Category Archives: The Book of Mormon

Just Observing

Sunday Fashion

Just observing in my weekly worship services I noticed a pattern a theme to the discussion, lessons and talks. It sounded like everyone met together and figured out the perfect things for me to hear and collaborated to form the perfect day.  The only thing is I struggled not to think about fashion, I wanted to just talk to my friend, needless to say I was super distracted. I did however gather some of the amazingly inspirational greatness of the day.

This is what I  can share of what I learned to day: Reclaimed

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A Mormon Single Girl’s Guide to Surviving the Holidays

I know, I know, the holidays are over. But here is the truth, they just happened and I survived them. I should save this post and post it for next season. Being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is wonderful; being 28 and single can be awkward.  Here is my favorite way it is explained:

“The situation of a Church member who is single can be illustrated by a simple analogy. Imagine that your favorite hobby is stargazing and you’ve just joined a stargazing club. You come to your first club activity eager to participate. It’s a cold night, but you’re not concerned: most of the club members are wearing club jackets, and you’ve been told you should be able to get one as well. But there is no jacket for you. You ask about it, and you are told to keep looking and that if you do your best, you will find a jacket when the time is right.

Meanwhile, you are getting pretty cold and a little worried. And you notice that most of the other club members are talking about how nice and warm their jackets are. In fact, throughout the evening the topic surfaces continually in various forms: how to wash and dry your jacket, how to add extra pockets, how to mend it, and so forth. Some of the club members notice you don’t have a jacket. “You really need a jacket for these activities,” they tell you. “Why don’t you have one yet?”” Source

I feel like the holiday season is times were I am asked about “my jacket” the most. So here are a few ways I deal with it:

1. Travel in packs

Whenever possible bring other single friends along to those company parties or a friendly get together.  Show those “Marrieds” that there are others like you out there and it isn’t that strange.

2. Practice what to say

If you have a sassy comeback ready when someone ask you why you are still single you’ll be ready. 2012 Season favorite: “How many superheroes do you know who are married?”

3. Don’t hire out a love interest

Life isn’t a Hallmark Christmas movie, don’t fake or lie, own your singledom.

4. Try to understand

For some odd reason people feel really comfortable talking about the weather and pointing out people’s marital status. If it isn’t comfortable for you to talk about, veer the conversation elsewhere.

5. When all else fails, asks for advice and tune it out

I pull this one out only when I am most irritated by the “Marrieds” blatantly offensive comments. I simply ask what do you think I should be doing different. Usually response starts with “Flirt……” and ends with who knows what, I tuned them out remember. (Okay, truth be told I usually do listen and try to apply what they say because as irritated as I am, you never know what you are going to learn.)

And lastly,  number six comes from a personal rule… long as your single never say no to a blind date. Blind dates always make for an interesting  story whether it is at your 50th wedding anniversary or as you relate the tale back to friends about the epic fail, blind dates make for an interesting life.

Hey girlsource

Caution: If you click on this source you could be lost for hours laughing and lusting like I was. I love Ryan, remember this post? I swear there was a “Hey girl, Looking for your jacket?” And I wanted to post that one but this one works too. I just kept looking couldn’t find it anywhere, but I didn’t mind searching.

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A Day with Jen

My Friend Jen’s dad came into town and she ask me to go with her to Salt Lake City to pick him up from the airport. She hasn’t seen him in nearly a year, so she was excited. We spent the day together and we made a few random video clips that day to remember the day.One where I asked Jen if she needed a funny man: Jen Needs a Funny Man and a really sweet one of her waiting for her dad:I don’t want to miss the big moment (I did miss it though.) We picked him up at the Salt Lake International Airport. The entire time I was jones’n’ to buy a ticket to anywhere and take off. I kept joking about it. Jen said she’d have joined me had it not been for the fact her dad was coming into town. We watched people and waited.We asked”Where you going?” as I wished it was me.

Her dad arrived and he took us to a fancy dinner on the town. My long time favorite, Little America Coffee House. I stuffed my face. And we took the tram to Temple Square and went to The Church of Jesus Christ of -Latter day Saints art history Museum. It was super cool and I had never been. I learned several things.  I thought I’d share them here with a few of our photos.

Here is one of our only picture that has one of us in it. Here I am conference talkin' at the podium. 

Sister Clark addressing the Conference Center.

One of my favorite things is all printed languages of the Book of Mormon. I know this picture is low quality but this is so impressive to me, the amounts of languages this book is printed in. Knowledge is power. The amount of translation that goes on in order for each to know for himself (or herself) about this book. Impressive.

A Painting of President Hinckely.

These are gifts that people all over the world gave President Hinckely. (I have that matryoshka doll set, hence the picture of such random things.)

Temple Square

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My Mission

My mission is to guide you in discovering who you are and to inspire you to reach your full potential I have been placed here to improve the lives of those I encounter, and this will be my measure. My life’s journey is making a difference on individual connections that create change in the world. My most important future contribution to others is love, attention, and kindness. My mission is to serve God by being: a source of light, a path of understanding, a stronghold of integrity, and a castle of realized dreams.

I am here:

  • To enjoy every moment along this journey finding laughter, love, and happiness with each day that passes.
  • To be adventurous. People need new experiences to expand your knowledge of reality.
  • To serve others and show compassion for others in need. “When you share with others you are blessed with things to share”
  • To inspire others.  People shine when they believe they can make a lasting impact, this may be the core of everything we do. To remember where I have been and where I will go through maintaining positive relationships with family and friends. People will know who you are by the way you make them feel.
  • To find purpose in life and help others discover their purpose.
  • To use an eternal perspective through humility, hope, and faith.
  • To look for strengths in others, and the good in every situation.
  • To find opportunities to use my natural talents and gifts; listen, laugh, be kind, write, and teach.
  • To take care of myself through exercises, eating healthy, drinking plenty of water and implementing good personal habits into my daily activities.
  • To choose the ethical way by making a personal commitment to honesty and integrity.
  • To find peacefulness within myself by looking inward while using my heart to guide my dreams and desires, and my mind to pursue knowledge, creating balance among all of my obligations.
  • To content myself in my surroundings so I will always know where security lies within my life.
  • To build a reputation of being dedicated to every goal I choose to pursue while having successes in both my personal and professional life.
  • To find happiness, fulfillment, and value in living, I will seek out and experience all of the pleasures and joys that life has to offer.
  • To enrich the relationships I make to a deeper individual level where in I am able to see the true them and I can share with them who I am.
  • To perfect the little things; prayer, church, scripture study, temple worship, and most importantly growing to know my Savior
  • To exercise the abilities I have to read, study, apply, and use my knowledge to gain more continually.

The greatest joy of all is being worthy of the respect and admiration of my loved ones.

“Cross your roads carefully, remember who you are, remember I love you.”

Photo by Jen Clark


The Self Express

Last week the Self Express Buss was in Salt Lake City. I was playing volleyball in powder sugary sand. I never thought we’d met. But life throws you into the pathways of others for random reasons. Come night time, right before Aaron’s show Jen and I decided to walk to Sammy’s. (Sammy’s is little burger and shake joint full mustaches) In reality we ran into our good friends Weston and Geoff headed that way. We all were just going to meet up at Eye lips Eye’s show and then meet up with Aaron afterwards.  Weston and Geoff had dangles of girls with them as if nothing new. So Jen and I just walked along for the fun of it.

In front of Sammy’s we noticed some chalk on the ground. I picked up blue, and drew a response to a message in Portuguese simple leaving “Fale algo logo”. When Jen suggested I draw a temple behind the boy and girl stick figures. I did. That is when we found out the real reason for the chalk it wasn’t for the ground but rather for the bus.

Like moths to a light, Jen and I crossed the street to the bus. There it was in all it’s glory, colorful as a kaleidoscope.  Jen quickly wrote “Jen Buffy” on the bus while I was suddenly at loss for what to draw or write. And that is when we were invited on the bus. Two young men approached us and started asking about Jen Buffy and we started asking about the bus. A somewhat intoxicated man walked by and asked “Can I have your bus?” We all laughed at his blatant attempts. The mysterious bus owners responded “No, but you can draw on it.”  I then took the opportunity to bat my lady lashes and ask “Can I have your bus?” Moments latter I stood in shock with a heavy ring full of keys in my hand. Lady Lashes. Sure it was momentarily and the key ring was instantly removed from my hand but replaced by an invitation on the bus. I am pretty sure being invited on a bus by long haired travelers, is the first of a many wrong decisions in so many young girls lives but in my case I felt okay about it. I made the instant choice to step on the bus and get a tour. I was curious about the purpose of the bus and they were curious about Provo.

We saw three beds, the dream catcher, the spice rack, and ended up on the couch in a discussion about religion. I knew it would end up there. I guess that is the reasoning behind entering onto the bus. I have always found it interesting to discuss religious views with others. I guess that is one reason I spent a year and half doing it full time. Jen had too, so the conversation smoothed into religion without any bumps or jolts. I felt as though Jen were finally companions in helping the conversation flow.

We talked about life, righteous choices, after life, The Book of Mormon (the musical), The Book of Mormon (the book),  health choices, A Greater Being, CTR (Choose the Right), and the paths of life.  It was super interesting to hear their opinions and to share some of ours.

This is what they state was the purpose of the bus, this harmonious conversation and friendship conducive environment. We guess each others ages. We all were so wrong perhaps it has something to do with gender stereotypes the guys guessed us girls to be way younger and we guessed the guys to be way older. (I think  full grown beards make any guy look older though.) I learned that they were promoting transpiration to a sustainable future and exploring solutions to the environmental and social problems we face.  Most of the resources for the bus were donated and they were fueling up on used frying oil.

They invited us along to Moab and I thought for a second if only this internship wasn’t 40 hour commitment. I offered Jen to go and they would have gladly taken her. She couldn’t though.  We wished them luck and went to our show. I think I left a little piece of me on that bus because it has been on my mind for a week now. I’ll I know is they left a little PEACE (play on words) of the bus with me.