Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
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Monday, June 19, 2023

My Dad—My Hero (Father’s Day Sacrament Meeting Talk)

I had the privilege of speaking in church on Father’s Day. I love and admire my dad!

The thing that impressed me the most when I was studying and preparing my talk was the way Apostle D. Todd Christofferson likened Jesus Christ’s teaching that “Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends” (John 15:13). Elder Christofferson said:

Fathers manifest that love as they lay down their lives day by day, laboring in the service and support of their families.

I had always thought about Jesus’ quote in terms of being willing to die for someone. Elder Christofferson’s words helped me realize that it can also mean living for someone. Parents sacrifice so much for their children, and in that way, they are very Christlike.

The following is an approximate transcript of my talk yesterday:

I am honored and excited to speak about fathers today.

In my talk, I will be quoting parts of Apostle D. Todd Christofferson’s sermon entitled “Fathers,” which he gave in the April 2016 Church general conference. But first, I’d like to quote a paragraph from the Gospel Topics essay entitled “Family”:

The Lord has designated the family to be the basic unit of the Church and of society. As used in the scriptures, a family consists of a husband and wife, children, and sometimes other relatives living in the same house or under one family head. A family can also be a single person living alone, a single parent with children, or a husband and wife without children. …

fathers and mothers today are equal partners in the family.

One of the things Elder D. Todd Christofferson said in his talk was, “We believe that far from being superfluous, fathers are unique and irreplaceable.”

What does “superfluous” mean? It means “extra or unnecessary.” So, fathers are far from being extra or unnecessary—they are unique and irreplaceable.

Of course, we are all part of a Heavenly Family. Elder Christofferson said,

The role of father is of divine origin, beginning with a Father in Heaven and, in this mortal sphere, with Father Adam.

There are different types of fathers. There are married fathers, single fathers, adopted fathers, foster fathers, stepfathers. There are also men who don’t have children of their own but are still father figures. If there are children in your life who look up to you, you play a fatherly role.

According to Elder Christofferson, husband and father are “the highest of masculine roles.” 

Some of the characteristics I appreciate in my dad are:

1) He likes to have fun—When I was growing up, he’d take me on “daddy-daughter dates” all the time. One of my favorite memories is the time my best friend and I went go kart racing together with our dads. On the way home, my dad was still driving like a go kart driver. He took a corner a little too fast and wiped out a pedestrian crossing sign. He also ripped the muffler off the car, causing it to drag on the road. He and my friend’s dad found an old pair of jeans in the trunk and tied them around the muffler. Then my friend’s dad leaned out the window holding up the muffler while my dad drove home. The scariest part was getting over the railroad tracks, but we made it! After we dropped off my friend and her dad and pulled into our driveway, my dad turned around and looked at me. He gave a little laugh and said, “Jess, if I don’t laugh I’m going to cry, because I have to explain this to your mother.”

2) He prioritizes our family—My dad double majored in Russian and international relations. He’s never worked in that field. After his college graduation, he had an opportunity to do some work in Russia, but he turned it down because he wasn’t going to be able to bring his family along. To me, that’s an amazing example of sacrificing for us.

3) My dad cries easily—He cries when he gives me blessings, he cried when I told him we were expecting a baby girl, and he cries when he shares his feelings about the gospel.

4) Most important of all, I know my dad cares—When my brother had severe depression, he prayed to know what it was like so he could understand. He told me it felt like a thick, heavy, black feeling weighing on him. That experience helped him understand better what my brother was going through. Dad also has a gift for caring about other people; it comes naturally to him. He’s always been a good example to me of including others and talking to people I don’t know well at church.

If I had only one word to describe my dad, it would be “tender.”

Some characteristics I appreciate in my father-in-law are:

1) His sense of humor—He and his wife are always playing practical jokes on each other and some of them can get pretty elaborate. It’s pretty funny.

2) He’s hardworking—He always has a project and he’s always willing to help his children with their projects.

3) He’s also a crier, which I think is sweet. Now, if Clay is listening closely, no doubt he’s feeling guilty for NOT being a crier, so let me say clearly that it’s not necessary to cry for people to feel the sincerity of your testimony.

4) My father-in-law frequently tells his children he loves them and that he’s proud of them.

5) He diligently seeks opportunities to share his feelings about the gospel with his family, even the family members who are not currently participating in church.

My husband, Clayton, shares many of these same characteristics. That’s a big part of what attracted me to him and why I love him.

Other father figures in my life have been:

1) Rod Hill was one of my neighbors growing up. He was an ex-Marine and taught 6th grade. I thought he was the coolest “old” man ever.

2) Kris White was one of my Primary teachers. I think he gave me my first Book of Mormon. It had his testimony written in the front.

3) Brother Shock and Brother Southard were two of our family’s home teachers when I was growing up.

4) My grandfathers have been father figures to me.

5) I served a mission under two mission presidents, David Glazier and Bruno Vasquez. I look up to them a lot.

Ideally, one of a father’s defining traits is love.


In one of the Church’s Father’s Day tribute videos, someone says, “A dad means love that never goes away.”


I once heard someone say that you love what you sacrifice for and you sacrifice for what you love.


Elder Christofferson said:

Fatherhood requires sacrifice, but it is a source of incomparable satisfaction, even joy. Again, the ultimate model is our Heavenly Father, who so loved us, His spirit children, that He gave us His Only Begotten Son for our salvation and exaltation. Jesus said, “Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” Fathers manifest that love as they lay down their lives day by day, laboring in the service and support of their families.

Elder Christofferson went on to say:

Perhaps the most essential of a father’s work is to turn the hearts of his children to their Heavenly Father.

Certainly teaching the gospel is a shared duty between fathers and mothers, but the Lord is clear that He expects fathers to lead out in making it a high priority. … The Lord expects fathers to help shape their children, and children want and need a model.

My dad has always been a great role model for me. I mentioned one thing I love about my dad is how he puts our family first.

I think it’s safe to say that 2020 was a difficult year for everyone due to the COVID-19 pandemic. My family had an additional trial. In May 2020, my dad was hit by an impaired driver. It was a bad accident and he really should have died. Miraculously, he survived, although he did lose his left leg below the knee. He now has a prosthetic and suffers from chronic pain.

As he was recovering, one of his biggest concerns was to preserve his family relationships by not becoming bitter.

He and my mom have been extraordinary examples to me of forgiveness, trusting the Lord, leaning on Him for strength and guidance, and keeping an eternal perspective. My mom said when they made the decision to do the amputation, one thing that gave her a lot of comfort was the doctrine of the Resurrection. In the Resurrection, my dad will have a perfect body. Because of Jesus Christ, none of our physical imperfections are permanent.

My parents regularly share the things they’ve learned through this trial with youth groups and other groups.

I’d like to finish with my testimony that fathers really are unique and irreplaceable. I feel blessed to have wonderful father figures in my life. We also all have a loving, perfect Father in Heaven who does so much for us—much of which we probably don’t recognize. I’m grateful for my fathers.

In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.

Wrapped Around Her Little Finger

I saw it in the ultrasound just before the tech asked, “How does a little girl sound?” I was thinking, Is that a GIRL? I had convinced myself our second baby would be a boy because both of Clayton’s married brothers had two boys.

But after that initial jolt of surprise, the Spirit washed over me. I knew this was right, that God was sending us a precious girl for a reason.

In that joyful moment, my plans for an elaborate gender reveal evaporated. We called our parents as soon as we got out of the doctor’s office. Clayton’s parents took it in stride—his dad has correctly predicted the sex of all 11 of his grandchildren. My mom and sister, too, said they knew all along. My dad started to bawl. He said he’d been praying for a granddaughter.

Baby Girl, we were all wrapped around your little finger before you were even born. 🥰




Tuesday, October 19, 2021

My indomitable dad

It was Tuesday, May 26, 2020. Clayton and I had plans to babysit our toddler nephew Archer while his parents went to the gender reveal ultrasound of their next baby.

As we were getting ready to go, I got a text from my sister Melanie, informing me that our dad had been in an accident earlier that day and that our brother Graig, his wife, and a close friend were missing. (They went camping for Memorial Day weekend and weren't answering their phones for a while. Within hours, we figured out they weren't actually missing and everything was okay.)

It was a shock. Initially, I was more worried about Graig. I knew my mom and Aunt Connie were with my dad in the hospital, and that was a big comfort. I felt peace and knew he would be okay.

Looking back, maybe that's why I was surprised when he ended up losing his left leg. When I received the impression that everything would be okay, I think I assumed that life would go back to exactly the way it was before.

I knew from the text updates I was getting from Aunt Connie that Dad's accident was serious. In that initial emergency surgery, he lost all the blood in his body at least twice. But I didn't really understand how serious his injuries really were until I saw him on the hospital grounds.

Due to COVID-19 restrictions, he was only allowed two visitors (who were Mom and Aunt Connie), so we didn't get to see him for weeks. Because we didn't get to see him for a while, I was somewhat insulated from the severity of his pain and the challenges he faced while recovering (like MRSA). It enabled me to pretend that he wasn't as badly hurt as he was.

When I finally did see him on June 12, I was a little shocked at how pale and thin he looked. His skin was tissue paper soft.

Still, I held out hope that Dad would make a complete recovery. He was my dad, after all. Invincible. Indomitable.

It was another shock when my mom called later that day to say she and Dad were seriously considering amputation. Clayton and I were on our way to a peaceful, remote reservoir for an overnight camping trip. My first reaction was, "What? But everything was supposed to be okay!"

My next thoughts were, "Mom says she and Dad have prayed about this and they feel it's the right decision. I trust them. I'll support them."

As I had those thoughts that night in the campground, I again felt peace wash over me. And I realized that even though our lives--especially my parents'--weren't ever going to be the same as before Dad's accident, everything would still be okay.

My dad may not be invincible physically. But he is indomitable. His reaction to becoming an amputee, and his frank forgiveness of the driver who hit him, continue to amaze and inspire me. And I'm not alone; I'm positive that he inspires many other people too. As does my mom, who has shown incredible faith and resilience throughout this entire trial. I'm a lucky daughter.


Monday, July 22, 2013

Mission farewell PARTY!

Jennifer will keep TeddyPuppy for me until I get back. I didn't want to take him with me to El Salvador. I thought about it- he is a nice little piece of home- but concluded it would be a childish thing to do. Missionaries are supposed to rely on the Lord, not stuffed animals from their childhoods. And besides... he could get lost.

Lots of people came in support of Graig and I: family, friends and neighbors. We were happy to see them all!
 Anderson relatives group shot
 Graig and I with our Grandma and Grandpa Anderson
 Henrie relatives group shot
 My friend Zach returned from an LDS mission in Paraguay just in time to tell me goodbye
 Friends who came to the Sunday brunch at our house:(back row) Joseph, Jennifer, Mary, Jill, Mara, Josh, Amanda, (front row) Sara, Ashley and me!
 Literally supported by my aunts and cousins :)
 Graig and I with Sister and Brother Southard- best home teachers in the Church!
 I will miss my friend Jill a lot. She's a great strength to me. We'll write each other, though!
 More friends: Tyler, Katelyn, me, Carron
I'll miss Katelyn lots, too.
 I love this family! We've been neighbors for close to 20 years- pretty much my whole life. Graig and I grew up with their kids. Tina (in the pink) was also our preschool teacher.
 Great family friends, the Browns
 Representatives from more family friends, the Caprios
 Jennifer is such a good friend that she's practically been adopted into my family. :)
 Whitney wasn't able to see our farewell talks, but she came Monday night especially to say goodbye. I've also known her for most of my life.
Somebody must have told me a joke! 

My mom's friend Sarah Brown is a freelance graphic designer. She designed these business cards for Graig and I. Lots of people exclaimed about how cute they were, so I thought I'd include her information here. Her email address is sarahbrowndesigns (at) gmail.com; just send her an email for quotes and design samples. She's designed logos and shirts among other things, and as you can see, she's good at what she does.

Sunday, July 21, 2013

A day in SLC

The Saturday before Pioneer Day found my family at the pioneer and mountain man camps set up outside the Energy Solutions Arena in Salt Lake City. We also went to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir concert that night.
Melanie learns to make a rag doll 
Practicing her lasso skills 
Graig and Tyler :) 
Ai (our Japanese exchange student) and Melanie 
The LDS Conference Center looked beautiful as always (taken before the concert started)
We were excited to see our cousin Collin, who's on an LDS mission in Salt Lake City! Read what his parents wrote about it here 
It's hard to do good night photography with a phone, but I had to try. The moon was bright and beautiful over the brightly lit temple, with a backdrop of deep blue sky

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Catchup: Mission call filming, capitol building, and watercoloring

Recently, Graig and I were asked to dress in missionary attire and read our mission call letters while some guys from the Lehi South Stake (which is the local body of LDS Church members, composed of five or six ward congregations including mine) filmed us. The stake has been filming lots of mission calls lately and plans to compile them into a video of all/most of the missionaries from south Lehi.

It was very interesting to be the subject of the camera rather than the director of the camera. I'm excited to hear how this video project turns out. They won't release it until after Graig and I leave on our missions, but I'm sure Mom will write us about it when it's done. If the stake guys put it on YouTube, I'll ask Mom to post a link on this blog so you all can watch it.

Speaking of which, Graig and I leave next week. Wow!

I got to visit the Utah Capitol Building last Wednesday to request an apostille for my BCI clearance letter. I can't believe I forgot how beautiful that building is. I took some pictures just because.

Last but not least, I got to go watercoloring with Jennifer and her friend Gary on Saturday! We went to the BYU duck pond to paint, and I was amazed at the sheer number of ducks. There were some cute ducklings, too.

Oh... and a couple of my cousins sang at a big band concert two weeks ago. It was amazing! Ever since I took a jazz class at BYU, my taste in music has leaned more in that direction.

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

The new Space Center

The Christa McAuliffe Space Education Center (CMSEC) that I came to love in elementary school inspired three additional centers in Utah, two of which are practically brand-new. One is under construction at the Renaissance Academy in Lehi. The other is located at Stonehenge Center for the Arts in Pleasant Grove- to my knowledge, the first for-profit center to branch off from the CMSEC.

(In case you're interested, the third Utah center is located in Logan. These three centers are affiliated with the CMSEC, but each is managed and run as separate entities. For more information on the CMSEC's history, visit spacecamputah.org.)

Graig and I gave the for-profit Discovery Space Center a try recently. We booked a mission for our family the first Saturday in July in addition to reserving a friend mission last Saturday. From what we saw, the DSC is definitely still working out some bugs in its computer programs (but that was often true at the CMSEC too). Most important, the feeling was there- the feeling of excitement, of magic. The pressure to save the day. The euphoria that comes from just barely evading certain death. The deep satisfaction when each member of the crew plays an important role in completing the mission.

The DSC captured it, all of it. If you were willing to surrender yourself to the power of imagination, it was magic.

Flying on the UCS Endeavor

Brandon (chief engineer), Jennifer (tactical officer), Beth (communications officer), Graig (pilot), me (operations officer), Ashley (sensors officer), Sara (captain!) and Whitney (first officer)