Monday, October 25, 2010

FHE on Service


may we follow the counsel and example of the prophet and each day seek out those in need.

Conference Talk:

For more information on this topic read “Helping Hands, Saving Hands,” by Koichi Aoyagi, Ensign, May 2010, 36–37.

Thought:

May we follow the counsel and example of the prophet and each day seek out those in need. (Koichi Aoyagi, “Helping Hands, Saving Hands,” Ensign, May 2010, 36–37.)

Song:

“Called to Serve,” Children’s Songbook, p. 174.

Scripture:

And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me. (Matthew 25:40)

Lesson:

Gather items such as bathrobes, towels, and scarves to make simple costumes for the role-play activity of the good Samaritan. Act out the story of the good Samaritan. You can review the story first in Luke 10:30–37. You will need the following characters: the traveler, a thief (or thieves), a priest, a Levite, a Samaritan, and the innkeeper. (If your family is large, someone could even play the part of the donkey that the traveler rides on.)

When you have finished the role play, tell the family that the Savior told this story in answer to the question, “Who is my neighbor?” What does this story teach us about who our neighbors are? Whom should we serve? Emphasize that our neighbors can be anyone in need, people that we don’t know as well as those on our street and even those in our own home.

Story:

Steven was worried about his mother. She had been sick for several months. His father had put a bed in the living room so that she could watch Father and Steven decorate the Christmas tree and participate in all the Christmas activities. Christmas had been fun even though Mother was sick. She had been so excited about the tree. It had always been her favorite part of Christmas. Sometimes when Steven sat beside her on her bed, she would say, “Steven, just look at that star. Doesn’t it make you happy just to see it? When I wake up in the morning and
open my eyes, there it is. It is like having heaven in our very own house. It reminds me of Jesus, and when I think of him I don’t feel sick anymore.”

Now the holidays were over and Father said they needed to take down the tree on Monday night. Steven worried about what Mother would do without the star to look at every morning. He worried about it all through sacrament meeting. It felt lonesome not to have Mother sitting
next to him on the bench. He worried about it all during Primary. Then during singing time, Sister Pope had the children sing Steven’s favorite song, “I Am like a Star.” That was it! That was Steven’s answer. He could be Mother’s star. He would do and say happy things all day. He would help in every way he could. Mother didn’t need to be sad because the star on the Christmas tree was gone; Steven would be her star instead.

Steven didn’t tell anyone about his plan. On Monday night he was quick to help Father get out the box for the ornaments and was careful taking the ornaments off the tree. He even got out the vacuum and cleaned up the pine needles that dropped off the tree when Father carried it out to the trash.

The next morning the house seemed empty without all the beautiful Christmas decorations. But Steven remembered his plan. He looked for ways to help and serve all day long. He brought Mother her favorite magazine to read. He got her a drink of water when it was time to take her medicine. He read her his favorite picture book. He made his bed and cleaned his room even though Mother couldn’t come upstairs to see it. He sang Primary songs to Mother to help her fall asleep and he played quietly while she was resting.

All week Steven tried hard to be helpful and happy just like a star would be. Sometimes he would hum his favorite song just so he could remember. On Saturday morning, Father sat in the living room with Mother while she ate her breakfast.

Father said, “Do you miss the tree, dear? I know how much you liked looking at the star.”

Mother looked at Steven and smiled. “I don’t miss the star on the Christmas tree. I have my very own star that is shining brightly. My special star makes me smile and reminds me of Jesus. With all this help, I know I will be better soon.”

Steven felt such a warm, good feeling inside he thought he must be glowing just like a real star. Then the Steven Star gave Mother a great big hug.

(Deborah Pace Rowley, Before They Turn Twelve: Helping Children Gain a Testimony of the Lord’s Standards, [Salt Lake City: Deseret Book, 2007], p. 90.)

Activity:

Make some star-shaped sugar cookies and deliver them to someone in your ward or neighborhood. You may want to pray as a family to decide who needs to receive a special treat to lift their spirits. Include a note that says, “You are stars to us!” with the cookies. Deliver the plate, ring the doorbell, and run!


Refreshment:

Old-Fashioned Sugar Cookies

1 1⁄2 cups sugar
2⁄3 cup butter or shortening (butter makes a better-tasting cookie)
2 eggs, beaten
2 tablespoons milk
1 teaspoon vanilla
3 1⁄4 cups flour
2 1⁄2 teaspoons baking powder
1⁄2 teaspoon salt
Decorative toppings

Cream sugar and butter or shortening; add eggs, milk, and vanilla. Sift dry ingredients together and beat into creamed mixture, combining thoroughly. With hands, shape dough into a ball. Wrap and
refrigerate 2 to 3 hours or overnight until dough is easy to handle.

Grease cookie sheets lightly. On lightly floured board, roll one-half or one-third of dough at a time, keeping remaining dough refrigerated. For crisp cookies, roll dough paper-thin. For softer cookies, roll 1⁄8-inch to 1⁄4-inch thick. Cut into desired shapes with floured cookie cutter. Reroll trimmings and cut.

Place cookies half an inch apart on cookie sheets. Sprinkle with decorative toppings, if desired. Bake at 375 degrees about 8 minutes or until a very light brown. Remove cookies to racks to cool. Makes about 6 dozen cookies.

(Lion House Classics, [Salt Lake City: Shadow Mountain, 2004], p. 106.)

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

LOVE

Love For more information on this topic read “Mother Told Me,” by Bradley D.
Conference Talk:
Foster, Ensign, May 2010, 98–100.
Thought:
In a world where everyone is granted agency, some of our loved ones may stray for a season. But we can never give up. We must always go back for them—we must never stop trying.
(Bradley D. Foster, “Mother Told Me,” Ensign, May 2010, 98–100.) Song:
“Love One Another,” Children’s Songbook, p. 136. Scripture:
Beloved, if God so loved us, we ought also to love one another (1 John 4:11)
Lesson:
Read the words of the hymn, “Dear to the Heart of the Shepherd” (Hymns, no. 221). Ask:
• According to the hymn, what are a shepherd’s responsibilities? • How would you describe a shepherd that fails to care for the flock? Read together Zechariah 11:15–17 and notice how the shepherds of
Zechariah’s day fulfilled their duties. Ask: • Who is the flock these shepherds are supposed to take care of? (The
Lord’s people.) • How do you think the Lord feels about these types of shepherds? • Who are our shepherds today? (Priesthood leaders, parents, etc.) • What could happen if our parents and leaders do not care about us? • What blessings come from parents and leaders who do their best to help
us? • When have you been blessed by the love and caring of your “shepherds”? • How do you think it feels to have the responsibility of a shepherd? Bear your testimony of the joy that comes from serving and caring for those
you love.
(Dennis H. Leavitt and Richard O. Christensen, Scripture Study for Latter-day Saint Families: The Old Testament, [Salt Lake City: Deseret Book, 2009], p. 245.)
Story:
Years from now when I think about the movie Cast Away I will remember a compelling storyline, some extraordinary special effects, and a remarkable acting performance by Tom Hanks.
But mostly I’ll remember holding hands with Elizabeth.
We went to see the film as a family, which is why I wasn’t sitting by my wife, Anita. We have found that keeping 11-year-old Elizabeth and her 9-year-old brother, Jon, away from each other is the best way to keep them from fighting in the dark. So we sit between them.
Just a few minutes into the movie—and I hope I’m not spoiling this for anyone—there’s a frighteningly realistic plane crash. In fact, it was a little too frightening and a little too realistic for Elizabeth’s taste. She leaned up against me, her head pressed against my shoulder, and reached over and took my hand, squeezing it tightly.
“It’s okay, Sweetie,” I said. “Remember, it’s only a movie. Just close your eyes, and pretty soon it’ll all be over.”
And pretty soon it was. Within a few minutes the scary part was over for Elizabeth, and she was sitting up in her seat, happily independent, her hands busy with popcorn and soda.
It wasn’t long, however, before another scary part came along. Only this wasn’t a scary part for Elizabeth—this was a scary part for me. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been claustrophobic. You want to scare me to death? Put me in a crowded elevator—and then make it stop. So when Tom Hanks started exploring that cave, I started cowering in my seat. Heart pounding. Palms sweating. Afraid to look—afraid not to. And I’m thinking, If there are any spiders or snakes in this cave, I’m outta here. Suddenly I felt a hand reaching out in the darkness—a calm, steady, 11-year-old hand, slightly seasoned with salt and butter-flavored topping. It grabbed onto my hand firmly, squeezing reassuringly, as Elizabeth again leaned up against me, her head again pressed against my shoulder.
“It’s okay, Daddy,” she said. “Remember, it’s only a movie. Just close your eyes, and pretty soon it’ll all be over.”
And pretty soon it was. Only this time, I didn’t let go of Elizabeth’s hand after the scary part was over, and she didn’t let go of mine. We just sat there through the rest of the movie, holding onto each other and helping each other through the film’s subsequent ups and downs.
That’s how Elizabeth and I made it through Cast Away. And it occurs to me that that’s how we all make it through life, too. Although we like to think of ourselves as happily independent and self- reliant, when the scary parts of life come—as they always do, eventually—it’s comforting to be able to lean against family and friends, to hear their reassurance that it’s okay, and to reach out in the darkness to find a calm, reassuring hand.
With or without the butter-flavored topping.

Activity:
Play a favorite board game together.

Refreshment
German Pancake
4 tablespoons butter 4 eggs 2/3 cup flour 1 teaspoon salt
2/3 cup milk favorite jam
Preheat oven to 450 degrees. Melt butter in a 10-inch cast iron skillet. Pour melted butter into a separate container for use later, leaving a coating of butter on the inside of the skillet. Beat eggs with flour until smooth. Add salt and milk, mixing again until smooth. Pour batter into skillet and drizzle melted butter on batter, covering center area but not the edge. Bake at 450 degrees for 15 minutes. (Be sure oven is to temperature. The heat makes the pancake rise.) Reduce heat to 350 degrees and bake for an additional 10 minutes.
Slice into wedges, serve with warm jam.