Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Who do I serve?

My wife and I have been reading the Alvin Maker series by Orson Scott Card.  In this series, the boy Alvin Maker is born to become one who lifts, who builds things and others up.  Their is another entity, the Unmaker, constantly striving to tear things down, and who is the enemy of Alvin and all that seek to build.  One of the characters, Taleswapper, mentions that to serve the Unmaker is to unmake.

This series and this thought were with me as a friend at work was unkind to another friend, a coworker.  These two have butted heads a little, and I saw how when the they were unkind to each other, neither one of them was as happy afterwords, and it made me think back to this thought:  when we serve the unmaker, we unmake things.  This also made me think of the Savior who said:  "No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon." (Matthew 6:24)  When we serve God, we uplift others and strengthen them,  And when we serve Satan, we tear them down and make their lives more difficult.


This raises the important question:  who am I serving?  Am I lifting and serving others by serving God?  Am I inspiring and strengthening others, helping them feel the love of God and encouraging them to live more righteously?  Or am I tearing them down, making their lives more difficult then they were before I was there?

I have seen the effects that serving God can have on others, and it is marvelous to see the difference it can make.  Likewise - both from my own poor choices and in my struggle with anxiety - I have seen how treating others poorly can make things harder for others, and it is painful to think about.  I have struggled through severe anxiety attacks on occasion because others were not quite so kind as they could have been and made me feel worth less than I am.

Let's remember that serving Satan will always cause suffering, even if it is no one but yourself.  And that serving God, doing good to all men, will always help others, even if they cannot or will not accept that help.

Love you, my dear friends!

Saturday, May 24, 2014

My Story: Part 1 - Early Childhood

As mentioned in my post yesterday, I'm going to start talking a little bit about my struggles from the past and most especially how Christ has helped me overcome them.  I'm not sure yet how I'm going to work the "My Story" segments, but I figured it would be good to start out chronological and talk about the the struggles in my early childhood.

Looking back, it's easier to see that I had some struggles during my childhood years that most other children didn't.  My mother labeled me as having a "soft heart," which is her way of describing how easily I got upset at the smallest things.  This difficulty with emotion, with help of different counselors, therapists, clinicians, etc. are easier to recognize as early signs of struggles with anxiety and depression.

For example, when I was in Kindergarten I wanted to keep some popsicle sticks from popsicles we had had a moment before so that I could use them for crafts or - with a rubber band at home - a ninja throwing star.  The teacher noticed I had kept them instead of throwing them away and asked me to throw them in the trash.  I went to the trash, crying as I did so.  My teacher, with undoubtedly some guidance from the Spirit, allowed me to keep them if I did not play with them.
For me, it was not the loss of my toy (or eventual toy) that caused such distress, but the fact that the teacher may have been upset with me.  This was something I couldn't bear, that I had made a mistake and that perhaps this teacher would be forever upset at me.

This was the beginning of my battle with anxiety, though I didn't know it at the time.  This need to please others, brought on by a fear of what would happen otherwise, persisted through my childhood and is still a part of my personality even today, though understanding what's going on has helped me keep better track of what I'm feeling, why, and how to overcome those emotions when the cost of making someone else happy is at the expense of my own welfare.

The first real understanding of this fear has, interestingly, only come recently.  It seems that I worked my way from the most immediate struggles backwards to find the root cause of it all.  In most of my struggles later on, with Obsessive Compulsive Tendencies, with Self-Mutilation, and with Anorexia and Bulimia, the root cause has been this struggle with Anxiety.

The anxiety started out in Kindergarten (and maybe earlier) and continued to grow year by year until it reached the beginning of its worst upswing in 6th grade.  Having done some reading on anxiety, this seems to be the case for those who struggle with a hereditary form of the disorder, and it would make sense:  the teenage years and puberty are some of the most strenuous and emotionally difficult for most everyone and the most stressful.  Stress is quite a trigger for anxiety, and it was also around this same time that I began to feel the stress of my parents' going through a divorce.

From all of these stressors, I began to feel a desire to end my life.  With a few only half-hearted attempts I began to develop self-mutilation patterns.  What I didn't understand at the time was that cutting myself was a way of coping with my stress by punishing myself for misdeeds and in my mind making myself "acceptable" to others ("I did something bad, but I punished myself, so it's all right" is kind of the subconscious reasoning behind this).  It was also a self-medicating stress-reliever.  When someone gets cut, after the initial pain the body releases endorphins to lessen the pain and make it easier to bear.  Because of this, cutting became an addictive way of relieving some of the stress that I felt.  It eventually got to the point where I would begin to feel anxious, uncomfortable, or other unpleasant emotions (embarrassment, fear, anger, loneliness, etc.) and I would almost automatically cut myself.

While at the time, I only understood that I felt better after hurting myself, what I didn't understand was the mental and emotional scarring that began to take place from this negative coping skill.  It helped relieve stress, yes, but it didn't help me resolve the causes of the stress and created more stress itself.  It left me feeling terrible about who I was, and it became as real an addiction as any drug.

(Continued in "My Story:  Part 2, soon to come)

Friday, May 23, 2014

My Story: Introduction

Thinking about the struggles of my life and the difficulties I've faced and still face, I've decided I would like to start sharing more about where I've been, and how far I've come.  I don't always recognize myself how far I've come, and I know that when I do it helps encourage me to keep moving forward even if things are difficult right now.  You can start to look for this coming soon.

Love you all, my friends!

Little Boy!

Our little boy came 3 weeks ago, and it has been awesome being a parent!  So much to learn about, but I am excited to do so!  :)

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Good Things To Come

Just got home yesterday afternoon with our new little baby boy, Thomas Michael Rohwer.  Neat experiences from the past week, and our little boy, not yet a week old, is teaching his mom and me lots of important lessons.
Tommy was born last week after Brooke was induced Wednesday evening.  Our little boy was born 4 lbs. and 6 oz, 18 1/2 inches long.  Because of some complications, even though he was born almost full-term, he is very underweight, and my wife and I have been struggling with the nurses and doctors to get this guy to eat enough to put on the weight he needs.  What is amazing is to watch little Thomas struggle to do all the things we're asking of him:  we try and feed him more and more all of the time, and he does his best to eat everything we give to him.  When we had to limit our time with our little guy to only about a half hour at every feeding to help him keep his strength and energy, he'd do his best to eat quickly so we could cuddle with him in whatever remaining time we had left in that half an hour.  In fact, I think he eats so quick sometimes that he gives himself the hiccups, cute little guy.  He's a trooper!  We can definitely already see what kind of a man he's going to be.
I'm sure grateful for the support of friends and family, and most especially a loving Heavenly Father.  He helped me to get through the stress and trials of lack of good sleep and nutrition and excess of stress and strain with minimal anxiousness.  I've especially been grateful to be able to support my wife so she can be ready to take or our little man when I go back to work.

As I woke this morning after a long and hard night trying to care of our little Tommy Boy, I started watching Mormon Messages, and came across this one from Elder Holland:



This was definitely an answer to my prayers, as I was very anxious for the future.  How will little Thomas do in the future? How will I be able to take care of my growing family?  How can I make sure my wife has the help and support she needs?  How can I take care of myself so that I do not have a breakdown?  I realized that, like Elder Holland, I had a long road ahead with Thomas, but I can trust in an all-knowing and a loving Father in Heaven who will be the best tutor to fatherhood I can ever have.

Love you all, my dear friends!

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Making Mistakes and Learning

On Monday, I had one of the most difficult days at my new job that I have had in a long while.  I came in and started, working on some projects, and things just kept on going wrong.  I kept messing things up, and things continued to be difficult for most of the day.  My boss was very patient with me, and never raised his voice or did anything to make me feel bad.  Yet, I felt awful because of my mistakes.  This continued even when I got home after teaching some students.  I felt horrible and didn't want to go in to work the next day.  In fact, I felt frightened to do so.

I went in the next day, fearing what my boss might say or do.  I thanked him for his patience when I saw him, and he said that it was no problem, that, in fact, he had made similar mistakes once and that everyone makes mistakes.  He said something that really hit me:  if you don't make mistakes, you don't learn.

I struggle sometimes, getting worked up about my mistakes and my weaknesses, but my boss was right:  you don't learn if you never make mistakes.  There were some absolutely vital things I learned as I worked on Monday, and - even though it felt like everything was going wrong for me - Heavenly Father was providing opportunities for me to learn valuable lessons, both about work but more importantly about life and handling my anxiety.

Just a neat reminder that all of our trials are not without their benefit.  As the Lord said to the Prophet Joseph, "know thou, my son, that all these things shall give thee experience, and shall be for thy good." (D&C 122:7)

Love you all, my friends!

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Learned Helplessness and Agency

I've recently had trouble with a student I've been teaching, and I had been getting frustrated as to what I could do to help her out.  She's extremely bright and great at the violin, but our lessons are scattered at best with small moments of learning.  I was thinking about what I might do, and felt I should study out what might help.  After reading in a book I felt impressed to find and look over, I realized that my student had been acting out because of feeling helpless.  She feels threatened when I tried to push her to do better because she had learned that reading notes was too hard for her. The phrase that popped out to me from the book ("Teaching with Love and Logic," Jim Fay and David Funk) was "learned helplessness."  My student, let's call her Susan, had "learned" that she couldn't read notes and as a result was trying to take control of the situation by acting out.

This got me thinking about some of the things that I do that are a result of "learned helplessness."  I did some more research and found that depression and anxiety disorders often result from feelings of helplessness and an inability to take charge of a situation.

This made me think of how much Satan desires us to believe that situations are outside of our control and that we have no power to act.  It's interesting to me how different Heavenly Father's way of doing things is.  In the bible dictionary, it says "Ever since the Fall God has been teaching men not to fear, but with penitence to ask forgiveness in full confidence of receiving it." (FearBible Dictionary)  Satan would have us be afraid and unable to handle our circumstances from this fear.  God would see all of His children empowered to act out of perfect love, keeping His commandments because they love God and their fellow men.

Perhaps it would be wise for all of us to ponder our motivations:  do I serve God out of fear, or do I do so out of love?  Just a few thoughts to ponder.  Love you all, my friends!

Friday, March 21, 2014

Be Not Weary in Well-Doing

I recently had an experience that helped me feel and remember God's love for His children.  It had been a crazy day for me:  I worked at my new job (neat story for that!), and got off in time to rush home and pick up my wife for our ultrasound appointment at a specialist.  Early on in the pregnancy, Brooke had some heavy bleeding and it turned out to be a tear in the placenta.  We had been seeing a specialist to make sure the baby was doing fine, and were anticipating less visits as our little boy seemed to be growing quite well.  After the appointment, we were told that we would need to have more visits: instead of once every week, twice every week.
As things have been so far, I've been typically rushing from place to place, from job to job, from appointment to appointment, and it was somewhat stressful to be worried about our little boy and know that we now had more on our plate and more appointments to go to.  We then rushed over for a lab test for Brooke and made it home in time for me to drop her off and then head to teach lessons.
As far as lessons go, these were the hardest lessons I've taught in a while:  distracted students who I was hoping for more progress from.  It was discouraging, to say the least.  I left and looked at my phone to see that my mom had called me twice and left a message.  She's been struggling with loneliness and has been calling more and more often.  As I was about to call her back up, I noticed a gentleman on the side of the road with a sign:  "Anything helps.  God Bless."  I wanted to help, but also felt that money was not the best way to do so (and besides, I had less than a dollar on me).  I decided to pull over, and call my mom back.
As background, my mom has some co-dependency issues, and lately has been calling every day or more.  It's added considerable stress to Brooke and my already busy and stressful life, and I was struggling at that moment, knowing how much I wanted to help someone else, knowing that mom was needing someone to talk to, knowing that I wanted to just go home and rest after an already long and stressful day.
I did my best to listen patiently to mom, although I was distracted and didn't remember too much of what she said.  When I got off of the phone with her, I talked to the gentleman and asked if I could bring him some food.  He said that he would love some and suggested the $5 Hot'N'Ready Pizzas from Little Ceaser's.  I went to grab it and came back with it, and he told me that he had been just about ready to give up for the day on getting some help when I came and asked if he was hungry.  It was a neat confirmation of the Lord's care for His children, of His mindfulness of their circumstances, and of His love.  On such a trying day, I had the opportunity to serve one of His children, and it helped me feel more personally of His love not only for that gentleman, but of His love for me.
It made me think of a scripture quoted in a talk I'd heard earlier that day:  "Wherefore, be not weary in well-doing, for ye are laying the foundation of a great work. And out of small things proceedeth that which is great." (D&C 64:33)

No matter what our day has been like, no matter how hard things have been or are for us, let's not forget to serve others of God's children, to listen to the voice of the Spirit to inspire us in how we can help others in their extremities.
Love you all, my dear friends!

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Patience and the Law of Eternal Progression

Some hard trials today (a serious relapse of anxiety) has reminded me of God's kindness and His long-suffering towards us.  I was working hard at my job, struggling with anxiety issues at the same time we were quite busy.  As I tried to overcome my own personal shyness and do something difficult at work, one of the employees seemed upset. My anxiety increased because of this, fearing I had done something that may have upset her.  At one point during the day, I heard her saying my name, and I even heard her say:  "I'm going to slap Tim if he does that one more time."  Now, it may have been the anxiety that caused me to misjudge what I overheard, but I'm almost certain that's what I heard.  She seemed quite genial to me later, but I don't know what to trust even now:  what I knew I heard and felt - which was hostility and anger towards me - or how she treated me.
Either way, this caused me a great deal of pain, anguish, and raised my anxiety levels to an unbearable state.  I have, in fact, not had this bad of anxiety for a long time - 2-3 years at least.

My difficulty comes in two forms:  How do I forgive someone who continues to treat me like this and cause me such pain (this isn't the first time she's treated me and others poorly like this)? and how do I forgive myself for struggling like this?

In my struggle, I continue to blame myself for my weaknesses.  I was grateful to read this morning and be reminded of Ether 12:27, and especially this line:  "I give unto men weakness that they may be humble, and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them."  Not only that, I remembered that God's plan is the plan of Eternal Progression, not of instant progression.  We are here to learn "line upon line, precept upon precept."

I'm also grateful for these words from Elder Holland:
If you are the one afflicted or a caregiver to such, try not to be overwhelmed with the size of your task. Don’t assume you can fix everything, but fix what you can. If those are only small victories, be grateful for them and be patient. Dozens of times in the scriptures, the Lord commands someone to “stand still” or “be still”—and wait. Patiently enduring some things is part of our mortal education.  (Like a Broken Vessel, Elder Jeffrey R. Holland)
I sometimes forget that I have come a long way from where I was.  When I started college, I couldn't go to anyone's house to hang out.  In high school, I struggled with deep depression.  In Junior High, I didn't want to leave the house to go to school because I was so afraid.  Even 5 years ago, I never thought that I could ever hold a job or have a family, and I've been able to hold around 4-5 small part time jobs at once, I've been teaching, I've held 3 jobs with 2 being extremely fast-paced and high stress, I've made a difference in my community, and I have made friends and changed lives.  I'm starting a family, and am dealing with the stress that comes from that, and I continue to struggle and fight against all difficulties.  Though I had the worse relapse I have had in a long while, I continue to persevere and move forward. Despite the pain and fear I struggle with every day of my life, with God's help and through Christ's grace that truly does "make weak things become strong," I can make it through this and all other trials.

Keep me in your prayers, my dear friends:  I may be in for a struggle ahead.  But with Christ and God and the support of my wonderful family and friends, I can make it.

Love you all!

"Thy friends do stand by thee, and shall hail thee again with warm hearts and friendly hands."  (D&C 121:9)

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Self-Talk and Enabling Agency

I was watching some of my co-workers at my old job and how they talk to and interact with others, and how I interact with myself and realized some neat things.  Along the same lines of my article on Gratitude, what we talk about and think about changes our focus.  I realized how the guys I was working with were talking negatively and how much that affected their job performance and their overall happiness.  I also realized how a slight change in my language could help them, and how the same thing applies to us as we talk to ourselves.

As I was working alongside some guys at work, I noticed how upset they got and how often they apologized for making mistakes that I thought were pretty minor.  When I said they were fine, no apology needed, it made a slight difference in their attitude, although not by much.  But when I went further and let them know I thought they were doing a great job, and I was amazed that they were able to make so few mistakes with the difficult lot they'd been given, a very different thing happened:  they started to realize that at least I thought they were doing a great job, and they made less mistakes and worked even harder.

At my other afternoon job, a similar thing happened.  I had a manager who had been - albeit jokingly - saying how bad a job someone was doing.  Another manager was (again jokingly) even more harsh in his criticism.  I realized how both these approaches created a negative feeling from the individuals involved.  While I know that the intention of these managers was to help inspire and motivate in a playful way, it diminished that person's sense of worth.  I started bringing in some positive feedback, some words of encouragement and once again there was an evident change.

Thinking about all of this, I realized how the way I was speaking to myself, my "self-talk," about my circumstances and situations had begun to make me feel quite terrible about my circumstances.  I'd begun to be less grateful, less happy, and generally more anxious and scared of those around me.  A slight shift in my speaking has made a huge difference.


One area that I wanted to focus on was on how the way we speak to ourselves can help us focus on our agency and how this can help us feel less anxious and more secure.

One of the struggles with anxiety is a feeling of being powerless and helpless, that things are outside our control and that all is lost to us.  Sometimes, the way we talk even encourages this assumption:  "I have to get this done,"  "I should've done this better," etc. etc.  This kind of language not only focuses us on negative things, but it also encourages an almost slave mentality within our minds:  we "should" does not say why, but has the underlying child-fearing "because I said so," without any respect to ourselves, our thoughts, our needs, and our ability to make decisions based on our circumstances.

For example, let's say John's been going to college. It's getting close to the end of the week a difficult assignment is due, and John has only half finished it by the deadline.  He manages to get it in a few days late, but is docked 20% on his grade because he missed the deadline.  He thinks to himself:  "I should've spent more time working on that assignment!"
If John simply neglected the assignment, we might think the same, but what if I told you that, in addition to college classes, John has been working 2 jobs to help support his family, his wife and 3 kids.  He is also an Elder's Quorum President, and that week his wife got really sick and he was doing the housework and running his kids to school so his wife could stay home and recuperate.  How reasonable does his statement sound?  What if he said instead:  "If I wanted to get the full grade, it would've been easier for me to turn it in on time if I had . . . "  This change in language changes the feeling that we get about the situation.  It helps us realize what the focus was and how to go about doing it, and it leaves us with a choice.


Even that statement, though, is still negative because it focuses on things outside our control:  the past.  What if he said instead:  "This week, I had a lot going on.  In the future, it might make it easier for me to turn an assignment like this on time if were to . . ."



The battle over agency that we fought for in heaven is still going on today.  We see it more obviously in those who seek to exercise unrighteous dominion over others, but it is there in our everyday lives as Satan strives to make us feel powerless and helpless over our circumstances.  As we strive to recognize how we can make our own decisions, how we can be agents unto ourselves by making decisions based on righteous priorities, we begin to see how much power God has given us in our lives.  No one can choose the circumstances he is placed in, but every person can choose what to do with the trials, the struggles, and the circumstances God has placed us in for our growth, our edification, for our Salvation and Exaltation.


Let's strive to speak more kindly to each other, and especially to ourselves.  Let's strive to speak in such a way that every person can feel that they have that unlimited potential to choose for themselves.  Let's focus on what we can do and remember that God loves us and will not ever hold us responsible for those things that are outside our control.

Love you all, my friends!

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

He Will Lead Thee by the Hand, and Give Thee Answer to Thy Prayer

Some neat experiences have recently made me ponder on some things going on in my life.  The biggest has been the upcoming birth of my wife and my little boy this May.  Another has been struggles and difficulties at work.

I recently have been contemplating a job change.  I've had several people talking to me about how good I could do at different jobs, and it's made me ponder about whether I should stay with my current employers or should move on.  After much praying, pondering, and discussion with my wife (and maybe some trepidation), I went in to talk to the boss at my early morning job.  What was really neat was that I was going in to talk to him about all of the reasons for leaving I had come up with:  more time with my wife; searching for just one full time job, instead of two part time jobs plus teaching lessons; anxiety levels at the job and my struggles, etc.  But when I talked with my boss, the reason that I told him was one I hadn't even thought about:  going to graduate school.  It was neat to ponder on how the Lord has been leading me this way for a while now.

I've thought about how I need to compose to get into grad school, and how I need to find a time to sit down and write.  I figured the answer was to work harder to spend the time working on my stuff, but after I talked to my boss that morning, I realized that I've got all of my time booked up right now.  There would really not be any other place to fit time in to compose and still accomplish all those necessary things that I've felt the Lord desiring of me.  The more I pondered, the more I thought about how much I need simply more time to finish up everything I need to do.

Thinking about this, I thought about some different questions I've had about my experiences.  One question:  why did the Lord have me work at my current early morning job if He knew that I was going to be leaving it soon anyway?

I realized a couple of answers:  I had been praying to get a job for so long, and I found something that really helped Brooke and I pay off some debt and have some extra money that we were able to get some much needed things with.  I was also able to feel more confidence in learning and doing a new job and in making new friends and forming new friendships.  I was able to see how people reacted in a different working environment and was able to be grateful for the people I work with in other jobs and how truly great they are.  I got to practice patience, righteous judging, and some other neat and important skills in becoming a better disciple of Christ.  Most importantly, I was able to make an impact, no matter how small, on the attitudes and feelings of those I got to work with.  While I may not have stayed at my current job for a long time, I got to do and learn some neat things, both about myself, others, and about the Gospel.

Sadly, one of the things I have seen (that has been a large factor in this change) is how good people choosing poorly in small ways can cause the loss of the Spirit, how important it is to be vigilant in upholding those truths and standards that we embrace and hold most dear, and to make sure the places and the people we choose to surround ourselves with are going to uplift us and not drag us down.  It was certainly one of the saddest things about the job to overhear how far some good people had fallen because of their choices.

On the other side, it was neat to hear of good people, perhaps not knowing all of the truths we as members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints know, who nonetheless love their families and strive to provide for them.

It makes me think of a dream that I had a few nights back, a two part dream.  On one night, I dreamed that I had gone into this Narnia or Fablehaven-like world, where there were all sorts of amazing experiences for me to learn about and to enjoy.  I had been simply left a key, and after trying it on several places, found this world.  Similarly, I found another key in the next dream, and had even more experiences.  When I found the person leaving the keys for me why they didn't just take me there themselves, he said:  "Then you wouldn't have experienced it for yourself."  If I hadn't gone through the process of working like I had, I wouldn't have learned why I needed to move on, and how important many of the things I do every day in living the Gospel are.  I wouldn't have grown as much, I wouldn't have learned as much, I wouldn't have experienced as much.


The Lord leaves us to learn for ourselves and make many of our own decisions, helping often and many times helping us gain our desires because He wants us to grow and learn.  Sometimes our desires change, but through it all we get to learn that Heavenly Father loves us enough to give us what we want sometimes, but He also loves us enough to make sure we understand and then get what we need.

Love you all my friends, and I hope you keep learning in this whole life-experience thing God's given us.  Remember to be humble through all of it, and the Lord has promised that He will "lead thee by the hand, and give thee answer to thy prayers." (D&C 112:10)

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Come With Us; Neat New Video on LDS.org

Found this video on LDS.org this morning and wanted to share it with you guys:



Let's not forget how great the grace of God and our Savior, Jesus Christ is.  Take care, dear friends!

Monday, January 20, 2014

They are Their Own Judges, Whether to do Good or Do Evil

I was reading in Alma 41 this morning, and I came on verse 7, the end of which says:  "for behold, they are their own judges, whether to do good or do evil."  It struck me when I read that that I am also my own judge in this matter, and that I ultimately do have the choice to do good or do evil.  For me, this was a great comfort as I've struggling feeling like others have thought of me poorly.  The truth of the matter is that their judgement doesn't matter as much as my own choices.  If I choose to do good, then I can feel confident in feeling good.

I think this all goes back to the doctrine of agency.  Whatever others think, whatever they may do or say, I truly am in charge of my own choices, and only those matter ultimately to me and are of consequence to my eternal fate.  What others do, whether they are kind or cruel, can only effect me if I choose to allow it do so.

It's certainly an enabling doctrine, to know that we are free to act for ourselves and to choose our own fate even though we cannot choose what circumstances we are in or how others act.

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Be Not Weary in Well Doing

I'm sure grateful for scripture study!  It is quite amazing at helping me put ideas into a Gospel perspective, and helping me receive revelation to help me in my struggles with anxiety.  :)


I was pondering upon things, and struggling with some more anxiety this morning, and as I studied in Alma 37, I read this verse:  "Teach them to never be weary of good works, but to be meek and lowly in heart; for such shall find rest to their souls." (Alma 37:34)  I had something happen at work that made me feel a desire to do something I knew was not right.  There was a piece of equipment that wasn't working properly, and I was pretty sure that I had broken it.  I felt like leaving it and letting someone else discover it and fix it, but I knew that that was not the right choice.  I told one of my supervisors about it, and offered to have the cost of the equipment paid for out of my wages.  My supervisor let me know that it was all right, and they would get it taken care of.  I felt a lot better about having done the right thing, even though my anxiety was bad and I was frightened about what others would think about me.

It made me think about how doing the right thing no matter what the situation is what my Heavenly Father and Christ would have me do.  It made me realize that I have developed some of that character that I had been hoping to develop, with no desire to do evil, but to do good continually.  It also made me realize how important doing good is.

My struggle for much of the morning was in doing right.  At work, I'm in a situation where my co-workers are sometimes swamped with work when I'm not.  Do I help them, knowing that perhaps the cause of them being overwhelmed may be from their own mistakes?  Do I help them, when I'm uncertain if my efforts to help are effective at truly helping them, or if they are not appreciated and maybe not wanted?  It's certainly a struggle for me, and a great trial most especially when I have the troubles with anxiety that cloud my judgement and make it difficult for me to think.

Anxiety causes severe emotional distress.  When the Amygdala, a part of the brain that controls memory and emotion, is highly agitated, it disrupts the functions of the Prefrontal Cortex, the part of the brain that controls logic and reasoning.  When my anxiety is high, it means that I can't think or reason properly because of that disruption, which means that the answers to simple questions of how best to hand something to someone or harder ones like how best to help someone handle their workload are beyond my capacity to easily reason out.  What is neat is that I can rely on Christ at those times and the Spirit to help me through those difficult times.  All I really need to do is keep striving to do good, to "never be weary of good works."  It makes me think also of a scripture in the Doctrine and Covenants:  "Wherefore, be not weary in well-doing, for ye are laying the foundation of a great work. And out of small things proceedeth that which is great." (D&C 64:33)

After being able to collect my thoughts a bit at work, I was able to help my friend out who was getting angry and frustrated because of the overwhelming-ness of his workload.  Even though I'm uncertain if it was the best way to help or if I ought to have done something different, I can be confident that my efforts, though weak, were made strong in Christ, and that by simply striving to do "good works," I was truly doing good.

Let's not forget to keep doing good works, even when we are tired, worn out, frightened, or suffering great pain.  Christ loves us, despite our weaknesses and our perhaps failed attempts at serving Him.  He wants us to try even if we do end up failing, and He forgives us when we do fail.

Love you all, my dear friends!

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Bear With All Manner of Afflictions

Struggling with great trials this morning again:  the anxiety has been tremendously bad today from circumstances beyond my control, and I've struggled with much pain, and sorrow, and anguish of soul.  I took out my scriptures and began reading, and came across these two verses in Alma:  "And now my beloved brethren, I would exhort you to have patience, and that ye bear with all manner of afflictions; that ye do not revile against those who do cast you out because of your exceeding poverty, lest ye become sinners like unto them;  But that ye have patience, and bear with those afflictions, with a firm hope that ye shall one day rest from all your afflictions." (Alma 34:40-41)  A few things really stood out to me.

One of them was to remember to not revile but to forgive those who revile against me.  This morning's anxiety struggle resulted mostly from the feeling that those around me were "reviling against me" because of personal weaknesses in my work.  Part of that may be from being new at the job still, yet I don't see it that way, and it sure hurts to feel like others don't like me even though I work hard to help them out even when I don't have to or have that help reciprocated.

The other phrase that really stood out to me was: "have patience, and bear with those afflictions, with a firm hope that ye shall one day rest from all your afflictions."  Part of my struggles today resulted from sleep deprivation, which is a difficult stressor, and the amount of quality sleep I receive plays an important role in how I feel and how bad the anxiety is.  That phrase, "that ye shall one day rest from all your afflictions," felt particularly pertinent to my circumstances.  I felt all kinds of need for rest, both in sleeping and relaxing and recuperating.   One day, I will rest from all my labors, from all care and sorrow, from all afflictions.  Even if the anxiety is so bad that all I can focus on is the pain I'm suffering right now (and the feelings associated with the anxiety that this pain will not go away), one day all pain will end and we will all be free from it.

I'm grateful for a Father in Heaven who gives me such remarkable blessings and teaches me in so many different ways, even if they are occasionally painful.  One day, we really will rest from all the troubles of this life.

Love you all, my friends!

Monday, January 13, 2014

Because of Thy Son

This morning, I was recognizing that my spirituality had dropped a little because of a great lessening of the stresses that I've been facing at my different jobs and in general.  I realized that I hadn't been paying much attention to spiritual matters, or, rather, not enough to help me stay close to the Spirit and keep from suffering a great relapse in my anxiety problems.
I felt very sorrowful, even feeling that it might be a struggle to repent.  Not that I had any great or malignant sins, but that I hadn't been as grateful for blessings or as attentive to daily spiritual matters such as prayer and scripture study.  I went to my scriptures and had come to Alma 33 in my studies.  This verse popped out to me:
And you didst hear me because of mine afflictions and my sincerity; and it is because of thy Son that thou hast been thus merciful unto me, therefore I will cry unto thee in all mine afflictions, for in thee is my joy; for thou hast turned thy judgments away from me, because of thy Son.  (Alma 33:11)
A few things stuck out to me:  "it is because of thy Son that thou hast been thus merciful unto me," and "thou hast turned thy judgments away from me, because of the Son."  I realized, Christ and my Heavenly Father are very merciful.  Jesus Christ didn't suffer and work out salvation for all mankind except for me;  He didn't do it for me to be miserable when I strive to follow Him in the sincerity of my heart.  He atoned that all men might be happy if they will repent.  If I strive to follow Him, to change my ways, to get better, does that not include me?

Let's all not forget that God does not just love perfect people, but all of His children, and He seeks that all men might be happy like Him.  Love you, my dear friends!

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Forgive Them, For They Know Not What They Do

This morning, I was struggling feeling sick, tired, and maybe a little upset at those working around me.  I kept working, praying for help.  I was upset and angry, and I didn't know what to do to stop.  I knew the command is to "love thy neighbor as thyself," but how to do this when I was feeling so upset, mostly because I felt others were not being very forgiving of me and my weaknesses.

The thought occurred to me that I am a son of God, and He loves me.  More than that, they are sons and daughters of God and He loves them.  If God, the Eternal Father, who is all-knowing, loves them so much, and values them and wants them back in His presence so much, there must be something about them that I don't see or understand.  They must be worth so much for an omniscient, perfect Father in Heaven to love and value them so much that He sent His Son to suffer and die for them.

I was ashamed of how angry and unforgiving I had been of their weakness.  What should it matter if they were unforgiving of me?  Should I not still forgive them?  Has not the Lord said:  "I, the Lord, will forgive whom I will forgive, but of you it is required to forgive all men." (D&C 64:10)  More than that, does not Christ provide the opportunity for forgiveness to us?  Do I somehow think that I my opinion is better than my Father in Heaven's or my Savior's?

I'm sure grateful for ongoing insights about my loving Father and my Savior and Redeemer.  Let's all strive to be a little more like them:  full of love, and full of desire to see us, all of us, succeed and return to live with them.

Love you, my friends!  Take Care!

Friday, January 3, 2014

Line Upon Line, Growing a Little at a Time



This morning, I awoke to a dream that I could only remember one thing about:  for some reason I was in a cave and was observing the formation of stalactites and stalagmites.  For those of you who don't know, these cave features are created after many years (thousands in some cases) of water dripping off of the roof of the cave.  This water contains minerals that are deposited on the ceiling of the cave as the droplets leave the roof or the floor as they hit the ground.  The small amount of minerals build up over time to create the beautiful and sometimes very large formations that make up caves.

The thought struck me that that is like our own lives:  things of such a small nature build up over time to form the person that we are.  Perhaps that's why God asks us to do such small things every day, things like praying, reading the scriptures, being kind to one another, etc.  These small things are the things that - if done consistently over time, will lead to us becoming the people God wants us to be.  It really is the small and simple things by which great things are brought to pass.

After pondering this, I also realized how much farther along this year I am with dealing with the struggles of my anxiety disorder.  I've been trying to conquer it, doing those small and simple things every day, and most especially during trials to continue to rely on Heavenly Father for help.  While I am not yet healed from my illness, yet I am much further along, and I am more able to handle the hardships that God gives me and allows me to go through.

I thought of all that I've been through the past month or so.  How would I have handled that a year ago?  What about 5 years ago?  What about a decade ago?  I've gone from wondering if my anxiety disorder would keep me from ever holding a job, from going to college, from getting married. I have a Bachelor's degree, I'm working 3 jobs, one of them a private business teaching students, and I have a wonderful wife and at the end of May, we'll also have a little one (not sure 100% on boy or girl yet, though we think boy).  Yes, it's hard.  Yes, it's painful.  Yes, there are even days where I don't feel like I want to or even can leave the house, but I'm doing it.  It is an amazing thing, and such a great blessing from Heavenly Father.  I was grateful to remember the remnants of that dream, too, because it reminds me that God's plan is a plan of Eternal Progression.

I had a friend talking to me about this:  sometimes the world pushes on us a different model than that in the plan of happiness.  As Latter Day Saints, we know that God wants us to become like Him, and Christ has even commanded us, "Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in Heaven is perfect." (Matt 5:48)  However, our culture today is saturated with the diabolical idea of having things all at once, instead of gaining things a little at a time as is prudent and expedient.  This makes us feel sometimes that we have to be like God all at once, that we have to be perfect all at once.  While we should earnestly strive every day of our lives to live up to the ideal and example that our Father in Heaven and Jesus Christ have given us, we would do well to remember that their way is that of eternal progression:  line upon line, precept upon precept, here a little, there a little, (see Isaiah 28:10, 13, and D&C 98:12) from now until eternity.  We don't become gods overnight, nor was God's intended purpose for us in mortality to every try and do so.  We are to do the best we can to become a little better every day of our lives.

I hope we can all remember this, and especially not be discouraged when we don't become what we want all at once.  Whether it is like me in striving to overcome a lifelong struggle with mental illness, or whether it is in our daily struggles with sin and personal weakness, let's all remember to be forgiving of ourselves.  And let's especially remember our Savior's love and our Father's love for us, His children.

Love you all, my friends and fellow-sufferers in Christ!

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Remember, My Son


My experiences with working a new job, an old job, and teaching students has recently helped me to gain some new perspectives on things.  As I've been working so much, my stress levels have risen dramatically.  I had some challenges during this last little while that have been quite difficult to bear:  one week I was coughing almost all of the time, and I even ended up coughing up blood and a sludgy, black mucus (no worries for anyone very concerned:  the blood actually came from my nostrils since I'd also been blowing my nose a lot, and the black mucus was simply from dust and dirt from work).  I then had an incident where I had a fever and ended up passed out on the floor in our bathroom.  I woke up to Brooke checking on me when she heard me fall down late at night.  Another day, I awoke in the middle of the night and ended up throwing up and having diarrhea spells for a little well.

Kind of been a crazy little while!  Not only that, but other issues have come up to:  my grandpa in the hospital, and right after him, my step mom.  Then, my wife getting sick, and concerns about our baby all have made for a difficult time.


During this time, I've been trying to figure out what to do to help my body get enough rest and my mind to have some respite.  Most especially, I have striven to drop my stress levels to something more manageable, as stress is an important factor in handling anxiety.  It's been a hard battle, and yet the Lord has blessed both my wife and me with such amazing blessings.  It's been a hard road, but really neat.  After some of the difficult physical and mental health challenges, I have had a chance to ponder on my experiences, and I have realized a few things.

One thing I have noticed is that the natural man does have a tendency to turn inward when faced with struggles.  I sought many times to alleviate my pain and suffering by doing things that turned me inward:  playing video games, watching movies, etc.  All of those things really didn't help me in the long run, though they may have helped a little at the time.  While there is the necessity of taking time to rest and to take care of ourselves, we can't forget that those who turn inward and seek to "[find their] life shall lose it: and [they] that [lose their] life for my sake shall find it."  (Matt 10:39)  I found again that to reach out to others really does help me feel the comfort and peace of the Savior, and helps me more than if I simply seek to help myself only.

Another thing I have seen is the necessity to remove those things in my life that aren't necessary, to simplify, and remember and live up to those core values that are most important.  And what is most important?  Loving Heavenly Father, my family, and my neighbors and seeking to serve them.  What's not important?  Money, prestige, praise and honor of men.  It makes me think of a talk by Elder Uchtdorf.  In it he said that "during seasons when growing conditions are not ideal, trees slow down their growth and devote their energy to the basic elements necessary for survival."  He showed how this can be a pattern for our own lives:
When stress levels rise, when distress appears, when tragedy strikes, too often we attempt to keep up the same frantic pace or even accelerate, thinking somehow that the more rushed our pace, the better off we will be. ...
The wise understand and apply the lessons of tree rings and air turbulence. They resist the temptation to get caught up in the frantic rush of everyday life. They follow the advice “There is more to life than increasing its speed.” In short, they focus on the things that matter most.
Elder Dallin H. Oaks, in a recent general conference, taught, “We have to forego some good things in order to choose others that are better or best because they develop faith in the Lord Jesus Christ and strengthen our families.”
The search for the best things inevitably leads to the foundational principles of the gospel of Jesus Christ—the simple and beautiful truths revealed to us by a caring, eternal, and all-knowing Father in Heaven. These core doctrines and principles, though simple enough for a child to understand, provide the answers to the most complex questions of life.  (Of Things That Matter Most, Elder Dieter F. Uchtdorf, October 2010 General Conference)

I think the most important thing for me during this time to think about and remember is that my trials are something that will be for my good.  They are the very purpose for my being here on earth, and if God sees fit to give me hard things to bear and trials that feel to much to handle then it is because He knows I can get through them and learn great things from them.
If thou art called to pass through tribulation; if thou art in perils among false brethren; if thou art in perils among robbers; if thou art in perils by land or by sea;
If thou art accused with all manner of false accusations; if thine enemies fall upon thee; if they tear thee from the society of thy father and mother and brethren and sisters; and if with a drawn sword thine enemies tear thee from the bosom of thy wife, and of thine offspring, and thine elder son, although but six years of age, shall cling to thy garments, and shall say, My father, my father, why can’t you stay with us? O, my father, what are the men going to do with you? and if then he shall be thrust from thee by the sword, and thou be dragged to prison, and thine enemies prowl around thee like wolves for the blood of the lamb;
And if thou shouldst be cast into the pit, or into the hands of murderers, and the sentence of death passed upon thee; if thou be cast into the deep; if the billowing surge conspire against thee; if fierce winds become thine enemy; if the heavens gather blackness, and all the elements combine to hedge up the way; and above all, if the very jaws of hell shall gape open the mouth wide after thee, know thou, my son, that all these things shall give thee experience, and shall be for thy good.
 
The Son of Man hath descended below them all. Art thou greater than he? (D&C 122:5-8)






In all our struggles and trials, whether in pain or sorrow, fear or anguish of soul, let us remember most especially the example of our Savior, who took the bitter cup and drunk it.  I pray we can all have that strength to drink whatever bitter cup the Lord, in His wisdom and understanding, has given us.  Love you all, and may God bless you in your trials!

"For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind." (2 Tim. 1:7)