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.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

What Matters Most


You must watch this!!

I saw it first thing this morning and was in tears 10 seconds in... where I stayed the entire length. It has been with me all day. In fact, I have been on the verge of tears allllll day long.

Also... you MUST check out that scripture at the end ;-)


Jason and Dana said...

Wow, so touching. I've started viewing this type of thing so differently since knowing people in the military.
I'm pretty sure the first little girl was from here, Randolph is the base we live by. It's just such a common thing around me. There were 3 little girls in Primary who's dad was in Korea for a year. They actually moved about a month before their dad came home, so we didn't really get to see the homecoming.

Crystal said...

Hanna Myers is from San Antonio, so was the little hispanic girl who ran to her dad. I spent 3 hours looking up all the movies in the clip last night. It is so hard.

My brother left on a 6-9 month deployment in June. Within the first week, he called home to tell Jenn it would be 11 months for sure. It has only been 2 months, and since then, Taylor has crawled, stood on her own and started eating bits of food (Asher STILL is on purees!).

It is heart-breaking, and it makes me realize how physical closeness is so important in addition to safety...

David and Debby said...

Running and jumping and falling on the necks in joy - all innate characteristics in that situation. They come as naturally as does love itself.