Monday, June 25, 2012

Egg(s), Senior Missions and Trees

So the other evening we had an all too familiar conversation:
Me, "So what's for dinner?"
Her, "I can't really think of anything."
Me, thinking "How hard can this be? We have had dinner every day for almost 46 years."
Me, Hmmmmm
Her, "OK. I'll give you a hint. It has three letters!"
Me, "Cereal?"
Her, "No...Three letters!"
Me, "Hmmmmm
Her, "It's eggs!"
Me, "Egg...(s)?"
Her, "Yes, egg."
After this we had a wonderful dinner of eggs, cheese, toast, bacon, juice, etc. One of our favorites.
It's fun to be married and be so familiar in so many ways and yet still have some wonder and playfulness. I am not sure Dawnine always thinks of it as playful; she often just thinks of it as annoying.


Next week we will be posting from Mesa AZ. We have an unique opportunity to visit with our two families that live there.  Alex Johnson, our son, has been given a calling to be in the Bishopric in his ward. I have been asked to ordain him a High Priest. Mike and Jenny Stephan, our daughter, are expecting the birth of their third daughter around the 1st. Other of our children are coming as well. We are excited to see them all, including some of the grandchildren who have come since we left for the mission. 


Many of you may be thinking, what kind of mission are these people serving? The answer, a great/fun/entirely normal one for Seniors. Senior missions are the best kept service secret there is. Unless you have a specific calling/assignment in a temple, mission home, or visitor center for example, you have the ability to make your own schedule. Your "work" will be visiting with investigators and members, you will be teaching classes, playing the piano, helping with family search, doing service projects and all of these in some exotic location...Iron Mountain, MI comes to mind. The absolutely greatest part of the mission is and remains the opportunity to be a part of the conversion of individuals; these life-changing experiences, including those of the missionaries, are the real blessings of missionary experience. 


A couple of weeks ago we traveled once again into WI looking for members who had recently appeared on our Branch list of members. We took a road (a supposed short-cut) called a "Wisconsin Rustic Road". The road was gravel covered and because of recent storms was not at all dusty. Although Sister Johnson was somewhat anxious, she soon became enamored with the beautiful canopy of trees we were driving through.  
Typical Wisconsin/Upper Peninsula forest.  
We were looking for one individual, a 75 year old member, who our address said lived at the end of a lane. We found the home. The name on the door was nothing like the name of the person for whom we were looking. We knocked on the door. No one answered. There was a home close by with a car in the drive way. As we approached the door the name was the same as the name on the previous door. That individual was related to the man for which we were looking. We eventually found that our member had moved to Idaho Falls, ID some 5 years ago and recently died. Sister Johnson went to the Idaho Falls paper on the Internet and found the exact death date. We were able to move him off of our list. That was a typical day in the life of Senior Missionaries. 


Moving (slowly) and Shaking (more and more), 
Elder and Sister J


Bonus material-




Christianity and the Romans
Some perspective on the “Mormon Moment” from early Christian history
Posted on March 4, 2012 by Bruce F Webster

I recently bought Pocket History of the Church by D. Jeffrey Bingham, a brief summary of the history of the Christian church, starting after the death of the Apostles. While reading it this afternoon, I ran across the following passage, which made me quietly chuckle. If you substitute “Modern Christianity” and/or “Modern Secularism” for “Romans” and “Mormons” for “Christians”, there are some remarkable parallels:

Roman religion also was intimately related to the past. Greco-Roman society held that the rites of the ancients were more harmonious with the gods than the newer rites. That is, the past was closer to the ancient gods. For Roman society, only one ancient religious doctrine existed, and it was expressed and maintained in a variety of traditional forms by various nations. Abandonment of these variant but traditional forms and customs was wicked. Novelty in religions, they thought, was irreligious. Therefore, because Christians were seen as antisocial and “new”, they were viewed as a danger to Rome. The gods were unhappy and had to be pacified.

When Christians worshiped only one God, their polytheistic Roman neighbors viewed them as atheistic. When Christians gathered in worship, separate from Roman life, they were seen as destructive to the social structure of the empire. In their refusal to confess the emperor’s deity they were viewed as wicked. Their refusal to engage in civic religion led the Christian apologist Tertullian to write that the Romans considered Christians “public enemies” and “enemies of Rome.”

But the Romans did not end their criticism of Christianity with reference to what they viewed as irreligion. They also criticized Christianity for being irrational. Christians seemed to receive their teachings by faith rather than by rational examination of the evidence or critical thinking. According to the Christian theologian Origen, one Roman, Celsus, wrote that some Christians said, “Do not ask questions, only believe.”

Also, the Romans interpreted some Christian practices as deplorable, because of what seemed to be a secretiveness, a ridiculous perspective of life, death and future judgment, an arrogant haughtiness towards Roman religion and a lifestyle of perversity. Minucius Felix, a Latin Christian apologist of the third century, recorded some early Roman understandings of Christian rites and beliefs. Many unbelievers thought that Christians were “a people skulking and shunning the light, silent in public but garrulous in corners. They despise the [Roman] temples as dead houses, they reject the gods, they laugh at sacred things. . . . They know one another by secret marks and insignia, and they love one another almost before they know one another. Everywhere also there is mingled among them a certain religion of lust, and they call one another promiscuously brothers and sisters.”

The belief that Christians were clandestine in their gatherings because of their shameful “incest” (because they married those they called “brother” and “sister”) was common, as was the charge that they were cannibalistic (they ate the body of Christ and drank his blood). Because of the secret nature of their rites, and also because some groups claiming association with Christianity were reported to have engaged in acts of perversity, the rumors grew to absurd proportions. Christians were even accused of eating infants. The Christian apologist Athenagoras was accurate when he said, “Three charges are brought against us: atheism, Thyestean feasts [cannibalistic banquets] and Oedipean intercourse [incestuous unions].”

As strange as it may sound to modern Christian ears, the Romans were appalled at the supposed wickedness, social rebellion, irrationality and impiety of the Christians. The “popular and uncritical” rumor about the Christians, to use the language of Athenagoras, set the tone for how the Romans responded. Of course, we ought not to think that early Christianity was perfect or without blame. Many Christians did not balance their faith in the one true God through Jesus Christ with a biblical call to morality and state loyalty. In addition, some non-Christians who associated with believers were said to have practiced their Roman religion in feasts that did involve promiscuous rites. On the whole, though, the charges of rampant perversity in Christ’s body within the Roman Empire were false. (pp. 31-33)

Monday, June 18, 2012

Work, Blessings, Work, Blessings, etc.



  This past week was sensational. Br. Matson, the less active brother who feels he was healed through a priesthood blessing, threw the door open for us as we came up the walk. He was very happy to see us. His life is beginning to turn around. We read some from the Book of Mormon, gave a lesson from the Gospel Principles manual and shared a talk on grace, "His Grace is Sufficient" by Brad Wilcox. It is a talk we have frequently used. It explains how the grace of God works to enable us, explains His desire for us to succeed and His constant and perfect help for our return to Father in Heaven. Br. Matson was very touched and the Spirit was extremely strong and witnessed to all present. He has a long way to go but he has a lot of help and encouragement.
  Br. Klingman, who lives in the same small town, was also touched by the Brad Wilcox talk. (We had left it with him the previous week.) He read it once and commented that he needed to read it again to grasp all the concepts. He is working on "forgiving" and "guilt" caused, he says, by a marriage gone wrong which resulted with his life and children both going off the path. We shared Pres. Eyring's talk from the last conference "Mountains to Climb". (This talk was identified to us as one that really helped Erik Baker the member who is in prison) We have challenged him to re-read the B of M.  He frequently comments that he is grateful for our visits. He marvels that we would be willing to leave home and family to come out to serve for a couple of years. We explained about the multiple blessings we are receiving and that, even so, we are still in the Lord's debt and will ever be. He suggested that he and the aforementioned Br. Matson should ride to church together. He's getting close. Both he and Br. Matson gave the closing prayers at the conclusion of our visits.
  Bob Peters, our investigator of 30 years, continues to show some interest. Reading Alma 8 together with him allowed us to have a good gospel discussion. We talked about some of the witnesses the Lord sends to counteract the temptations of Satan. (I believe the Lord sends us many witnesses of the restoration of his true church. None replace the need for faith. Witnesses do, however, give a convincing counterpoint to the temptations Satan is allowed to use.) Actually it was more explanation and less discussion. He understands but doesn't seem to be emotionally engaged. He's a good man who needs the church but doesn't yet get the difference between salvation and exaltation. We will keep working. We have faith that, if it is the Lord's will, a way will be provided for him to know based on the Lord's time of course. We tried to explain that salvation is like a Hersey's Kiss, good but not the best. Exaltation, on the other hand, is like Godiva chocolate much, much more desirable; and is available just for the asking. In fact the Lord expects us to ask: John 16:24 Hitherto have ye asked nothing in my name: ask, and ye shall receive, that your joy may be full. We had he and his daughter over for dinner yesterday on Father' Day. It was a pleasant time together.
  We spent time this week inviting members to various July activities sponsored by the branch. We give them a flyer prepared by Sister Johnson. We have had a pretty good response, now if we can get the leaders to just follow through with a few phone reminders, our results will be even better.

   
Iron Mountain LDS Branch
July 2012 Activities

Saturday, July 7th (10 am – 5 pm)
Branch Potluck Picnic (Hot Dogs Provided)
@ Cowboy Lake for entire family
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Saturday, July 28th  (4:00-7:00 pm)
Elders Quorum Party In Crystal Falls

At Bro. Dennis Klingman’s residence, 1304 Bristol Mine Rd,
To arrange for a ride, please call Bro. Doug Lane 906-774-1728

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In honor of Pioneer Day
 Sunday, July 29th – Fireside after Potluck
M0vie “17 Miracles”




Happy to be engaged in the Lord's work,
Elder and Sister Johnson

Monday, June 11, 2012

Three Unusual Experiences

  A recent conversation with the female clerk at the small corner store.
Clerk, pointing to my missionary tag, "Is that the same church that Mitt Romney attends?"
Me, "Yes"
Clerk, "Good, we sure hope he wins!"
That was the first time that has happened. We expect for it to happen again and again this election season. I was unfortunately surprised by her question and not ready with a response. We will be better prepared next time.
  We experienced a strange and wonderful car problem and "solution" (That is the wonderful part). Friday evening before Kyle and Sandy arrived we were merging into traffic in front of WalMart. It's a road where the cars are traveling quite fast so I had to accelerate quickly to merge. All of a sudden a loud whine began to emanate from somewhere in the front of the car. The whine increased in sound with each shift of the transmission. "Oh oh", I thought, "there goes the transmission." That would present a serious dilemma. A new transmission would cost about $3000 which is about the same amount the car is worth. (That, in spite of the fact the car is in excellent condition and serves us well) These things always seem to happen on a weekend and there was, of course, no one available to look at it. We were scheduled to show our little part of the U.P. to them, including a trip to lake Superior, it wasn't until the following Tuesday that I was able to get the car in. So, expecting the worse, I settled in the waiting room for the inevitable bad news"
Service writer, "I have some good news and some bad news."
Me, "What is the good news?"
Service writer, "It's not the transmission. We disconnected the serpentine belt and the whine went away."
Me, "That's not good news that's great news!"
Service Writer, "That means the problem is either with the alternator or power steering pump but we can't tell which. I don't want to replace something that isn't broke."
Me, "What would you do if you were me?"
Service Writer, "I would drive the car and watch closely to catch early any problems."
Me, "Great, that's what I will do."
So five minutes later and $41.00 poorer I am on my way home. Now for the "wonderful" part. The WHINE IS COMPLETELY GONE and has been since it was looked at. It may not be a major miracle but it couldn't be appreciated more if it were.



As good as...NO, better than new!

  What was it like turning 70 this last week? It was pretty much the same as turning 69. There was, if I am being truthful however, a stronger realization of my own mortality and, conversely, a deeper awareness of my immortality. As a person matures they are given many opportunities to come closer to their maker, that God who gave them this mortal opportunity. This closeness which for me comes through glimpses into my future, is provided by a spiritual gift, the Holy Ghost, and is real and comforting. I believe most people who live positive, purposeful lives experience the same peace. Am I ready to "meet my Maker", yes, but not quite yet. I still feel I have much to accomplish not the least of which is this mission. So...onward and upward. For me any life event, like a significant birthday, is an opportunity for honest assessment. Am I headed in the direction I really want to go? Am I getting there? Is there an opportunity to improve (repent)? How can I do it better?  These are some of the important questions I ask myself. The answers are often sobering. It does/has lead to incremental improvement(s) that are mostly recognizable only with backwards glances over these past 70 years. So, for me, that was what is was like turning 70. 

  Best birthday gift...so far, my companion polished my shoes for me. Thank you companion. I love you.


Smug, having lived for SEVENTY years!
  As for our missionary activities for last week, all of our less active members found reasons not to have us come. Br. Peters on the other hand received us at the usual time and in the usual manner. We keep asking the Lord to show us the way to reach his spirit so that he may also experience the peace and happiness the Gospel brings. Like many others he seems content, but there is so much more. It's like settling for a Hershey's Kiss (not bad) when Godiva chocolates (so much better) are available for the asking.


Living, and living well,
Elder and Sister Johnson

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Visitors from the West

  Follow through from last week. Our scheduled visit of prisoner Baker on Memorial Day didn't turn out so well...in the beginning. First Sister Johnson couldn't stay inside the lobby or even in the car while I tried to visit. She was required to leave the area altogether. She left and then I discovered they would not let me in. It seems the last time I visited I was told that visit was a one time exception. I had forgotten that bit of pertinent information and will now have to fill out forms to get cleared for any future visit. When we arrived home I wrote a quick note to explain why we hadn't shown up on the scheduled day, went to the MI prison website to find the proper forms and discovered a way to communicate via e-mail. We have been e-mailing ever since. It costs $.25 for each e-mail. That is a lot cheaper than the cost of gas to get there, 115 miles away. If there is anyone who might be interested in communicating with this 30 something endowed Elder let us know and we will fill in the details.
  On Thursday, then again on Friday, we shared Brad Wilcox's "His Grace is Sufficient" talk with Bros Peters and Klingman. We find this talk to be one of most uplifting we have ever heard/read. http://byutv.org/watch/49475abb-10d4-4f45-a757-7000b9945468 
It gives anyone the deep understanding of God's love for them, His hope for them and His encouraging and eternal support; the support that only a Heavenly Parent could ultimately offer.
  Friday evening Kyle and Sandy arrived, via crop duster, to our little outpost here in the U.P. Over the next 4 days (actually three and a half) we were pleased to share with them many of the beauties here in the U.P. They, in fact, are probably tired of the color green, lakes, rivers, waterfalls, deer, a fawn, snakes, buzzards, rabbits, frogs (all of which we saw), riding, cabins, iron mines, a Cornish Pump, blue skies, Mormons, Yoopers and two elderly missionaries. What follows are some of the photos which would be evidence of the preceding claims:

Two happy miners, they know not what danger lurks underground.

The beautiful Memoninee River, cuteness in the foreground too.

Some above average Mormons.

Lake Superior later that Sunday

Driving and riding.

The Cornish Pump flywheel, it weighs 40 tons.

Deer, out standing in his stream.

One of 5 snakes under the sidewalk.

This one actually is the Johnson rabbit.
  Thank you Sandy for all of the candid photos and your willingness to be subjected to the back seat.
  I almost failed to mention that we had a great visit with my brother Ned and his wife Melanie who stopped towards the end of their 7000 mile bike-about. Each year they mount their beautiful Gold Wing and head off to spectacular and sometimes mundane destinations. We were very happy to see them and happy they included us in their marathon ride.

With love and affection.
Elder and Sister Johnson