Showing posts with label young women. Show all posts
Showing posts with label young women. Show all posts

Friday, December 2, 2011

Young Women and why our investment in them is critical


A little set up for those of you who are not familiar with my religion which is The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.  Often referred to as Mormons.

We serve in different capacities on a volunteer basis.  There is no paid clergy.  We have a primary which is for children ages 18 months to 12yrs.  Our youth programs for boys and girls from age 12 to 18.  The Young Men are also encouraged and work directly with the Boy Scouts of America.  Both programs have a pamphlet with outlined projects and assignments for them to complete and earn associated jewelry or other significant sources of recognition.  The projects and activities are designed to instill positive habits of clean living, resourcefulness, individual spirituality, interpersonal relationships, communication, public speaking, teaching and ultimately develop their individual testimonies of Jesus Christ as their Savior. 

In Young Women's the program is called Personal Progress.  Which is exactly that.  Every activity and project is designed to allow the young woman to progress and grow in seven different value areas.  It generally takes a young women a couple of years to earn it.

As leaders in the YW organization, we are instructed to encourage and provide opportunities for the girls to work on their Personal Progress and to appropriately acknowledge their progress.  It's a fun challenge and often very difficult and time consuming to complete.  It's certainly something that one could compare to a young man earning his Eagle in the scouting program.

I've been blessed and lucky enough to serve for several years in the YW program in various capacities.  When I was first called several years ago, I was wary.  I didn't even LIKE girls let alone have to work with them at least twice a week?  Sundays and then one evening a week for activities?  And don't get me started on a week of camp with them.  Wary, indeed.

One Sunday with them is all it took.  I was instantly in love.  With every single girl.  From the youngest 12 year old to the oldest 18 year old.  In love.  And an instant testimony of the importance of the program.

The past couple of weeks, it's been on my mind.  I've quietly observed our girls.  I've put a lot more thought into our personal interactions and then spent time thinking about each girl.  Her strengths, her weaknesses, her needs, her individual personality.  Our particular ward of YW is about 25 girls, so it's easy enough to manage and get close with each girl.  It doesn't take much to get to know them each personally.

Over the past month or so, a particular idea has been zeroed in my mind.  Yes, I have known this truth always, but for some reason, I feel very compelled that it's of the utmost importance RIGHT NOW.

The idea, or rather  the truth, is that these young women (and young men for that matter) are really and truly, the future.  We are teaching them by word, and more importantly example, on how to be leaders.  One day, my little Mia Maid who is 14 years old now, will grow up and be a YW leader herself.  How will she know how to lead?  How will she know how the organization is supposed to be run?  How will she know to step out of her comfort zone and love girls that are younger and much different than herself?  From the simple act of conducting a meeting and teaching a lesson, to the more complex of prayerful decisions for the organization, the administration of the organization and following the rules in the handbook.  How will she know these things?

Quite simply from us.  From her leaders.  From the other adults in her life that set the example and give them opportunities to practice and serve.  Too often, we are afraid to let our children fail, and that extends to our ward children that we have stewardship over.  Too often we forget that they don't know.  In fact, that was one of the mistakes I made as a parent.  Without realizing it, I was assuming that my kids just knew stuff.  I don't think I am the only one guilty of that.  And I certainly appreciate my children who kindly brought that attention to me, and now I am responsible for acting on it.  I no longer have children in my home to raise, but the principle applies.

In fact, whether or not you or a member of my same religion, doesn't the truth apply regardless?  Each one of us have interaction with young people on some level.  As a parent, teacher, aunt/uncle, grandparent, teacher or friend.  And all children need to be taught the same leadership principles.  It might not necessarily apply to their religion of choice, but it most certainly applies as members of a community.  As part of society.  As one who will be a future adult, one who votes, leads in their areas,  and determines the course of their individual circles of influence.

It has struck me hard the past little while and caused me to assess if I am fulfilling this stewardship responsibly.  Am I following the rules, being organized, reaching out, conforming to the particular guidelines my church has outline for the program?  Where can I improve?

With the world moving at a neckbreak speed, we have no time to waste.  We don't have the luxury of relying on someone else to do this.  We have to step up to the plate.  It's crucial.  It's not something to be approached haphazardly, but instead with a zeal and passion, and a belief that you are INDEED making a difference for the future simply by teaching, leading and being an example of how things should be done to the young people with whom you interact or whom you have stewardship over.

This past week we had our annual YW Christmas party.  Now one would think, with a party, what is taught?
1.  Traditions are important.  For several year, our girls have gone out and tied Christmas ribbons on each mailbox in our neighborhood.  Service is taught.
2.  It's usually cold.  We can do things that don't seem particularly fun or comfortable.
3.  They go out in groups of 3 or so.  Learning to work together and to be as efficient as possible.
4.  We come back to the church for a simple dinner.  They learn that things don't have to be super fancy to be special.  Homemade soup and rolls teaches the importance of learning some basic homemaking skills.  Simple decorations teach that they don't have to be "over the top" with decor to make a room fun and cute.
5.  An organized table that is designed to allow several girls to serve at once.  Lesson in organization and efficiency.
6.  Unassigned seating.  Learning to reach out to someone who isn't sitting with anyone and including them in your group.  Befriending, socializing and the importance that everyone is important.
7.  Noticing which girls are missing and texting them to let them know you miss them.  Teaching to notice the girls not there and then reaching out to let them know you miss them and wish they were there.
8.  A DVD of  our pictures of activities throughout the year.  Lesson in learning to laugh at ourselves and sometimes our silly pictures.  Sadly, we mostly had camp and very few of other activities.  Lesson in the importance of documenting your life.  Pictures included as well as journaling.
9.   A small and simple gift.  The girls each received a simple Christmas tree ornament with their name painted on it.  Lesson that gifts don't need to be elaborate, just personal.
10.  When the activity is done, everyone tends to jump in and help clean up.  Lesson that many hands make light work, and that simply walking away means someone else is doing the lions' share of the work.  We all enjoyed the activity, we can all take the time to help clean up.

Clearing a Christmas party has become a learning experience.  That should happen each and every single time we interact with our youth.  No matter the event, they are learning from us.  Our examples, our words, our attitude's  A heavy responsibility to be sure, but is absolutely critical since these young people will some day be the leaders and if don't teach them the right way, we could likely be headed for chaos of some kind.  Not just in our respective religions but in our world and society as well.

I love my opportunity to serve with the YW.  They are amazing girls who never cease to astonish me with their level of maturity and willingness to serve and learn.

I can only hope I live worthy enough to continue to be with them.  I love them to the moon and back.  Every last one of them.



( I didn't know how to set the timer, so I had to do a different pic with me in and with TeraAnn's awesome hat!)

Monday, September 12, 2011

Homecoming Shmomecoming - Pity Party 2011

In my church, the youth are advised to wait to start dating until they turn 16.  It was a hard and fast rule when I was growing up, it was never questioned.  But then, dating was different.  It seems like kids now don't really "date" so much as they "hang out".

At any rate, I heard some of my young women talking via FB about getting asked, who was 16 who wasn't, who would go IF they got asked....the usual excited chatter from Sophomore girls who desperately want to be asked to a dance.

I decided I'd host my own Homecoming party for the girls that either weren't old enough to go or didn't get asked.  It was gonna be our own Homecoming Pity Party except that we were gonna have so much fun that no felt bad about not going to the high school's Homecoming

We started the evening off with pizza


Some games





Did you know that girls will pretty much act like idiots if it means they win the game?  Yeah, I know!


We ended the evening with the movie "13 Going on 30"   A nice reminder to not try and grow up too fast.   No need to hurry along.  Waiting until you are 16 or even not dating after that for awhile is totally okay.  As the wise Billy Joel tells us, "Vienna waits for you".


I made all the girls pose for a traditional dance picture with smiling Jesus.  Of course we were missing two of them, but this was our group. 



And dang, we had fun!  Might need to make this one a tradition!

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Christmas Traditions - Installment Two

This isn't a family tradition but one that our Young Women in our ward have been doing for years, and I have been lucky enough to be involved for a few of those.

The first mutual night in December, we divide up the neighborhood and with ribbons (garland also in the past) and decorate every person's mailbox within our ward boundaries.  Members or not, everyone's mailbox gets the love.  It adds such a festive look to our neighborhood!


After we all brave the cold and snow to get them done, we come back for dinner chatting and watching a DVD of all the pictures throughout the year.  The girls love it!  It brings back memories of all the good times we had together for the previous 12 months. 

(the girls also get to choose an ornament as a gift)


For me, I am reminded just how much I love every single one of them.  We have some amazing young women and I am blessed to even rub shoulders with them.  And our leaders?  The best!

Can't wait to see what 2011 brings for our YW group!

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Thanksgiving Fleet Feet 5k Turkey Trot 2010


You know we always do a 5k on Thanksgiving, in the morning before we go get our eatin on and this year would be no exception.  The question was, which one to choose?  Lisa found one in American Fork that with your entrance fee you actually got a hoodie rather than just a t-shirt.  Sold.
Makenzie, the other YW advisor I work with, was gung ho for one, and we wanted to get our girls involved as well.  The more the merrier and WAY more fun! 'dawg also wanted to run it, so several weeks ago, we all got registered.

Watching the weather reports became quite disconcerting though.  It was to be clear without showers of any kind, but the temps were at freezing or below.  And, we all know how I feel about cold weather running. I.Hate.It!

Thursday morning came early and all the YW and Mak met at my house.  I pulled out every one of my beanies, hoodies, leggings, gloves, and earmuffs I could find.  I already warned the girls to dress warm in layers, but I was going to have extra for them.

Put a pot of water on the stove to boil and set out the hot chocolate for something to warm us on the inside before we got going.

l-r  TC,CM,RK,BB,Me, Mak, 'dawg
A quick before picture, and then loaded a couple of cars and off we went.


We found our parking spots and then stood in line to get our packets with the hoodies, the bib numbers and whatever other swag they put in them  (lame this time) and tried to keep warm.  Start time was set for 8am but with the line of people still waiting to get their packets, we knew we were gonna be waiting to start.

We met up with  my Gym rats - Lisa, Kim, Kim and Kris and had some pre-race chatting. 
Kim, Kim, Lis and Me (Kris keeping his usual distance from us)

Lisa was sure to set my Young Women straight.  I love them.  I will be with them every step of the way the rest of their lives, but not in a race.  In a race, they were on their own.  So sad that it's true!

Finally at about 20 minutes after, the horn sounded and off we went.  I had already  lost sight of 'dawg since he had been maneuvering his way to the very start of the line (he's my son), so we kind of trotted until the crowd thinned out.  I settled into a nice little groove and decided the pace I had hit was going to be the pace of the race. 

It was most def COLD.  My lungs and muscles could feel it.  Tibia was feeling pretty good but about 10 minutes into it, my whole left leg ached.  Not where the stress fracture was but up higher where last year's fracture was and then the pain ran down all the way to my foot.  So weird.  And the bottoms of my feet have never recovered since the marathon.  They just feel bruised.  I felt discouraged that even with all the time I had taken off, wearing nothing but ugly crocs to cushion my legs and feet, and now 10 minutes into a good solid run, I hurt.  VERY discouraged.

Little self talk that included the fact that this was just a mere 5k and it wasn't going to cause any permanent damage.  I would finish and then maybe go hit my doc again and see what we can do.  Buckled down and kept the pace.  By now the crowd had thinned and just Mak was at my side, we chatted a little, watched for 'dawg ahead of us, and wondered how the girls were doing.  I knew they would all stay together so I wasn't worried about them.

With a hundred yards left, Mak kicked it into 5th gear and sprinted across, finished a fantastic    time.  I crossed at 28:37 and couldn't have been happier.  I let myself be okay with that time considering how much rest I have been doing and the shape my left leg was in.

Mak quickly headed the course backwards and I stationed myself at the finish line to get pics of the girls as they came across.  It was perfect for finding most of my friends!
K and B - more Gym rats

Lisa and Kris (Kris had already finished but ran back for his cute wife)

My cute Bird - she ran the whole thing and finished in 30 and some change - AWESOME!!

CM who got sick part way through and needed to walk.   She cut across the parking lot but was determined to cross the finish line!

Mak running in KM and TC

I love her smile!!


'dawg had finished WAY before any of us.  In fact, he was 28th overall, and 3rd in his age group.  This all on 3 hours of sleep and not even trying.  I asked him if he noticed his time as he crossed and he didn't even see the clock, he was just glad to be running without anyone screaming at him!

After some phone calls, a sick girl, some walking, we finally got them all rounded up.  Since Kris, 'dawg and myself all placed in our age groups, according to the posted results, we decided to stick around for the prizes.  They also did a drawing of random entrants and gave away a bunch of stuff.

We were amusing ourselves while we waited with the flavored oxygen bar



TC came home with a pumpkin pie. 

Mak came home with a smoothie blender. 


It took a while to go through all of this so we started to get REALLY cold.

And then the crappy thing.  When they got to our age groups, somehow I was no longer 3rd and 'dawg was no longer 3rd.  Wha???  How does that happen when you have no chip timing???  I approached the race director to ask about it and instead of being nice and apologetic about it, he was a jerk, tossed two pies to me and said that it shouldn't have happened and that he didn't have time to figure it out.

Oooookkaaayy........  um.  The pie wasn't the point you dirtbag.  The point was the right to say one had placed.  Not our fault that you were unorganized and screwed it up.  Whatever.  Most def won't be supporting them next time.

By this time we were frozen solid, later than we had told parents we would have their daughters home and so we literally ran to the cars, cranked the heaters and headed home.

Overall, the course was kind of lame since it was just 3.1 miles winding through some empty parking lots.  The swag that was donated and given away in the drawing was good,  but it took too long to get through and no place to keep people warm while waiting.  The prizes for age divisions were Turkeys for first and pies for second and third.  Not bad, except they were all pumpkin.  So, too bad if you don't like that kind.  And the swag was practically non-existent in the bags.
All that being said the hoodies are freaking awesome!  Great quality.  Perfect on sizing.  Warm fleece and the logo is super cute. Well done on that Fleet Foot, but next year, I'll keep my entrance fee closer to home and maybe a better cause.

The most important thing though? The friends I was with.  Granted I didn't get a chance to chat a whole lot with my gym rats, but my Young Women certainly impressed me.  Getting up early, running in the cold.  Sticking it out and finishing!  I am so proud of them!!  And 'dawg is just dang impressive.  Period.
(he had no idea I was watching him.  I zoomed in and caught him in the stance we find him in often)


Thanks girls for stepping up and taking on a hard challenge and finishing.
Thanks Mak for encouraging them and helping to make it happen.
Thanks gym rats for the fun we have EVERY TIME we run something.
Thanks 'dawg for making me proud yet again.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Halloween 2010 - uh........ BUH BYE

If I had only had this idea, I might have even dressed up!  Classic.

He's Facebook. Can't you tell?

And who says I can't craft?  Nor do anything Halloweenie?


This was as close to a costume as I was gonna get

Baptisms for the dead - totally Halloween appropriate right?

The only things I am missing from this post are:

1. A picture of Luka eating a live cricket on a 10 dollar dare.

2.  A picture of Sissy in her costume.  I am so bummed about it I could cry.  And her Daddy will be so sad. 

Fingers crossed I get something later this week I can send him.

And see ya Halloween 2010 - don't let the door hit in the arse on the way out!




Thursday, August 26, 2010

Thankful Thursday - Canyon Journal Night


We have a tradition in your Young Women's of a Canyon Journal Night.  When I first went last year, I thought it meant that we bring our journals and then find a quiet place in the campground to write down our deep thoughts and spiritual insights.  Boy was I wrong!

Instead everyone brings a journal and we pass them around for everyone to write love notes to each other in.  Kind of like yearbook signing day.

In addition to roasted hotdogs, chips, veggies and the required smore's, we had a great time kicking back, laughing and in general just goofing around.

Since I was sitting in a chair with an ice pack on my neck for a good portion of the time, I handed my camera over to the girls and let them have a go at it.  They were our own paparazzi!
Tera and Lexi

Rach and Ash


group shot and not a great pic of me....boo


Chelsea - my bff from whom I learned a very valuable lesson.  Don't paint your fingernails and then reach into a bag of Doritos.  And then lick your fingers.  Words of wisdom!


Some of the girls liked hiking up the rocks a bit.  The smells in the canyon were pure HEAVEN!


leaders....... leading  Jeri, Sarah and Brenda

cousins self portrait - Lexi and Savannah


Cami - why so stressed angel?  : )  love you!


Janae and Allison


Happy Girls!  Jewel, Chels, Rach and Ash


hard (heart) at work writing love notes


I am surrounded by Angels!!  My Bird, Savannah and Lexi


A couple of our younger girls - Em and Lacey


Me, Brenda and Shirsten


Jeri


My Bird and Em


Requisite bug - nasty beetle of some sort


Our newest member. It was her 12th birthday this very night and she chose to spend the evening goofing with us!  Love, love, love you Lacey!!  Anybody who does cheeto's fangs is a winner in my book


And still going at it after dark.  It was the last night before school started.  Wonder how many moms were a little ticked at us?


I work with the BEST women!  Jeri, Brenda, Debbie, Me and Sarah

What a fun evening.  The best part is coming home, opening my journal and reading all the sweet notes of love that the girls wrote to me.  I hang on to them and re-read them often.
YW  - the best calling in my church!