Sunday, April 5, 2009

Heavenly missionaries love slides too and other truths as seen through the innocent eyes of a three-year-old

Okay, so I have been debating and debating whether or not to add this blog entry to my blog site and all I can come up with is that this is my way of journaling and my way of telling my own story to myself and this is a big part of my own story, so here goes....
Logan Thomas Brimhall has been on his heavenly mission for about a month now and oh how we love our little missionary. Not a day goes by that I don't think about him up there in heaven teaching those unreachable souls that can and will only listen to him as he flashes his smile and tells of the gospel truths he knows. I am sure they see and feel of the warmth in his big brown eyes and they love him just they way we love him.
I have learned a lot about mortality in the last month and about that wonderful veil of forgetfulness that we all had to go through to get to this mortal experience...and that is the problem, sometimes my mortal mind can't wrap itself around a "spiritual experience" because let's face it--- I am a mortal and I don't claim to be anything smarter than that! I am stuck in this mortal body and mortal mind for the time being and so I need to get over that and I also need to listen more to the "spiritual me" that is inside this tabernacle of clay if you will.

Without furthur ado, let's move onto the slides, cause you know as well as I do that our mortal bodies do love slides... maybe we even rode a wonderful slide to come down to this earth, who knows?

Okay, I will first give you a little background about three-year-olds, or my three-year-old in particular. At three years of age kids can't quite understand death, or maybe the fact of the matter is that they understand this existance way better than we give them credit for. Maybe they understand better than we can with our cloudy adult eyes that this mortal existance is but a small moment in the scheme of things and that it is just a small part of a long process we are all involved in whether we like it or not. (we did vote for it you know, we all voted correctly or we wouldn't be here today).... Now I am getting a little off the beaten path, so let me stear back toward where I am headed. The point I am trying to make is that even though three-year-olds can't quite understand death (and by death I mean the absence of something or someone rather that was ever present and then is one day gone from this mortal realm), maybe they get the plan of salvation better than we give them credit for.

Case in point: (do I sound like a dorky english professor or what)??
Will was very close to Logan and they played together often. One of Logan's favorite things to do was to go down our slide in our backyard and we would often find his shoes there at the bottom of the slide when it was time to go home with mom. He also loved the "trampoeeen", but for an entirely different reason. He would use the trampoline to torment his poor momma by running to one side when she was trying to get him to get off and giggling with his rosy cheeks as red and ever and his eyes sparkling with mischief as they so often did. And then quickly running to the other side as Bek tried to coax him off. Not Bek's favorite game, but LoLo sure got a kick out of it!

Look, I am off the beaten path again.... Anyway, Canyon (Logan's older brother) has been over to play a lot lately and we love our Canyon and he loves to play with Lund and Sarah. So the other day Canyon was over to play and he and Sarah went to go jump on the trampoline and so Will and I were inside by ourselves and it was actually quite peaceful in the house. Will suddenly looked up at me and said, "I am giong to go slide with LoLo." I responded that it would be wonderful if he went to go slide with LoLo and off he went by himself to the swing set. I didn't follow him, I didn't watch, it was his own time with his buddy and I didn't want to interrupt that with my crazy adult mortal mind. I just know that he hasn't talked about Logan at all since the day he died and then all of a sudden, he wanted to go slide with him, and off he went.

I am not trying to profess anything or say anything but the facts of the situation so you can determine how you feel about it in your own mind.... oh forget your mind, when you think about this go to your heart and spirit instead, they are better at this kind of spiritual stuff.

All I know is this... in life, Logan loved that slide and he loved his big brother, both were in the backyard that day so maybe he took a break from his missionary work, "a p-day," to come and be with someone he loves and do something he loves....

Will talks about his buddy a little more these days, and this is what he says... "LoLo in heaven?" "yes Will, LoLo is in heaven." "Logan likes me!" "Yes Will, Logan loves you!"

*And don't worry all of you crazy people, of course I had Bek and Golden proofread this before I posted it....

5 comments:

T. Sipes said...
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Bonnie Hynes said...

very nice christa. You are so good at telling stories! Only kids can say it like it really is. You'd better watch out or one of these days YOU might be giving the talks at general conference! You are too good at this!

shumaker clan said...

Christa, Bek is so lucky to have you there to help her get through this time. I am so glad for that. I so wish I was closer so i could be there to help her in any way I could. Just keep loving her and her family for me too OK.

Dana and Tiff said...

Christa...I love you so much!! Thank you for this sweet post, that, by the way, has me crying so hard that I can't really even see what I am typing. I miss my sweet LoLo so much, and love to picture him there, on his p-day, sliding with Will-Will! Thanks! Oh yeah, and give my sis a hug for me when you see her!!!

The Davenports said...

Thanks so much for sharing that!!!