Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Today's podcast :Limitless

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 Have you ever said to yourself, "I could never in a million years do that" as you've watched someone else, do something, that you believe for you, is impossible? So have we. Today, we're talking about those rare times in our lives, where for a little while, we have become Limitless. We'll discuss running a marathon as a non-runner, as well as doing a 100 mile bike race as a non-cyclist. But the challenges aren't just physical. We’ll share impossible deadlines that were met, entire books illustrated in just two weeks, singing on stage with stage fright, and more. We'll also divulge what we think we could never do and why. We believe that we are all literally God's children and that there are no minor players in His family. So if there is greatness in each of us, and we are capable of far more than what we think, then let's find out how we become Limitless and the lessons we learn along the way.




Thursday, October 15, 2015

A Lesson in Forgiveness - I wanted People to Hate Her.

I'm always a little ashamed when I think of this story, but I am grateful for that feeling. Not so that I dwell on what I did wrong or beat myself up, but so that I am reminded that I never want to be like that again. I am grateful for the lessons I learned from this experience and for two great girls that helped me remember who I really was.

A lesson in forgiveness: I wanted people to hate her

BOUNTIFUL — I had the opportunity to serve a mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Catania, Italy. When you serve a mission for the LDS Church, you are assigned into a pair or a companionship. Some companions fit you perfectly, while many others do not.
Twenty-four hours a day with someone for anywhere from 3-6 months and sometimes longer can get very trying. I was given one particular companion who was very different than me. After a few short weeks, I found myself wishing one of us would get transferred to another area. It gets lonely on the mission. Having the only other person you can talk to be someone you don't really get along with compounds that feeling immensely. As a 21-year-old girl, I felt it acutely. I later realized she did as well.
My companion would often make calls at night to one of her previous companions. They would talk in Italian, and since I didn't yet know the language well enough to understand, I didn't know I was often the topic of conversation, more specifically how difficult I was to live with. I was finally transferred after three months. My new companion happened to be the companion of the girl who my old companion called nightly to complain to. It became evident, very quickly, that my new companion had already formed a not-so-great opinion of me.

After three days of me trying to befriend her, she broke down one night. "OK, you are way different that I imagined you were," she said. "I was terrified after all I'd heard about you to get you as a companion. I'm so sorry."
I was shocked but grateful she had told me. She and I ended up becoming great friends. However, during the midst of that time, something else began to happen to me: Anger began to take hold. How dare that girl say all of those things about me that were untrue. How dare she spread rumors about me. My name would now be tainted with each new companion before I even had a chance to show them who I was. This anger continued to build in me. I found myself thinking about it constantly and then talking about it constantly. It finally got to the point where one night I turned to my new companion, who by now was very aware of my feelings: "I should warn all the other girls about her," I said hatefully. I will never forget the powerful lesson I learned in that moment by a dear and wise friend.
Her brow furrowed in sadness as she looked at me. "Oh, Kate. You don't want people to hate her do you?"
Instantly, I was filled with shame. I could see in that moment who I was becoming. How ironic it was that I was there to teach lessons of love and forgiveness. Even more alarming, I realized the answer to her question was, "Yes." I wanted to win. I wanted to be more liked. I wanted people to hate her and like me. Perhaps one of the most sobering moments in my life was finding out I wasn't as humble, Christian, kind and forgiving as I thought I was.
From that moment on I decided to change. I made an effort to point out the good in that companion to all my future companions. It wasn't hard either because once I stopped feeling anger I could clearly see all the good she had done for me as well as others while we were together.
I wrote her a note and apologized for my behavior during our time together. I could now see things from her side and realize she wasn't the only one that was hard to live with.
This particular companion became someone for me who I truly admired. She taught with such conviction and love. Regardless if we got along perfectly or not, I never denied that. Many times I have been reminded that the mission experience was so much more for me to learn than it was for me to teach. I will forever be grateful for that and for two dear friends, one who taught me to forgive and another who forgave me.

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Joy Cometh After the Sorrow

 It was so neat today to be able to hear my friends and co-hosts of the living room talk about their experiences of feeling joy after great sorrow. Two of them shared their stories of giving birth to still born babies. I also shared a story of my friend whose five-year-old son drowned this summer. She said something so profound to me.

She said, "I couldn't believe how many people came up to me after my son died and told me similar stories. I had no idea so many people had and were suffering like me, but it did something for me. These were people that I knew as 'happy' people. It taught me that if they could still find joy after such a tremendous loss than maybe so could I."
In the middle of a crisis, loss, or hardship, it’s so difficult to remember what joy feels like (or even what “okay” feels like). In today's show, we share some stories of loss and hardships with the advantage of retrospect, to remind us all that there is light at the end of the tunnel, and a rainbow waiting to brighten even the stormiest of days—that sorrow really can turn to joy.
Join us in the living room today for our Joy Cometh After the Sorrow show.
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