October 25, 2019

conference weekend

The tradition of matching pajamas conference weekend continued!



We ironed on a different patch onto each person's hot pink shirt.



Brinn's shirt was just a tad bit big for her. I can't even tell you how hard it is to figure out matching attire for a family in little girls size 2T-mens large and everything in between without spending a bucketload and within a limited amount of time. Shirts from Michaels, pants and shorts from Target, and iron on patches from Hobby Lobby and I was satisfied.

I often hope for a laid back conference weekend, but each weekend seems a bit busy and chaotic. We try really hard to watch or listen to as many talks as possible as a family.



Perry was actually probably the best listener out of all of us. He described conference by saying "The old guy teaches us the gospel." So innocent and sweet from the mouth of Perry. We are grateful for the "old guy" and his wisdom and experience and all of the experience of our church leaders and the apostles.





It was also a very special conference this year because it was the first time for Layla to join me at the Women's session saturday night. I was so excited about the changes that were announced and explained at that session. My daughters are lucky to be growing up and living as members of the church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints at this time. There were some beautiful changes in the YW theme and the YW program. So exciting.

I didn't remember to get a picture, but we did get to go out to dinner with Jacqui and Macie--a fun way to celebrate the girls joining us at the women's session.

 I received a priesthood blessing a few months ago and one thing that was said in it was that conference would be a time that I would receive a lot of personal messages for me. And that was so. It was some of the small phrases, sentences, and minor messages that spoke just to me it seemed. Another reminder to me that God is aware of us and in the details of our lives. And I am grateful for every message that pointed me to Him.

"As in our New Testament story, those blessed with sight will recognize that, in spite of everything else this conference tradition may offer us, it will mean little or nothing unless we find Jesus at the center of it all. To grasp the vision we are seeking, the healing that He promises, the significance we somehow know is here, we must cut through the commotion—joyful as it is—and fix our attention on Him. The prayer of every speaker, the hope of all who sing, the reverence of every guest—all are dedicated to inviting the Spirit of Him whose Church this is—the living Christ, the Lamb of God, the Prince of Peace.
But we don’t have to be in a conference center to find Him."
                     --Elder Jeffrey R. Holland (The Message, the Meaning, and the Multitude)