This was written in Spring 2020
As we have reached the end of our Florida experience, I have been thinking of ways to sum it up, because I don’t want to forget what it has been like, what I have learned, or what I wish I/we had done differently.
We came to Orlando two years ago, with the intention of staying for four years. Some of us came full of enthusiasm, and eager to start a new exotic adventure. Some other of us were a bit more hesitant and reluctant, but gave in nonetheless, in an effort to support the others.
It did not take long to realize that in spite of our best efforts, we were colliding with a culture that was entirely foreign to us, both at church and in the world around us. A culture characterized by an incredible focus on anything fun and on living a pretty superficial life, both in and out of the Gospel. All those values that we have grown up with and which were greatly inculcated in us during 24 years in Boston, were suddenly of no consequence here. I am talking about hospitality, joy of learning, personal progress in all fields, dreams and aspirations, contribution to the communities in which we live....it was all almost entirely gone - except in a rare few cases.
Mark and I were quickly called to serve first as YW counselor and Ward Mission Leader, but in just a couple of months that changed to YW President and Second and First Counselor in two Bishoprics. It became evident, at this point, that we had come to serve and serve we did.
At this point something that Isaac Newton said in 1675 comes to mind: “ If I have seen further, it is by standing on the shoulders of Giants.” Apparently, this concept has been traced back to at least the 12th century, to Bernard of Chartres who, in the words of John of Salisbury, “used to compare us to dwarfs perched on the shoulders of giants. He pointed out that we see more and farther than our predecessors, not because we have keener vision or greater height, but because we are lifted up and borne aloft on their gigantic stature.” This concept has been reinforced by something that Bishop Martinez, our first Bishop here in Orlando, once told me. He said that in his Tongan culture, when they want to teach their children something hard, they tell them something along the lines of “I lift you up on my shoulders” to mean that they should learn from the wisdom of their fathers and mothers and get ahead in life instead of starting from the bottom of the ladder and having to go through a series of pitfalls and mistakes. In their culture, there is no reason to do that. Instead the role of a parent is to propel their children forward.
These teachings and sayings are something that resonate deeply in my heart - although as a young teenager - I would have told you otherwise, at a time when I felt I was in charge of myself and did not need anyone’s help or interference in my life.
As a parent, however, after going through so much heartache of my own in my youth, I figured my job would be to prevent each one of my children to go through the same situations, and teach them instead - right away - the principles I had learned in the course of many years, put them (the children) figuratively on my shoulders, so they can see further than I can, and I can propel them forward so they can do more good in life, impact the world around them in a greater measure compared to what I have been able to or could ever do. (For this reason, we don’t charge them rent when they are home in the summer, but we do help and encourage them to find meaningful jobs, mentors, opportunities to serve in ways that seem too humongous for them, etc. etc.)
This same principle, I try to apply it to my callings as I serve in the Church and in the world in general. I don’t take lightly the experiences Heavenly Father has entrusted me with - from having a complex childhood with an abusive father and a mother who stood by doing nothing about it, to being blessed by the presence of a wonderful grandmother and a few good friends (angels in my life) who taught me a better way through their examples and love, to marrying a man who made me feel both as a princess and inadequate at the same time, to being blessed by the teachings and experiences of some of the brightest minds in the Boston area, both in and outside of the church. These have all been transformative experiences, through much sorrow and joy. I am a completely different person because of them - I think in a positive way. As I serve in the church, my goal is to “open the eyes” of those around me and teach them what I have learned, in an effort to propel them forward and allow them to go further than I ever could. Just as I have done and continue to do with my own children. Otherwise, it would all be wasted and useless.
And so, I have spent the last two years trying to teach my Young Women that they should not limit themselves, that there is a world beyond the borders of Florida, that they should pursue the best possible education, seek for mentors, ask the experts, “stand a little taller,” create, create, create until they fulfill the measure of their creation.
This idea of fulfilling the measure of our creation is grossly overshadowed by the idea that we are here to populate the earth with children. Wrong!! That may be part of it but it’s not all. We fulfill the measure of our creation when we fully utilize our qualities and talents for the building of the kingdom of God, to improve the world we live in, to make this earth a better place.
Sadly, so many people get stuck at the children thing or they prefer to limit themselves and hide behind their usual excuses: I am too old / young for this, I don’t have the means, but my patriarchal blessing doesn’t talk about that, my life is too crazy right now… The results are a bunch of people stuck in their ways, with no hopes and dreams, no vision….
Compare that with Sr. Ellen Leon who at the tender age of 80 hops around the world on humanitarian trips to Africa, religious freedom conferences at BYU and elsewhere, and volunteer work at the local hospital. Contrast that with a bunch of people who devote several days of their week to temple service - which is a wonderful thing - and theme park visits but when everything shuts down because of a tiny virus, they go stir crazy because they have nothing to do (or so they think) and are unable to reinvent themselves, nor do they show any interest in doing so.
We have tried to get young and old interested in art, music, cooking, eating healthy foods, saving people from themselves and the ailments of depression but we have essentially received no positive feedback, rarely a thank you.