Monday, December 21, 2009
Two Dimes and a Nickel
By Richard A. Robb
During my first Christmas as bishop, a single mother with three small children lived in our ward. This young woman had a strong testimony of the gospel and lived it to the best of her ability. She cleaned homes and did sewing to try to make ends meet, but often she could not.
Single-handedly raising three boys under the age of eight was a real challenge. These active, energetic youngsters always seemed to be in some sort of trouble. I remember extricating them from more than one tussle with their classmates.
Several good people helped this struggling family. I’ll never forget the brother who came into my office one Sunday just a couple of weeks before Christmas, asking to speak with me privately. He was concerned about the young mother and her family and wanted to do something for them. Would I accept his contribution and use it in the best way I could to help them? As we spoke, I hardly noticed his small son, who remained in the office with us.
The man explained that he did not know what the woman and her family needed. He just wanted to help and felt that I would be inspired to know what to do. He then entrusted to me quite a remarkable sum of money—not remarkable in the amount, but remarkable relative to his modest means, of which I was well aware. I knew that this gift meant a sacrifice of his own family’s Christmas, at least in the temporal sense. But this wise brother knew where real rewards come from.
Seeing the resolve shining in his eyes, I protested only gently. Then I cleared my tightening throat, thanked him for his unselfish gift, and promised to do my best to make Christmas a little brighter for the young mother and her sons.
I also agreed to honor his request for anonymity.
The story might well end here and still be memorable. But the event that has etched this experience in my mind had yet to occur.
It wasn’t the way I was able to help the family with the contribution—although that turned out to be most gratifying—but rather what took place in my office one week following that brother’s visit. It was just a few days before Christmas, and I was between tithing-settlement interviews when I heard a soft knock on the office door. I opened it to see, standing quite alone, the six-year-old boy who had sat quietly in my office while his dad and I had talked the Sunday before.
He asked politely if he could talk to me for just a minute. After we walked into the office—which I presume is always a bit of a frightening experience for youngsters—I invited him to sit down. He fidgeted with something in his pocket and, after some struggle, pulled out two dimes and a nickel and laid them on my desk. He apologized that the coins were all the money he had, and that they were a little old and dirty, since he had had them quite a while. The money, he explained, was for me to use to help his three friends, like his dad was helping their mother. As my heart swelled and my eyes became moist, he added that he felt I would know best how to divide his treasure among his friends and that he was sorry he did not have three dimes so that each could have one.
What lessons culminated in that moment! A father’s unselfish example, the trust of a small boy in his bishop, and the humble, Christlike act of a child obviously without guile. Only a few weeks before I had pulled this boy from a scuffle involving the soon-to-be recipients of his forgiving love and charity.
I hugged him, partly to camouflage my now obvious tears and mostly to tell him how much I appreciated him and how much I knew his Father in Heaven loved him. I then walked him to the door, shook his hand, and assured him that I would do the best I could to help his friends this Christmas with his generous gift. As I turned to go back into my office, he whispered after me, “And remember, Bishop, don’t ever tell anyone it was me.”
Well, I never have told anyone until now, my young friend. I hope relating our special story in this way is all right so that others might feel a bit of the quiet Christmas spirit of love and charity that we felt that day.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Wow! It's been a whole year, can you believe it! This year has definitely been the best year of my life! Jace is the best husband in the world, he always makes me laugh, he is so kind and caring, and he works so hard to provide for our family. I love Jace so much and I can't wait to start our faimily, meet our son, and see what else the future holds for us!
Monday, December 14, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
<---Yes, I realize this picture of me is not attractive at all...but it is hilarious! Look how proud I am lol. I bet if you saw a picture of me on my first day of preschool, they would look identical!
All in all it was an amazing experience, and I am looking forward to running it with Jace next year!
I will upload some other pictures, these are the ones that the marathon photographer took.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
- Jace and I got called to be in the nursery!
- Went up north and did sessions in the Salt Lake Temple and Logan Temple (we got to be the witness couple during his family session :)
- Attended the Oliverson family reunion in Preston Idaho
- Jace got called to be the 2nd counselor of the 29th ward bishopric...of a SINGLES ward. I was excited for him but so sad to leave our calling and our family ward. Jace felt very humbled to receive this calling and is loving every minute of it.
- I got a new job as a chiropractic assistant
.....and the marathon is in 31 days!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Jace would hit the golf balls so far and so fast I couldn't even see them ;)
Friday, July 10, 2009
My mom has been dreaming of this picture with her and her daughters and daughter in law in all of our wedding dresses. This past week we were able to finally take it. These are just some fun pictures with my dress on.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Claire loves her uncle Jace!
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Jace and I on the Port Townsend ferry
Jace and my sister in law Michelle sleeping on the boat before we saw the whales, none of us got much sleep before the trip. And for the record I was the only one who DIDN'T fall asleep!
We had such a fun experience watching the whales in their natural habitat. Jace was so ecstatic when he saw his first whale...it was so cute.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Than we met up with the Beck and Bundy kids at the splash pad.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Lawrence and baby Garett
Almost the whole family...Curtis was in Texas
Jace and I also moved down the street a bit at the first of this month. We really enjoy our new place, and Jace is excited to have his own grass to take care of.
ALSO iT iS JACE'S MOM'S BiRTHDAY TODAY! HAPPY BiRTHDAY MARJEAN!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
12. You will become Christ-like.