Sunday, April 20, 2014

Because of Him

Tomorrow I will finish the last of my final exams. I honestly can not believe that my first year at BYU is over. This year has definitely not been anything like I expected, however it has definitely been what I needed.

The most important thing I have learned through my time at BYU is not something that can be taught in a lecture hall or studied in a textbook, though those things can strengthen and edify my testimony. This past year has strengthened and solidified my testimony of Jesus Christ by leaps and bounds. He is my friend, my brother, and my Savior. I am who I am because of him.

Because of Him I have what I need and not what I want. I truly believe that my plan for me will never  even stand up next to the plan that my Father in Heaven has for me. This truth has been manifest to me many many times over the last year. Things never turned out like I had imagined or hoped for, but they always turned out the way they needed to, and through his example, I have found the faith to accept things as they are.

Because of Him, I have learned unconditional love. I have found strength in forgiveness and power in the small glimpses I have had that have allowed me to see others the way He sees them.  I know he loves me, despite the pain and suffering I have caused him. I know he loves me because he suffered for me.

Because of Him, I have found the strength to get through every trial, every weakness, every affliction, and most importantly every day. I have always known that the atonement offers a chance to right my wrongs and to cleanse me of sin and iniquity, which is beautiful and completely necessary to my eternal progression and my Earthly happiness. It has only been in the last year that I have come to really rely on my Savior to help carry my emotional burdens. I know he has felt my pain, wiped my tears, and given me strength through example and by tender mercies that cross my path every day. He gives me the strength to try, the power to get back up, and the motivation to try again.

Because of Him, I am never alone. I have felt his comfort, his guidance, and his love during the most lonely of times, when he was my only friend.

Because of Him, I can have an eternal family. I can't imagine an eternal existence without all of those whom I love. I am so grateful for the knowledge that I will have my family for eternity, both the family I already have and the one that is yet to come. I greatly look forward to the day that I will begin my own eternal family and I know it is Because of Him.

Because of Him, I know the future is bright. No matter what the world will throw my way or how dangerous and scary things become, there are better things to come. There is light at the end of the tunnel, exaltation after death, and forgiveness after repentance. Darkness will always be overcome by light and once things are dark, they can never be darker. The Light of Christ is infinite and eternal.

Because of Him, I have the courage to believe in myself. I have faith that I am capable of anything my Father in Heaven asks me to do because I have access to the enabling power of the atonement. As scary and unattainable as things sometimes seem, I know that I can accomplish anything because of my Savior.

I know that He lives. I know that He loves me. I am so grateful for his sacrifice on my behalf.




Wednesday, March 12, 2014

The Three Types of Bad Leaders Who Changed My Life


As a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, I have always been told that I am part of the greatest generation to live upon the Earth. I have been taught that God reserved his strongest souls to come to Earth at a time when the battle against evil is more critical than ever. I have been taught that I am a daughter of my Heavenly Father who loves me and that I alone would have been enough reason for the Savior's atonement. I know that my soul is great in the eyes of God.

These valuable lessons of self-worth have helped me stay afloat amid the media's degrading portrayal of women. They have taught me that I don't need to be a cover model to be beautiful or a powerful CEO to be full of worth. They have helped me realize my potential and given me strength through life's toughest battles.

The Church puts great faith in their youth. Last year's missionary age change from 19 to 18 is significant for a few reasons. First, the world accepts reckless, party-like behavior from 18 year-olds. They make excuses for their poor behavior with weak and worldly justifications like "YOLO". The Church expects a little more from its 18 year-olds. A structured schedule, limited amounts of social media, and teaching and baptizing people around the world demand much from our young adults. Missionary work is taxing and expecting it out of young people effectively does two things – gives them an ideal setting for “growing up” and empowers them through the knowledge that their Heavenly Father has faith that they are capable of such important tasks.

I have watched my peers respond to the call for missionaries. I have seen young men and women, my age, change their lives to be able to serve the Lord. I have watched their confidence grow as they have taught and baptized people from around the world. Knowing they are trusted has changed their lives and the lives around them.

Between the ages of 12 and 18, I found three kinds of leaders who changed my life. They were not perfect and it was not because they were a great example that they affected me so deeply. I was able to learn from their mistakes.

1)The first kind of leader was one who didn't allow room for mistakes. She didn't vocalize her expectations and when you didn't achieve those expectations (big surprise) you were punished. She yelled at you before you made a mistake and disciplined through verbal abuse and public humiliation – two forms of punishment that don't result in a learning experience. She didn't give you a choice between right and wrong, she simply forced you to choose the right.

What I learned from her: I need the chance to decide for myself whether or not I am going to choose the right. That way, I will take responsibility for my choices and be much more willing to accept the consequences. First, however, I need to know what is expected of me so that I am able to prepare to meet those expectations.

How this relates to the gospel: We have all been given agency. Every day we are able to learn from our mistakes. Our Heavenly Father has made his expectations clear – we have been blessed with a set of standards to live by. We are free to choose whether or not we follow them, however, the consequences of those choices are not in our power. Agency was important enough to cause a great war in heaven-- it should not be taken from any of God's children.

2)The second leader was very different. She allowed me to take on the responsibilities of an adult and assigned me small jobs that none of the adults wanted to take care of. It built up rather quickly and it became apparent that I was picking up a significant amount of slack from the rest of the group. I was happy to take on the jobs, and completed each to the best of my ability. Everything was going great.

The problem, however, arose when I took action during a situation that she was unaware of. I didn't make any huge decisions or go behind her back in any way, I simply knew more of the background of the situation and dealt with it in a way I felt was right.

When I took initiative as an adult, she shut me down. She told me that I had betrayed her trust and began to treat me as a child. To this day, I feel justified in my actions and I don't feel any remorse for what I did because I don't feel it was wrong. I am glad I was there to take care of the situation at hand.

What I learned: If you are going to give a teenager the responsibility of an adult, don't freak out when they take adult initiative and do things they feel right about. It sends mixed signals and causes the teenager to question themselves and their ability to discern right from wrong.

I also learned that adults are very susceptible to pride. Egos can get in the way of compassion, embarrassment can cause ill-treatment of others, and a fear of being wrong prohibits apology.

How this relates to the gospel: With great privilege comes great responsibility, but I think the opposite applies. Great responsibility warrants privileges to take adult initiative and act as you see fit. Our Heavenly Father gives us what we can handle, and with the great responsibilities, we gain great privileges. The responsibility of keeping baptismal covenants is accompanied by the privilege of always having the spirit to be with us. Keeping the commandments always warrants blessings. He never expects a responsibility without a privilege.

3)The third type of leader I had was one who loved, encouraged, and served as a great motivator. Someone who told you how strong, talented, and capable you were of accomplishing your dreams. They had your trust and you had theirs-- until the moment of decision came. They made you second guess your decision, not necessarily in a healthy “are you sure” kind of way, but in a way that they give you all of those reasons that aren't actually reasons, such as “but you're so young” or “are you sure you have prayed about this enough?” It is these moments of doubt that can completely obliterate a young adult's confidence.

What I learned: If you say you trust me and act like you trust me, then I need you to trust me when the important moments come along. It is through you that I have developed my confidence. It is because I am doing the things you have taught me to do that these opportunities have presented themselves. When you question me, it forces me to doubt my foundation and worries me because I feel like I am doing the right thing. I am praying, reading my scriptures, and allowing myself to be worthy of the spirit. Decisions are hard enough without those closest to me second guessing my carefully considered and spiritually inspired decisions.

How this relates to the gospel: We are all entitled to personal revelation. Children progress from primary to Mutual, and then they become adults. At any age, an individual is entitled to receive guidance from their Heavenly Father. No one is perfect at receiving revelation but if they are remaining worthy of the spirit they are in a good place to receive it. God has a plan for each of us and no one has a right to tell another person what that plan is. The quiet whispers of the Holy Ghost come to each person individually. If I am making a decision that is in line with the principles of the gospel and I have carefully prayed and fasted about that decision, then you have no right to make me question it.

This is my plea:

To those who work closely with and have great influence upon youth and young adults, be mindful of your actions. Your calling is to lead, not drag, to love, not condemn, and to serve with compassion, and not ambition. The youth are watching you and learning from you, whether for good or for bad. It is your example that shapes the next generation.

Hold them responsible for their actions, but treat them with respect. They are more capable than you think they are. God has entrusted his greatest generation in your hands and you can either help them or hinder them. Love them, serve them, and most importantly, trust them.

In one situation, I found great strength in a leader who didn't know me, yet assumed the best of me. She defended me in a situation where she herself could have been ridiculed or punished. She was willing to put herself on the line in order to let me know that she thought that I (and my actions) were worth defending. She touched me deeply and gave me a strong example of the kind of leader I would like to be.

I want to make it clear that I had many leaders throughout my mutual years, most of whom were amazing men and women who had a powerful positive influence on me and whose examples have helped shaped me during this critical time in my life. I am grateful for their hand in my life and that my Heavenly Father placed them into my path.

It is my hope that young adults will be able to enter this scary world with confidence instilled in them by leaders who have shown them love, compassion, and trust. There is nothing more empowering than being trusted by someone you admire and respect. In a world where the adversary places so much emphasis on discouraging youth, what they need most is empowerment. The Lord can then work mighty miracles through them and change the world, one soul at a time.

The world is changing, the Church is changing, and the youth are changing. Trust them like their Father in Heaven trusts them.

Monday, February 3, 2014

"The Girl"

If you were to piece my Facebook, Instagram, and blog together, you'd have a journal of my life. (Kind of. It would be lacking lots of feelings, but it's at least a timeline of sorts.) I don't have a lot of words today, but I wanted to post this song because I have listened to it about a thousand times on repeat. And I want to remember it forever.

It's my favorite right now.


Disclaimer: This video is a little bizarre. Not Imagine Dragons level bizarre, but still pretty weird.

Emily 

Thursday, January 16, 2014

New Year. New Semester. New Outlook.

Well,  Fall semester went out with a crash and a burn. I didn't do nearly as well as I had hoped, but there were just so many things going on last semester that it was hard to even focus in class much less be successful.

Over Christmas, I did a lot of thinking about what and how I wanted to improve for winter semester. I realized I really just needed to focus on being in school and being in Utah. It's already been a lot easier because I know my roommates, I know some people in my ward, and I've really come to terms with the fact that I was so blessed in high school to be as close to my friends as I was. I realize that friends like those don't happen very often, so I"m not trying to find friends like that here. Because there are now people for me to socialize with here, I'm not spending as much time texting friends or sitting on Facebook. { I am a social creature, people. Aloneness was not working out well for me. Thank goodness for technology. }

This semester is pretty busy. And by pretty busy, I mean super crazy busy. I'm taking 16 credits and working 16 hours a week, which basically means I am gone 8 to 5 everyday, either in class or at work. Then I come home and do homework. Thankfully, I finish at 1 on Fridays. That'll be my saving grace.

Goals this semester:

Focus in class
Stay on top of homework
Play my violin and the piano more {My roommates didn't even know I played violin till Sunday }
Make more friends

I still can't believe I'm at BYU. I am so incredibly blessed to be here, surrounded with such great opportunities. My professors are all great, especially now that I am taking some classes for my major ad I am starting to meet people with the same interests and goals as me.

I'm pretty content right now. Busy, but content.

Emily Jane

Sunday, November 17, 2013

Weekend Adventures

This weekend has honestly been one of my favorites since I got here because....

MY DADDY AND BROTHER CAME TO SEE ME!

They got in Friday night around 9, picked me up at my apartment, and then we went and saw Ender's Game (which was a pretty great movie, actually). After that (around 12:15ish) we went to Taco Bell for burritos. (That is the latest I have been out since moving here. Pathetic.) We talked and laughed and it was great to be with family. <3

Saturday morning they came over and we walked around BYU campus. We went to the bookstore and the Museum of Art, and the library, and the creamery (graham canyon ice cream, yummmmmm....).

And then it was time to go to the game.

(oh, did I mention it had been raining and snowing the whole day?) We got to the game fairly early, which was a mistake for two reasons: 1) We had reserved seats, 2) even if we didn't have reserved seats, there was TONS of empty seats, & 3) IT WAS FREEZING.

We ended up leaving partway through the first quarter just because it was miserable and the Cougars were SLAUGHTERING ISU. (sorry dad, just had to get my little BYU plug in there.)

After the game, we went to lunch at Brick Oven, which was super delicious, as always. Then, we went over to the DI, where we had many wonderful adventures.

And then they left me :'(

But it's ok because I'll see them in two weeks for {THANKSGIVING!!!!!!} for which I am very excited.

Family.
Food.
Black Friday.

What more can I ask for out of life?

Anyways, they left me, I watched Netflix, and was asleep by 8. (I honestly could NOT stay awake.)


Church today was great and I get to relax for the rest of the day, which will be great prep for the rest of the week. I have a bunch of stuff due at the end of the week and the week after Thanksgiving so I really need to get myself into gear! But as for today, I shall rest.

I hope you all are enjoying this fall/winter weather, wherever you are!

em<3



Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Adult Tantrums

Little kids have it easy. ok, we all knew this but really think about it. When you're two and something is outrageously unfair and awful you can just throw yourself around and scream and cry and throw things at people. Even though they may not get what they want, I'm sure they feel better about their tiny little lives.

Sadly, this behavior is not acceptable when you're 18. BUT if it were, trust me I'd be all over that right now.

Looking back on the last couple of months of my senior year, I'm a little confused as to why we were so excited to graduate and grow up and take on all of that responsibility.  I should have just relished the last few months seconds with my best friends.

I'm not hating college or anything, I'm just sad that I don't get to experience it with my two best friends. I miss them both like crazy right now. I miss my family and all my other friends too, but I will see most of them over Thanksgiving so it's bearable.

I don't get to see Katie for another 2 months, and I don't get to see Ethan for 2 years. (Actually, less now. ha.) But for reals. Both of those dates seem so far away that I just want to throw a fit. Why did we all have to choose different paths? I'm excited for Katie to go to BYU-Idaho and I know she's gonna love it, and I am definitely excited for Ethan to spend the next two years of his life serving his Heavenly Father and the people of Ecuador but it doesn't make the separation any easier.

It's really odd to go from being surrounded by family and best friends who all understand you pretty well and think you're hilarious (ahemkatieahem) and awesome and pretty and fun and nice and special, and then to be in a place where there's not even one person (yet) who knows you like that. I never had to explain myself because my family and Katie and Ethan just got me.

And now they're gone.

And that's why I want to throw a tantrum.

*end rant*

<3 Em


Sunday, November 10, 2013

The Part Where I Start Blogging Again

So, I started this blog a long time ago. And by start, I mean I named it. I meant to start actually posting but I have just been so busy and lazy.   But now I really need to start posting more.

This past week was a crazy whirlwind of emotion and busyness.

First of all, I worked a full 20 hour week for the first time. Because I am fresh out of training, there hasn't been a ton for me to do the last few weeks. This week I was assigned a huge project and I have been working on that, so the hours flew by. This was actually a blessing because it kept my mind off of all of the other crazy things that were going on, but it did lessen my Netflix studying/homework time. It'll be an adjustment for sure, but my pay check will be three times what it was at my other job. So that will definitely be worth it. I really am loving my new job and it came just at the right time. Not to mention, it's related to what I want to be when I grow up and it's literally next door to my apartment complex. And the pay is nice as well. My Heavenly Father knew exactly what I needed and opened the doors for me to get there.

School wasn't actually that awful this week. It's been an interesting semester because each week seems to have a theme. Some weeks I have several papers due, some weeks it's tests, and other weeks it's just reading. My least favorite kind of week is reading week because I'm really not that motivated to finish it. But I did get through a lot of it, so that was good. I'm so grateful I only took 14 credits this semester because I think I would be dying with any more than that.

And then there was the obvious thing that happened this week -- Ethan left.  Honestly though, I feel so much better now than I did before he left. I think I was just really anxious about him leaving and now that he's gone, I feel a lot better. I still miss him more than anything but he's where he's supposed to be and I am so proud of him. He's going to do such a great job. I'm really excited for his P-day so I can get an email and hear how he is doing. It's been strange to go from talking so much to not at all, but thank goodness for snapchat and FaceTime and girlfriends and parents.

After Ethan left and I didn't have anyone to text or call when I was feeling lonely, the lack of friends started to get to me. Moving into an older ward and not meeting lots of Freshman in the dorms has been really hard. I know I'm supposed to be right where I am, but it doesn't necessarily make the being alone part that much easier. I'm trying to push myself out of my little bubble and talk to people I normally wouldn't, but I'm actually like super anti-social and I didn't realize it. ok, I'm not anti-social, I just am kind of awful at making friends. I was so blessed to have amazing friends in high school and I got super comfortable so this whole "new life" stuff hasn't been easy.

It's just a learning curve, and I'm sure I'll figure it out.

I've been doing pretty good with the not crying thing, though. I have only cried when people are super nice to me. Go figure. I cried when his mom sent me an email, and Katie and Bree texted me to ask me how I was doing, and when my parents sent me flowers. And there have been a couple of times that I have just been overwhelmed with everything and cried. But it's only been like once a day, which is honestly not that bad considering I'm such a bawl baby.



I thought it was going to be a horrible week, but I have to say this weekend was much better than I expected. I anticipated much ice cream, tears, and Netflix. ok, there were all three of those but they were in moderation so it's ok. ;) (Except the ice cream. You don't even want to know how much ice cream I have consumed over the last week. It was so bad I have banned myself from it for the rest of the month. Really.)

ANYWAYS.

Friday night, JoAnne (a girl I went to high school with) and I went to the basketball game. It was super nice to see her and to talk to someone who I didn't have to explain my whole life to.

Saturday I did homework all day and watched the BYU game, and then went to dinner at Brick Oven with two of my roommates. And then went shopping with Kamilla. After we got home, we watched a movie and it was super great.

Church today was pretty good, and then I went to a Baroque concert with JoAnne tonight. Let's just say it was a... unique experience. But I'm glad I went because it got me out of the apartment, and it was fun to be with JoAnne.

So it was a decent weekend, all things considered. I'm really grateful that I was able to do so much this weekend to distract me from school and work and Ethan being gone. And it made me feel not so alone, which is really great. I've been super blessed and part of that is from prayer and scripture study, and I think part of it is because Ethan is serving. My Heavenly Father has been helping me lots this week.

Let's hope this week goes just as good as this last week has. And just as fast. (I'm really shocked at how fast it has gone.)

Sorry this post is like as long as Moby Dick.
Or eternity.
Or a microwave minute.
But really, sorry.

ok, I'm done for reals.

Goodnight world. I"m sure I'll write again someday.

<3 Em