Farnsworth Sisters

Can’t Get a Man With a Gun

You may think this video is featuring Annie and Joanna, but really it was Julie and me that choreographed the dance.  (Veva helped a little.)  It turned out great, in my humble opinion.  They were picked (about 20 out of 90) to be in the final performance.  I hope this works.  It will probably take you to the YASE site, and then you have to select “Can’t Get a Man With a Gun.”


The Lord’s Grace — Watch this Video

Recently the topic of God’s grace has turned up everywhere for me.  I have seen it in my scripture reading, in songs, conference talks, and in this talk I am sharing with you. In the New Testament, Paul called God’s throne the “throne of grace.”   In the Old Testament, the Lord calls the place where he guides his people the “Mercy Seat.”  I believe the Lord is trying to convey as clearly as he can that as I take my troubles to Him, His position will be one of mercy and grace.

The knowledge that the Lord’s grace is sufficient to cover us, empower us, and save us,  is the heart of the gospel.   This is why the gospel is good news and what we seek in our own lives, share with converts, and discuss with our  family.

I have loved this talk by Brad Wilcox in explaining why we don’t give up, and why God’s grace is enough for us.   http://byutv.org/watch/49475abb-10d4-4f45-a757-7000b9945468

I have listened to it about 10 times as I do laundry and other duties because I want my life to take in God’s grace.  I also want my first and true response to others to be the same as the Lord’s response —  that of gentleness, mercy and grace, rather than judgment, criticism and blame.  I have found that as my faith in Christ has grown, so has my hope in His redemptive power.   I hope you like it as much as I do.

I think everyone knows about these…

but in case you don’t, let me introduce you to POWER BITES.

Carol gave us this recipe at the cabin a few years ago and we still eat them all the time.  They are the best for a before, during, or an after school snack.  We make a batch and keep them in a container in the frige.

Here’s the recipe-

1 Cup of Peanutbutter – use the healthy stuff

1 Cup of honey

1/2 Cup of ground almonds

1/2 Cup of ground flaxseed

3 Cups of oats

Dark chocolate or regular chocolate chips – as many as you like.

Mix it all up and roll them into balls.  Then keep them in the refrigerator.

We love you Zach!

This was Marie on the first day of kindergarten.  Trying hard to smile, but struggling a little.  I asked her a few days later what the best part of school was she said, “Coming home.’  Then I asked her what the worst part of school was.  She said, “Going!”

We’ve worked through it and she’s doing great now.

When I saw this picture I thought of Ruth today.  No greater blessing than sending your last son on a mission, but you still struggle a little…

I’m sure when it is time for Zach come to come home his answer will be just opposite of Marie’s…

The best part of the mission – Going

The worst part of the mission – Coming home

We love you Zach and are already praying for you!

Divine Signature #1

I think everybody has read or has had the chance to read Divine Signatures by now.

So I’ll start off the discussion with a Divine Signature of my own.  Nothing too fancy, but a way I felt the Lord working in my life.

Please add your own…I want to get some from Mom and Dad too.

Over a year ago, I went to the grocery store alone, which is weird.  Usually I am keeping little hands away from the candy bars and keeping little eyes away from the magazines as me and the crew go through the check out line. But this time I was alone and so I was reading the magazines as I past through.  One magazine about fashion, one about bodies, one about home decor, etc…

I paid and left.  And I heard my thoughts turn to something like this, “Man, I really need to get myself fixed up.  My clothes are junk and my house needs a full redo.”  I caught myself in this mental dialogue and realized that in about 2 minutes of reading magazine covers I had just fallen for exactly what the world wanted me to fall for – and it made me mad.

I thought of my kids going out in the world everyday for hours having messages like these crammed down their throats and whispered in the ears and I started getting worried about how they could be expected to stand strong, knowing that I had been tricked so easily.

I prayed and pondered, and searched the scriptures and found 2 Timothy 3:1-7,14:

1 This know also, that in the alast days perilous btimes shall come. 

2 For men shall be lovers of their own selves, acovetous, boasters, bproud, blasphemers, cdisobedient to parents,dunthankful, unholy,

 3 Without natural affectiontrucebreakersfalse accusers,incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good,

 4 Traitorsheadyhighminded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God;

 5 Having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof: from such turn away.

 6 For of this sort are they which creep into houses, and lead captive silly women laden with sins, led away with divers lusts,

 7 Ever learning, and never able to come to the knowledge of thectruth.

 14 But continue thou in the things which thou hast learned and hast been assured of, knowing of whom thou hast learned them;

 15 And that from a child thou hast known the holy scriptures, which are able to make thee wise unto salvation through faith which is in Christ Jesus.

 As soon as I read that last scripture, I knew that was the answer.  If we and our children study the scriptures daily, we will be able to see through the deception that is all around us.  We will be familiar with truth, what it sounds like, what it feels like.  We will have the Holy Ghost with us to help us see clearly and be wise.  To withstand the last days, we must be children of the scriptures.

I loved the answer and I know that it is true.  But at the same time I received it, I received another prompting. I was supposed to share this with the Young Women in my ward.  I was the primary chorister.  I wasn’t sure why I had that thought, so I went on.

A few weeks ago, I was called to be the YW secretary.  My first Sunday with the Young Women I didn’t really have anything to do, so I went into the Laurel class.  The lesson was about scripture study.  The experience came back to me as the lesson proceeded and I knew it was the time to share it.

I don’t know if it helped the girls in that class, but knowing that Heavenly Father had taught me something a year in advance for that moment (and for myself) helped me.

I know this was a small Divine Signature, so share yours, be they big or small.


Last year if any child wanted to take a lunch he made his own — when the menu at school was bad.  This year, all want to take their lunch, including Kevan, so I decided I would make them. Less mess, or more efficient, or at least I will know what I need to buy at the store.  So, 5:45 scripture,  at 6:00am I am in a mad dash to have Jo and Kevan’s lunch before they leave at 6:15.  Of course, since all the stuff is out I just make them all at once.  Seven sandwiches doesn’t sound too daunting until you get the specifics involved, and remember the hour of day:

One with mayo, one no cheese, two with lettuce, cucumbers, any veggies you got, three with cucumbers on the side “cuz the sandwich gets mushy,” ham vs. turkey, etc.   This doesn’t count for the type of chips, fruit/veggie choice, (apple slices with lemon or no lemon on, whole apple, don’t even think of giving me carrots), etc.  All want cookies, I thought, until Nate came home and said two cookies is not necessary.  (Weird). Add in three snacks for school snack times. Names on bags, not Jo’s — not needed for high school,  Kevan has his own bag, Grace has a pink lunch box, names on Grant and Nate’s, and initials on Spencer’s for my sake.  Wow.  Spencer came home laughing the  other day at what did and didn’t get into his lunch.  (And I have only done this 5 days).

So I was chuckling to myself  this morning because it has turned into such a mental gymnastics,  and I was mulling over, in a foggy way, why I was doing this.   I realized I like thinking of each of the kids’ day and knowing they each have a good lunch.   (Besides, it is a short-lived brain strain.)  Anyway, I had a real clear scripture come to my mind, “What man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will he give him a stone?  If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them that ask him?”

This flash of revelation was perfectly timed as I worked in my parental role.  I felt the Lord was telling me of how much He loves me, wants to have my needs met, and see me truly happy, just as I was trying for my kids.   I do know He communicates often with me and loves when I include Him all areas of my life, just like I do with my own kids.  I am thankful for a perfect Father in Heaven who knows and loves me.




News Story About Back to School Shopping



Thanks Amy for working hard to give us all chances to serve.  I know it makes a difference in the lives of the school kids.  But it also makes a difference in the lives and culture of our family.


Because they just get it.

Yesterday was our annual “Back to school shopping” for the kids at LaMesita and Autumn House.   This day of the year is always a huge highlight in my life, and I want to tell you why. 

First of all, I get the list of children from these two places.   I use my oldest grandkids and we go get all the backpacks and everything to go in them, and we load them up.   Then I have to get my volunteers and where do I start?  I start with all my own kids and the neices and nephews.   Why?  Because they just get it.    What do I mean?

They get how to work with children and talk with them and not down to them.  They get how to make a child they have never met, not want to leave them after only an hour or so.   They get how to work with people and show the adult staff respect.   They show up on time, clean and so cute, they smile, laugh and let the children feel their love for them.  There is nobody quite like them.   Rock and Luke had a cute little guy from Sudan who hardly spoke english.  But he had a big smile and loved being with them.  Cole’s little guy was a sprinter and I found Cole trying to find him through the store a couple of times.   Sophie just put her little gal in the front of the cart and pushed her through the store.   Clint had a teenager from the Sudan family, and JoAnna’s 6 year old didn’t want to take off her new jeans and tennis shoes.  So Jo just took the tags off and let her wear them out.  Spencer was our youngest shopper and he handled it like a champ.  I watched him trying to find his child some size 11 1/2 shoes that they didn’t have, and spencer asked for the size 12 to see how it would work.   He gets it.    Molly’s 18 year old young lady, also had a 3 month old, same as Walker, so they had a lot to talk about.  Molly new exactly how to treat her.   And even though it isn’t as fun, Cozie and Summer shopped for 2 little girls that couldn’t be there because it was their first day of school.  I could go on and on.   I call Freddie at the last minute because I needed an extra, and of course he comes.  I knew he would.  He has taught the rest of the of the cousins how to be.  How lucky we are to have him as our oldest nephew.    Tim and Audree, Ben and Lauren, Murph, Joe, Rachel, Tessa, David,  and the rest that have helped me through the years, but maybe couldn’t be there this year, I can’t say thanks enough.   I am so proud of you.   You make it hard to be with and trust other people your age, because you step up and do things really great and are so fun to be with.    You just get it and I love you.


Happy Birthday Mom

I think I am safe writing this post now. I want to pay tribute to our great Mom. It was her birthday last week. We didn’t miss it. Our Mom doesn’t like her birthday – partly because it marks passing another year and partly because she just doesn’t like to be the center of the attention. Publicly, I want to thank her for teaching me how to be a “mom” and love it. I am grateful for her unwavering belief in the institution of family.  Now as I see my daughters raising their little ones, I see her influence going on for generations. Thank you Mom for loving us, for giving your life to us and countless others.


Divine Signatures

Sherri recommended, Divine Signatures, by Elder Gerald Lund to me a few weeks ago. I now want to recommend it to all of you and also suggest a little fun to go along with it.

The idea of the book is that God is always working in our lives. Some people say that coincidence is God’s way of remaining anonymous, but Elder Lund says it is just the opposite. He says it is God’s signature in your life- a time He wants to show you He is there and loves you. Then Elder Lund gives many remarkable examples to go with this idea.

We’ve all had times like this in our lives, and probably a lot more if we would pay attention and look for God’s hand in our lives, like Elder Eyring says in a conference talk.

So read this book (I know a few of us have already) and think about Divine Signatures in your live and the life of our family. And then let’s write a few here. Some might be extraordinary. Some will be extraordinary just to us. But I know these testimonies will be a great resource for our children and family.

So, how about it?