Sunday Scripts: October 11th, 2020

Sunday already!

I stayed up until midnight last night working on the Young Women Newsletter.

This morning, Jon took Lizzie and Bryce to the church building.  The church meeting was broadcasted on Zoom.  The only ones in the building were Jon, Lizzie, Bryce, the 2 speakers, and 2 members of their family.  That's it!  Jon conducted the meeting as a member of the Bishopric, Lizzie played the prelude music and said the opening prayer.  I was very proud of her!  The rest of us watched the meeting from home.  After the meeting I recorded the kids' primary program talks.  They were supposed to talk about something that they learned from the Book of Mormon.  They did such a great job and I was very proud of them. 

The Relief Society gave us a talk to read and comment on.  I feel like I am the only one who ever comments.  Honestly, I feel embarrassed about it.  I feel like erasing every comment that I write.  Sometimes I pour my heart out and no one "likes it" or responds to it.  It must makes me feel like everyone must really hate me.  I know that's probably not true, but it feels like it sometimes.   I'm mostly just embarrassed that I am constantly opening up about some of my hard times...and to have no one respond is really difficult.  I wanted to open up about my hard times so that people don't assume that my life is perfect.  Everyone goes through hard times.  Maybe I am being insensitive by posting about my experiences when there are others all around who are suffering so much more.  I don't know...why else would people ignore me?

Anyway, here are my comments for the talk from last weekend by Elder Henry B. Eyering.  They are about my Mom, so I thought it would be a good thing to include it in here for our posterity:

This whole talk was amazing. This was one part that stuck out to me:

(President Eyering was talking about his Mother)

"At her funeral the last speaker was Elder Spencer W. Kimball. After saying something of her trials and her faithfulness, he said essentially this: “Some of you may wonder why Mildred had to suffer so much and so long. I will tell you why. It was because the Lord wanted to polish her a little more.”

When I heard this last week I thought of my own Mom. She was in and out of hospitals for the majority of my growing up years. Although those were some of my darkest times, they were her darkest times as well. She never got better. Even amidst the trials with her health she was ALWAYS thinking about and serving others. I think that was the only thing that kept her going for so long. She had a gift for recognizing those around her who were suffering and she did what she could to lift them up. She was a blessing to so many people.

She suffered for many years. The last year of her life was one of the worst. She was 52 years old. While dealing with her usual sickness, she ended up breaking her back. She was in excruciating pain and she wasn't healthy enough to be in a position to have the surgery to fix it. In addition, while at the dentist that year, the dentist accidentally dropped a small screwdriver in the back of her throat and she swallowed it. It got lodged in her intestines, causing more pain, and she hahave surgery to remove it, weakening her even more.

Her health continued to worsen until one day, 7.5 years ago, I got a call from my Dad telling me to get to Utah as soon as possible. I had a feeling that this was "it" for her. I grew up fearing this moment. My sister (Tara Creel) and I loaded up our 1-year-olds in the car and drove all night in an effort to make it to our Mom in time. We cried nearly the whole way. When I finally saw my Mom, I knew that it was going to be the worst day of my life. She was not able to speak, so we communicated through writing. Even in her deteriorating condition, she was concerned for her family.

Later that evening, my siblings and I kneeled together in a hotel room and, as the oldest sibling, I offered a prayer. I asked Heavenly Father to please end our Mom's suffering. Soon afterwards, I received a call from my Dad letting us know that she had passed.

Although this was a difficult polishing experience for me, I was beyond grateful that my Mom had finally completed her polishing experiences and that she could rest.

I have learned that we shouldn't wish away polishing experiences. They are there to help us reach our ultimate potential.

Anyway, I love and miss my Mom.  I am so blessed to have both of my parents.

On with the Scripts!

Elizabeth Over, Age 13

"Welcome to the Sunday Special.  Today my dear mother dearest said something very profound.  The words that escaped her lips will stay etched in my heart until the end of time.  Write something worth something.  Isn't that beautiful?  It just helps me with my understanding of the word.  General Conference was last week.  Speaking of beautiful sayings.  It was very fast, but very fantastic.  I got glasses.  I chose glasses and they will come in 3 weeks.  They look like Edna Mode glasses.  And I also got a haircut that also looks like Edna Mode.  See the pattern here?  And I like bacon, which is kind of related to Edna Mode because her nose looks like a pig.  The song that is stuck in my head is called, "Jesu joy of mans desire"...maybe.  I've been learning how to play it.  It's excellent, you know?  I'm making a very fuzzy hat, made out of baby velvet silk yarn.  Very soft!  We went out to eat at Sharkey's.  I ate chicken with rice and yummy yams.  Yum, yum in my tum, tum.  I also had some nachos that the boys had.  They also gave us healthy churros.  Which were....interesting.  Real churros are better.  I drank water with ice.  Then we went to Sam's Club aftewards.  We bought food.  And stuff.  I have been doing school online.  10 hours a week, plus Accellus on the other days.  Along with my other work and assignments.  Google Meets is better than Zoom.  Zoom just reminds me of that weird super hero movie on Netflix.  I did a mutual activity.  I played the word game...scattegories.  The one word I remember is "skinny jeans" for some reason.  And I guess that's all for today, folks.  Farewell."

Bryce Over, Age 11

"Question of the day:  Would you rather fight Zombie-sized chickens or Chicken-sized Zombies?  Choose wisely.  This week I played with Legos, I ate a sandwich, I had chips, we finished Kora.  I think Kora is the worst avatar in history.  I went to church today.  I went to the bathroom in the girls bathroom without realizing it. There were 7 people there, including me.  It was good because I felt the spirit.  It felt warm. The talks were about...I don't remember.  Faith, not fear.  Lizzie knows how to play the organ.  I think the organ is hard to play because you have to play with your feet and I am not very good at muli-tasking.  I did a math test and I got 100% on it.  It makes me feel good because I worked hard.  And I knew the answers to the questions because I reviewed the test a bunch times.  I like to eat apple pie with ice cream with sprinkles, little tiny chocolate sprinkles with a cherry on top.  I like to eat to eat jalapeno cheddar corn dogs, extra hot, with ketchup on top.  I like to eat sausage with whipped cream.  And bacon with syrup.  And Lizzie likes italian sausage and italian chicken sausage, which is gross.  I don't like italian sausage because a couple of years ago I ate some and before I knew it it was on the floor.  That means I puked.  It tasted weird.  Pumpkin pie is one of my favorites."

Mason Over, Age 8

"Today is Sunday.  A couple of days ago I got the Hidden Side App.  And I can't be a hunter so I have to be a ghost.  We made witch fingers.  I don't like them.  They looked good when they weren't cooked.  When they were cooked they looked terrible.  The slimer has no arms.  Tomorrow is Monday.  Then it's Tuesday.  My talk was about the Tree of Life and the Iron Rod.  The iron rod is the word of God and you can grow closer to Jesus Christ by reading scriptures and praying."

Caitlyn Over, Age 6

"Today I am going to be talking about my whole life.  And I talked about Samuel the Lamanite.  And me and Mason build a fort.  And Samuel the Lamanite tried to go and teach the people about Jesus.  And that's it for today.  No!  We went out to eat and watched "The Witches"."

William Over, Age 4

"I love everyone.  And even I love Mommy.  And we say prayers every day.  I love Mommy.  And Jesus is kind.  We can make a puppet store.  And that I'm [laying with Mason's playmobile.  I'm so glad that Mason can give me the playmobile.  I can't keep it though.  I can always be good.  We say prayers every day.  And each day.  We do Come Follow Me.  We always can say prayers whetever we want to say.  And I'm going to get my playmobile ghostbusters with green slime and a playmobile car.  And I always can be with the family.  And in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."

Lizzie found these pictures today and I wanted to post them...for posterity, ha ha.