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.

Sunday, October 19, 2008

my last primary talk

Mom had to help me finish it after i told her what i wanted because i was tired and i hurt my neck.

Valerie’s Very Last Primary Talk

D and C 4:2 says “Therefore, O ye that embark in the service of God, see that ye serve him with all your heart, might, mind and strength, that ye may stand blameless before God at the last day.”

I am a child of God and because I am, I want to serve my Heavenly Father and love people around me. I want to be the best that I can be so that I am happy with who I am. The only way to be really happy with ourself and to like ourself is to be as good as we know we should be.

When my baby brother was born a month ago, I realized how perfect we are when we are born. I talked nicely, I acted nicely, and I only wanted my brother to be around good things, good sounds, and good feelings. It was very hard to see my brother given shots, on breathing machines, and we were only able to touch him or hold him with permission. It was very sad, but I wanted to do something, so I read to him with Matt and I sang to him with my mom. I felt the love of Heavenly Father for me and for my brother when we were doing our best to serve him.

around asher were tiny babies who were very sick and I smiled at their moms hoping to give them something to smile at. I also asked questions about the babies because my mom said that they probably don’t get to talk about them to many people. It made me feel good to learn babies names and to talk with their moms. My favorite place when we were not with Asher was the mom’s nursing room. All the moms went back to that room to get milk for babies. It was nice to ask questions and learn about them. It was good to know that even talking to someone is serving them.

I know that every person is a child of God and I am glad to know that. It makes me feel better about myself and when I remember that even if I am mad at someone it makes me feel better about that person too. It is good to know that we are all loved because it feels good and it is good to know that when we try we can love others by serving them.

I am in middle school now and sometimes it is hard to do the right thing, but I want to be like Ammon in the scriptures and be valiant and do what it right. My name means valiant and my favorite character from Narnia is Lucy- who is called Lucy, the Valiant, and I feel like my most important goal is to always be valiant and do what is right. To do that will let me return to Heavenly Father one day. It is like my very favorite song called “When I am Baptized” from Primary says:

I want my life to be as clean as earth right after rain
I want to.
 be the best I can and live with God again

I have a testimony that we should all serve God with everything we are… (what does that meen mom?)


beckyV said...

That is one of my favorite primary songs, too :)
That was a very inspirational talk, Valerie. It must be exciting to be moving on to young womens!! I know that you can always be valiant if you always try to have the spirit with you and always try to serve God. Thanks for sharing!

abbynormal said...

P.S. She did a great job! I got to watch!

notthecroshaws said...

Very nice talk. We are proud of you.

notthecroshaws said...

I was there too. It was a really good talk. It was fun being with you for those two weeks, Valerie. Sorry we didn't get around to the garage. I hope school is going well, and that you are enjoying playing the flute. Grammy