Salty Tears, Salty Sea

Well, the kids are still not normal. There was a lot of crankiness, but they're also showing signs of wanting to be better. I went to Moses and Linus' room in the morning to find they'd already cleaned it and made their beds without wrinkles. (Linus got mad when I sat on his.) Herbie helped me clean up after dinner without anyone asking. Ruby and Penelope played quietly together with their dolls. Archie did his chore, then helped Penelope with hers.

But we rarely have everyone happy at the same time. We also make clear mistakes like taking all the kids with us while Woo goes over the branch list with the Relief Society President. I don't know what we were thinking. That kind of stuff's super boring for just a junior companion, let alone a bunch of kids. Anyway, this happened:

Then I removed all boys outside where we had a super rocky thirty minutes before they calmed down.

Woo has strained his tricep. It's been hard for him because 1) he's in pain, and 2) he can't surf until it's healed. Also, he's tired. Also, the van purchase he lined up on Friday fell through.

Finding ridiculous things in the grocery store is the tiniest silver lining.

I hesitate to make blanket statements for all of Portugal because all I've seen so far has been this one city and I don't know what's regional, or unique to one city, etc. But it appears there are no thrift stores. Instead, people leave perfectly good stuff on the sidewalk near the garbage bins when they're through and anyone who wants it can take it (Or it can be picked up with the garbage).

The son of a branch member found Penelope this baby carriage and doll. I was happy he could give it to her. He's a recovering drug addict and generally acts like he hates all people, so I was pretty shocked that he did this for her and was smiling about it.

Really, we've just been picking up soccer balls (all sturdier than the one we bought, which is already falling apart), but this week we found a surf board. The tail was partially ripped off... cue Ruby to the rescue... luckily, she'd stashed some twine in a bush earlier...

Then, Ruby, Herbie, Moses and Linus took turns just playing around on the board and getting a feel for things.

Almost all the kids got to where they could stand up after a lot of falling into the water, but Herbie was the most determined and spent the most time trying to get it just right.

And Penelope and Archie are still very content to just be playing in sand.

Our plans to have the kids take surf lessons were derailed by the advent of August and the appearance of crowds at the beach and large class sizes. We also don't want to buy the kids a board until we know a little more, so this was perfect for them and the wind and the tide were also perfect. Lots and lots of beginner waves in shallow water.

I gave my first talk in Portuguese today. I'm sure I slaughtered plenty of words, but the District President (speaking after me) said he was surprised, but he understood every word I said. Which I guess was a compliment? Or he had the gift of tongues?

Anyway, you don't have to be afraid I'm going to include all my talks (probably one every month or so in this branch), but I'm posting it below because it's not much longer than my regular testimonies and my last testimony was super short. Also, it's all story.

That's our week. Hope yours was great!


Talk (English first, Portuguese second):

One evening after the kids were in bed I read this story in a talk by President Dieter F Uchtdorf:

"I once owned a pen that I loved to use during my career as an airline captain. By simply turning the shaft, I could choose one of four colors. The pen did not complain when I wanted to use red ink instead of blue. It did not say to me, 'I would rather not write after 10:00 p.m., in heavy fog, or at high altitudes.' The pen did not say, 'Use me only for important documents, not for the daily mundane tasks.' With greatest reliability it performed every task I needed, no matter how important or insignificant. It was always ready to serve."

The line that says that the pen would rather not write after 10 p.m. was important for me because I often said that after the kids went to bed, was my time to relax and do what I wanted. This story told me I needed to repent.

A few days later Steve came home late. He had had a long day of work and bought the groceries.

The Spirit whispered that I should help him bring the groceries in the house. I didn't want to because I was tired and would still have to put all the groceries away after Steve was done.

The Spirit whispered that I was not being a good pen in the hands of the Lord, and right now I was needed to help my husband.

I went outside to help him and put all the groceries away and I felt so wonderful when I was done. I had more energy, not less.

President Uchtdorf says, "When our heart is in the right place, we do not complain about our assigned task. We gladly serve wherever we are asked. When we do this, the Lord can use us in ways beyond our understanding to accomplish His work."

I know that we show God our love for Him when we serve where he asks and that he blesses us far more than the sacrifice we give. Usually with something we have been praying for.

In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.


Uma noite, depois que as crianças estavam na cama, eu li essa história em um discurso do Presidente Dieter F Uchtdorf:

Ele diz: "Eu tinha uma caneta que adorava usar quando era piloto de companhia aérea. Bastava girar a haste e eu podia escolher uma das quatro cores. A caneta não reclamava quando eu queria usar a tinta vermelha em vez da azul. Não me dizia: 'Prefiro não escrever depois das dez da noite, na neblina ou em altitudes elevadas'. A caneta não dizia: 'Só me use em documentos importantes, e não nas tarefas diárias comuns'. Eu podia confiar inteiramente nela para realizar toda e qualquer tarefa necessária, fosse ela importante ou insignificante. Estava sempre pronta para servir".

A linha que diz que a caneta prefere não escrever depois das 10 horas foi importante para mim porque eu costumava dizer que depois que as crianças foram para a cama, foi meu tempo para relaxar e fazer o que eu queria. Mas essa história me disse que eu precisava me arrepender.

Poucos dias depois, Steve chegou em casa até tarde. Ele teve um longo dia de trabalho e comprou os mantimentos.

O Espírito sussurrou que eu deveria ajudá-lo a trazer os mantimentos na casa. Eu não queria porque estava cansado e ainda teria que colocar todos os mantimentos depois que Steve terminasse.

O Espírito sussurrou que eu não estava sendo uma boa caneta nas mãos do Senhor, e agora eu precisava ajudar meu marido.

Então, saí para ajudá-lo e colocar todos os mantimentos e eu me senti tão maravilhosa quando terminei. Eu tinha mais energia, não menos.

Presidente Uchtdorf diz: "Se tivermos o espírito certo no coração, não reclamaremos que nossa tarefa designada. Serviremos com alegria em qualquer lugar que formos chamados. Se fizermos isso, o Senhor poderá usar-nos de maneiras que estão além de nossa compreensão na realização de Sua obra".

Eu sei que mostramos a Deus nosso amor por ele quando servimos onde ele pede e que ele nos abençoa muito mais do que o sacrifício que damos. Normalmente, com algo em que oramos.

No nome de Jesus Christo, amém.