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, October 21, 2009

The added dimension

I don't know if I told everyone about my little experience in the hospital in SLC with dad's doctor. I was sleeping and he woke me up after the surgery. It was about 6 a.m. He described what he had done, and his prognosis. He felt like the upper part of Dad's index finger would basically be worthless, and "if it was me" I would just amputate the finger" from the lowest joint up, or else amputate the whole finger and have a three fingered hand. He explained how there was bone missing, the nerve had been cut, etc., etc. As he was talking I was thinking in my mind--you don't really get it. Your life is based on science. Your decisions are based on science and what is right in front of you. You don't understand the power of the priesthood, the power of prayer and fasting. You really are limited in your ability to evaluate medicine. Maybe he just needs more experience. Despite what I know about prayer, priesthood blessings and fasting, I was really depressed and wondering how David was going to cope with it all. When I went in to see David he was all upbeat and positive, asking a million questions, pushing the limits of what they all wanted him to do, telling me we could go ahead and go on the trip. It totally changed my attitude. I just want all of you to know that I know prayer works, that priesthood blessings are answered, that Faith is more powerful than anything we puny earthlings think we can do. I am so grateful to know that I have a Heavenly Father who will help me with hard things, any time I ask. Mom

1 comment:

Crystal said...

The reaction of David inspired me and honestly, just bowled me over. I was shocked at the optimism and even more shocked at the flight, as planned, the next day. You are right, there are "other factors" of the Priesthood that are the most-important and most-powerful forces on earth. How lucky we are.