my seat to collect my things, I was stopped by many. Some of them had tears in their eyes, but bright smiles. I know that the Spirit of the Lord touched them! After that I went to the Singles' Ward FHE and played volleyball. It was a good activity for me because my adrenaline was really going after performing!

Tuesday was quite fun as well! This week, at BYU, it is Homecoming. During their usual Devotional hour, they held an "Opening Ceremony" thing for Homecoming week. I had the wonderful opportunity to meet up with one of my friends from BYU-Idaho who recently returned from his mission, Logan Hayden. We watched the opening ceremonies together. It was really cool, for me, to learn a little bit more about BYU's College of Fine Arts. The person they are honoring this year is Garrett De Jong (spelling?). Garrett was hired by President Harris (the President of BYU at the time) to create the College of Fine Arts at BYU. At the same time, he was offered a job teaching languages at the University of Utah. Needless to say, he took the job at BYU. When this was mentioned during the presentation, the entire audience erupted with applause and cheers. I couldn't help but laugh; I looked over at Logan and commented that "BYU isn't competitive at all!" But it was a lot of fun! Later that day, I went in to work. It was hard that day; most of the people there were being very pessimistic and it was really hard to be around. Going home was such a blessing when the time came.

Wednesday was quite fun as well! I had the great opportunity to see Cassandra and go to the temple with her yesterday (like we try to do every Wednesday). While we were in the temple I saw another friend, Emily, and got to talk to her for a little bit. I have some of the greatest friends in the world! As I spoke with both of them, it was wonderful to feel their testimonies and feel their love as well! What great people! Cassandra and I went to her place after baptisms and had Heath Bar pancakes! Ha ha, we were just experimenting, but it was pretty good! I got to spend most of the day in Provo yesterday. I went and looked at the museum at BYU; beautiful paintings!!! It is so cool! My friend Logan Hendricks (yes, a different Logan than the previous day) and I were supposed to hike to the Y. But it was raining and we both decided that it was a poor idea to do so. So instead, we had ice cream at the BYU Creamery. We stayed there and talked for a little bit! Afterward, I decided that I needed to go home because I smelled like chlorine from the baptismal font! But I returned to Provo later that evening to watch Divine Comedy's tech rehearsal! It was funny, but I could tell they needed a little bit more work before Friday! They did a spoof off of Aladdin! During the scene where Jafar makes a wish to be "President over all of the BYU's" (in the real movie he wishes to be "the most powerful genie in the world") Aladdin responds "Jafar, aren't you forgetting something? Not only do you have BYU Provo and BYU Hawaii, but you also have BYU-Idaho and all of the restrictions that go with it!" I cracked up!!! My favorite one may have been "The Blind Date Who Lived". It was Whitney who was set-up on a blind date with Tom Riddle (from Harry Potter). Tom shows Whitney that he has a wand and she responds by saying: "Oo, you'r a magician? Show me a magic trick!" Tom snickers and says turns to the waiter "Avada Kedavra!" He says, and the waiter drops dead. Tom then turns to Whitney and says, "That's really the only trick I know!" Ha ha ha, I couldn't stop from laughing. It was really funny!

The rest of this week will be pretty fun! I'm working, going to a wedding reception, watching my sister sing in All-State Choir; yeah, it'll be a good week! =)

General Conference

What a powerful and testimony building weekend. For the past two days I've had the wonderful opportunity to listen to the prophet of the Lord, President Thomas S. Monson, and other servants called of God.
On Saturday I was scheduled to work at 10:30. Well, Conference starts at 10, so I left part-way through. As I went to work, we finished getting everything ready for the day and nobody came! It was so slow! Mike, the manager that morning, asked if anybody wanted to go downstairs and watch Conference. I did! I was able to hear the end of Elder Packer's talk and also President Uchtdorf's talk. What a powerful spirit!
Sunday was just as powerful! I could feel the spirit of God in all their words and testimonies! However, the most powerful experience, for me, occurred during a song in the morning session. The Mormon Tabernacle Choir sang "I Believe in Christ". I've heard that song hundreds of times; yet the spirit and testimony that was born was stronger than I had ever felt before. That words go like this:

"I believe in Christ; he is my King!

With all my heart to him I’ll sing;

I’ll raise my voice in praise and joy,

In grand amens my tongue employ.

I believe in Christ; he is God’s Son.

On earth to dwell his soul did come.

He healed the sick; the dead he raised.

Good works were his; his name be praised.

 I believe in Christ; oh blessed name!

As Mary’s Son he came to reign

’Mid mortal men, his earthly kin,

To save them from the woes of sin.

I believe in Christ, who marked the path,

Who did gain all his Father hath,

Who said to men: “Come, follow me,

That ye, my friends, with God may be.”

 I believe in Christ—my Lord, my God!

My feet he plants on gospel sod.

I’ll worship him with all my might;

He is the source of truth and light.

I believe in Christ; he ransoms me.

From Satan’s grasp he sets me free,

And I shall live with joy and love

In his eternal courts above.

 I believe in Christ; he stands supreme!

From him I’ll gain my fondest dream;

And while I strive through grief and pain,

His voice is heard: “Ye shall obtain.”

I believe in Christ; so come what may,

With him I’ll stand in that great day

When on this earth he comes again

To rule among the sons of men."

It was such a powerful testimony to me that there is a Christ; but it also showed me that I do have a testimony of Christ. I am His daughter and He loves me, and I love Him! Powerful and moving! This Conference weekend has strengthened me spiritually, mentally, physically, and emotionally! I am striving to be more Christ-like and have received personal revelation on how to do so. I know that this church is true, the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I know that it was restored by God through the prophet Joseph Smith. I am grateful that, amidst persecution and suffering, that he [Joseph Smith] didn't stop going about the Lord's work. I know that my Redeemer lives! I know that He suffered in the garden of Gethsemane for my sins, pains, and afflictions. He did that because He loves me; I know He had the power to make it stop, but He chose to suffer for all of God's children so that we could return home once again. I know that there is a prophet of God today; his name is Thomas S. Monson! He leads and guides the church today through God. I'm grateful for the opportunity I have daily to study the words of God and to become closer to Him and more like Him. I love Him! I love my family that constantly builds and uplifts me and helps me become better. I love my friends who do the same and are constantly there for me! I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, my Savior and Redeemer, amen.

Swiss Days/Labor Day weekend

Well, I've been debating writing during the break because I'm not technically on-track in the fall. But, I've decided that I will. So, I've been home since July 22nd and, sadly, not a lot has happened since then. My first week home, I relaxed and hung out with the Heber YSA ward. It was a lot of fun! A few weeks ago, for FHE, we played volleyball at Whiskey Springs and then made s'mores. When we were playing volleyball, I was continually falling and I got an awesome bruise on my leg! It was pretty cool! I'm really loving this ward! There are really sweet people, and our new Bishop is awesome! I've been trying to go to as many activities as I possible so I can get to know more people and gain better friendships. I've been going to FHE, Ward prayer, Temple trips, and anything else they have planned during the week. Sometimes work conflicts with it, but I try to go to every activity they do.

Speaking of work, I've been working at Dairy Keen since my second full week back. It hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be. This weekend has/will be crazy! It's Swiss Days--a celebration that happens in the Midway area every year celebrating the founding of their city. I've never actually been to Swiss Days besides the parades. But, it brings in a LOT of business to Dairy Keen; it also helps that it's Labor Day weekend too! Again, it's crazy busy! But, I like it when it's busy; it makes time go faster. Last night, I worked a double (11:30-9:30) and it went by fairly quickly. Today, I'm working another double (12-10:00). It should be pretty good because, again, it's Swiss Days and it'll go by fairly quickly! =)

I've Never List

This Fall, I've decided to do things that I've never done before. They can be big or small! It's quite fun to go out and try new things!!! It is a small list as of right now, but here are a few things on my list:

I've Never:

• Been to Bryce Canyon: CHECK
• Been laser tagging: CHECK
• Been go-carting: CHECK
• Written a 3-voice a cappella piece: CHECK
• Been to a Divine Comedy Show: CHECK
• Hiked to the Y: CHECK
• Been to a BYU Devotional: CHECK
• Seen "Beauty and the Beast" the stage production: CHECK
• Decorated someone's car: CHECK
• Seen Jimmer Fredette (on TV or in real life): CHECK
• Eaten Thai food
• Eaten Greek food: CHECK (2012)
• Been to a BYU Football game (live)
• Been to an All-State Choir Concert: CHECK
• Been to Baskin Robins: CHECK
• Seen/listened to Handel's "Messiah": CHECK

This list, will hopefully grow as the year draws to an end. But I will keep this updated!

Kid's say the darnest things!

This week I started working at Dairy Keen again. Last night, I saw Katey and Mike Kirkland; they are expecting a baby in January! I asked if they had any names picked out and they said Gavin. Mike laughed and said, "Either that or Tyrone! Tyrone Kirkland!" We laughed about it for a few minutes; then Mike said again, " 'Tyrone Kirkland!' 'Uh, my name is Gavin.' 'Not when I'm mad at you it's not!'." Ha, they are going to be awesome parents!!!

Later that night, a little boy was talking to his Dad and said, "I love you Daddy! I love you THIS MUCH [I assume he stretched his arms out as wide as he could]!" Then he said the same thing to his Mom, but he  continued to say "I love you Daddy! I love yo Mommy! And, I love MYSELF!" It was so cute! A little bit later, another little boy took a drink of his Dad's soda. He responded to the taste of the drink by telling his Dad that "It tastes like a vanilla icey, with a hint of dirt!" I must say, little kids at the Dairy Keen are my favorite!!!

Humbling experience

I am feeling truly humble right now. Monday night I had the opportunity to sing in the Wasatch County Fair Talent Find. Before-hand, several people talked to me about what I was going to sing. Some people were surprised, but excited. One gentleman in particular was excited to hear it! I got up and sang "Danny Boy". I honestly don't remember much about the performance, but I remember the reaction. A few people that I didn't know came up to me with tears in their eyes. They told me that it was beautiful and that the music truly touched them. My own mother was crying as well. It was at that moment that I was reminded why I am choosing to be a music educator; to touch others lives.

Music is a universal language, it touches and speaks to all! It uplifts, edifies, and brings others close to God. I didn't win the competition, in fact I didn't even place. But I feel that if I had, I wouldn't have learned the lesson I learned or gained the testimony that I gained.

Happy 4th of July/Finals!!!

What an enjoyable weekend! I had the opportunity to go home and spend a few days with the family! I turned 21 on Friday, and to celebrate I got to play games and watch a movie with the family! Best birthday ever!!! Saturday I went to Kalem Franco's funeral; it was truly touching! I didn't know him, but I'm friends with his older sister. You can tell that their family truly knows the plan of salvation.

So, I have been so insane for the past three weeks that I haven't updated this at all!! So, let me sum-up; The week after the 4th of July I got ready for the Patriots and Pioneers concert! In one-word, WOW! It was so powerful! The Collegiate Singer's sang a song called "Peace" by a BYU-Idaho Alumni, Aaron Pike. There was a slide-show that was put together with it and it made me cry every time I watched it! We (the Men's/Women's Choir, Collegiate Singer's, and the BYU-Idaho Symphony), got to perform with George Dyer. He's a tenor that has performed all over the world! It was a pleasure to work with such a talented man!

During our dress rehearsal, the young man that I was sitting next to, Evan Dunn, would get so ecstatic about him singing. Apparently he use to listen to him when he was little and absolutely idolized him. At the end of the dress rehearsal, I was so impressed and slightly bothered that I would get to give him a standing ovation the next evening. I leaned over to Evan and asked if he would stand with me; we were the only two who stood up! I felt a little foolish, I was hoping to start a trend . . . I guess that's hard to do when you are sitting on the back row, huh? Well, George pointed to the two of us and gave us "two thumbs-up"; that foolishness turned into flattery very quickly!

The following week I had a Benjamin Britten concert where we sang his cantata called "Saint Nicolas". I liked it a lot! It challenged my voice in so many ways and it was an honor to work with the BYU-Idaho University Orchestra and Choir as well as Brother David Peck. He got the music Monday and we performed Wednesday (the Brother who was going to perform hurt his voice and wasn't able to do it).

The day after that I had my last performance with the Collegiate Singers; I was heart-broken. I nearly started to cry when we sang our last number, it couldn't be over already! But, alas, it was! We sang at Porter Park; there was a fair or something like that going on. They had bales of hay put into the shape of a giant rectangle. They then put a tarp over them and inside and created a giant "pond". They then put live fish inside! Children would pay 5-6 tickets to go in for a few minutes and try to catch one of these fish! If they caught one, they would take it over to a man who would take it, beat it with a hammer to kill it, and then give it back to the child in an ice bag! Morbid? Just a little bit!

The last day of Collegiate I think was the coolest thing in the world! Testimonies were shared and we sang one last time together as a Collegiate. We sang "How Will They Know?" and I couldn't stop crying the entire time! It was so powerful to sing and bare my testimony with all of these amazing people that I had grown to love and care about so much! I will truly miss that family that I had!

Thursday I had my jury and I feel like I did incredibly well! I presented the Irish Folk Melody "Danny Boy" and was asked to sing "Che fiero costume". The second one started off a little shaky, but ended strong! I was excited about the entire thing! I'm praying that I passed!!!

I am now home, in Heber, and looking for a job, trying to socialize (which I never did in Rexburg), and just live life! It will be tough sometimes, but I think that this will be one of the greatest--and busiest--off-tracks in the history of my life!!! I can't wait!

Bodies Museum!

Well, this weekend has been quite eventful! Friday morning I went in to work at my mentoring job and administer a test to the class. I was up in one of the little foyers that lead into the Snow Recital Hall; as I sat up there and person after person came through, I started to feel a little dizzy. I thought it might have to do with me constantly having to turn around, so I thought nothing of it. As the next few people came in, it slowly got worse to the point that I couldn't even stand up. I sat down and I could feel the heat in my body rise and I started to sweat profusely. A few of the students asked if I was okay, but I continually responded that I would be fine. I started feeling nauseous every time I drank water; but finally the test was done and I was having a hard time sitting up straight. Sister Blake, the teacher I mentor for, came in and was trying to help me out. But, because I didn't know what was wrong, I couldn't even help myself. I was going to try to stick it out for the day and continue to go to work and my classes. I called my friend, Nykele, and she came over and helped me walk to my next class.

As I sat through that class, I knew that it was a bad idea for me to stay. I couldn't look at the teacher due to her spinning around along with the room, I couldn't focus, and it was just all-around bad! I ended up going home instead of pushing myself through the day (which I'm convinced would have put me in a worse state than I was currently in). I called my Dad to see what he thought it was; we came to a few conclusions, but he told me that the best thing I could do was to take the time to relax and let my body heal and calm down. I guess "relax" in my book means to watch operas and sleep, because that's exactly what I did! I watched "The Magic Flute" by Mozart and "La Boheme" by Puccini! Then, I slept for a few hours in between! I also watched bits and pieces of "Die Walkure" by Wagner, but I couldn't finish the entire thing because it was so thick I didn't even know what to do with myself! But, I spent the rest of the day sleeping and relaxing a bit.

Yesterday was quite eventful as well. I went in to work (which I didn't have to) from about 8:30-10:50am so I could get some things ready for an activity that was happening that day. I was still feeling a little dizzy, but not nearly as badly as I was the day prior. I finished up that work and went in to a practice for the Student Composer's Society. A young man, by the name of Alex, arranged "Because I Have Been Given Much" and "Love at Home" and some of the Collegiate Singers and I have the wonderful privilege to sing it in a few weeks! It's an awesome arrangement! And after that practice I went on a date to the Body Museum in Idaho Falls! First of all, it was absolutely amazing! Second of all, I'm really glad that I wasn't feeling quite so nauseous this day because it totally would have set me off! But it was a lot of fun to go through and look at what our bodies really look like! I mean, you see things in text books and you see models and such . . . but these were real bodies! Absolutely amazing!!!!!

After I got home from the Bodies Museum I went to a Collegiate Singers activity. We were at Porter Park and we ate food and played games. There was also a water fight that I don't think was planned . . . but I could be wrong! There were two little boys, that none of us knew, that were chasing after Jenna with water guns and trying to spray her! It was so funny! Well, a few of the other people got in on it too and it became a little water fight. At one point, Adam and somebody else were fighting over the water gun (at least trying to get it away from each other) and I felt like playing. So, I saw that I had a combro filled with water and a small drinking cup. I decided that I would fill the cup up and get Adam (because I believe Nykele was the one trying to get the gun away from Adam). So, I did just that and I got Adam incredibly well! However, he got the gun back and I got a little wet ha ha! It was funny! Then last night, my roommate, AJ, and I went to Little Caesar's and Twizlberry and had a nice little chat. We then came home and watched the last little bit of "Phantom of the Opera" and a little bit of "Labyrinth". I'm excited to see what happens today . . . I might start a miniature water fight, but who knows! =)

Schubert, Schumann, and Verdi

Goodness, this week has been absolutely amazing! I can't tell you how tired I am, but it's a "good" tired! I didn't really get a good rest last weekend due to performances, homework, etc. This past week was really busy as well. Part of my job included mapping out the inventory . . . and I finished! At least with rooms 203 and 215! I'm so excited, and the map looks good too!

Not only that, but I had my listening test for Music Lit. II yesterday. I was so nervous about it . . . but I got 23/24! The test consists of Sister McNiven (my teacher) playing a 30 second clip of a song/symphony/lieder (German art song) and we would have to say the title of the piece, the composer, and the genre (lieder, lieder cycle, symphony, program symphony, etc.) The last time I took a test like this, I didn't do very well! But this one went incredibly well! I just mixed up one of the String Quartets and put Beethoven instead of Mendelssohn. I was so excited, 95%!!!!

On Wednesday, I went to a faculty recital; they sang nothing but Verdi songs!! It was AWESOME!!!! The "cast" consisted of Sister Michelle Broadbent, Sister Melissa Fife (I really don't know her that well if at all), Sister Katelynd Blake, Brother David Peck, Brother Andrew Peck (my voice teacher), and Brother Linford! It was such a cool presentation! It definitely made me fall in love with Verdi even more! His music is absolutely amazing! It was cool to listen to the men's roles verses the women's roles. The women had more virtuosity in their voices and the men's didn't have as much. It was cool! Verdi wrote the women's roles so that they would be going into almost all of their registers. They would go from their head to whistle down to chest voice! It was so cool . . . I want to do a Verdi piece!!!! I am pretty sure that I don't have that kind of voice . . . but I'd like to do one nonetheless.

This week is going to be awesome! It's currently 12:21 in the afternoon and I am done with homework for today through Friday!! I'm really excited!! The only thing I'm going to have to do is a group project (tomorrow evening), and then practice!! I'm so excited!!!

"How Will They Know?"

Yesterday we had devotional and it was incredible. The Collegiate Singers sang the song "How Will They Know" and it was beautiful! I could feel the spirit so strongly as we sang! Brother Kempton, at the beginning of the song, changed the words from "Mother . . . Father" to "Teacher". Every time I sang this, I would kind of direct it toward him. He didn't know that, nor did I ever tell him. Yesterday, during the presentation in devotional, I sang the line "Teacher, will you care for me?" and his smile broadened and and he nodded at me. I felt an overwhelming sense of love from him at that moment, and also from my Heavenly Father. I loved it!

Today we had our first choir concert! A-MAY-ZING!!!! We sang :"Revecy"; "Neckerein" (spelling?); "How Will They Know?"; "Ave Verum Corpus"; "Peace"; "Blow Ye The Trumpet"; and "Saints Bound for Heaven". It was absolutely exhilarating! I just love music, I'm pretty sure it's the greatest thing since sliced bread! I had the opportunity to tell my friend, Eli, about the experience I had a few weeks ago with the young lady in my ward. Eli was a little taken aback about the things she had said to me and I continued to tell him that it was all okay. When I finished my story I, for some odd reason, bore my testimony to him about music. I told him about how I was a mentor for Basic Musicianship and how excited I get when people get it! I also realized that I don't think I ever fully understood how much I love music, until now--this semester! I am so grateful for music and the influence it is in my life! I love everything about it, when it's used correctly! I can't even put into words how much I love everything right now!

Something I didn't tell Eli, but I wish I had, was that a lot of this had to do with him! All because of his faith in me and his support I continued in music. I think I've told him before, but it really is true. I've officially been accepted as a music major, and I couldn't have done it without his, or any of my other friends' support! Tomorrow evening, I have the opportunity to sing in a recital. I'm incredibly nervous . . . but I'm also incredibly excited about sharing my talent and developing it more.

Decisions, decisions . . .

This past weekend was a blast! It was a three day weekend, but I went home a day earlier. I went home Thursday evening for a funeral Friday morning. It was a beautiful funeral; somebody referred to it as a "home coming"! I thought that that was the coolest thought ever! For most people, it's the end when someone leaves this world; but just to have that reminder that he's home now was so comforting. I absolutely loved it!

The rest of the weekend was pretty chill! I got to spend a lot of time with my sister-in-law, Nini, and it was great. Dairy Keen got these incredible new machines with 106 different drink options! Crazy? Absolutely! But they sure are spiffy! We also played this game, as a family, called "Boggle". It's a spelling/word game; you shake up this cube with a lot of random letters in it. Then, from that you try to find as many words as you can within a certain amount of time. Nini destroyed all of us! But I feel that I did fairly well; I wasn't doing well at first . . . then I started getting a hold of the game. It was a blast!

I also had the opportunity to see a few of my friends at Dairy Keen; Matt and Michael Clegg. I didn't know that Michael was home . . . but he is! He made our ice cream cones I believe; at least he was out when we went up to get them. I spoke with him for several minutes, it was a lot of fun! Later, I was sitting with Ben and Anna at a booth and I saw Matt come out and look around for somebody. I wanted to go over and say hello, but I didn't because I was sure he was looking for Kim or Jan. He went back into the back and then came back out, still looking for someone. We made eye contact and he enthusiastically waved to me! I waved back and he walked away. Apparently, Deborah had told Matt and Michael that I was there; so they came out and said hello. It was awesome!

Sunday was quite enjoyable as well! I went and sang with my family wards' choir. We sang "A Marvelous Work", it was quite fun! I was sight reading the alto part, but I feel that I did fairly well with that. Then I went over to the singles' ward and that was quite fun as well. After Sunday school my friend Jenny and I spoke for several minutes. I saw Devin walking around behind Jenny quite aimlessly. Then he came over and he put his arm around me. I was slightly taken aback because, well, he'd never done that before. We exchanged hello's and he proceeded to ask "Did I ever thank you for the hymn book you gave me before my mission?" I told him that I couldn't remember (after all, it had been about two and half years ago). He continued, "Well, I wanted to thank you for it. I used it every day on my mission! It's all yellow and marked up . . . so, thank you." I was truly touched! It was so exciting to me to hear that he used it. I remember when I gave it to him, I pictured him chucking it onto his bed and leaving it in Utah whilst he was in Argentina. But he used it! Not only that, but he marked it up!!!! Oh my goodness, the power of music is awesome! I love it!

So, I've made a huge decision . . . despite that fact that I really want to, I'm not going to stay in the fall. I didn't account for how burned-out I would feel after this semester. I'm so tired and slightly stress (although I feel better now). I got a blessing from my dad while I was home this weekend. I was feeling very stressed, overwhelmed, and slightly frustrated (okay, the frustrated part is an understatement). In the blessing, I was told that the decision I was trying to make was a decision between two "good's". Both of the decisions (to stay in the fall or to go home) were good decisions. I really just needed to choose what would be best for me. Because of how important next semester will be (it'll be my pre-recital semester) I will need to have as much energy as possible, and I am already feeling burned-out.  It isn't a huge deal, but it is something that I've been thinking and praying about a lot; and I feel good about this decision. I'm grateful that I was able to feel the spirit strongly comfort me when I made this decision. I truly feel a peace about it that I hadn't before! Life is good! =)

Come Thou Fount

Wow, today was really cool! Yesterday I was asked to sing in church today with a young lady in my ward. Yesterday we met for the first time and she wanted to sing "Come Thou Fount"; but she wanted to do an improv alto part. I don't have a lot of experience doing improv on the voice, but I told her I'd try it anyway. It was a very difficult rehearsal; in the end she decided that I would do better on the piano. I felt bad because I had come to the rehearsal with the intent to bare my testimony and accompany her testimony with mine. She asked me to write an arrangement before tomorrow. I was so bummed that she didn't feel that I was good enough to sing with her and that she thought I could write an arrangement in less than 24 hours. (Writing the arrangement in less than 24 hours, I was actually a little more flattered; but I was still panicked.)

Sunday morning came and I couldn't write the arrangement. I asked her if it would be alright if I tried singing with her again. I had figured out an alto part in case I couldn't write an arrangement and ended up singing with her. We tried it again, and right as we started I forgot the alto part I had written! I was devastated! I knew that if I didn't sing this well, she wouldn't let me sing with her and would put me back on the piano. We finished singing through it the first time and she replied "It was okay; I'll see what I can do with it." I felt a slight sigh of relief, but I was still bummed that she wasn't encouraging me to share my testimony. Anyway, we ended up practicing for a little bit and she told me at the end that if I "just thought up I would sound good." My testimony wasn't ever good enough for her no matter how hard I tried! It hurt me more and more that she was critiquing my testimony when my intent was to share it with the congregation. After we actually sang I looked at her and told her that she did a great job. She kind of rolled her eyes at me and moved on.

I called home, both Saturday and Sunday night, and cried to my parents about what had happened. Sunday night, I sat on the kitchen floor with a few of my roommates and my friend Devin and cried for about an hour. Monday was when I realized how wrong she was. Monday morning, when I woke up, I was thinking about not going to classes (especially my music classes). But, I knew my conscience would eat at my heart forever if I didn't. So, I went and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. The class I really didn't want to go to was Collegiate; but I did go, and I am grateful I did. We're singing a song called "How Will They Know" from the children's songbook (arranged by Brother Kempton). As I sang, I felt the spirit so strongly that I couldn't help but cry. There was on particular section that truly touched me. The words go like this: "And with the Savior as our guide, I'll share the light I feel inside. And you will feel His love for you . . . And when I do not understand the Lord's command, I'll take your hand. And He will lead us safely home. I need your love, I need your light to show me how to be like Jesus. The Savior's love will light the path; and lead us safely home." It was so powerful!

I came out of that class feeling slightly foolish, but so much better about why I am studying music. My testimony has grown so much over this past week! I know that the Lord loves us and that He will lead us safely home. I know that some people will try to get you to hold your testimony inside and not share it. But I will never do that again! I regretted holding it in when we sang in sacrament meeting; NEVER again! I love the Lord with all of my heart, might, mind, and strength! I'm grateful for my trials that test my testimony. I come out a stronger person when that happens! I love BYU Idaho! The spirit and experiences I have here are wonderful! Hard sometimes, but wonderful!

Tender Mercies

Oh my goodness, this week has been full of tender mercies! My job in the office has gotten a little stressful sometimes because people aren't scheduling things when they should. It should be at least 2 weeks in advance, but they continue to bring it to me the day before. It frustrates me and puts me behind my own schedule. So, I was a little stressed this past week. I felt like I was failing my job because I couldn't get everything that I wanted to get done, done. Well, the other day I was working and one of the managers (Nathan) asked me how I was. I told him I was doing well and he replied, "Good. By the way, I don't know if I've told you this, but you're doing a great job!" Tender mercy!!!! I was feeling so bad about my job and yet I'm doing a great job.

Later that day, I was in my office (well, the place where I typically work) doing some inventory stuff. Fran (another one of the people I work with) came in and complimented how clean the room was. He said that it was one of the hardest rooms to keep clean because it was where all the inventory was--he had that position before I got there. He told me I was doing a great job and to keep it up! Another tender mercy! Goodness, it made me feel so incredible to know that I was doing better than I thought I was. And even now, as I type this, I realize that "I'm doing better than I think I'm doing, but I could do better." Neat! But I did get a lot done with the inventory this week! The entire food storage in my office is done! I had to count everything. One of the things in there was mayo packets . . . 4, 139 packets!!! Fortunately, most of them were already in boxes of about 200 so I didn't have to count those. But I spent several days counting mayo, ketchup, and mustard packets. It was a lot of fun though! I listened to Schubert, Haydn, Mozart, Beethoven, etc. as I worked. It helped me to stay focused and enjoy counting all of those packets!

I just got a new computer, MacBook, and that was a huge tender mercy. My other computer is practically dead. The battery thing is broken, the plug is a little iffy, it always kicks me off the internet, and I was really frustrated with it. This computer came at just the right time! Tender mercy, my parents helping me get it (in fact, they paid for it!). I'm realizing more and more the great things in my life, even amidst all of the turmoil in the world I'm recognizing my blessings even more. Something this past week that has made me think a lot about tender mercies is my roommates. Last semester we were all, for the most part, so positive. This semester is almost completely different. There's a lot of negativity in the apartment, and I do it sometimes too, in fact just the other day I was recalling something that had happened to me that day. I was a little bothered by it, and when I realized how negative I was being, I immediately stated something I could learn from it. But it really effects the mood of the apartment. The spirit isn't as strong as it use to be, and it makes me sad. So, my roommates and I, after we have prayer in the evenings, are going to start doing tender mercies. We each go around and say something that happened that day that was a tender mercy. Showing that the Lord's hand is in our life and that good things do happen to us in the day. It's something we do in the office all the time and I absolutely love it! It brings such a powerful spirit.

Speaking of being positive about something though, yesterday I had to do something in my Choral Practicum class. I only have that class twice a week (Wednesday and Friday), and my teacher missed last Friday. So, he sent out an e-mail saying the things that we needed to do for this coming Friday (he mentioned he wouldn't be here on Wednesday). We were to type up a lesson plan on how we would teach an "obscure" hymn to the class in three minutes. So, I picked my hymn and then went to work. My lesson plan wasn't very good and I was extremely nervous. Well, I got to go first (thanks for having the last name Anderson Dad!). I got up there and had them open to the hymn "Brightly Beams our Father's Mercy". I was only going to focus on the chorus only the melody; the first thing I had them do was "ta" the rhythm. After we did that I told them "Good job!" Brother Brower stopped me and said "What was good?" We went back and forth for a minute and I realized that I made a mistake . . . I didn't ask them specifically to do the melody's rhythm. This happened several times, and yet it was a truly "deep" and humbling experience. I went into a realm of deeper learning and had to be truly humbled. Brother Brower, after those couple of minutes (which we didn't make it through what I wanted to do by the way) commended me for my humility. I wasn't cowering away from his suggestions or anything; I stood there and accepted it and applied it yesterday. He also commented on my speaking voice . . . apparently I have that "conductors voice" that you need. I may or may not have been extremely excited about that.