Have I ever mentioned...

- Tuesday, March 29, 2011





How much I love teaching Sunday school? Not just any Sunday school class- but MY Sunday school class.  I get to teach the beloved youth of the Miller ward (all ages, 12-17) every Sunday. 


Basically, I love teaching.  I love teaching the gospel, and, I have found,  I love teaching teenagers.  I'll admit, it has always been my dream to be a seminary teacher.  Since I haven't gone through CES training, this is more likely to be an "early-morning" type of seminary calling than "released-time".  Yes, I have thought this through, yes I am still willing to do it.   


I learn much from preparing the lessons, and enjoy the challenge of coming up with creative ideas to teach them, interesting tid-bits, testimony building experiences, and attention grabbing openers.  Since it's a smaller class, we get to eat homemade bread when learning about Christ being the bread of life, we play games with church pamphlets and candy, we have lessons outside on picnic blanket when it's warm, we sing songs to memorize scriptures. (see the seminary teacher coming out already?).  We make gospel learning fun. 


Some of my favorite lessons recently have involved a young recent convert in our ward.  He is an awesome 12 year old, wide open to learning.  Since he doesn't have a bible I give him my old one to use during class.  This book of scripture has been nicknamed "the one with all the answers"  because I used it during seminary.  He'll answer a question and say "I knew it because you wrote it right here" oh yeah. woops.  Or when I ask him to read a verse he'll say "can I just read the underlined parts?"  Since I've forgotten what the underlined parts are- the answer is usually no.  These students keep me on my toes!  And I love it. 

Celebrating Romance

- Thursday, March 3, 2011

... half asleep and popping ibuprofen and tylenol every 4 hours (don't worry, I regulated it).

After our wonderful week in Washington Bjorn became sick.  It was my turn to plan something for Valentines' day, so I made reservations at Braza Grill (Bjorn loves meat).   He didn't look like he felt too good, but insisted on going out, mostly because I had planned it all out for us.  What a trooper.   (he knows how much I love planning and sticking to plans too!)  The food and entertainment were great, by the way.  I was just sad Bjorn wasn't feeling 100%, as evidenced by the smaller-than-I would-have-guessed amount of meat he packed away that night.
Luckily the rest of our plans involved staying home.   We had homemade Italian sodas; something we miss from Washington.  
They are sort of becoming a tradition for V-day (BTW we made sure to have real ones while IN Washington, and boy were they good.).  Then I turned our bedroom into a cruise ship, complete with towel animals, gift shop, and masseuse.  We went on a cruise for our Honeymoon and absolutely LOVED the adventure, it is fun to reminisce.  I had planned for Bjorn to go to the store and get me something for the Italian sodas I "accidentally" forgot  but he was feeling so yucky and so exhausted that we went to the store together, I ran inside and got the items, then at home he waited in the car while I got the surprise ready.  What a good sport.

picture courtesy  of Madeline M. 
And perhaps that's what true love is:  supporting one another, being there for each other, taking care of each other when sick or feeling down, knowing what your other half likes, and doing everything in your power to put their happiness above your own.

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