Friday, December 25, 2015

Merry Christmas From Our Home to Yours




On our journeys, we seek for evidence of the Savior Jesus Christ. Everywhere we look, the beautiful world and the goodness of people prove to us that He lives. We love and worship Him and are ever grateful for His gift to us.

When we return home, we try to bring with us a depiction of His birth to display during the Christmas season.

Please enjoy a glimpse of some of these mementos which are displayed in our home this year.


Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Ancestor Guru

Have you discovered the new Family History games for your children and grandchildren at ancestorguru.com? 

This website offers four fun games that will help children get better acquainted with family members. It ties into your LDS Family Search account to populate the games with family names, dates, places, faces, etc.


Scrambled Tree: Mixes up the generations on your family tree. Exchange pictures one by one until the generations are properly lined up. Here is an example of a beginning screen. By clicking on the picture of Samuel Harris Hurst and then of Harold Arthur McCracken, the pictures will swap places and my Dad will be in the right generation.



Memory: Simply a good old fashioned memory games using the faces of family members. These pictures are hidden underneath the pins below. Select the pins that match to reveal the pictures.




Life's Journey: This game acquaints the participant with the dates and places on a family member's timeline. By moving the balloon to the cloud containing true facts for that person in each category, you receive points. For example, on the sample screen below you would drag the balloon to the cloud labeled Rigby, Jefferson, Idaho, to verify Grandma Beard's birthplace.



Fast Photo: A simple game of face recognition of family members. Click on the faces that belong to the family and they will be added to the basket to score points. 






Monday, December 21, 2015

Nauvoo Endowments

Soon after the saints moved to Nauvoo, they prepared to build a temple. On April 6, 1841, the temple's cornerstone was laid. The beautiful structure was to be 128 feet long by 88 feet wide with a clock tower and weather vane reaching to a total height of 165 feet - a 60% increase over the dimensions of the Kirtland Temple.

Weather-vane atop the temple tower
There were many similarities to the Kirtland Temple which they had been forced to abandon. For example, there were two assembly halls, one on the first floor and one on the second. One difference with the Kirtland Temple was a full basement which housed a a baptismal font.

Construction was only half complete at the martyrdom of the Prophet Joseph Smith in 1844. 

As mob violence increased during the summer of 1845, Brigham Young encouraged the saints to complete the temple even though they were making preparations to abandon the city, so they could receive the sacred ordinances before they departed on their perilous trek across the continent.

Due to persecution, the saints were not able to entirely complete the construction during the Nauvoo era, however the basement with its font had been finished and dedicated in 1841, as were the first floor assembly hall and the attic (dedicated November 1845). When these parts of the building were completed they were used for performing ordinances (basement and attic) and for worship services (first floor assembly hall).

 
Assembly Hall today in the beautifully reconstructed Nauvoo Temple
During the winter of 1845-46, the temple began to be used for endowments and sealings. The first endowments were performed in the temple on December 10, 1845, and before the saints were expelled 5,615 endowments were performed and recorded.


Erastus Snow
Elder Erastus Snow beautifully described the spiritual outpouring upon the saints during this time, “The spirit, power, and wisdom of God reigned continually in the temple and all felt satisfied that during the two months we occupied it in the endowments of the Saints, we were amply paid for all our labors in building it.” 

The building was in use for only a short period, but during that time period, many of my ancestors were privileged to participate in the sacred ordinances of the temple, including the following. Many proxy baptisms for their departed loved one were also performed.

                                                            Birth date                     Endowment
  • Bateman, Joseph                    04 Sep 1802                28 Jan 1846
  • Bateman, Thomas                  17 Sep 1808                 27 Jan 1846
  • Bateman, William                  24 Apr 1824                29 Jan 1846
  • Chase, Abigail Eliza                04 Oct 1820                15 Dec 1845
  • Chase, Abner                           18 May 1813                06 Feb 1846
  • Chase, Amos S.                       18 Dec 1820                 06 Feb 1846
  • Chase, Charlotte                     11 May 1825                 15 Dec 1845
  • Chase, Darwin                         25 Feb 1816                 06 Jan 1846
  • Chase, Diana                            23 Jul 1827                 15 Dec 1845
  • Chase, Ezra                               04 Feb 1796                15 Dec 1845
  • Chase, Isaac                              12 Dec 1791                 13 Dec 1845
  • Chase, Phebe                            07 Dec 1794                13 Dec 1845
  • Chase, Tirzah                           29 Jul 1796                 15 Dec 1845
  • Edwards, William                    16 May 1810               31 Jan 1846
  • Fuller, Edward M.                    20 Jan 1792                20 Jan 1846
  • Fuller, Hannah                         24 Jan 1797                20 Jan 1846
  • Fuller, Hannah E.                    24 Feb 1827                29 Jan 1846
  • Fuller, Ovanda                          27 Jun 1822                20 Dec 1845
  • Greathouse, Mary Ann           04 Nov 1827                02 Feb 1846
  • Pond, Abigail A.                       14 Jul 1828                 30 Dec 1845
  • Thorn, Abigail                          02 Apr 1821                20 Jan 1846
  • Thorn, Asahel                          04 Sep 1808                28 Jan 1846
  • Thorn, Joseph                         22 Dec 1811                 28 Jan 1846
  • Thorn, Richard                        18 Jun 1825                 22 Jan 1846
I am certain that this group also volunteered to labor during the construction, the brethren giving one-tenth part of their time, while the sisters knitted socks and mittens, and preparing garments for the laborers.

Most of the Latter Day Saints left Nauvoo, beginning in February 1846, but a small crew remained to finish the temple's first floor, so that it could be formally dedicated. Once the first floor was finished with pulpits and benches, the building was finally dedicated in private services on 30 April 1846, and in public services on 1 May. 

In September 1846 the remaining Latter Day Saints were driven from the city, no doubt looking over their shoulder at the temple they loved.

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Christmas Day

As I’ve decorated my home for this festive season, I’ve wondered what next Christmas will bring, in Florida on a mission, without the boxes upon boxes of ornaments and decorations collected throughout the years. 


Frederick William Hurst
This pondering reminded me of Christmas entries in the journals of my Great, Great Grandfather Frederick William Hurst, who spent many holiday seasons far from his family and home. 

For example, while on a mission to Hawaii, he wrote one Christmas day:



"We left Waiakane about six o-clock this morning. We walked about ten miles and then sat down and ate some cold potatoes we had brought with us by a big spring. I could not help thinking how different they would spend Christmas at home. I got into a sort of reverie and fancied I could see their happy faces around a table loaded with the good things of this world, such as plum pudding, roast beef, etc. ...
I spend the day pleasantly thinking how much better off I now am than I was before I became a member of the Kingdom of God, not in the things of this world, for I have only a suit of clothes and they have seen their best days, for I see my elbows begin to show through my coat sleeves. I am almost barefoot.
I have an old pair of low shoes and every now and then I have to take them off and empty the sand out of them as the roads are very sandy and heavy. I have no socks so I will leave the reader to imagine the state of my feet, especially when I arrived at the end of my journey.
If I had liked I could have made myself miserable, but no! I put my trust in the Lord and He blessed me with a light heart, occasionally singing a hymn ...

We called at Pokea .. they had no poi in the house, but they gave us some fish, and after resting awhile we continued our journey to Kauwila where we stopped and bathed and ate some sugar cane. 
We reached Kamalua about sunset but could not obtain a house in which to stop so we had to continue on ... ten or twelve miles farther, in the dark.
Brother Keanu being tired out stopped at Kiliula and I pursued my journey alone to Waialua. I arrived about nine o'clock. 
Brother King was praying when I got to the house so I stood outside until he finished although it was raining pretty hard and had been for the last mile or so. With the rain and perspiration I was wet through and had to change my clothing. I had traveled 15 hours and walked about 40 miles. I suppered on poi and hee (squid)." 
I'm quite certain that next year at this time my shoes will have no holes and they will not have to carry me 40 miles on Christmas Day. I hope that I remember to count my many blessings and sing a hymn.

Another inspiring Christmas entry occurs in Frederick's journal when he and his brother, Charles C. Hurst, were serving in New Zealand on a mission to the Maoris. When his call was received, Frederick had described his feelings this way: 
"I felt at once to drop everything pertaining to my business and fix up my family as well as possible and be prepared to start with the rest of the missionaries. Means, I had none, and no property to dispose of, however ... President Brigham Young informed me that he had instructed Bishop W. B. Preston to look after my family and see that they would be provided for while I was away."
A few months into the mission, on Christmas Eve that year, he wrote: 
"I could not help thinking of home. What a good time the children would have hanging up their stockings, and wondered if Santa Claus would remember them all round with his usual liberality. I heartily wish them all a happy time, and a Merry Christmas all round. But I find I must change the subject."
No doubt he was homesick, but on the following day, Christmas, Frederick recorded:
"Took a walk round the bay, found a secluded spot on the side of a mountain. While reading from Hebrews 13;5, I was very much comforted by the words, "I will never leave thee nor forsake thee." I read the whole epistle of James, and then sought the Lord to open up our way in this mission, that the hearts of the people might be softened, and that He would give us, His servants, influence among the people to do good. For I earnestly desire to be more actively engaged. I returned comforted.
I spent the day drawing and finishing up some of the sketches ... It has been a beautiful day. Took another walk this evening ...
We had quite a Christmas dinner, a small piece of roast beef, and the lady of the house sent several pieces of plum pudding."
Rather than dwell on his loneliness, Frederick chose to spend Christmas reading the words of the Savior, whose birth he was celebrating, and then sought guidance to serve Him better on his mission.

The following, though not in Frederick's own words, is written about his Christmas time back in Utah, working at the remote Ruby Valley Pony Express Station: 
The Indians in the vicinity at that time were very hostile, since they felt that the white man was usurping their lands and food supplies.
The winter was exceptionally severe, and many of the tribesmen and their families were dying of cold and hunger.

Frederick believed in the policy of Brigham Young - that of feeding the Indians rather than fighting them - and being a naturally kind-hearted man, he desired to alleviate their suffering. Many times he gave the Indians who came to the station bread and also a kind of poi he had learned to make in the Islands.
At Christmas time he gave them a special treat of a large plum pudding which he had steamed in flour sacks over a bonfire. The Indians were deeply appreciative of these acts of kindness and often warned him of hostile bands who were bent on destroying the station. Thus he had time to secure proper defenses.
Great, Great Grandfather Hurst's wonderful example of Christmas behavior inspires me.


Sunday, December 13, 2015

Merry Christmas!


Merry Christmas!

The following video is Andrew and my Merry Christmas wishes to you all! It was filmed at our ward party. You might recognize a familiar face somewhere else in the video ...





Monday, December 7, 2015

Look what came in the mail today!

We've been hovering around our mailbox for days waiting for a large white envelope from Salt Lake City. 


Our previous Stake President told us that all mission calls come to St. George on Thursdays, but there was no large packet for us in the box that day. 

Of course, we assumed that meant the postman would deliver it Friday for sure, but no, not so. 


Our Bishop told us that all mission calls come to St. George on Saturday. We decided he must be more up to date than the previous Stake President. 

Saturday morning we leaped out of bed to get all of our chores done before the mail arrived. Dean was outside washing windows in twenty-nine degrees so nothing would distract us from our postal vigil. But, no, nothing in the box.

Just to be sure, Dean checked the neighbors' mailboxes, three houses in each direction, on the chance that the mailman was careless. After all, our neighbor's flyers were in our box two days in a row. But, no large white envelopes graced their boxes either. 

He hopped in the car and chased down the mail truck. He told the carrier, "My wife made me come ask you a question. Has all of the mail been sorted today, or is there still some in the post office?" (I'm not quite sure I sent him on that errand, but I didn't keep him from it either.) Unfortunately, she said that every single piece of mail had been sorted and delivered.

Today, Monday, found us in the temple, fully aware that the mailman would come and go beyond our watchful eyes. During a break in my assignments, I scurried home, and there it was! I stashed it in my purse, along with a letter opener and hurried back to the temple to find Dean.

By the time his shift was over, most of the temple workers were aware of the letter in my purse and were as nervous as I was to open and read it. Nevertheless, we found a private spot and shared the special moment of receiving a call from the Lord together.  




Sunday, December 6, 2015

I Yust Go Nuts at Christmas

One of my funniest Christmas memories was the year that Dad and some other church leaders in our ward lip-synced, "I Yust Go Nuts at Christmas" at our ward Christmas party. I don't recollect all the details, but if my memory serves me correctly, he was wearing a curly wig for the performance. I'm sure such silliness was outside his comfort zone. 

I wish I had a video of them, but since there isn't any evidence of the hilarity, you'll have to imagine him on stage with other priesthood leaders singing the song in the video below. This version is a condensed version of the original song by Yogi Yorgessen.




Sunday, November 22, 2015

Gratitude


During a funeral yesterday for a precious six month old little girl, I gazed upon this tiny casket and was grateful. At this time of year we are reminded to focus on family and blessings of lasting importance. 


Idaho Falls Idaho Temple









As I looked and listened yesterday to messages of love, eternal families and the promises of temple sealing and covenants, my heart was full of thanksgiving. I was especially thankful for this place, one of the most important places for me personally on this earth:

In this building, on December 10, 1953, my parents covenanted with each other and with the Lord to be together for eternity. Their two children, Sherry and Kevin, were sealed to them on that day as a forever family. My sisters, Sandi, Louise and Carol, and I were born into this family covenant which promises eternal ties. 

I didn't meet Louise or Carol in this earthly existence and two tiny caskets were needed for them shortly after birth. Because of the temple promises, our family will one day all be together. 

Many years later, in 1979, I entered this temple as a bride and was sealed to my wonderful eternal companion. My sons were born into that covenant of an eternal family unit.

Many other family members have been endowed, married, and sealed in this beautiful temple and other dedicated temples around the world. Some of these sacred vows have been performed live, others vicariously. 

It was also in this hallowed building that my angel Mother began her journey home to her Heavenly Father. Because of the promises made and received in the temple, we know that we will be with her again if we live worthily.

There is so much to be grateful for because of the blessings of family and of the temple. 

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Samuel Fuller, Pilgrim Father

Prominently among those credited with the formation of the Pilgrim Church in 1605 is the name Samuel Fuller, the brother of my 10th Great Grandfather, Thomas Fuller.

It has been said, “The Pilgrims were not remarkable men … but they did possess fine qualities for the work which they were destined to accomplish, remarkable energy, faith, purpose, courage and patience.” (“Women of the Mayflower” by  Annie Russell Marble)

These admirable men were bound together by a common religious faith, but not common social status, representing all the different classes of English life. Yet, humbly they merged to form a community, each contributing to the good of the whole. Samuel was the son of a butcher, and before he moved from England to Amsterdam with the Pilgrim movement, had acquired sufficient education to practice medicine. Nevertheless, for the good of the group, he also learned the practical trade of “say weaver”, or the weaver of fine textured cloth (silk).

Samuel's life had not been easy. Prior to boarding the Mayflower, he had buried his first two wives, Alice Glascock and Agnes Carpenter and had wed his third bride, Bridget Lee. Bridget did not sail with him to America, staying behind with plans to join her husband later, after a settlement was established.  Samuel took with him a young servant, a fatherless adolescent boy named William Butten, who was the only passenger to die during the voyage itself, passing away three days before land was sighted.

At the conclusion of the crossing, in Cape Cod, on the 11th day of November, 1620, a platform of government known as the Compact was drawn on the lid of a chest on board the ship, and signed by forty-one of the principal men.

Although the original document has not been found, transcriptions of the period record that Great Uncle Samuel was the 8th signer of The Mayflower Compact, which read as follows (SIC):

"In the name of God, amen. We, whose names are underwritten, the Loyal Subjects of our dread Sovereign Lord King James, by the Grace of God, of Great Britain, France, and Ireland, King, Defender of the Faith, &c. Having undertaken for the Glory of God, and Advancement of the Christian Faith, and the Honour of our King and Country, a Voyage to plant the first Colony in the northern Parts of Virginia; Do by these Presents, solemnly and mutually, in the Presence of God and one another, covenant and combine ourselves together into a civil Body Politick, for our better Ordering and Preservation, and Furtherance of the Ends aforesaid: And by Virtue hereof do enact, constitute, and frame, such just and equal Laws, Ordinances, Acts, Constitutions, and Officers, from time to time, as shall be thought most meet and convenient for the general Good of the Colony; unto which we promise all due Submission and Obedience. 

IN WITNESS whereof we have hereunto subscribed our names at Cape-Cod the eleventh of November, in the Reign of our Sovereign Lord King James, of England, France, and Ireland, the eighteenth, and of Scotland the fifty-fourth, Anno Domini, 1620."

The Mayflower finally set anchor in Plymouth Harbor in December, 1620. A year of extreme hardship and sacrifice followed. With sickness rampant, Samuel served diligently as physician and surgeon. His skills were also offered to native Americans who were injured during skirmishes with the settlers.

Samuel also played a prominent role in the church congregation, serving as Deacon in the church in Plymouth, a role quite different from Deacon in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints today.

In early autumn of 1621, the 53 surviving Pilgrims celebrated their first successful harvest, as was the English custom.  That 1621 celebration is remembered as the "First Thanksgiving in Plymouth."
Great Uncle Samuel is listed as one of the twenty-two men present.
As a deeply religious people, the Pilgrims undoubtedly prayed at the 1621 harvest feast. Their prayers were spontaneous  and the exact words are not known. A typical prayer of gratitude of the period, as recorded in 1625 gives us an idea of what  this Thanksgiving prayer may have included (SIC):

“O Lord our God and heavenly Father, which of Thy unspeakable mercy towards us, hast provided meate and drinke for the nourishment of our weake bodies. Grant us peace to use them reverently, as from Thy hands, with thankful hearts: let Thy blessing rest upon these Thy good creatures, to our comfort and sustentation: and grant we humbly beseech Thee, good Lord, that as we doe hunger and thirst for this food of our bodies, so our soules may earnestly long after the food of eternal life, through Jesus Christ, our Lord and Saviour, Amen.”

Samuel died in 1633, one of at least ten who succumbed to a smallpox epidemic in Plymouth.  This is recorded in the writings of William Bradford (SIC): 

".... and in the end, after he had much helped others, Samuel Fuller who was their surgeon and physician an had been a great help and comfort unto them.  As in his faculty, so otherwise being a deacon of the church, a man godly and forward to do good, being much missed after his death. And he and the rest of their brethren much lamented by them and caused much sadness and mourning amongst them, which caused them to humble themselves and seek the Lord; and towards winter it pleased the Lord the sickness ceased."

  









Saturday, November 14, 2015

Seeing the Good

On this day, one hundred and twenty years ago, Ethel Hurst was born in Hyde Park, Utah. She is shown here, 100 years ago, in 1915, with her siblings.

Ethel is seated third from the left on the front row
Ethel married Robert Rector Speas and became a wonderful wife, mother and grandmother.  She spent her life using her many talents to bless the lives of everyone around her. 

Perhaps Ethel's greatest talent was the ability to consistently see the good in others. Although the small community in which she lived, Woodville, Idaho, was idyllic, not everyone who lived there was perfectly good, except to Ethel's eyes. Her words were always kind and uplifting about others. Of course, as with all talents, this was not simply a gift, it was practiced over a long period of time until it became part of Ethel's very nature. A very close acquaintance in her community beautifully described her  talent: "I never heard Ethel say anything bad about anyone."

Ethel's granddaughter, Marsha
Ethel became very important in the life of this little girl, me. A seemingly insignificant event that happened when I was about five illustrates how my Grandma Ethel strengthened others through her talent of seeing good.


One day Grandma joined my Mom and I on a routine trip to the grocery store. After our shopping was done and we were on our way home, Grandma reached over the car seat and handed me a nickel. That doesn't seem like much today, but in 1963, a nickel was a lot to me. 

Grandma sweetly told me she was so proud of me - my behavior that morning had been the very best and I hadn't begged for a single thing during the whole excursion. 

Grandma Speas
Why do I still remember that tiny little experience fifty-two years later? Because Grandma made me feel so good about myself, and it was genuine, not phony. I knew that her praise was earned and that her words were true. I don't know how long of a wait it was, or how many shopping trips preceded this one, but Grandma patiently waited for an occasion to reward me with positive words. 

Grandma practiced that same patience and positive reinforcement with everyone. I love her so much and honor her today on her birthday.






Thursday, November 12, 2015

Two books

Take a look at the home of my Great, Great Grandparents, Richard Brooks and Johanna Evans Goodworth in Kamas, Utah. 

Richard was born in England and came to Utah in  a handcart company of Mormon immigrants.

Richard's formal education was limited to the 6th grade, but his thirst for knowledge didn't stop as he left the schoolroom; he continued to learn through self-education. His life story lists only two books that he studied and absorbed, but these two provided what he needed  in sacred and secular learning.

  1. The Bible - Richard was known as quite a Bible student. With a remarkable memory, he not only studied this sacred book, histories state that he could quote much of the Bible from memory giving chapter and verse. 
  2. The dictionary was said to be his constant companion and he used it almost continually.
Richard's example of perpetual learning and making the most of what you have available is inspiring to me. With vast amounts of information available instantaneously through electronic access, the skills of study and memorization are sometimes neglected in our day. 

Richard must have understood and believed the principle that is now included in the Doctrine and Covenants 130:18. This section includes instruction that the Prophet Joseph Smith gave in 1843:


  •  "Whatever principle of intelligence we attain unto in this life, it will rise with us in the resurrection." 
I hope to meet my Great, Great Grandfather someday and maybe he'll teach me a thing or two.

Monday, November 9, 2015

Faith and Finances

Winfield Hurst
My grandma had a favorite brother named Winfield. I like to think he had a favorite little sister, named Ethel. They were nearly four years apart, but very close and loyal to one another throughout their lives. 

Winfield was called as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in the Southern States Mission, where he served with Elder Clinton R. Thorne. These missionary companions developed a great respect for each other and when the time came for Winfield’s release, the Thorne family invited him to visit their home, as they had come to feel as if he were a family member, through their son’s glowing reports.
         
My suspicion is that the Thorne’s had plans for the returning Elder, for soon after he arrived everyone seemed to be exceptionally busy with work to do, except their daughter Arvella, who was surprisingly free to entertain Winfield.  He soon recognized her as an “unusual and superior young woman”, but he didn’t dare let himself fancy her as more than a friend, for she was popular, with a home and parents that could give her everything, while he felt he had little to offer.

After an extended visit, the pair continued their courtship through letters, which Arvella said were few and far between and terribly lacking in romance, but I’m sure you have already guessed that the two fell in love and were married.

Winfield was right about having little to offer in the way of temporal means, but the couple pooled their faith and spiritual resources in a way that supported and sustained their large family and brought them much happiness.

An article in the Deseret News on December 6, 1941, describes how this faithful partnership succeeded:

The story was captioned: 
  • Nine years after starting life anew with nine children, Bishop Winfield Hurst of Declo, Idaho, has paid off a farm mortgage and is completely out of debt, because of his family’s special effort to live the Gospel as advised by Church leaders.

The article then told Winfield and Arvella's story in his own words:

Winfield and Arvella's Family
“For several years we lived in the Milk River Valley of Montana.  We weren’t well satisfied with conditions there as we had a large family of small children and they were deprived of many opportunities enjoyed by children who live in an organized ward.  

So in the fall of 1932 we decided to leave and go to a place where conditions were more favorable to rearing a family.

This was at a time when the depression had reached its worst stage, and to pick up and move with a family of small children to a place where we were unacquainted was a big undertaking and a great responsibility, but after a lot of serious and prayerful thought we moved to Declo in the Burley Stake.  Here we purchased an 80-acre farm.  

After the expense of moving we were able, by practicing strict economy, to make a down payment of $1,000 on a farm.  Then we went to work.

President Heber J. Grant
We had nine children, the oldest a girl of 13.  How to pay for our home was our problem.  

We were familiar with the advice of President Heber J. Grant who said, ‘If you want to get out of debt pay a full and honest tithing.’  We had always paid our tithing, but now resolved to make a special effort to see that this law was complied with in full, for we recognized Heber J. Grant as a prophet of the Lord and also the Lord’s mouthpiece here on earth.  We also believed in the words of the Lord as found in the Doctrine of Covenants:

I the Lord am bound when you do what I say, but when you do not what I say, you have no promise.

Times have not been what one would call good since we located here.  During that time three more children have come to our home, making twelve in all.  We have enjoyed a good, comfortable living during these nine years, and a few days ago when the sugar refinery paid for our beets we were able to make the final payment on the farm mortgage and now we are free from debt.  

This is only additional evidence to us that it pays to follow the counsel of Church Authorities, and that the Lord will surely make good His promises.”

Now we can see why Grandma admired and respected her older brother Winfield. He has been an inspiration to many through his faithful obedience and thrift.