Sunday, November 8, 2015

Stephanies Stake Conference Talk

 This year has been a learning experience for my family. On our path to come unto Christ and receive and embrace His perfect Atonement, there are two principles that stand out to me the most.  FIRST - Trust the Lord, and His infinite wisdom and SECOND Accept the Lord’s will with patience and gratitude.
    Last Christmas seemed extra special because we felt like, for a brief moment, that we had everything together.  After four c-sections and an especially difficult last delivery we felt that we were done having kids, Brett was loving his job, we were surprising the kids with a long-asked for puppy Christmas morning, and we were discussing vacations and family trips in our future.  OUR plans were just working out perfectly. We didn’t know that Heavenly Father had a different plan for our future.  Early this year we were surprised to find that we were expecting another baby.  It came as a bit of a shock, but we were happy to welcome another member to our family and started to change our plans to accommodate a newborn this year. Shortly after finding out I was pregnant I noticed a small lump under my skin and mentioned it to my doctor during a routine appointment.  He suggested I have it looked at, just as a precaution.  Within a two week period of that visit I had an ultrasound, biopsy, mammogram, was diagnosed with invasive ductal carcinoma, and had my first surgery to attempt to remove the cancer.  It was a whirlwind of emotions, fears, and a lot of prayer.   It was determined that I would need to begin chemotherapy when I was about 20 weeks pregnant.  There were a lot of tears, I was afraid for the baby and I was sad that my 4 young boys would have to sacrifice their summer, and be introduced to such a hard and painful experience in their life.  I wanted the cancer to go away.  I just wanted to hold my boys and plan adventures all summer long with them, and celebrate Brett and my 10th wedding anniversary like we had planned. By the council and encouragement of my husband I followed the admonition of the Savior, recorded in Matthew: “Come unto me, all ye that are heavy ladden, and I will give you rest.”  I needed a daily boost through prayer to make it through at times.  I knew that Heavenly Father had a plan for me, but I struggled to know how THIS fit into His plan, because it was definitely NOT in mine.
   Early in treatment I had a very vivid dream.  I was young and in school.  The school I attended in my dream was very prestigious and I just knew it was an honor to be there. I was sitting in class when the principal called me into his office.  I looked around the office and noticed the beautiful woodwork and a large desk in the center of the room.  Behind the desk were the kind eyes of the school’s principal.  I knew he cared about each of the students in the school and wanted all of us to succeed.  He told me that in order for me to excel in this school I would need to accept a very difficult challenge.  I was told that my opportunity for growth came in the form of being attacked by a bully every other day for the rest of the school year.  I would get knocked down, pushed, and beaten but the next day I could heal and enjoy my day. . . then the bully would come again.  I couldn’t believe that this was required for me to succeed and become the student that he knew I could be.  Why would I have to experience pain?  Couldn’t there have been an easier way?  But I trusted him and his experience, so I agreed to the challenge.  As I stood up, about to leave the office, he stopped me and added that there was one more thing he needed from me.  I would be given 5 new students that would be under my stewardship.  I would need to show them around the school, teach them how things worked, and prepare them for their school career.  They would watch me and need to know that my challenges wouldn’t keep me down, because they needed my strength.  In my dream, I then appeared on the playground ready to face the bully for the first time and looked up to see the eyes of my five new students watching me and I knew everything was going to be fine.  The bully would beat me down, but I would always be able to get back up and it wouldn’t last forever.  I knew that this painful challenge would help me recognize my own strength and expand my understanding of the Atonement.  When I woke up I felt so much joy and contentment.  I knew that this dream was a gift from heaven, to teach me that Heavenly Father’s plan for my family was better then my plan.   I knew that Heavenly Father would strengthen me for my soon to be five boys.  Brett Jr. joined our family in August, after enduring 6 rounds of chemotherapy with me,  in my easiest c-section that I’ve ever had.  He is now 3 months old and perfectly healthy and thriving.  
  Sometimes I think back to that dream I had months ago, sitting in front of the principal.  I wonder if there was a similar scene before we came to earth? Trials and hardships in life may not be part of OUR plan, but our limited comprehension of eternity is a great reminder to put our trust in someone who does have Infinite wisdom and understanding and wants the absolute best for us.  We can:  “Trust in the Lord with all (our)  hearts; and lean not unto (our) own understanding.  In all (our) ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct (our) paths.”  as stated in Proverbs (Proverbs 3:5-6).  Elder Dallin H. Oaks said, “Adversity is an occasional or even a constant companion for each of us throughout our lives. We cannot avoid it.  It is a reality - and indeed one of the purposes of mortal life.  What is important is how we react to it.  Will our adversities  bear us down, or will we go forward relying on the promise of God, who does not shield us from every adversity but who gives us the guidance and strength that make it possible for us to endure and progress?”
  In the first verse of the book of Job we learn what kind of man he was, “ There was a man in the land of Uz, whose name was Job; and that man was perfect and upright, and one that feared God, and eschewed evil.”  He was given every blessing and privilege in life.  Satan challenged his obedience and perfection, saying that if all that was good in his life was taken away he would curse God.  Jesus allowed Satan to have power over all that Job had.  He destroyed his flocks and herds, he slayed his servants and children, cursed him with boils, and abandonment and every affliction you can imagine. He suffered greatly, and wondered why he was afflicted with such loss and sorrow, but never once cursed the Lord.  He persevered, and despite all that he suffered he still testified, “Blessed be the name of the Lord” (Job 1:21). “Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him. … He also shall be my salvation. … For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth … yet in my flesh shall I see God” (Job 13:15–16; Job 19:25–26).  Job trusted the Lord and His infinite wisdom AND he accepted the Lord’s will with patience and gratitude.  He was declared perfect, not because he had a perfect life, but because he never doubted God’s wisdom.
    In the New Testament James wrote these words of encouragement to the other apostles, “My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.”  To be patient doesn’t mean we are giving up or that we stop learning and asking questions, but patience is the opportunity to humble ourselves and open our hearts and minds for receiving the Lord’s guidance  and understanding rather than our limited perspective. President Uchtdorf wisely taught, “Without patience, we cannot please God; we cannot become perfect.  Indeed, patience is a purifying process that refines understanding, deepens happiness, focuses action, and offers hope for peace.” (G.C. April 2010)
  Just like the principal in my dream who invited me to his office,  our Savior also invites us to Come unto Him.  When we come unto Christ and trust Him he will show us His plan for us.  Our trials may not be lifted and OUR plans might be shifted,  but through His Atonement, His Grace, and His eternal love for us we are given the command and promise to be perfected in Him.  When we embrace the Savior we can gain for ourselves His perfect love, perfect peace, perfect hope, and perfect forgiveness.  And if we find what we are not getting exactly what we hope for, we can still find joy and be grateful.  Knowledge, understanding, testimony, and faith all come at the price of patience.   

 I know, now more than ever, that Jesus Christ is our Savior and Redeemer.  He suffered all things and can truly empathise with our pain and sorrow.   We at times need to recognize our weaknesses and acknowledge that we are broken in order to get fixed, and our Savior stands with open arms ready to embrace us.  I have felt His love and peace and know that there is plenty enough of his perfect Atonement for everyone.  

Halloween!

BOOO!!!  
Hyrum 'vas a scary Dracula!
Noah was a blue Morph. . . I really don't know what that is though, but he liked it.
So, for about a month Owen had been BEGGING us to get him a Groot costume for Halloween.  We finally found one and got it for him.  He wore it once and then didn't want to wear it anymore.  He ended up wearing his Hulk costume from last year, funny kid.
Baby Brett was Hiro from Big Hero 6.  I made him the hat three weeks before Halloween and it fit perfectly, going all the way over his ears.  By the time Halloween came it was too small!  He was still cute though:).
Dad is Baymax with Hero
 I didn't have any picture of my costume.  I was Snow White. . . or at least my interpretation of what she would look like if she didn't have hair.  Owen was taking pictures and captured this little moment, and I'm so glad he did. 
 Oh, Bubba.  Just too cute for words.
For dinner: hot dog mummies, blood stew (tomato soup), brain jello, and goblin slush.



He can't help it

Brett is just so stinking cute.  He has the biggest, cutest smile and is such a joy to have in our family.





 Okay, here's proof that he's not cute ALL the time.  Owen put this on his face so he could be the Hulk, he didn't like it very much:)

Last chemo!!!!

It's been a long road.  I have been very grateful that I didn't experience all the side effects that I could have, but it has still been hard.  In October I had my last two hard chemo's, and I am so happy to have that done.  I hope the chemo did it's job so I won't have to do it again.  We had all the boys come to the cancer center to watch me ring the bell to celebrate finishing. I get to ring it again when I finish the Hercepton in a year.  
The boys were a little disappointed when I told them that it was my last chemo, because they knew that meant it was their last 'chemo gift'.  :)  They are so funny.  
Our thoughtful neighbors made this great sign and put it up on our garage door to celebrate my last chemo.  I just love how supportive and what a help our neighbors have been.





Just another day in Paradise

When October comes around we start to get excited about a cooking show called Halloween Wars.  It's amazing what these food artists can create!  So, this year we attempted to make our own food sculptures with rice crispie treats. . . it didn't work out quite the way we wanted it too, but it was still fun, and delicious!
We were invited to a work event by a friend of ours.  They boys had SOO much fun because they had a bunch of bounce houses, and of course the super heroes were a big plus too.  Emmett kept walking up to them just to stare.  
 I love how sweat and compassionate my boys are.  Noah has a very tender heart and I was so happy to capture this moment with he and Brett.
 For Owen's birthday we got him this sweatshirt, since he's obsessed with all the superheroes.  He has so much fun wearing it.
 Emmett=Destructicon.  It's amazing that such a tiny cute boy can cause so much mischief.  The little sneakiness is just plain cute though.  I caught him drinking the yogurt and had to catch a picture.  This boy LOVES yogurt!
 We had fun making caramel apples.  Emmett mostly just ate candy corn the whole time, but the other boys enjoyed being creative with their apples.




October!

Things have been kind of crazy this year but we're trying to keep things as 'normal' as possible.  We've had a lot of fun with pumpkin patches,  getting ready for Halloween, and cooler weather.
Owen is such a good friend.  He wants to play with friends every day for hours, and I don't mind.  There are more girls on our street his age, so he has a lot of girl friends.  This was at his preschool field trip with one of his girl buddies.  He is such a sweat heart. 
 Ms. Liza's Preschool field trip group shot.
 Noah and all of the 1st graders at his school were invited to Mrs. Reiber's farm for snacks, fun, petting animals, and picking a pumpkin.  The boys loved it!


 One of our favorite October traditions is picking out pumpkins for carving.  They loved the animals running around too.  After we brought the pumpkins home Owen asked me how we were going to get the pigs to our house to eat the pumpkins when they got yucky. :)
 The boys are getting a little more ambitious with their carving skills every year.  

Saturday, September 26, 2015

To the Young Women

A dear friend of mine and former Camp Director when I was in YW asked me if I would write something for the Young Women in her ward.  It took me a few weeks to come up with what to say, but this is what I ended up sending to her:

 Hi! My name is Stephanie.  I like to cook, paint stuff, work in the yard, and sing obscenely loud to music that I don’t know the words to when I’m driving by myself.  I’m thirty-three years old according to my birth certificate, but I think my brain is still in my early twenties most of the time.  I met and married my husband ten years ago and we have five energetic, loud, and wonderful little boys.  It’s hard to believe that our oldest son just turned eight this summer!  We’re not old enough to have an eight year old!  Our fifth son was a surprise little miracle that came when we had other plans in mind, and we are so glad Heavenly Father’s plans are better then ours. Shortly after finding out I was expecting, I noticed a small lump in my breast.  I wasn’t too worried about it, but mentioned it to my OB/GYN during one of my routine baby check-ups.  Within a week I had an ultrasound on the growth, a biopsy, mammogram, and the news that I have breast cancer.  At first my husband and I were in shock and a little bit of denial.  I can’t have cancer!  I’m young, healthy, no family history of cancer, I’m just not a cancer ‘candidate’!  It just didn’t make sense, but there it was staring at us in the face: invasive ductal carcinoma of the right breast.  Now what?  There were a couple of weeks that kind of went by in a blur.  I had so many questions and concerns that I felt like they were running a constant flow threw my brain and there was very little room for much else to occupy my mind.  I couldn’t stop thinking about my family.  . . . my boys. . . . they need their mom.  I need them.  My time with them can’t be done.  Being filled with doubt is not a safe place to be.  My husband and I had some great talks and he was able to be my rock and reason.  Through our discussions I realized that my mind was so full of worry that there was little room for the Savior.  I decided to spend more time on my knees and I admitted to God that I didn’t know what to do and that I needed His help.  As promised in Matthew 11:28, “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest”, when I turned to my Father in Heaven, He lifted my burdens so that I could finally rest from my worry.  He did not take the burden away, but almost instantly, it was as though I could see things as they really were; in God’s hands.  I remembered a vacation we went on several years ago.  We were enjoying a beautiful warm beach and learning how to surf.  The water was clear and the waves were small and perfect for beginners. Brett (my awesome hubby) really caught on to surfing and was having a blast.  I was having fun in the water, but every time I got onto my board I would head straight toward a rocky area coming off the shore and then I would have to jump off my board before I crashed.  Each time the same thing would happen, and I was getting frustrated that everyone else seemed to surf straight to the sandy beach, except for me who had some kind of magnetism to scary rocks.  It was almost time to pack it up and head in when someone yelled to me, “Stop looking at the rocks!  When you get on the board, look at the beach!”  It seemed a little too easy, but I got on my board and kept my eyes on the sandy beach in front of us, and I made it there!  The dangerous rocks were still there, but this time by focusing on the beach I surfed straight to my desired destination.  I was grateful for that advice and I could see how my current sitution needed the same words of wisdom.  I needed to reflect and really ponder what I wanted my ‘destination’ to be.  More then anything I want my boys to reach their greatest potential and have true joy in their life and for us to all live with God again.  With that destination in mind, it became easier for me to put my trust in the Lord.  Only our loving Father in Heaven could possibly love our boys more then my husband and me, and He knew what He was doing.  I trust that our experiences, trials, and hardships are meant to build us into the people that He wants us to be.  “For behold, this is my work and my glory—to bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of man” Moses 1:39.  If I need this experience in my life to help my children have greater faith in Jesus Christ, build character, or learn humility, then it is worth it.  I’m on the Lord’s time.  
    It’s funny how unimportant lots of ‘little’ things become when you begin to keep your eyes on your goal, and recognize God’s timetable.  Cancer has taught me to care less about what other people think of me.  Cancer has taught me to say yes more, procrastinate less, and treasure moments.  I went swinging on a swing set at the school playground with my boys and we tried to see who could get the highest.  I’ve jumped in puddles with my toddler.  I love being a mom and I think I will treasure all of these little moments more then I ever did before. I am so grateful for my change in perspective.  Cancer has taught me that every day we are able to choose how that day goes.  Cancer can do a lot of damage, but it cannot take away my smile, my laugh, my love, or my will.  I’m not perfect, and sometimes catch myself getting caught up in worry, but surrounding myself with positive people and a supportive husband has helped me refocus away from the ‘rocks’ and toward the smooth sandy shore.  Life can be really hard sometimes, but that doesn’t have to change who we are at the core.  We are children of God, and He has a plan for us that’s pretty amazing.  When we remember not just who we are but whose we are we can walk a little taller, care a little less about ‘stuff’, and care a little more about preparing ourselves for everything God intends us to be.  He makes big plans and every single person that allows themselves to be led (and sometimes carried) by Him has the opportunity to see things as they really are: trials are temporary, pain doesn’t last forever, and setbacks are only opportunities to do it a better way.  
  Being a young woman is hard and at times confusing and heartbreaking.  Your pains are real and shouldn't be minimized.  Just know that these pains, heartaches, and suffering that you experience now will pass. They WILL PASS!  And they will make you stronger and better prepared to meet your next trial if you allow the pain to be your teacher.  If you feel like you're not strong enough, then let the Atonement of Jesus Christ carry you.  When we are weak, He is strong. One of my favorite quotes of all times best iterates my feelings:  "

“No pain that we suffer, no trial that we experience is wasted. It ministers to our education, to the development of such qualities as patience, faith, fortitude and humility. All that we suffer and all that we endure, especially when we endure it patiently, builds up our characters, purifies our hearts, expands our souls, and makes us more tender and charitable, more worthy to be called the children of God . . . and it is through sorrow and suffering, toil and tribulation, that we gain the education that we come here to acquire and which will make us more like our Father and Mother in heaven.” - Orson F. Whitney

Just look in the mirror and repeat, "I am strong.  I am capable.  I am a daughter of a King."