HISTORY

A Little History:
Our story begins in Pocatello, Idaho, circa 1972, when the lovely Debby Christensen agreed to a first, though fateful date with admirer, David Croshaw. Long story-short, he bade her follow him, and they went arm-in-arm to the Logan, Utah temple for establishment of an eternal family unit, Generation 1, on May 23 1973.

From their first blissful summer in Salt Lake City, educational pursuits took them to Provo/Orem, Utah, birthplace of Leslie and Rebecca, and to San Francisco/Oakland California, birthplace of Colin and Matt. Then, for establishment of livelihood, expansion of the tribe with Abby and Dana, and for raising/unifying of Generation 2, it was back to the roots in Pocatello for a rewarding sojourn.

In time, driven by a raging, but commonly shared sense of adventure and independence, one-by-one, Generation 2 escaped the homeland to distant regions of the country and the world, each ultimately developing their own tribal expansions by pairing with worthy mates and initiating Generation 3.

Now sensing fulfillment of their purpose in Pocatello, Generation 1 has also left those roots and transplanted to Cascade Idaho, from which base, they anticipate more abundant contact with The Posterity, Generations 2 and 3, in the future. That contact however, awaits fulfillment of a call to LDS missionary service in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada, wherein they hope to help the state of the world by sharing the love of Jesus Christ.

So now, including Generation 0 (Grandma and Grandpa Christensen) home base includes Yuma, Arizona, Pocatello, Idaho, Cascade, Idaho, Vancouver, BC, Fort Lauderdale, Florida, Spokane, Washington, Boise, Idaho, Los Angeles, California, back to Boise, Idaho, and on and on (Generation 3+) to infinity.

Our Mission Statement:
This is the blog of our eternal family unit. Initiated years ago, it served well as a journal, but even more so, as an archive of our personal interaction. It was a gathering place, a confabulation instrument, a unifying force for four generations of widely dispersed and progressively prolific posterity, and their valued associates. Though it served these purposes well for many years, it eventually took a back seat to new-kids-on-the-block, Facebook, and Instagram, and was sadly forgotten.

We now move to resurrect this blog with an added functional purpose of archiving the missionary experiences of Generation 1, of their movements and activities as they participate with The Gathering of Israel in the land northward. In so doing, we hope that via their own comments and posts, this blog will again serve to gather and unify the posterity and their friends.

As in the past, that the young and vibrant may know the old and tired, that enduring bonds may be fostered and maintained, that experience and encouragement may be openly shared, that posterity may embrace truth, and that hearts may be knit together, we must resist detachment despite our geographic divergence. We shall do so here.
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Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Happy Birthday to me

Thanks for those pictures Mom. If Dad still has that powder blue suit I would be interested in taking it off his hands. And I think that's a pretty nice Members Only jacket I have on. I'm sitting here in the call room at the hospital celebrating my birthday. It's 2:45 am and lucky for me, I can't sleep. I celebrated by ordering an enema for an old guy with constipation. Anyway, that's beside the point.
One nice thing about traveling without the kids is I can actually focus on reading something for longer than 2 minutes. I was able to read almost the entire book that Dad gave us. It's interesting to me that you can hear things a thousand times, and one day you read it and it seems like it's the first time you have considered it. I had a few of those with this book. I'm realizing more and more that the priesthood is not something you get as much as it is something that you have to become. It's something you have to live everyday in order to have any power to use it. The Apostles have figured out how to do that more than anyone else, which is why they are who they are.
One of the things he talks about in that book is that we, as Elders, have as much priesthood as we will ever have, that we have as much priesthhood as the Prophet and Apostles have. That is a very humbling realization to me.
Anyway, if I'm not making any sense it's because I need some sleep. I'm really looking forward to Thanksgiving. We hope everyone can come.
Get Becky's pictures ready Mom. I gotta go. There's an infomercial that requires my attention.
Colin

3 comments:

David and Debby said...

colin,

thanks again for your thoughts. just got this quote from lds gems, re: the priesthood. xoxo mom
Healing Comes in Many Ways
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"We can be healed through the authority of the Melchizedek Priesthood.
Jesus gave His Apostles power 'to heal all manner of sickness and all manner of disease' (Matthew 10:1; see also Mark 3:15; Luke 9:1-2).
. . Although the Savior could heal all whom He would heal, this is not true of those who hold His priesthood authority. Mortal exercises of that authority are limited by the will of Him whose priesthood it is. . . .

"Healing blessings come in many ways, each suited to our individual needs, as known to Him who loves us best. Sometimes a 'healing' cures our illness or lifts our burden. But sometimes we are 'healed' by being given strength or understanding or patience to bear the burdens placed upon us."


(Dallin H. Oaks, "He Heals the Heavy Laden," Ensign, Nov. 2006, 7-8)

David and Debby said...

Sorry Colin, the powder blue searsucker suit has gone the way of all things. It probably ended up in some DI mattress. But I don't think it would have fit you anyway. I was pretty trim back then, eh? Those were the days. We shall reach them again.
Dad

Leslie said...

priesthood holders like you (and dad, and matt, and jason, and ray, and alex) make this world a better place!