I just wanted everyone to know how thankful I am for all the prayers and support you have given us. A couple weeks ago there was a program in Michigan that posted an opening, so I applied for it. About a week after that they emailed me inviting me to interview, along with 7 other applicants. So tomorrow I am driving up to Flint, MI to interview for probably the last available radiology spot in the country this year. I have a 1 in 7 chance to get this spot, so I feel very fortunate to even be interviewing. Luckily it is only about 3 hours drive away from us and they are providing a hotel room, so it is much easier to make the trip.
With no real prospects in the past 6 or 7 months, it is hard for me to not be overly excited and hopeful about this spot, but it's the only prospect I have to focus my hope on. I have been thinking a lot about all the times I have been told, in one way or another, about my future in radiology. There's a scripture in D&C I read that was pertinent to my situation. It talks about seeking signs. I find myself at times wanting a reconfirmation on something that has already been confirmed to me. D&C 63: 9-10 - "But, behold, faith cometh not by signs, but signs follow those that believe. Yea, signs come by faith, not by the will of men, nor as they pelase, but by the will of God."
It's something that is closer than it has been before, but it could still be out of reach. I try to tell myself if it's where we are supposed to be then a way will be made for us to be there. That's what I have to tell myself. So tomorrow I am going to fast again for good results on Monday. I would appreciate any last minute prayers on my behalf, maybe at about 8:30 Eastern time Monday morning. This post ended up being much longer than I thought it was going to be.
Again thanks for all your support.
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.