Monday, April 22, 2013
Boston has always been a place of history. From the days of the Colonists through the American Revolution, there were brave people who lived and died there. Now we have seen a new kind of bravery with the bombings that took place during marathon. There were so many heroic people who rushed to the aid of the injured and who ran, not away from, but toward those in need of help. The tragedy played out but the heros among us rose to the occasion, as they always do. I am thankful that there are still selfless good people in the world.
Last week, on Wednesday, Grandpa went to Needles, CA, to help Uncle Jim with the bees. Gramps got sick and drove home on Friday. He has a really bad sinus infection and, perhaps, the beginning of pneumonia. He is on a powerful antibitotic and is sleeping most of the time. He seems quite a bit better today but still not well enough to go to church. He did read his scriptures some today and was able to read your last letter to us. So that helped him spend a better Sabbath than he would have been able to do otherwise.
One of the reasons that he drove home was that he was afraid that he would make someone there, Jim, Jim's aunt, uncle or cousin, ill. The doctor said that none of what he has is contagious. I don't know if he could have stayed and worked anyway but he thinks he might have been able to. At any rate, Julie drove down Saturday morning with the kids. She cannot work with the bees but will be there to help if anything bad happens.
Gramps was planning on going back on Monday but Jim said that his dad is coming so that will take care of Jim's problem. Phil, Jim's dad, can only stay until Wednesday so, I pray, they are all done. We go back to the temple this coming Friday if all goes well. The doctor said that it usually takes three to five days to get better. It is actually a good thing that Jim did not want Gramps to come down because he is not getting better very quickly. I always know when he is really sick because he lets me wait on him. Better than that, he actually wanted to go to the doctor.
So my whining about not liking being alone in my old age was in vain. Now I would sooner be alone than have Gramps sick and Jim's work load increased. I won't ever complain about that again. Alone is OK if everybody you love is OK. Besides, in the few days I was here by myself, I got the office cleaned up and got rid of quite a bit of junk in the storage room. That will still take a month or more of diligence but it is getting better.
When President Monson spoke to the young women at their special meeting he said: “Seek heavenly guidance one day at a time. Life by the yard is hard; by the inch it’s a cinch. Each of us can be true for just one day—and then one more, and then one more after that, until we’ve lived a lifetime guided by the Spirit, a lifetime close to the Lord, a lifetime of good deeds and righteousness. The Savior promised: ‘Look unto me, and endure to the end, and ye shall live; for unto him that endureth to the end will I give eternal life’ (3 Nephi 15:9)."
I enjoyed this comment from our lesson in Relief Society today. In my opinion, Lorenzo Snow was a prophet to pay attention to. "Do not expect to become perfect at once. If you do, you will be disappointed. Be better today than you were yesterday, and be better tomorrow than you are today. The temptations that perphaps partially overcome us today, let them not overcome us so far tomorrow. Thus continue to be a little better day by day; and do not let your life wear away without accomplishing good to others as well as to ourselves."
As you get old, you realize how some of the things you have put off will likely never get done. We can wear out lives away, as President Snow said, and not accomplish the good we planned. Soon our opportunity is gone and the plans we made when we were young are not accomplished. Now is the time to do what needs doing.
We are thankful that you are able to bless the lives of others by serving them as a missionary. We pray that you will find those who are seeking the truth. Remember to let the Spirit convert you to the truth as well as those you are teaching.
Lots of love,
Grammy and Gramps