It is late and I should be in bed. I have a meeting in the morning and March schedule that needs some serious attention. But I am sitting here at my "Computation Device" about to blog instead.
A few months ago my ward had a Service Auction. Everyone brought canned food for the food bank. "Money" was earned based on the ounces and amount of protein. Then they used said money to bid on acts of service the members of the ward were willing to delve out. It was so much fun and we gave tons of food to the Food Bank. All in all it was a very profitable night. My roommates and I decided to auction off a "Murder Mystery Dinner." All we needed was to have 4 guys in ward shell out the funds and we would show them a party they would not soon forget! We got the guys, we got the game so now the fun begins!
I LOVE to plan parties. Parties of all kinds, I am not picky. I love to pick or be given a theme and just go nuts. I have turned my living room into a 1920's bar with mood lighting and a heavy flapper flare. That same room has been a 1950's diner with a juke box, records, and leather jacket's. We (my totally AMAZING Sisters, Cousins and I) turned my brothers unfinished basement into a 50's dance hall for my Aunt's 50th birthday! We spray painted the cement floor into a checkerboard pattern, Michelle painted music notes on the walls, we had a Record Cake, and Elvis came to entertain. Everyone in attendance wore poodle skirts and saddle oxfords! I love the entire process of getting ready for the main event!! We also had the Mocktail Party that was meant to be a more classy affair. There was not much decorating that went into that one but the planning was so much fun! We planned the drinks we were going to serve, the way to set up the bar and what appetizers to make. All of which is so much fun in my world! I lay awake at night thinking of how we could do this or change that! I LOVE IT!!!
So now it is time again to plan and get ready for another party! We (Launa, Ashlee Katie and I) headed to the big party store ZURCHERS to get some decorations for the dinner on Friday! It is Wild West Theme. So we went all out on this one. There will be a Jail, Wanted Posters, A Long Horn Cow Head, The infamous Skull, Boots, Cacti, tin dishes for dinner, the bathroom will be turned into an Outhouse. And perhaps my favorite part...Saloon doors for the front door and a Horse that will be tied up to the "Hitchin' Post" on the porch! (It is a paper horse so please don't anybody call PETA on us) Needless to say I am pretty excited for this party!!! We will have so much fun and I know the guys that are coming have no idea what to expect. This makes it even better! They will have a fantastic 4 course meal, lots of laughs, do some detective work and maybe even find out they were the MURDER!!! What more could they want??
If anybody reads this and needs a party thrown! I would love to help you! My cousins and I have been saying for years we need to open a business! I am pretty sure that would be the coolest job in the world! But until then I will continue to draw blood, fix the March schedule and go to meetings. But there is nothing to stop me form LOVING every minute of the parties I do get to throw together!!!
Monday, February 22, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
I am going to tell you a seceret...
The tourniquet is supposed to squeeze your arm! I know you are all shocked and awed by this secret. But please know that the general public is amazed by this fact. But in an entirely different way! I can not tell you how many times in my 10 hour shift I hear something along these lines... "Wow that is tight." "Is that supposed to be so snug?" "Ouch that really hurts." "That is really pinching my arm!" I just want to look at them and say "Really? That means it is working."
Let me give you a small lesson on tourniquet use.
A tourniquet is a rubber band (for lack of a better term). I being the phlebotomist will tie this strip of rubber around you arm. It will most likely not feel like something you want to wear everyday or for a long period of time. However the 1-5 Min's it will be on your arm will not kill you. I promise you, it won't. And can you even imagine how embarrassed you would be on the other side. And for your response to the "How did you die" question to be "A Tourniquet!" Come on buck up Little Camper!
OK moving on.
Once I have palpated and found a juicy vein. This vein being juicy because the tourniquet is pooling the blood. So when I pierce said vein with a needle it will have some blood to suck out! You see even though the tourniquet is not something you want to add as an accessory to your outfit for the day. It really is your friend and is only there to help you out! Because trying to get blood out a dry vein is not fun for anybody. It is something like trying to get the last bit of honey out of that bear shaped bottle. It is slow coming and can be painful! So my friends next time that rubber band is causing you a bit of pain. Just remember it is really your friend! And remember if it is hurting...it is working!
Become one with your tourniquet. And please stop telling me it tight. You see I know...I tied it!
Let me give you a small lesson on tourniquet use.
A tourniquet is a rubber band (for lack of a better term). I being the phlebotomist will tie this strip of rubber around you arm. It will most likely not feel like something you want to wear everyday or for a long period of time. However the 1-5 Min's it will be on your arm will not kill you. I promise you, it won't. And can you even imagine how embarrassed you would be on the other side. And for your response to the "How did you die" question to be "A Tourniquet!" Come on buck up Little Camper!
OK moving on.
Once I have palpated and found a juicy vein. This vein being juicy because the tourniquet is pooling the blood. So when I pierce said vein with a needle it will have some blood to suck out! You see even though the tourniquet is not something you want to add as an accessory to your outfit for the day. It really is your friend and is only there to help you out! Because trying to get blood out a dry vein is not fun for anybody. It is something like trying to get the last bit of honey out of that bear shaped bottle. It is slow coming and can be painful! So my friends next time that rubber band is causing you a bit of pain. Just remember it is really your friend! And remember if it is hurting...it is working!
Become one with your tourniquet. And please stop telling me it tight. You see I know...I tied it!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
What have I gotten myself into?
The good news is this...I no longer feel like roadkill!!! I was taken off display on Monday morning. I was told I was the applicant chosen to be the Phlebotomy Supervisor at Logan Regional Hospital!!! I am so super excited and freaked out by this. I have so many ideas of what I want to not only change but IMPROVE. I want so badly for everyone to enjoy coming to work again! I want to have a good, trusting relationship with my department. I know it will be hard work and I will spend many many hours getting things done. But I know it will be rewarding and I will find great joy in the happiness my department feels.
So the rest of the lab was told on Tuesday night. I spent most of the day dodging questions and pleading the 5th. I was so relieved when the email was sent and I no longer needed to avoid all eye contact. Everyone seems to have welcomed the change with open arms. I have been congratulated by so many people and I know they are all pulling for me. So that is helping my nerves to calm down a bit. I work with some really great people and I look forward working closer with some of them.
The Phlebs seem to be really excited about the change. I know they will be bringing lots of concerns and things to my attention. I am just happy to be in a position where they feel they can come to me! I am so excited to get to know them on a different level and help them succeed. We have a great group of people in the department and I am excited to see the teamwork deepen.
I knew that everyone would have their own ideas of what can be improved on. But I will have to get used to being stopped in the hallway for a quick "Can I talk to you for a minute?" But I would much rather be in the loop than out of it!
There are so many new things coming out in the Lab. I am excited to be a part of the planning process. And even if this means lots of meetings, long days and late nights. I am ready and willing. I know this will be for sure one of the hardest things I have ever done. I know it will be worth it!
So when I am feeling really bogged down and discouraged. Because I know those days will come. Please remind me of this post and ask me to go read it! I have written this to remind myself that I got myself into this and I am going to make it work! But I needed to write the warm fuzzy thoughts now so I can refer back to them later! After all this entire process is going to be all about planning ahead!
So the rest of the lab was told on Tuesday night. I spent most of the day dodging questions and pleading the 5th. I was so relieved when the email was sent and I no longer needed to avoid all eye contact. Everyone seems to have welcomed the change with open arms. I have been congratulated by so many people and I know they are all pulling for me. So that is helping my nerves to calm down a bit. I work with some really great people and I look forward working closer with some of them.
The Phlebs seem to be really excited about the change. I know they will be bringing lots of concerns and things to my attention. I am just happy to be in a position where they feel they can come to me! I am so excited to get to know them on a different level and help them succeed. We have a great group of people in the department and I am excited to see the teamwork deepen.
I knew that everyone would have their own ideas of what can be improved on. But I will have to get used to being stopped in the hallway for a quick "Can I talk to you for a minute?" But I would much rather be in the loop than out of it!
There are so many new things coming out in the Lab. I am excited to be a part of the planning process. And even if this means lots of meetings, long days and late nights. I am ready and willing. I know this will be for sure one of the hardest things I have ever done. I know it will be worth it!
So when I am feeling really bogged down and discouraged. Because I know those days will come. Please remind me of this post and ask me to go read it! I have written this to remind myself that I got myself into this and I am going to make it work! But I needed to write the warm fuzzy thoughts now so I can refer back to them later! After all this entire process is going to be all about planning ahead!
Friday, January 22, 2010
I feel somewhat like ROADKILL...
So before I started this post there were a few things I needed. Not a couple things I could really go for at the moment. These are serious NEEDS! I needed some good old fashioned Sunshine, so I opened the blinds. OK there is not much Sunshine to be found out there today, however having the blinds open is better than nothing. Next NEED was an Ice Cold Diet Coke! It is somewhat disturbing to me the amount of comfort I can find within that tin can! The cracking sound that means happiness is only seconds away is music to me ears! Next NEED was some good music playing in the background. So I hit play on the New Carrie Underwood Cd. She seems to know what my life is like.
OK now I am ready to get a few things off my chest! Brace yourselves folks this may not be all Rainbows and Ponies!
I know everyone has driven past Roadkill in their day. Not a pretty sight in the least. But lets take a minute to think about that poor dead animal. Lets say it was a deer. The poor thing has decided to do something scary and cross the road. They gave their all. And in the last moment it was all over. Now it is laying there in the open for everyone to look at as they past. And that is not the worst part. Now the poor thing will be picked apart by anything that wants a piece! Then wait to be picked up off the road and no longer on display for all passersby!
OK so I am sure you are wondering what in the heck I am talking about! Well I will tell you...
Over a year ago I applied for the Phlebotomy Supervisor position. I was not chosen for the job. However before I was told the news, I was told how perfect I was for the job. How I was just what they were looking for. BUT... Not perfect enough I guess! Instead the job went a Man we called Captain. And that was not all I was told. But that in addition my help was needed in training him. He was not easy to work with. It was a really long year and most of the team is not in a good place. Well he resigned last week so the position was now open again...
I was not sure I wanted to go through that all over again. The interview process was grueling and not really something I was looking forward to repeating. I did a lot of soul searching, talking to others and giving into the request from many people that I apply again. So I hit send on the computer and waited...
I was told there would be a 2 part interview process this time. A group interview and then an individual interview. Well that sounds like a lot of fun right? NO not at all. I was also told I needed to have a presentation ready for the group interview. This keeps getting better and better. What else can we do?!?!
There were 3 of us that are in the running for the position and we are all friends. But now we are in the competition. And I for one hated it. I know we could all do a good job in the position and anything is better than the last supervisor we had. But I would not be trying if I did not want it. So I tried to put on my poker face and charm the panel. I felt like I did a great job in the group interview. I walked out feeling good about my presentation and that meant going into the individual would be easier now...I hoped.
I was first to do the second interview, I had about 5 minutes to regroup and get my thoughts together. Then it was show time. I was nervous at best. It is really hard to interview for people you know. These people all know me on many different levels. The questions were hard, 2 and sometimes 3 parts to each one. But I did the very best I could. I had an answer for each question that was thrown my way. There were lots of notes being taken and heads nodding in agreement. Or at least that is why I like to think they were nodding. Then it was all over, I had presented myself to the people who would be making this decision. I felt good, sick, relieved, stressed, happy, nauseous, and nervous all at the same time. Just so you are aware this is a hard way to be feeling.
And now we just wait. And wait. And wait. I keep checking my email, have my phone nearby and nerves all in a funk. I keep thinking in the next hour I will hear something, anything. But no, nothing so far. I truly believe any one of the candidates are capable of doing the job and doing it well. But who am i trying to kid...I want the job. And I KNOW I will do a great job. I just hope they feel the same way!
So you see I feel like ROADKILL... I did something really scary. I gave my all. And now I am just out there wide open for everyone to pick apart. And there is nothing more I can do about it. But wait for somebody to give me the news that I am no longer on display!
OK now I am ready to get a few things off my chest! Brace yourselves folks this may not be all Rainbows and Ponies!
I know everyone has driven past Roadkill in their day. Not a pretty sight in the least. But lets take a minute to think about that poor dead animal. Lets say it was a deer. The poor thing has decided to do something scary and cross the road. They gave their all. And in the last moment it was all over. Now it is laying there in the open for everyone to look at as they past. And that is not the worst part. Now the poor thing will be picked apart by anything that wants a piece! Then wait to be picked up off the road and no longer on display for all passersby!
OK so I am sure you are wondering what in the heck I am talking about! Well I will tell you...
Over a year ago I applied for the Phlebotomy Supervisor position. I was not chosen for the job. However before I was told the news, I was told how perfect I was for the job. How I was just what they were looking for. BUT... Not perfect enough I guess! Instead the job went a Man we called Captain. And that was not all I was told. But that in addition my help was needed in training him. He was not easy to work with. It was a really long year and most of the team is not in a good place. Well he resigned last week so the position was now open again...
I was not sure I wanted to go through that all over again. The interview process was grueling and not really something I was looking forward to repeating. I did a lot of soul searching, talking to others and giving into the request from many people that I apply again. So I hit send on the computer and waited...
I was told there would be a 2 part interview process this time. A group interview and then an individual interview. Well that sounds like a lot of fun right? NO not at all. I was also told I needed to have a presentation ready for the group interview. This keeps getting better and better. What else can we do?!?!
There were 3 of us that are in the running for the position and we are all friends. But now we are in the competition. And I for one hated it. I know we could all do a good job in the position and anything is better than the last supervisor we had. But I would not be trying if I did not want it. So I tried to put on my poker face and charm the panel. I felt like I did a great job in the group interview. I walked out feeling good about my presentation and that meant going into the individual would be easier now...I hoped.
I was first to do the second interview, I had about 5 minutes to regroup and get my thoughts together. Then it was show time. I was nervous at best. It is really hard to interview for people you know. These people all know me on many different levels. The questions were hard, 2 and sometimes 3 parts to each one. But I did the very best I could. I had an answer for each question that was thrown my way. There were lots of notes being taken and heads nodding in agreement. Or at least that is why I like to think they were nodding. Then it was all over, I had presented myself to the people who would be making this decision. I felt good, sick, relieved, stressed, happy, nauseous, and nervous all at the same time. Just so you are aware this is a hard way to be feeling.
And now we just wait. And wait. And wait. I keep checking my email, have my phone nearby and nerves all in a funk. I keep thinking in the next hour I will hear something, anything. But no, nothing so far. I truly believe any one of the candidates are capable of doing the job and doing it well. But who am i trying to kid...I want the job. And I KNOW I will do a great job. I just hope they feel the same way!
So you see I feel like ROADKILL... I did something really scary. I gave my all. And now I am just out there wide open for everyone to pick apart. And there is nothing more I can do about it. But wait for somebody to give me the news that I am no longer on display!
Monday, January 4, 2010
I will not say you are incompetent, but I will think it!
So as of late I have had a really hard time with my job. I love my patients and most of my co-workers. But I have a noticed I have really hard time getting there. Not that I am ever late or anything like that. Please what do you take me for??? However I am not excited in the least to be clocked in for the next 10.5 hours. And once I am ready to work I feel the need for an attitude adjustment rather quickly. I know there are a number of reasons why I feel this way. And while these are not the reason for this post I will mention just a few. We are always getting more added to our plate and never anything removed, we are spread so thin that we are almost see through, We are asked to 70-80 patients a day and not allow our wait time to get out of hand, my boss is totally lame, every patient seems to have some place to be 5 minutes ago and this is somehow our fault, and everyone needs us "right this minute" We are only 2 girls trying to do the very best we can. So a little slack in the line would be much appreciated.
But even on days that are totally nuts and I want to throw in the towel. I know there will be a moment that will make it all worth it. The key is just getting there. Well today I was so embarrassed but this "Moment" that I thought I needed to share it!
So for those who don't know I draw blood all day long. My "draw room" was once a hallway and therefor is rather cramped and can get tricky from time to time. Staff from all the offices and patients are always passing through. Today was one of those times. Carrie and I were totally swamped and I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I took a patient in to my "draw room" and proceeded to find a vein, gather my supplies, tie the tourniquet, wipe the area with an alcohol wipe and stick the needle ever so smoothly into his skin. He began to get nervous when there was no sight of blood, but regained his composure when the red liquid began to fill the tube. I was making small talk and trying to pass the time while I gathered the sample. It came time to release the tourniquet and withdraw the needle when it hit me like a ton of bricks...I was completely alone in "draw room" not a soul was to be seen or heard and I could not find my cotton ball. All I could think was it must have fallen on the floor. I was looking around rather nervously because without the cotton ball the needle would be stying in my patients arm. He asked what he could do to help, what he could hold so I could reach the cotton ball container. Which happened to be across the room. But you see I could not just turn my needle over to this patient or any patient for that matter. So I just stood there mind racing trying to come up with a solution. Then I heard Suzanne talking in the other room. So I did what any of you would have done and I yelled for help. "Uh...Suzanne? Could you help me out and give me a cotton ball?" She came to my rescue very helpful and full of snide remarks..."I will not say you are incompetent. But I will think it."( You would have to know her but I know this was said with love.) Well I guess I had that coming! Because as I removed the needle and finished the draw I felt something In my hand...you guessed it the cotton ball I was sure I had dropped. It was there all the time and I had freaked this poor man out for no reason. I am pretty sure I have not felt that stupid in a really long time. I decided there was no need to do damage control because this patient would most likely make another trip before having me draw his blood again! So I simply apologized and sent him on his way.
I think I need a paid vacation or some sort of drug. And preferably before I get an all inclusive trip to the BHU!
I think I will be using those words a lot. I have a list of a few people it would give me great pleasur to say "I will not say you are incompetent, but I will think it!" I can see that as a stress releiver for sure. So today I am thankful for small areas, to many patients and co-workers who make coming to work worth it!
But even on days that are totally nuts and I want to throw in the towel. I know there will be a moment that will make it all worth it. The key is just getting there. Well today I was so embarrassed but this "Moment" that I thought I needed to share it!
So for those who don't know I draw blood all day long. My "draw room" was once a hallway and therefor is rather cramped and can get tricky from time to time. Staff from all the offices and patients are always passing through. Today was one of those times. Carrie and I were totally swamped and I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I took a patient in to my "draw room" and proceeded to find a vein, gather my supplies, tie the tourniquet, wipe the area with an alcohol wipe and stick the needle ever so smoothly into his skin. He began to get nervous when there was no sight of blood, but regained his composure when the red liquid began to fill the tube. I was making small talk and trying to pass the time while I gathered the sample. It came time to release the tourniquet and withdraw the needle when it hit me like a ton of bricks...I was completely alone in "draw room" not a soul was to be seen or heard and I could not find my cotton ball. All I could think was it must have fallen on the floor. I was looking around rather nervously because without the cotton ball the needle would be stying in my patients arm. He asked what he could do to help, what he could hold so I could reach the cotton ball container. Which happened to be across the room. But you see I could not just turn my needle over to this patient or any patient for that matter. So I just stood there mind racing trying to come up with a solution. Then I heard Suzanne talking in the other room. So I did what any of you would have done and I yelled for help. "Uh...Suzanne? Could you help me out and give me a cotton ball?" She came to my rescue very helpful and full of snide remarks..."I will not say you are incompetent. But I will think it."( You would have to know her but I know this was said with love.) Well I guess I had that coming! Because as I removed the needle and finished the draw I felt something In my hand...you guessed it the cotton ball I was sure I had dropped. It was there all the time and I had freaked this poor man out for no reason. I am pretty sure I have not felt that stupid in a really long time. I decided there was no need to do damage control because this patient would most likely make another trip before having me draw his blood again! So I simply apologized and sent him on his way.
I think I need a paid vacation or some sort of drug. And preferably before I get an all inclusive trip to the BHU!
I think I will be using those words a lot. I have a list of a few people it would give me great pleasur to say "I will not say you are incompetent, but I will think it!" I can see that as a stress releiver for sure. So today I am thankful for small areas, to many patients and co-workers who make coming to work worth it!
Sunday, January 3, 2010
The time has come...
The walrus said to speak of many things. Of snails and ships and ceiling wax and cabbages and kings. I am only kidding about all that. I will not devote an entire post to this poem or whatever it is. All I know is that my dad used to say it all the time! So now that I have enjoyed a trip down memory lane for a minute I will be moving on.
It is the start of a new year. And this brings about lots of Resolutions. Oh... the dreaded word, the one that makes you think of all the things you did not get done last year. The word that gets us all excited for a little while and then is quickly forgotten. But not this year!!! I have decided that the best way to stick to them is write them down. So this is more for me than anything else.
2010...
I will read my scriptures daily.
I will pray morning and night, and not the "I will just pray laying down tonight."
I will continue to be a Full Tithe Payer.
I will go through the Temple.
I will read the entire Book of Mormon.
I will be better at keeping a journal. (I know somebody will want to read my life story someday.)
I want to make random acts of service a part of me everyday life.
I will exercise regularly. And learn to like it!
I will loose XX pounds!!!! (I love you all but I am not sure I am comfortable telling the world this number.) But know that when it starts coming off I will post those numbers proudly!
I will pay off all debts, but my car will take longer than a year.
I will save money. So I can start school back up in the fall!! RN is in the works!
I know there are lots of things I can improve on in my life. But I feel this is a good place to start. I am more excited to get to work on this list than I ever have been before. I am ready for big changes to happen in my life. However I know there are things I can do to help them along! I am going to try and look at this year as a blank slate that I get to decorate the way I see fit. I am ready 2010, lets see what you have in store for me!
It is the start of a new year. And this brings about lots of Resolutions. Oh... the dreaded word, the one that makes you think of all the things you did not get done last year. The word that gets us all excited for a little while and then is quickly forgotten. But not this year!!! I have decided that the best way to stick to them is write them down. So this is more for me than anything else.
2010...
I will read my scriptures daily.
I will pray morning and night, and not the "I will just pray laying down tonight."
I will continue to be a Full Tithe Payer.
I will go through the Temple.
I will read the entire Book of Mormon.
I will be better at keeping a journal. (I know somebody will want to read my life story someday.)
I want to make random acts of service a part of me everyday life.
I will exercise regularly. And learn to like it!
I will loose XX pounds!!!! (I love you all but I am not sure I am comfortable telling the world this number.) But know that when it starts coming off I will post those numbers proudly!
I will pay off all debts, but my car will take longer than a year.
I will save money. So I can start school back up in the fall!! RN is in the works!
I know there are lots of things I can improve on in my life. But I feel this is a good place to start. I am more excited to get to work on this list than I ever have been before. I am ready for big changes to happen in my life. However I know there are things I can do to help them along! I am going to try and look at this year as a blank slate that I get to decorate the way I see fit. I am ready 2010, lets see what you have in store for me!
Thursday, December 24, 2009
What matters MOST...
I have been meaning to write this post all week. But things kept popping up and blogging got pushed back. Here it is Christmas Eve and I have a few moments to get some thoughts out of my head and onto my screen. People used to say "out of my head and onto paper." But times are changing I suppose.
My ward choir sang O Holy Night last week in Sacrament meeting. It was absolutely beautiful, if I do say so myself. Launa is our choir director and she did some "Tweaking" to add in a harmony part and some Violin parts. I was in the choir and I loved that. However I do wish I could have been in congregation and just listen. The words are amazing and the Spirit is so strong when ever I hear that song. My favorite line is "His law is love, and His gospel is peace." So simple, profound and thought provoking. That got me to thinking there is always one line or phrase in a song that seems to speaks to you. I love Christmas and I adore the Christmas music that is always played this time of year.
So I have decided to look over my favorite Christmas songs and find that "Line that speaks to me." After all they are all about the wonderful gift we were given so many years ago. When our Savior was born as a tiny baby, in a stable because there was no room for Him in the Inn. May we always have room for him in our lives.
Joy to the World- Let the earth receive her King! Let every heart prepare him room.
Oh, Come All Ye Faithful- Son of the Father, now in flesh appearing.
Silent Night- Son of God, loves pure light
Angels We Have Hear on High- Come, adore on bended knee Christ the Lord the new-born King.
Away in a Manger- Be near me lord Jesus; I ask thee to stay close by me forever and love me I pray.
Oh Little Town of Bethlehem- The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.
Hark The Herald Angels Sing- Born that man no more may die.
The First Noel- And to the earth it gave great light, and so it continued both day and night.
I heard the Bells on Christmas Day- God is not dead, nor doth he sleep.
All of these songs remind me of what the season is all about. I am so thankful for my loving Heavenly Father who sent his son, my Savior to the earth so I can return to live with him someday. I often think how can he love me that much?? I am just one person among the millions on the earth. Yet somehow He does. We are all his children and he wants us all back. I know that the true meaning of Christmas is not what may be wrapped for me under the tree but rather what I feel in my heart. I love Christmas it is my most favorite time of the year. Because everyone seems to be kinder, more understanding and loving. I hope to carry the feeling I have felt this season with me all year!
My ward choir sang O Holy Night last week in Sacrament meeting. It was absolutely beautiful, if I do say so myself. Launa is our choir director and she did some "Tweaking" to add in a harmony part and some Violin parts. I was in the choir and I loved that. However I do wish I could have been in congregation and just listen. The words are amazing and the Spirit is so strong when ever I hear that song. My favorite line is "His law is love, and His gospel is peace." So simple, profound and thought provoking. That got me to thinking there is always one line or phrase in a song that seems to speaks to you. I love Christmas and I adore the Christmas music that is always played this time of year.
So I have decided to look over my favorite Christmas songs and find that "Line that speaks to me." After all they are all about the wonderful gift we were given so many years ago. When our Savior was born as a tiny baby, in a stable because there was no room for Him in the Inn. May we always have room for him in our lives.
Joy to the World- Let the earth receive her King! Let every heart prepare him room.
Oh, Come All Ye Faithful- Son of the Father, now in flesh appearing.
Silent Night- Son of God, loves pure light
Angels We Have Hear on High- Come, adore on bended knee Christ the Lord the new-born King.
Away in a Manger- Be near me lord Jesus; I ask thee to stay close by me forever and love me I pray.
Oh Little Town of Bethlehem- The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.
Hark The Herald Angels Sing- Born that man no more may die.
The First Noel- And to the earth it gave great light, and so it continued both day and night.
I heard the Bells on Christmas Day- God is not dead, nor doth he sleep.
All of these songs remind me of what the season is all about. I am so thankful for my loving Heavenly Father who sent his son, my Savior to the earth so I can return to live with him someday. I often think how can he love me that much?? I am just one person among the millions on the earth. Yet somehow He does. We are all his children and he wants us all back. I know that the true meaning of Christmas is not what may be wrapped for me under the tree but rather what I feel in my heart. I love Christmas it is my most favorite time of the year. Because everyone seems to be kinder, more understanding and loving. I hope to carry the feeling I have felt this season with me all year!
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