I was thinking today about something Grace said. She had a big sliver in her foot. It upset her a lot at dinner last night, then this morning I asked her if she wanted me to take it out. I told her I had tweezers. She asked me what color they were:). I said silver. Then she said, no, she didn't want me to take it out. Then she said to me, "Jesus can heal anything, can't he?" After a pause, I said, "Yes, He can." We didnt' talk about it any more, but I would like to tell Grace just a couple more things about that.
I am so proud of you, Grace, for having so much faith in Jesus Christ. That tells me a lot about your Mom and Dad as well. They are teaching you about him, along with lots of other helpers, like in Primary. I wish I had that kind of certain faith. I want to assure you, that yes, absolutely, he can heal anything. He can heal slivers in our feet, cuts on our fingers, and scrapes on our knees. He can also heal pain in our hearts. He can help us when we are scared, He can make us feel better when we worry, He can help us in school, but most importantly, He can heal our spirits, when we have done something wrong. It is very painful when we know we have done something we should not. You are right, Grace, there is nothing ever, ever, that He cannot heal, and I hope that you will always remember that. I hope that you will always have that kind of faith in him, and I will try to follow your example. Thanks.
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.