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.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Another reason why living in DC is great

Every November in DC there is an Inter-faith concert, with representation from more faiths than I can remember. You get Catholic, Sikh, and Baha'i choirs, Hindu dancers, Jewish fiddlers, Muslim rappers (they did a rap about Moses, Jesus, and Mohammad, in addition to the Islam call to prayer. They're actually very good. You should check them out at nativedeen.com.), and yes, even a group of singing Mormons. For whatever reason, the singles of my stake have been the LDS representation for the past two years, so I got to sing last year at the National Hebrew Synagogue, and this year at the (ahem) Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception. (Only the largest basilica in the Americas.) Where else in the world would I get such an opportunity??

This one was televised, and supposedly we're going to be on the DC public access channel all through December. (So everyone, um, tune in?) It was a really touching, to see all the different ways people have found to worship and revere God, Allah, Vishnu, or whatever they deem to be the higher Being. Since I'm living in such a religiously diverse place, I'm trying to take advantage of the opportunities I get to learn and understand more. Lately, Marcia and I have been talking religion a lot with a Muslim friend of ours, and you know what? Muslims and Mormons have a lot in common! It's just all a reminder to me that religions of the world may have some vast differences, but yet, we're really NOT all that different.


Alex E said...

Muslims and Mormons have a lot in common!

In fact I was reading an article about the custom in the world and the countries that have a more values about( family, sex, marriage, etc) are the countries practice the Muslims so if we compare with all faiths in America the Mormons have a good points.



Crystal said...

What an awesome opportunity, indeed!

Mormons, Muslims and Roman Catholics are all very similar... and there is good reason for that- those jewish roots! It is amazing to me how similar all three are; did you know that Muslims believe in Jesus Christ? They revere Him as a prophet.

And baha'i! It is similar to us as well! They do not think that any particular religious person is damned to hell if for the beliefs that they have. In fact, that all people are beautiful children with eternal potential. Neat, eh? I liked that idea a whole lot when I was not a member, I could not imagine a God who would do that to all His children. It never really set well with me when I was main-stream Christian...

notthecroshaws said...

All people of any religion (or no religion) will all have one thing in common among us -- that is the opportunity to accept the truth. The way I see it, that's the biggest similarity between us all. We have the fullness of truth and they all have only a part. In the end, those of us who will receive a fullness of the glory that is offered to us all will have made the correct decision and those who do not will have made the wrong decision.
Crystal said it best-we all have eternal POTENTIAL, it's what we do with it that separates us.