Friday, May 23, 2008

Four Months Old ALREADY!!!??!!


That's right, Joseph is now four months old. He is truly the world's perfect baby; he's cool, calm, and collected . . . unless he's hungry. That's another matter entirely.

Today Chris and I took Joseph to the doctor for his well visit. He was given 4 immunizations, which I think hurt me much more than they hurt him -- he only cried for 5 seconds. Here are his 4 month stats:

Weight: 12 lbs 12 oz (11th percentile)
Lenght: 26.4 ins (93rd percentile)
Head circumference: 42 cm (44th percentile)

Can you believe that length?? He's tall and skinny, the clever boy! The doc says he's on track to be around 6'3", which is awesome. I'll have a power forward someday!

1. A healthy baby
2. A husband who holds the kids while they get shots
3. Going to lunch together after the appointment

Saturday, May 10, 2008

All That Heaven Will Allow



"So come on Mr. Trouble,
We'll make it through you somehow.
We'll fill this house with all the love,
All that Heaven will allow."

1. Nathaniel
2. Bradley
3. Lindsey
4. Joseph

Blessing Day

Sunday, April 27, 2008, Joseph Adam Hardy Black was given a name and a blessing by his father. In the circle were Fred, Jon, Matt, and Pat Cox. It was an incredibly special occasion for our family, and I am again in awe of the blessings of our Heavenly Father upon us. I am at a loss for words in gratitude for His tender mercies.

Among many other beautiful words, Chris mentioned in the blessing that we were so happy for the chance to become reacquainted with Joseph and that we felt as if we had known him all along. I'm so thankful to my husband for being the worthy man he is and for being an amazing father to our children.

Joseph looked pretty spiffy in his blessing outfit.

1. Children sent from Heavenly Father
2. The Holy Priesthood
3. The privilege of naming our boy after his two Uncle Adams

Sunday, May 4, 2008

I Believe In Christ . . . So Come What May

My dear family and friends, today I feel inspired to share some thoughts I've been pondering. I realized this morning that it is very important to me that the people I love are aware that I know God lives and that He is our Father. I know Jesus Christ lives, that He atoned for our sins, and that He gave His life for us.

I'm thankful to my Heavenly Father for my trials because they have made me who I am. I feel like I have been blessed with trials, which may seem like an odd thing to say. However, I think I am finally at a point in my life where I can say that trials are blessings because I know that they refine us. They serve to lift us from imperfection and weakness to a holier state, one that will one day qualify us to live with our Father in Heaven again.

An important aspect of being tried is learning to accept the Lord's will in all things, to allow our will to be swallowed up in His. This is not an easy thing for us to accomplish sometimes, but I am so thankful for a testimony of how necessary it is and for a blossoming ability to do so in my own life.

I know there is a plan for each of us, and I believe everything happens for a reason, according to that plan. Tribulation is an important part of that; perhaps the natural way to think of that is to say, "Unfortunately, tribulation is a part of life." But I don't think it's unfortunate. This is not to say that I take the trials I face and watch others face lightly. But I do think these hard things we face are meant just for us and reflect what our Heavenly Father knows we need in order to be worthy to live with Him.

I love these words from President James E. Faust:

"In the pain, the agony, and the heroic endeavors of life, we pass through a refiner’s fire, and the insignificant and the unimportant in our lives can melt away like dross and make our faith bright, intact, and strong. In this way the divine image can be mirrored from the soul. It is part of the purging toll exacted of some to become acquainted with God. In the agonies of life, we seem to listen better to the faint, godly whisperings of the Divine Shepherd.

Into every life there come the painful, despairing days of adversity and buffeting. There seems to be a full measure of anguish, sorrow, and often heartbreak for everyone, including those who earnestly seek to do right and be faithful.

The thorns that prick, that stick in the flesh, that hurt, often change lives which seem robbed of significance and hope. This change comes about through a refining process which often seems cruel and hard. In this way the soul can become like soft clay in the hands of the Master in building lives of faith, usefulness, beauty, and strength. For some, the refiner’s fire causes a loss of belief and faith in God, but those with eternal perspective understand that such refining is part of the perfection process."


I have realized in the last year that when trials come, we have a choice: we can either turn to the Lord for strength and support and help, or we can turn away from Him. If we turn away, He cannot help us, and that is when our trials become more than we can bear. With the healing power of the Atonement, our Savior can enable us to withstand any hardship. And when we truly realize the purpose behind those hardships, it makes the process beautiful, even when it is intensely painful.

May I share this story that I love so much, regarding the refining process we all go through:

While reading Malachi chapter 3, a group of women in a Bible study came upon a remarkable expression in the third verse: "And He shall sit as a refiner and purifier of silver."

One woman spoke up and said the verse was intended to convey the sanctifying influence of the grace of God. Then she said she would visit a silversmith and report to the other women what he said on the subject.

She went accordingly and, without telling the object of her errand, begged to know the process of refining silver, which the smith described to her.

"But, sir," she said, "do you sit while the work of refining is going on?"

"Oh, yes, ma'am," replied the silversmith. "I must sit with my eye steadily fixed on the furnace, for if the time necessary for refining is exceeded in the slightest degree, the silver will be injured."

The woman at once saw the beauty and comfort of the expression, "He shall sit as a refiner and purifier of silver." God sees it needful to put His children into a furnace: His eye is steadily intent on the work of purifying, and His wisdom and love are both engaged in the best manner for them. Their trials do not come at random: "the very hairs of your head are all numbered."

As the woman was leaving the shop, the silversmith called her back and said he had forgotten to mention that the only way to know when the purifying process is complete is . . .

. . .when he can see his own image reflected in the silver.


1. The Atonement of Jesus Christ

2. The process of refinement in my life

3. A Heavenly Father who loves me

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

One Smart Cookie

That's right, folks, my baby sister Melissa has graduated from Brigham Young University. I am bursting with pride! She received a B.A. in History. I can't express how wonderful I think she is and how proud I am of her accomplishments.

One happy grad!


It makes me ill to post a photo of myself, but I am willing to suffer it to show how happy I am!


Congratulations, Mel. You're tha bomb!!!

By the way, I am going to adopt (steal?) something I saw on Mel's mother-in-law Nanci's blog. She ends every post by listing 3 things she is thankful for, going along with what she has written. So here goes:

1. The Lord's University
2. A beautiful, courageous sister
3. Springtime (even with a snow flurry or two)

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Videos

Bradley riding his bike:

Chris goofing off:

A rather cute baby, burping a lot:

More of said baby:

So Glad It's Spring

What a hot day we had yesterday -- it was altogether lovely. (However, true to Utah form we will have another cold snap tomorrow or something. Blech!) Still, I'm so glad we're getting there weather-wise. Winter is so harsh and depressing. Here comes the sun!

Here are some photos from our trip to the park last week. Lots of sun and fun.






My little Bradley learning to ride without training wheels!!!






This was hilarious. He was frustrated, as you can see.


The next day we played a little golf in the backyard.




Joseph's thinking, "You ought to put your hands together, big brother."


It was very windy that day, blowing around so much yucky dust. Not clouds -- dust.


Joseph prepares for family prayer. The kids thought this was so funny!





Look at that big boy sitting up in a chair by himself. Sniff.


Wednesday, April 16, 2008

I Am But a Young Gardener

“When the world wearies and society ceases to satisfy, there is always the garden.”
-- Minnie Aumonier

I never saw myself as the gardening type. Then we moved into this house, and there was a little patch of earth in the backyard that had been set aside as a garden. It was just a weed-filled rock quarry at the time, but I was inspired.

I made to-scale diagrams and planned what would be planted where. I spent hours pulling billions of rocks out of the soil and digging in compost. The first year we had a great crop of tomatoes and a few heads of broccoli.

The next year I decided we needed raised beds, and Chris and I spent what seemed an exorbitant amount of money buying wood and more soil. When we finished, I was so proud of the beautiful beds. Again we succeeded with tomatoes and not much else. A few beans and some zucchini. That was the first year I tried canning. Lots and lots of salsa and spaghetti sauce. I was so pleased with myself for my domesticity.

The next year Chris installed soaker hoses in each of the beds -- no more sprinklers! We planted strawberries. They have gotten better each year, and the kids love them. Last year Lindsey ate dozens and dozens straight from the garden.

I still don't consider myself much of a gardener. I haven't had a bumper crop of anything except tomatoes, and they practically grow themselves. Still, there is something very spiritual to me about cultivating and growing something in the earth. It's a beautiful thing.

This year I again have big hopes for the garden. Who knows what I will be able to grow; it's the process I enjoy, I guess, more than the harvest. (Good thing, since the harvest is usually small.)

On a warm day we worked in the garden as a family. I love the idea of teaching the children to work in that way. Maybe my success will be more in growing them.



"God almighty first planted a garden. And indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures."
-- Francis Bacon



It may not look like much, but I love it.



And let me throw in a cute photo of Joseph, just for fun!

This... Is American Idol

Ok friends, 'fess up. I want to know if any of you are watching Idol this season and what you think of the contestants.



My favorite this season is Brooke White. She's got a distinctive voice and a real singer/songwriter vibe going on. Fellow fans, who do you like???

Friday, April 11, 2008

VOLS WIN!!!



Yeah, I know this is not new news, but my favorite all-time basketball team, the Tennessee Lady Vols, won the NCAA Championship on Tuesday night. What an awesome game; what an awesome season!


Yeah, baby! Candace Parker, arguably the best female player of all time, led the Vols to their second straight championship! She's DA BOMB!!

And the great Pat Summitt -- the winningest coach in college basketball history, men's or women's!

. . . cuz they rock!