Friday, September 17, 2010

Your "PURSE" onal Retreat





Our Relief Society friends each
received their own
"purse"onal
invitation...

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                   Your “PURSE” onal invitation
         Adams Park Ward

       Relief Society Retreat

Friday and Saturday, September 10-11
5:00 pm
Leave from church in car pools
(Directions are included if you are meeting us at Camp Lomondi)
Items to bring:
pillow, sleeping bag
Cot or sleeping pad
Your own everyday purse
Camp chair, Roasting sticks
toiletries, jammies
treats
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The day had finally come.......
On Friday September10, 2010, the Relief Society presidency arrived at Camp Lomondi for
"MISSION TRANSFORMATION"

Such physical labor!  The whole time we were packing stuff in we just kept saying--the priesthood would NEVER bring this much stuff!
Living on the ladder=not so much fun.      

Red black and white--so much fun!
Roma: "I'm worried about the meat."
Roma: "Do you think we have enough meat?"
Roma: "Should I get some more meat?
Roma: "Do you think that's enough meat?"


 WELCOME DEAR FRIENDS!
Yummy Eats and Yummy Treats!

Niiiiiiice!
(By the way, Roma, there was plenty of meat!)
I love all of the celestial smiles!
We LOVE our Sisters















Thursday, September 16, 2010

WELCOME !!!


Jill kept on cracking up at the purses hanging on the curtain.
And they were pretty funny--in a cute way of course!



The Blind Man
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, & where they had been on vacation.

Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.
Days and weeks passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.
It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

Thank you
for influencing my life! 
to you ...from Jill...

♫   For Good   ♫

I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don't know if I believe that's true
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you...

Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good

It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You'll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend...

Like a ship blown from its mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a skybird
In a distant wood

Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
Because I knew you
I have been changed for good

And just to clear the air
I ask forgiveness
For the things I've done you blame me for
But then, I guess we know
There's blame to share
And none of it seems to matter anymore

Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I've been
Changed for the better?
I do believe I have been
Changed for the better

And because I knew you...
Because I knew you...
Because I knew you...
Because I knew you...
I have been changed for good...
Please choose a purse and  head out on a "purse" sonal journey
filling your purses with treasures...
So many FABULOUS purses....how will we ever choose ??
I don't know if Jackie ever DID choose!  Does anyone know?

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Our "PURSE" onal Journey




We need to keep our mouths clean.
 



Chalyce reminded us of the hurtful effects of gossip.
 


This is when Kandice was explaining (with OBVIOUS intensity the lizard like creature on the ghost in C.S. Lewis' The Great Divorce).
Then she read on and told the sisters that the bad creature changed into a beautiful stallion when the ghost finally relented and allowed the angel to change him and all his weaknesses.

She likened it to Ether 12:27.  We all have our weaknesses, but through the Savior they can be made into strengths, if we will just go through the slightly painful process of repentance and change.


Be an example and "let your light so shine"
so that you can outshine the world!
Matthew 5:16 (ring pop)



"Savor the Sweet Moments"

There is a story of a couple who is on a camping trip.
It is early in the morning and the husband is fishing with a big smile on his face.
The wife peaks her sleepy head out of the tent, her hair in all directions, the mosquitoes buzzing around her face, her eyes barely open. "Tell me again, dear how much fun I am having."
As a parent, do you need to remind yourself occasionally of how much fun you are having?
Be sure to enjoy being a parent. It is a wonderful responsibility. 
George I. Cannon Ensign Nov.1986

Take time with your children. Teach them, love them,
savor the sweet moments.




Yesterday is a History
Tomorrow is a Mystery
But today is a Gift
That is why we call it the present






We are the hands of Christ.




All our sisters are so awesome!
 

They definitely are the "Hands of Christ".

President Monson:
Remember the promise of the Lord: "If ye are prepared ye shall not fear." Fear is a deadly enemy of progress. It is necessary to prepare and to plan so that we don't fritter away our lives. Without a goal, there can be no real success. Someone has said the trouble with not having a goal is that you can spend your life running up and down the field and never crossing the goal line.


Our journey into the future will not be a smooth highway which stretches from here to eternity. Rather, there will be forks and turnings in the road, to say nothing of the unanticipated bumps. We must pray daily to a loving Heavenly Father, who wants each of us to succeed in life.

Prepare for the future.



President Monson:
I recently read the account of a man who, just after the passing of his wife, opened her dresser drawer and found there an item of clothing she had purchased when they visited the eastern part of the United States nine years earlier. She had not worn it but was saving it for a special occasion. Now, of course, that occasion would never come.

In relating the experience to a friend, the husband said, "Don't save something only for a special occasion. Every day in your life is a special occasion."

That friend later said those words changed her life. They helped her to cease putting off the things most important to her. Said she: "Now I spend more time with my family. I use crystal glasses every day. I'll wear new clothes to go to the supermarket if I feel like it. The words 'someday' and 'one day' are fading from my vocabulary. Now I take the time to call my relatives and closest friends. I've called old friends to make peace over past quarrels. I tell my family members how much I love them. I try not to delay or postpone anything that could bring laughter and joy into our lives. And each morning, I say to myself that this could be a special day. Each day, each hour, each minute, is special."




President Monson:
I recently read the account of a man who, just after the passing of his wife, opened her dresser drawer and found there an item of clothing she had purchased when they visited the eastern part of the United States nine years earlier. She had not worn it but was saving it for a special occasion. Now, of course, that occasion would never come.

In relating the experience to a friend, the husband said, "Don't save something only for a special occasion. Every day in your life is a special occasion."

That friend later said those words changed her life. They helped her to cease putting off the things most important to her. Said she: "Now I spend more time with my family. I use crystal glasses every day. I'll wear new clothes to go to the supermarket if I feel like it. The words 'someday' and 'one day' are fading from my vocabulary. Now I take the time to call my relatives and closest friends. I've called old friends to make peace over past quarrels. I tell my family members how much I love them. I try not to delay or postpone anything that could bring laughter and joy into our lives. And each morning, I say to myself that this could be a special day. Each day, each hour, each minute, is special."
T R E A S U R E   E V E R Y   D A Y !

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The Riches of My Soul

By Sally deFord

Bedtime stories; whispered prayers;
Goodnight kisses; dreams to share
Hands to hold; hearts to mold; faces full of wonder
Innocence and eager eyes;
Gentle laughter; lullabies;
Warmth and peace and memories; these will be my treasures

These are the riches of my soul
This is my bright celestial gold
Precious things my heart will always hold
Dearer than the wealth of all the world

Hymns that ring with joyful praise;
Words of truth that light our days;
Parables; miracles: messages from heaven
Hearts that bear the Savior's name
Kindled by the Spirit's flame
All aglow with faith that grows and love that lasts forever

These are the riches of my soul
This is my bright celestial gold
Precious things my heart will always hold
Dearer than the wealth of all the world

Twilight walks and quiet talk of childhood's hopes and fears
Extra miles and "thank you" smiles I'll cherish through the years
Temple walls and mission calls and silent, grateful tears
These are all the world to me
Treasures I can keep

These are the riches of my soul
This is my bright celestial gold
Precious things my heart will always hold
Dearer than the wealth of all the world


Thank you , Cathy!
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