HISTORY
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.
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10 comments:
Isn't that the truth!
Love that!
I find that to be true in so many instances in my life. I know what the better of two options is but I have a hard time letting go of the "ideal" one. I realize more and more that my life isn't going to be ideal. My kids aren't going to go to bed in 20 minutes with one book and two songs each. Mia gets very chatty at bedtime, Jackson wants me to snuggle. HOwever, I do get to spend an hour with them reading, singing and enjoying them vs. the ideal. (This is from Lori - didn't know I was logged in under Colin.)
i thought of something kind of related. i heard that a high percentage of suicide survivors (who jumped off bridges) said that as they jumped, while in the air, they thought of a solution to their problems. interesting, huh?
this is like "suspending" a decision will you pray about it. while it is in the air, the Spirit provides clarity.
Dad
Personally, I have accepted this truth about big jumps and decided that I no longer need to jump off a big cliff into water down below to have an "aha" moment. My aha moment is that I don't like cliff diving.
What a shame. I kinda like it.
Haha, you two are so cute.
What's the story with your Whatever, Whenever blog Abby?
It was a blog I used to keep up with a couple of friends at the Census. We would always email back and forth whenever we found something cool, so one day we just decided to start collecting them all in one place.
Oh yeah. I'm pretty sure I've asked you that question before, now that I've heard the answer.
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