Brinley is the middle child and she's a major goofball. She has always been the smiliest, happiest little person, and loves making the whole family laugh.
Teya is the oldest. She relishes her role as big sister and loves to hold, squeeze, and snuggle Mr. Chub. She is really into rules, following rules, and making sure everyone else around her is following the rules too. Teya is also a very positive and upbeat little person.
Last year we moved our family from Minnesota to New Hampshire. To help Teya feel more excited about the move we told her that we were moving to a bigger house with a lot more space and promised she was really going to love it. The time came to begin our trek out East. It took us a couple days to drive and on the first night we stopped at a Motel 6 to stay the night.
But there is a wonderful scene in the movie where it dawns on her that she is the lost princess, the daughter of a king. Knowing that changes everything. She stands taller, and with new confidence faces Madame Goethel, confronts her about the lies, and decides she doesn’t have to live like that or believe those lies anymore. She is so empowered, and we should be too. We are literal princesses, daughters of a Heavenly King. When the adversary whispers lies to us, trying to keep us trapped in towers of insecurity, we should stand tall and say like Moses, “Who art thou? For behold, I am a (daughter) of God”. How limitless is our potential? How can we see ourselves as anything less than incredible when we know where we came from?
Lesson number 2: Stop looking to the world for validation. It’s like looking into a circus mirror, or for the more tech savvy, photo booth.
You look in the camera and it twists reality out of proportion and the image you get back is not real. I promise, Taber really doesn’t look like that, not that I wouldn’t still love him even if he did. ; )
“I couldn’t love the new me or my new look. I felt hopeless at every hour of the day. It wasn’t until I realized who I was that i found confidence that I needed to pull the inner spirit and rely deeply on my savior to fix it. I couldn’t do it alone. We can’t do it alone.One autumn afternoon I lay on the couch, looking at the recently turned golden leaves dangle from our front yard aspen tree. My eyes were opened. I had a husband who was strong and immoveable by my side, defending me and encouraging me on. My children could remember my mother heart. They could see it through me relearning to become a mother again. I began reading a book to my children. I’d sit down for a meal. I tried to smile and kiss them, and soon enough it worked. My beauty continued to shine forth, I had the spirit and I knew God loved me, and I looked at my blessings and they so overpowered the pain and trials I was going though.”
“Who is it that whispers so subtly in our ear that a gift given to another somehow diminishes the blessings we have received? Who makes us feel that if God is smiling on another, then He surely must somehow be frowning on us? You and I both know who does this—it is the father of all lies.Brothers and sisters, I testify that no one of us is less treasured or cherished of God than another. I testify that He loves each of us—insecurities, anxieties, self-image, and all. He doesn’t measure our talents or our looks; He doesn’t measure our professions or our possessions. He cheers on every runner, calling out that the race is against sin, not against each other."
“I have an amazing older sister (just older than me) who I grew up comparing myself to. I didn't realize it, but I had become quite resentful of her, based solely on the fact that I considered her to be far more beautiful than myself (boys would always tell me how cute she was - I HATED that) and let this resentment fester inside of me. Silly? Yes. But I was an insecure teenager. It wasn't until my sister had left for her mission and I heard a talk by Elder Holland ("The Other Prodigal") in General Conference, that I realized what a terrible sister I had been.I realized when I heard this, I had been completely selfish in not giving my sister much-needed encouragement and praise over the years. She had insecurities of her own and she had needed the encouragement, but I was unwilling to give it to her. Had I been a better sister, we could have had a much stronger relationship growing up. Thankfully, this talk was a turning point for me. I am so close with my sister now because I see that Satan is the one who would have me believe that she is better than me, prettier than me, friendlier than me, etc. But like Elder Holland said - "The race is against SIN - not each other" We all need to cheer each other on!
- Blatant denial. Someone says,“You’re pretty” You say, “Are you kidding? I’m so ugly just look at my face!”
- Discrediting the positive by bringing up the negative. Someone says, “You did a great job singing.” You say, “Yeah well the middle was terrible, I missed several notes and totally messed up the words.”
- Playing it down. Someone says, “You ran a great race!” You say, “Oh well the course was made for beginners and I didn’t really do that well since it’s down hill and wasn’t that hard.”
- Comparing. Someone says, “You have a beautiful voice.” You say, “Well you haven’t heard Jenny sing, She has a way better voice than me.”
- You have gorgeous eyes.
- Thank you! I love your eyes too.
- That’s so amazing that you did _____
- Thank you! You could totally do ____ too! I could show you how, you could definitely do it!
- Thank you, that really means a lot because I used to not think that.
“You cannot hide from God, even if you try. He penetrates every place you could go or live, and there is no state of poverty or deprivation that blocks His power. The humblest among us, the imprisoned, the outcast, all are included in the arms of his love. Not one of us is unimportant, too sinful to approach him, or beyond help. He knows our hearts, he counts our tears, and as the ultimate loving parent, wants what is truly best for us.”
“People travel to wonder at the height of mountains, at the huge waves of the sea, at the long course of rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motion of the stars: and they pass by themselves without wondering."-St. Augustine