Hands

I had a roommate in college who loved hands. While I'd never thought about it before then, you can tell a lot about a person by looking at their hands. What they do, what type of life they've led.

We read a scripture in one of my college religion classes that I loved. It quickly became one of my favorites, a scripture that I thought of often...but for some reason could never find. I even remembered where it was on the page, but I could never find it when I went back to look. I tried looking up parts of it in the topical guide, asking people...nothing.

Sunday, I was sitting in Sunday school half paying attention, because I was practically brain dead on Sunday and forming a complete thought was a bit too much for me. When I heard the teacher ask someone to read a scripture in Isaiah. That was it...the scripture I have been trying to remember for at least four years was Isaiah 49:16.

I'm going to quote it here, and I'm going to start with verse 15.

"Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? Yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee. Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands."

The thing that struck me about this scripture, that I had never thought of until the day my teacher mentioned it, is this. Christ has been resurrected, and resurrected beings have perfect bodies. Yet, when we read about the resurrected Christ, it typically mentions the spear marks in his side and the nail prints in his hands. It is a choice for him to maintain those marks on his perfected body. And while I'm sure there are many reasons for that choice, we are literally graven on the palms of his hands. Christ died for us and atoned for our sins so we can live again, he understands better than anyone else our hurts and our fears and our joys. Those nail prints are for us, and how grateful I am for that fact.

It's amazing to me how Heavenly Father puts things in our paths just as we need them. I've been looking for that scripture for four years and for some reason have not been able to find it, yet Sunday, just as I needed the reminder, there it was. I was reading a conference talk tonight and there it was again. A gentle reminder of the love that Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ have for each of us, and for me personally.

Curves

I got a new phone today...here are a few positive thoughts about it.

1. I can search the internet.
2. For only thirty dollars extra a month, I have the priviledge of being connected to work at all times.
3. I can blog directly from my phone!!!

Growth

We decided to try growing a garden again this year. I LOVE going to check on our little garden. It makes me feel so, this sounds totally dorky, but connected to something bigger than me. The plants are alive and growing and will one day have fruit or vegetables on them and I think that's really cool! The best time is when I've waited a few days between checking on them and can really see how much bigger the plants have gotten or how much they've changed. SO COOL!

That big one in the back is yellow tomatoes. It has about ten flowers on it right now...I can't WAIT until they are tomatoes!!!

What are we growing you ask? Lots of yummy things. Onions, jalapenos, tomatoes, orange bell peppers, cantaloupe, watermelon, carrots, corn, green beans and I think something else, but I can't remember what.

Our carrots, I think. I actually thought they were weeds when they first popped up, but decided to wait and see rather than pulling them right away. We planted them in rows, but I'm pretty sure some lovely canine friends might have moved the seeds around a bit.

If you remember, the last time we planted a garden, we forgot to label where we put the seeds. This time, we were smarter than that! We learned from our mistake, so we took rocks and wrote the name of the vegetable or fruit on the rock and placed it in front of the plant or the row of seeds. There was only one problem with this plan. Elvis, Jack and Jill thought it was great fun to get in the garden to dig and move around the rocks. :-) So now, we're back to guessing what some of the plants are.

This is our regular tomato plant. I think the flowers are SO pretty. I'm also thinking those are going to have to be tiny red tomatoes, otherwise they're going to take down this tiny plant!

One other thing for you to notice in these photos is the drip line. Our old drip line had holes and the water control valves had fallen off so it left huge puddles of water (huge). I was afraid these puddles would kill my newly acquired gardening habit. So we picked up all the stuff we needed to install a new drip line. Wil was at work one Saturday and I was determined to take something off his to do list before he got home. It was either the drip line or a new faucet in the guest bathroom and the drip line sounded way easier. I installed that entire drip line by myself - with a little explaining of what to do by my uncle over the phone. How impressed are you?

Moco de Gorila (Gorilla Snot!)

Wil and I were walking through Walmart last week when suddenly, he stopped dead in his tracks. I turned around to see what he was doing, and found him staring, pratically open mouthed, at this...


Moco de Gorila gel - that means Gorilla Snot hair gel! Should we take a closer look?


Doesn't that just look like something you've been dying to put in your hair? I instantly knew we would be buying this gel - I could tell by the look on Wil's face, he thought it might just be the coolest thing ever!

A couple of explanations, first Wil LOVES gorillas - remember his quirky things post? Second, he's a boy...and for a boy who loves gorillas what could possibly be cooler than gorilla snot?!?

Monday, I heard EWWWW coming from the bathroom. I went in to see what was so gross (yes, you'd really think I would know better than to wonder why someone was saying eww in the bathroom), and found Wil using his new gorilla snot hair gel.


It really does look sticky and stringy like real snot. YUCK!

Rubber Ducky, You're the One

Coming soon to a blog near you...a post that is not about cake! Until then, our ward talent show was tonight, and I decided cake decorating was the talent to share.


Wil told people that WE slaved hard over the cake all day, that WE made it and that WE decorated it. And by we, he meant ME. :-)

Speak

Elvis's new trick; we're so proud!

Welding

Wil is taking a welding class at school. He won a welder at work about a year ago, but wasn't sure how to use it. He didn't want to let such an awesome prize go to waste, so he's taking a class.

Tonight he sent me this picture message of what he made in his class. Tee hee...it gave me butterflies! :-)