Monica at The Yummy Life had a recipe I wanted to try: Vegan Bulgogi. I didn't make the Bulgogi but just the sauce this time. I will wait until South Carolina for the Bulgogi itself. I do not have a high tolerance for disappointing people with the supper menu so this seemed like a great idea--the waiting for the bulgogi. Son #3 says he eats bulgogi for lunch occasionally when going out with co-workers. I do not think his progeny has a taste for it yet.
This is her Everyday Sauce recipe the way I made it.
1 1/2 cups soy sauce
3/4 cup sugar
1/4 cup toasted sesame oil
6+ garlic cloves
2 inches fresh ginger
1 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes
1/3 cup chopped green onions
Put all these items in your blender and blend until smooth. Store in glass jars in the refrigerator. Shake before using.
It is a good idea to label the jar covers so there are no unpleasant surprises for people who happen to open the refrigerator looking for hot fudge sauce...
Wednesday, July 31, 2019
Korean Bulgogi Sauce
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Korean Bulgogi Sauce
Tuesday, July 30, 2019
Evening Wildlife
On one of our last evenings in Vermont we were sitting at the table eating supper. A lovely doe white-tailed deer walked across the yard right in front of us. I rushed to the east door to the porch and there she was just munching her way across the yard! Her tail was flipping like crazy. Deer flies are a real problem this year, and they were really after her. Poor thing.
It was such a joy to see her. I suspect we won't see a lot of wildlife in our backyard in South Carolina. Unless it is alligators, which I am hoping will NOT be there. I questioned the real estate agent about alligators in the pond at the back of our property. He was rather evasive...yikes.
It was such a joy to see her. I suspect we won't see a lot of wildlife in our backyard in South Carolina. Unless it is alligators, which I am hoping will NOT be there. I questioned the real estate agent about alligators in the pond at the back of our property. He was rather evasive...yikes.
Monday, July 29, 2019
Munchie Monday: Hot Fudge Sauce
Going over the edge sweets-wise the other day, I gathered the ingredients for this fudge sauce. It turned out really well.
In a medium sized sauce pan put 2/3 cup heavy cream, 1/2 cup light corn syrup, 1/3 cup brown sugar, 1/4 cup unsweetened baking cocoa and 1/2 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips.
Bring to a boil over medium heat, stirring. Reduce the heat to simmer the syrup for about 5 minutes, stirring off and on, then remove from heat. Add another 1/2 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips ( 1 cup total) and 2 Tablespoons butter. Add vanilla if you want. I didn't. Stir until smooth. Pour over anything you like. We put it over ice cream, but it would be good over lots of things, such as cake. Or even bread pudding, though that might be a bit much...
You most likely will have some left over so when you are ready to use it again, you might want to warm it up for about 30 seconds, maybe a minute, in the microwave. No more than a minute, though. Don't test me on this one. It would be a sad thing to have the sauce rise up and over your container in the microwave if it is there too long. Several short warm-ups are better than one long one. Trust me on this.
In a medium sized sauce pan put 2/3 cup heavy cream, 1/2 cup light corn syrup, 1/3 cup brown sugar, 1/4 cup unsweetened baking cocoa and 1/2 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips.
Bring to a boil over medium heat, stirring. Reduce the heat to simmer the syrup for about 5 minutes, stirring off and on, then remove from heat. Add another 1/2 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips ( 1 cup total) and 2 Tablespoons butter. Add vanilla if you want. I didn't. Stir until smooth. Pour over anything you like. We put it over ice cream, but it would be good over lots of things, such as cake. Or even bread pudding, though that might be a bit much...
You most likely will have some left over so when you are ready to use it again, you might want to warm it up for about 30 seconds, maybe a minute, in the microwave. No more than a minute, though. Don't test me on this one. It would be a sad thing to have the sauce rise up and over your container in the microwave if it is there too long. Several short warm-ups are better than one long one. Trust me on this.
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munchie Monday
Friday, July 26, 2019
Food Friday: Spicy Thai Peanut Sauce
Last week I wanted to make some spring rolls. I love them. Particularly with a spicy peanut sauce. There are as many peanut sauce recipes as there are people, I think. This is the one I concocted.
Spicy Thai Peanut Sauce
1 cup peanut butter
1/3 cup soy sauce
2 Tablespoons rice wine vinegar
3 cloves garlic
2 Tablespoons sriracha
2 Tablespoons fresh ginger
2/3 cup water
Put all these things in your blender with the liquid ingredients first. Blend until super smooth. Enjoy with your spring rolls. Then use any leftovers as a salad dressing. This is especially good on kale/onion/broccoli/celery salad!
Spicy Thai Peanut Sauce
1 cup peanut butter
1/3 cup soy sauce
2 Tablespoons rice wine vinegar
3 cloves garlic
2 Tablespoons sriracha
2 Tablespoons fresh ginger
2/3 cup water
Put all these things in your blender with the liquid ingredients first. Blend until super smooth. Enjoy with your spring rolls. Then use any leftovers as a salad dressing. This is especially good on kale/onion/broccoli/celery salad!
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peanut sauce,
spicy,
Thai
Thursday, July 25, 2019
Almost Ready For The Truck!
In less than forty-eight hours the UPack truck will be pulling into our driveway to be loaded. Friday night we are inviting people to come help us load. We are just about ready for that event. Still more things in the cellar plus the things in our bedroom need to come down, but those are pretty much last minute things.
One thing I decided to do is to put all the clothing, etc I need until 7 August (which is probably the latest that the truck will arrive at our house in South Carolina) in my carry-on bag and everything else will go in my big suitcase and be packed onto the truck. The idea is meant to please Dear One who does not want to have a heavy car for this run to South Carolina. The trip to Oregon was a totally full and heavy car. The trip to Vermont was pretty much the same, only a little lighter. This time, maybe only a few things in the car. We shall see.
This is the view from the stairs...only a small part of the stuff. J and A will be SO HAPPY to get back their living room. It has been a trial for everyone to have no living room for almost a month Almost back to normal.
So--48 hours to loading time, then 36 hours after that we head south. We will be going to my sister's house for a couple of days to visit, decompress, and to help a friend with family history concerns, then on to the end of the road in Sumter, South Carolina. After which another side of the real work begins...the truck will show up with our stuff, we will unload into the garage, then box by box move the contents to their final resting places. We will acquire furnishings piece by piece as we are able. (This is just to give fair warning that visitors will get to sleep on the floor for the foreseeable future...!)
One thing I decided to do is to put all the clothing, etc I need until 7 August (which is probably the latest that the truck will arrive at our house in South Carolina) in my carry-on bag and everything else will go in my big suitcase and be packed onto the truck. The idea is meant to please Dear One who does not want to have a heavy car for this run to South Carolina. The trip to Oregon was a totally full and heavy car. The trip to Vermont was pretty much the same, only a little lighter. This time, maybe only a few things in the car. We shall see.
This is the view from the stairs...only a small part of the stuff. J and A will be SO HAPPY to get back their living room. It has been a trial for everyone to have no living room for almost a month Almost back to normal.
So--48 hours to loading time, then 36 hours after that we head south. We will be going to my sister's house for a couple of days to visit, decompress, and to help a friend with family history concerns, then on to the end of the road in Sumter, South Carolina. After which another side of the real work begins...the truck will show up with our stuff, we will unload into the garage, then box by box move the contents to their final resting places. We will acquire furnishings piece by piece as we are able. (This is just to give fair warning that visitors will get to sleep on the floor for the foreseeable future...!)
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Moving
Wednesday, July 24, 2019
Watch Out!
It has been necessary to refill several prescriptions since we returned to Vermont. One of them came in two bottles with a note that suppliers had changed so the pills, though the same dosage, looked different. I found that out for myself this morning when I was apportioning the pills into the little pill box I use to keep track of which pills to take when.
Really there was no problem until I put the little round pill in the middle into the bottle with the same color oval pills on the left. THEY ARE NOT THE SAME PRESCRIPTION!!! Fortunately I noticed the bottle before I closed up shop on the project.
The little light green round pill is the same as the bright green oval pill. I did get them pulled out of the other bottle and now all is well. I am not sure what might have happened if I had left them as I had mis-mixed them, BUT now I don't have to worry.
So...be watchful when you are doing your pills. Probably a better idea would be to get into perfect health so no pills are necessary. I am working on that. At least I am working on it after a fashion. Being home it has been a joy to be with beloved friends and family. We often meet and eat. I have not gotten the habit of very little food yet, but the last few days have noted that as I have been too busy to do much eating the blood sugar has been much happier. May this continue...
Really there was no problem until I put the little round pill in the middle into the bottle with the same color oval pills on the left. THEY ARE NOT THE SAME PRESCRIPTION!!! Fortunately I noticed the bottle before I closed up shop on the project.
The little light green round pill is the same as the bright green oval pill. I did get them pulled out of the other bottle and now all is well. I am not sure what might have happened if I had left them as I had mis-mixed them, BUT now I don't have to worry.
So...be watchful when you are doing your pills. Probably a better idea would be to get into perfect health so no pills are necessary. I am working on that. At least I am working on it after a fashion. Being home it has been a joy to be with beloved friends and family. We often meet and eat. I have not gotten the habit of very little food yet, but the last few days have noted that as I have been too busy to do much eating the blood sugar has been much happier. May this continue...
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medications
Tuesday, July 23, 2019
Munchie Monday: Perfect Instant Pot Brown Rice--a Day Late!
Recently I was browsing brown rice recipes on the internet. The big news is that you make the rice using 1 cup rice to 1 cup water!! No matter what kind of rice you are using. I tried that. It worked.
In this case I used some vegetable broth I made in the Instant Pot in place of water. I set the timer for 2 minutes of cooking on High. Then I left the cooker to release naturally for 22 minutes. The rice was perfect.
Well, the above is what I wrote before I checked the rice. Now I will tell what I did next...
The rice was not even remotely cooked! I had used the Rice mode, forgetting that the rice mode is low pressure. After the IP pressure was released, I checked it out, stirred the rice in the small bowl I had set inside the inner pot, then reset the IP going at 15 minutes at high pressure.
Final note: The third time is the charm--I had forgotten that it should have been:cook the rice for 22 minutes then let pressure release naturally for 18-22 minutes, though in this case I was busy watching the new driveway being made and left the pressure release for 30 minutes. Rice was still good.
In this case I used some vegetable broth I made in the Instant Pot in place of water. I set the timer for 2 minutes of cooking on High. Then I left the cooker to release naturally for 22 minutes. The rice was perfect.
Well, the above is what I wrote before I checked the rice. Now I will tell what I did next...
Rice the first time |
Final note: The third time is the charm--I had forgotten that it should have been:cook the rice for 22 minutes then let pressure release naturally for 18-22 minutes, though in this case I was busy watching the new driveway being made and left the pressure release for 30 minutes. Rice was still good.
Last brown rice trial was successful. 1.25 cups rice and a tiny bit more vegetable broth since I did not want to toss our the last couple of tablespoons of broth in the jar. |
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brown rice,
Instant Pot
Friday, July 19, 2019
Food Friday: Quick and Easy Zucchini Noodles and Vermicelli
One of my favorite things to eat is zoodles. It is so easy to make them with the spiralizer. They lighten up spaghetti tremendously, especially if you put in more zoodles than spaghetti noodles.
When I was looking for some good vegetables at Shaw's (since we have been home I had already shopped at Price Chopper, Hannaford's, Wing's, and the Coop--I wanted one more time shopping in each place) I saw some beautiful firm YOUNG zucchinis. I picked up four of them and resolved to make spaghetti for supper. Slipping zoodles into a recipe like spaghetti can get some vegetables into resistant vegetable eaters!
Quick and Easy Zoodles and Vermicelli
Put a large pot of water on the stove to start boiling.
Spiralize four young zucchinis--about 6-7 inches long and 1 1/2 inches in diameter/thick.
Heat a cast iron frying pan and place in it 1 Tablespoon olive oil. When hot, add the zoodles and toss to cook.
At the same time break up a pound of vermicelli into thirds if you are feeding young children. It is hard for them to eat long noodles...and put them into the boiling water to cook.
Continue tossing and cooking the zucchini until you are happy with it. I actually cooked it until the vermicelli was cooked because it did not take long.
Drain the vermicelli in a colander then put back into the pot. Add the cooked zoodles and a jar of Ragu spaghetti sauce. (I said it was quick and easy...!) . Toss well and serve.
After I had eaten a tiny bowl, Son #3 told me he put some sea salt and Frank's Red Hot Sauce on his bowl. I had to try it. I am very new to Frank's Red Hot Sauce, but may I say: it was fabulous. I had several more tiny bowls, then had some more for breakfast today! Yummy yummy.
The smallest grandchild insisted he could not eat zoodles. When it was made a condition of receiving a bowl of a multi-berry sherbet for dessert he said, "Okay...", and began shoveling the spaghetti into his gullet. And I mean shoveling! He was done in three bites. Because I am a mean grandma, and wanted to rub it in a little...so he would get the message that often things he thinks will be awful are not at all bad to eat, I asked him how it was. He said, "It was kind of good." Funny little creature.
When I was looking for some good vegetables at Shaw's (since we have been home I had already shopped at Price Chopper, Hannaford's, Wing's, and the Coop--I wanted one more time shopping in each place) I saw some beautiful firm YOUNG zucchinis. I picked up four of them and resolved to make spaghetti for supper. Slipping zoodles into a recipe like spaghetti can get some vegetables into resistant vegetable eaters!
Quick and Easy Zoodles and Vermicelli
Put a large pot of water on the stove to start boiling.
Spiralize four young zucchinis--about 6-7 inches long and 1 1/2 inches in diameter/thick.
Heat a cast iron frying pan and place in it 1 Tablespoon olive oil. When hot, add the zoodles and toss to cook.
At the same time break up a pound of vermicelli into thirds if you are feeding young children. It is hard for them to eat long noodles...and put them into the boiling water to cook.
Continue tossing and cooking the zucchini until you are happy with it. I actually cooked it until the vermicelli was cooked because it did not take long.
Drain the vermicelli in a colander then put back into the pot. Add the cooked zoodles and a jar of Ragu spaghetti sauce. (I said it was quick and easy...!) . Toss well and serve.
After I had eaten a tiny bowl, Son #3 told me he put some sea salt and Frank's Red Hot Sauce on his bowl. I had to try it. I am very new to Frank's Red Hot Sauce, but may I say: it was fabulous. I had several more tiny bowls, then had some more for breakfast today! Yummy yummy.
The smallest grandchild insisted he could not eat zoodles. When it was made a condition of receiving a bowl of a multi-berry sherbet for dessert he said, "Okay...", and began shoveling the spaghetti into his gullet. And I mean shoveling! He was done in three bites. Because I am a mean grandma, and wanted to rub it in a little...so he would get the message that often things he thinks will be awful are not at all bad to eat, I asked him how it was. He said, "It was kind of good." Funny little creature.
Labels:
vermicelli,
zoodles,
zucchini
Wednesday, July 17, 2019
Homecoming Talk Second Try plus link
Well, the waking up in the middle of the night for writing continues!
Here is the second try at preparing a homecoming talk. At the bottom of the page is a link where you can hear both of our homecoming talks. Dear One has a soft voice so you may have to fiddle with your volume, but it is worth the effort. He gave a wonderful inspiring talk. My talk comes through loud and clear after the hymn. I am sorry I don't know how to cut the mp3 into discreet parts so you could choose what part to hear but there you have it. A non-professional doing her best. Maybe my best will improve over time and experience...
We were presented with our missionary plaque at the beginning of Sacrament Meeting. I am so happy to have this in our home. It brings glorious memories.
This is the talk I wrote. Below it is the link to the talk I actually gave. There is a vast difference as you will see if you want to listen. The total length of the MP3 is about 45 minutes.
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Some of
the best days in the mission were days when the mission office had visits from
the missionaries. We particularly loved
the monthly Mission Leadership Council days because all the zone leaders would
come into the office to pick up the supplies their zone needed for the next
month. We got to know them on a more
personal level. So sweet. Of course not all missionary visits were were
fun and games. Once President handed me paper
with a list of questions on it, asked me to duplicate it, and to give it to a
companionship that was going to be arriving in the office shortly. These questions were about they were doing
with some of the more basic mission rules.
When I saw it, I got a funny feeling.
When the first missionary came out of the office I could see that the
interview had not been a happy one.
After a bit I had the impression I should bring the missionary a glass
of water. Which I did. And then felt I
should ask one or two questions. Which I
also did. By the time the companion
returned the first missionary seemed to be on an even keel again. I have no idea of any specifics of the missionary
problem, but do know that the Holy Ghost helped me help that missionary.
1. Be kind always.
2. Work hard every day. Every single day.
3. Keep the commandments of our Father in Heaven. Every one of those commandments is important. He gave them to bless your life.
4. Immerse yourself in the scriptures daily. Not only will you learn scriptures stories and be strengthened by them, you will receive personal revelation on how to run your own lives.
5. Counsel with the Lord in all your doings (just another way to say, pray often) and He will direct you.
6. Don't eat the "king's food". (Remember Daniel, Shadrach, Meshach and Abed-nego). I did eat the king's food. It was a really big mistake. Instead, eat the wonderful foods our Father in Heaven has given us as delineated in Doctrine and Covenants 89, the Word of Wisdom.
7. Don't take another sip of those sugary, and fake sugary, beverages that you love so much. They are poison and will wreck your bodies. Instead, drink clean pure water, also a gift from Heavenly Father.
8. Serve others continually. In every way you can. And remember, in the ways you can, not how your sister or brother or neighbor serves, but how you can serve.
9. Share your testimony of God’s goodness to others often.
10. Be consistent in doing these things and you will be happy and lifted up at the last day.
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Homecoming Talk link. Just click on it and it should take you right to the beginning of our part of the program. I did have sense enough not to record the full program...
https://www.dropbox.com/s/ sndj2vpc99t2obm/homecoming% 20talk%20first%20try.mp3?dl=0
Here is the second try at preparing a homecoming talk. At the bottom of the page is a link where you can hear both of our homecoming talks. Dear One has a soft voice so you may have to fiddle with your volume, but it is worth the effort. He gave a wonderful inspiring talk. My talk comes through loud and clear after the hymn. I am sorry I don't know how to cut the mp3 into discreet parts so you could choose what part to hear but there you have it. A non-professional doing her best. Maybe my best will improve over time and experience...
We were presented with our missionary plaque at the beginning of Sacrament Meeting. I am so happy to have this in our home. It brings glorious memories.
This is the talk I wrote. Below it is the link to the talk I actually gave. There is a vast difference as you will see if you want to listen. The total length of the MP3 is about 45 minutes.
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Talk-
On 1
July 2017, 50 years and one week after I was baptized a member of The Church of
Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Bob and I received the letter we had been
anticipating for our 44 years together.
We were called to serve full-time as missionaries and assigned to the
Oregon Portland Mission as office specialists.
We did not really know what that meant but were confident the Heavenly
Father would not ask us to do something at which we would fail.
Nineteen
days after that letter arrived, we left our home in Thetford with our car
filled to the gunwales with the things we thought we would need for the next 18
months. We drove to Concord, NH and were set apart by our stake president then
continued on to our first stop in Connecticut.
We drove cross country then spent time with our Utah children, including
attending the baptism of one of our granddaughters before arriving at the
Missionary Training Center in Provo, Utah where we learned and studied for
about two weeks. There were three other
office specialist couples in our group of 60-some senior couples who were
training that week. During the second
week at the MTC we received word that Bob was to be Housing Coordinator and I
was to be Mission Secretary…whatever those assignments meant!
We
soon learned.
As
housing coordinator Bob handled everything to do with more than 80 apartments,
including such things as moving beds and furniture in and out of second and
third floor apartments, signing leases, finding new apartments in specific
areas requested by the mission president.
He even opened a vacuum cleaner repair shop in the mission office. At
least it seemed that way sometimes. He
had as many as four or five vacuums in the office at one time. Most of the time the missionary sisters’ long
hair had clogged up the roller or filled the hose. Sometimes the bags were full and the
missionaries did not know how empty them.
These are things every young person should learn how to deal with—real
life skills!
For
myself, the words I said most often every day were: “Oregon Portland Mission, this is Sister
Crossett.” With those words a myriad of
issues came to my attention. Often these
calls were messages for the Housing Coordinator, for the Vehicle Coordinator,
or for the Finance Secretary or the Technology Missionary. Those were easily passed along if those
senior missionaries were in the office.
Sometimes I could handle the concern without passing along the
message…such as when missionaries wanted to change the designated driver of the
mission car. I just had to write up the
change and put it on the Vehicle Coordinator’s desk. A missionary might call to
ask if he or she could use a loaner phone or tablet since their phone or tablet
had been smashed when “something” had happened to it. Sometimes the missionary calling was a visa
waiter whose monthly money had not come in.
Sometimes there were calls about upcoming baptisms, or needs to change
interview schedules. In our mission, the
mission president interviewed every single missionary every single month. A huge undertaking but one that helped him
better help the missionary rise to his or her highest potential as a missionary.
Other
frequent calls came from community members who were looking for financial help
in one way or another. They did not know
who they were calling, just that the word “mission” was in the phone book. Since we were unequipped to give out rent
money or pay utility bills or other such things, I tried to locate a bishop in
geographical area from which the persons were calling as the bishops could
possibly help.
Phone
calls also came in requesting missionaries to go to local hospitals to give
blessings to injured or ill persons, both members of this church and
others. I had to find out which
missionary elders were serving in the area where the particular hospital was
located. Sometimes these hospitals were
in a different mission. As mission
secretary I always carried my cell phone with me and had it on and charged day
and night for emergency calls. One night
there was a call from a person whose relative was stuck in the Mexico City
airport because they had been mugged and lost all their money and their ticket
home to Oregon. I had to find the
correct mission president in Mexico City to assist this family. I was able to look up mission presidents in
the Church Directory then called the one who sounded the most like an English
speaker. He was not the correct one, but
he told me which mission to call. That
new mission president’s name was Alvarez, or something like that. How much English do you suppose he
spoke?! About as much as I spoke
Spanish! Not so great, but then, miracle
of miracles, he asked his wife to get on the telephone. She spoke perfect English and instantly
grasped the problem and promised to take care of it. And she did.
Often I did not learn the rest of the story with the calls I needed to
make, but in this case, she let me know the family had been housed and fed, and
were back at the airport waiting for their plane to Oregon.
Other
tasks I performed regularly were to create files for incoming missionaries, to
send out packets of information about the mission, and welcome letters from the
president. I also created a Devotional Calendar to assign office missionaries
to prepare a thought for our daily office devotional. Those devotionals were precious times sharing
together. I also wrote The Oregon Trail,
the monthly newsletter of mission doings that all the missionaries received. One more thing I did every Transfer (every
six weeks) was help prepare for the dinner at the mission home for the
departing missionaries, and prepare for the incoming missionaries by ordering a
bag supper and bedding for them, plus creating a checklist for the other senior
missionaries who helped at Transfers so we would not miss an essential task. May I say that all these things were not done
to perfection, for example, for the Devotional Calendar, I often scheduled seniors
to give the thoughts on days they were not going to be in the office. Those days we just had a prayer, or we
skipped the devotional. Not the best
days…
Some of
the best days in the mission were days when the mission office had visits from
the missionaries. We particularly loved
the monthly Mission Leadership Council days because all the zone leaders would
come into the office to pick up the supplies their zone needed for the next
month. We got to know them on a more
personal level. So sweet. Of course not all missionary visits were were
fun and games. Once President handed me paper
with a list of questions on it, asked me to duplicate it, and to give it to a
companionship that was going to be arriving in the office shortly. These questions were about they were doing
with some of the more basic mission rules.
When I saw it, I got a funny feeling.
When the first missionary came out of the office I could see that the
interview had not been a happy one.
After a bit I had the impression I should bring the missionary a glass
of water. Which I did. And then felt I
should ask one or two questions. Which I
also did. By the time the companion
returned the first missionary seemed to be on an even keel again. I have no idea of any specifics of the missionary
problem, but do know that the Holy Ghost helped me help that missionary.
Not
all phone interactions were happy ones.
The first time a call came in from a very angry man, very angry, I did
not know how to handle that man’s problem. I actually did the wrong thing,
which I won’t tell you about, but I did learn that it is important to just
listen, let the person vent, then assure them that we would do our best not to
have the same thing happen again.
Another time, actually two times, a person called about a Little Free
Library where missionaries were placing missionary tracts and Books of
Mormon. It turns out that NO religious
literature of any denomination is allowed in the Little Free Library. Once we got the word out to the missionaries
to stop doing it, I am confident they did stop.
At least we had not more phone calls about that particular pecadillo. Our missionaries are so enthusiastic and
anxious to serve that sometimes…
I
learned many things while serving with Bob as a full time missionary.
First
and foremost, I learned that God, our loving Heavenly Father, is totally aware
of each one of us and helps us according to our needs every single day. We could not have done the work without His
strengthening enlightening care. For
example, our first apartment was an upstairs apartment with seventeen stairs,
uncovered, with only one railing. The
first winter was a little rugged in that the stairs were sometimes icy and
scary. I never did fall down them, but
it was a concern. Just before our second
winter another missionary couple in our apartment complex had to go home for
surgery. We got to move into their
ground floor apartment. What a blessing
that was. Another experience where He
blessed me was when I needed to take the train to a store in central Portland
to pick up some flags. I was quite
nervous about this trip…when would I get off the train, how would I get to the
store, would it be too far to walk, what would the train ride be like? As it happens, I was prompted to put an app
on my phone with Portland street maps, the train schedules and routes, etc on it.
I had no problems at all on that trip, even though it took me nearly
three hours start to finish. Fortunately
there were other missionaries in the office who handled the phones in my absence…and
had very few calls to distract them from their own work!
Another
thing I learned is that personal goals are such a great idea. They are even better ideas if we create a
plan on how to achieve each of these goals.
I left Vermont with several personal goals. I worked hard hard hard every day, (we both
did) and came home to Vermont with all of these goals in exactly the same place
as when we left . Of course, they were
rather selfish goals: I planned to lose
a lot of weight (instead I gained 30 pounds—though by the time we left I had
lost twenty of that when I did have a plan!).
I wanted to complete the writing of my culinary memoir and give it to my
editor here in the ward so I could send it to a publisher by the end of the
mission. Not done. Another selfish goal was to learn to do
really good watercolor paintings. I did paint a few rather hokey paintings, but
not having a plan, and quite frankly, arriving back at the apartment at the end
of each day, I was so completely wiped out that I mostly just sat in a chair
building up energy to get into bed.
One
goal I had that I did accomplish because I had a plan was that every day I read
at least one chapter in the holy scriptures.
Often much more. That made me
happy. Now in the Gospel Library app on
our phones there is a Study Plans module where we can create a plan to
accomplish our particular scripture study goals. Such a help.
Part
of the planning to succeed in personal goals is to plan to work hard every day,
every single moment to accomplish the goals.
No slacking off. No breaks. I did
very well on the eating goals, for a few days but not consistently. Consistency would have brought a totally
different result. Fast food is a curse.
Another
important thing that I learned more completely is that the Holy Ghost helps us
will all our needs. So often I had
impressions that I should do something or even say particular words. When I acted immediately, good things
resulted.
For
an example, one Saturday we were at home
and I received a call requesting help in giving a blessing. I discovered that the missionary elders
assigned to that hospital were all away at a meeting at that time. I called
someone in the local ward but no one was home.
I had the impression that I should keep trying and finally multiple
calls later I was able to text back the brother with the number of someone who
could assist. A week later I received a text message telling me of the
outcome. This little six-week old boy
had had one lung collapsed and only about 1/3 of the other lung
functioning. He had been on a CPAP
machine to keep him breathing. When his
uncle texted me, the little baby was alert and laughing and had a healthy pink
skin color. So sweet to hear that. It made me realize how important it is to
listen to the Spirit and act on His promptings even if it is inconvenient. Also
how important to report back to people who make requests.
Several
times in scripture we read of someone, usually a father or grandfather, giving
counsel or blessings to his children and grandchildren before parting. Because this talk is both a homecoming as
well as a farewell talk, I would like to share a few words with you. Words that I have been trying to live by, my
whole life but more specifically this past two years. Please accept them as words of love, from
someone who cares for you very much. When our mission president asked us to
share our testimonies in the final zone conference we were in Portland I gave
some pretty similar messages to our wonderful missionaries.
1. Be kind always.
2. Work hard every day. Every single day.
3. Keep the commandments of our Father in Heaven. Every one of those commandments is important. He gave them to bless your life.
4. Immerse yourself in the scriptures daily. Not only will you learn scriptures stories and be strengthened by them, you will receive personal revelation on how to run your own lives.
5. Counsel with the Lord in all your doings (just another way to say, pray often) and He will direct you.
6. Don't eat the "king's food". (Remember Daniel, Shadrach, Meshach and Abed-nego). I did eat the king's food. It was a really big mistake. Instead, eat the wonderful foods our Father in Heaven has given us as delineated in Doctrine and Covenants 89, the Word of Wisdom.
7. Don't take another sip of those sugary, and fake sugary, beverages that you love so much. They are poison and will wreck your bodies. Instead, drink clean pure water, also a gift from Heavenly Father.
8. Serve others continually. In every way you can. And remember, in the ways you can, not how your sister or brother or neighbor serves, but how you can serve.
9. Share your testimony of God’s goodness to others often.
10. Be consistent in doing these things and you will be happy and lifted up at the last day.
I
have come to know more certainly that God is our Heavenly Father, who loves us, and guides us
always.
I
know that Jesus Christ, His only begotten son, is our savior and redeemer, who
gave his life as a ransom for us, that we might become perfected in Him and
return to live with them one day.
Abiding by His example will bless our lives and the lives of those
around us.
I know that the Holy Ghost will guide us in all things we need. As we listen to that still small voice and
act on the impressions that come to us, we can make a difference for good.
I know that Joseph Smith, the young farm boy, did actually see
Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ in vision, and through him the gospel of Jesus
Christ was restored to the earth as it had been in the days when Jesus walked
the earth himself.
I know that Russel M. Nelson leads and guides the Church today
through the direction of Jesus Christ.
I know that one day we can sit down together in their presence
in heaven. I hope we all live on the
same street there.
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Homecoming Talk link. Just click on it and it should take you right to the beginning of our part of the program. I did have sense enough not to record the full program...
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Tuesday, July 16, 2019
Homecoming Talk, First Iteration
On 29 April 1950 a daughter, their second child together, was born to Grant Lester Matthew Corwin and Barbara Read McIntosh Neill Corwin.
I know that God is our loving Heavenly Father.
On 25 June 1967, she and her sister were baptized by immersion for a remission of their sins and became members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
Six years later, after finishing high school, graduating from Brigham Young University and teaching school for one year at Craftsbury Academy, this same girl, me, was married to Robert John Crossett in the Cardston, Alberta Temple where we began our adventures together.
Fifty years and one week after I was baptized Bob and I received our mission call to serve as office specialists in the Oregon Portland Mission. Nineteen days later we had turned our house over to Jonathan and Alissa, disposed of many items, and I am embarrassed to say, left a huge mess of mostly my stuff for Jonathan and Alissa to take care of/throw out, and that evening, 20 July 2017 we were set apart to serve as full-time missionaries together, a dream we had had for all of our life together. This mission we had prepared for all those years together by serving our family and our brothers and sisters in the Gospel in every capacity we were able.
We arrived at the Provo, Utah Missionary Training Center where we were trained on how to be full-time missionaries and especially how to fulfill our responsibilities in the mission office.
We arrived in the Portland area on Saturday 19 August that year. It was our first experience together in apartment living in a large city. On the following Monday was the total solar eclipse which we were able to view from our apartment, a stunning event. Early that afternoon we met the other office missionaries and our local trainers. Thus began a nearly two year adventure together.
During those two years, many of you sent emails, text messages, comments and Likes on Facebook, and Pins from Pinterest, letters, cards, paintings, and the occasional phone call. I cannot emphasize enough what a blessing those communications those were to me. Even though Bob and I were together, doing what we had chosen to do, there was a great deal of homesickness for the loved ones and familiar places and activities at home in Vermont. Every single contact was a blessed and encouraging event for me and I thank you for them.
Now, just under two years later we have finished our first full-time mission together and have arrived home to Vermont. We are ready to start another adventure together in our old age. (In this case it is selling our home and moving to a more clement climate...)
Because of the lovely winters in Oregon (the first winter we had about 1/4 inch of snow overnight on Christmas Eve so we had a white Christmas for about half an hour when we woke up!) where the lowest temperatures approached 25 degrees F, we have decided that we would like to be done with icy roads, freezing rain, and feet of snow to shovel every year and have found a home in South Carolina. It is terribly wrenching to make that change but we have studied and researched and planned and prayed to know what to do for much of the time we have been away from our family and friends and familiar and loved surroundings. As we pray to know what to do with our lives, Heavenly Father will give each of us a confirming answer to our prayers, either positive or negative, or He is silent and lets us make our own decisions when we have studied it out in our minds and when that decision is one we can make on our own.
Before closing I need to say that this mission has been such a blessing in more ways that I can say. I hope you have felt our prayers in your behalf as we have felt your prayers and loving wishes during these years.
There were days in the office when we were so busy that we longed for the day to end. As Mission Secretary much of my time was spent on the telephone with "Oregon Portland Mission, this is Sister Crossett" beginning the call. Every call was different and sometimes there were several calls at once. Often I was able to forward the call to another office missionary for whom it was meant, either the Housing Coordinator who was my husband, the President's secretary, the Vehicle Coordinator, the Finance Secretary, the Departures Secretary, or the Supplies and Technology missionary. Many times there were calls for the President which we were able to handle on his behalf.
As Mission Secretary other responsibilities I had were to prepare files for incoming young missionaries, to handle requests for rental and housing and other assistance from the general public, to pass referrals along to the appropriate missionaries, whether they were local or anywhere else in the world. This was rather taxing when we needed missionaries in foreign countries and in foreign languages I did not speak (which was actually every language other than English, though I did try to improve upon that lack...). Welcome letters and packets for incoming missionaries were my responsibility as well as informing the President and others of our incoming missionaries and preparing boarding passes for out missionaries who were returning home.
Another responsibility I had was to call the office missionaries for a devotional every day after having prepared a devotional calendar. We would have a thought and prayer each time. May I say this was not my finest hour. Often the senior missionaries assigned the thought on a particular day were not scheduled to be in the office, even though when I created the calendar I thought they would be.
Another joyous task I had was to create the Oregon Trail, the monthly newsletter we sent to all our full-time missionaries.
All these activities, along with our services to the local ward we had been assigned to assist helped me become even more committed to the Gospel of Jesus Christ. And even firmer in my testimony of the Gospel.
I learned that there is a mission for every single one of us. Each of us can do something to forward the Lord's work on the earth, something perfectly fitted to each one of us, whether it is full time or part time, whether away from home of serving while still living at home. Each opportunity is a valuable service to our Savior and worth doing.
I know that God is our loving Heavenly Father.
I know that Jesus Christ is His only Begotten Son and our Savior and Redeemer who has atoned for our sins, made it possible for us to be resurrected at the end of our lives, and made exaltation with Them in the Celestial Kingdom.
I know that the Holy Ghost will tell us all things that we should do to be happy and be worthy to return to Their Presence.
I know that the boy Joseph Smith really did see God, Our Father, and Jesus Christ in a vision and became the prophet of the Restoration. Through him in 1830 the Lord's Church was restored to this earth, to prepare us all for the Second Coming of our Lord Jesus Christ.
I know that today we have a prophet on the earth who leads and directs us all in the way we should go to be happy on this earth and prepared to live again in heaven with our families and other loved ones.
I know that by living the principles of the gospel of Jesus Christ, our hearts and lives can be filled with love which we can share with others.
As we fill our lives with this love, we can bless and serve others, and make the tiniest show of gratitude for Our Savior for His atoning sacrifice on our behalf.
At the last day, we can be lifted up to meet the Savior and sit down together in heaven. I hope we all live on the same street.
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