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. 
6 comments:
That's a good video. I think the scene at 1:40 may be Rexburg. It has numerous murals on the walls. IF does also.
crystal,
within close proximity of pocatello is logan, twin falls, idaho falls, rexburg, ogden, bountiful, slc, and the new jordan river. we could do at least two half day trips and hit 2 temples each time. debby
i think it is the twin falls temple.
The San Diego temple is a great temple, but sadly does not get used much. When we went the biggest session I think had 12 people in it. DC is like that sometimes too.
By the way, remind me to tell you about the sister missionaries in my mission who got arrested for kidnapping because they agreed to babysit for an investigator. Salt Lake must have different rules.
I would love to see any temple. For about 2 minutes I thought we might be able to go to Hawaii to see my friends who just moved there and I was so excited to see what the temple on Oahu looks like...
And as far as Sisters go, I bet they are not allowed to babysit normally, but the situation was an interesting one and the Temple Mission President insisted. It was an interesting situation. In a way I am glad I did not go, but I really DO want to go someday. I hear the walls there are like 3 feet wide and that is why the windows are so back and that Brigham Young left a spot empty for "something" in the blueprint that decades later became... the elevator shaft. It is so cool! Anyway, I would love several days of temple trips...
It is funny you mention the DC temple not being used. Every time I have been (but once) it has been PACKED with people lined up around the circumference of the endowment rooms. Of course, that has traditionally been on Saturdays for me- my only day off that the temple is open.
Once Matt and I went in the middle of the week when he was unemployed and I was on fall break from teaching and it was us 2 and 3 sisters. We had to be the witness couple (which was interesting for us as a newly dating couple. "How does it feel to be the answer to our prayers, brother and sister?!" The session leader referred to me as "your wife" to Matt a couple times). They had to call in temple workers to be a part of the prayer circle. It was interesting, but one of the most-fantastic times. I am sad when there are so many people that I feel rushed. I like feeling very deliberate and absolute about everything in the temple. Rushing takes some of that away from me. ESPECIALLY at the veil. I am lucky there too though, one of my favorite people works Saturdays at the veil and as luck has had it... we see each other nearly every time I go and I feel less rushed. It really is a wonderful experience and often, I feel it is a private place in the midst of many faces. The temple is the place I am LEAST likely to have- or even want- a conversation.
The last time I went was too long ago, going in April will be a great blessing.
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