Sunday, September 16, 2012

Each Life That Touches Ours For Good

This past week, my ward has been mourning the loss of a wonderful member, Brother Scott Bladen. Last Sunday night, he passed away in a car accident. He was one of the most Christlike people I've ever met in my life, and he will be dearly missed. I don't have a single memory of that man that isn't positive.
I had the privilege of helping his wife put together a slideshow for the funeral/visitation. It was an honor to be so trusted by her and to have a concrete way to help ease her burdens just a little. I was able to help the Relief Society sisters set up the cultural hall with food and whatnot for the family and loved ones. They played a beautiful song at his funeral, Love Remains by Collin Raye.

The pain from Brother Bladen's passing comes not from thinking that we'll never see him again, but just from knowing that so many people are going to miss him and the wonderful influence that he had on our ward for good. I look forward to seeing Brother Bladen again someday. During our stake conference adult session, we sang a hymn that made me think of Brother Bladen, and I'm going to end on that note.
1. Each life that touches ours for good
Reflects thine own great mercy, Lord;
Thou sendest blessings from above
Thru words and deeds of those who love.
2. What greater gift dost thou bestow,
What greater goodness can we know
Than Christlike friends, whose gentle ways
Strengthen our faith, enrich our days.
3. When such a friend from us departs,
We hold forever in our hearts
A sweet and hallowed memory,
Bringing us nearer, Lord, to thee.
4. For worthy friends whose lives proclaim
Devotion to the Savior’s name,
Who bless our days with peace and love,
We praise thy goodness, Lord, above.

Goodbye, Car. Hello, Change?

Last Saturday (the 8th) , I got into my first ever car wreck/accident. I was driving in the rain with my dad and two sisters.

Instead of typing it all out, I'm just going to link to the newspaper article I was interviewed for.  The car is pretty much totaled. We didn't have collision insurance on it so we are selling it for parts and hoping to break even with all the towing drama. Somehow, I'm in very little pain from the accident. No broken bones, no bruises, not even a scratch on anyone but Bridgette. It took a while for the accident to sink in. I finally came to the realization that I've lost nearly all of my independence by losing my car. If I want to go anywhere, I have to either borrow my mom's van and leave her without transportation or call on friends and family members for rides.
I've shed quite a few tears in frustration this past week or so, for more reasons than just my car. But, change is on the horizon. I've registered to take the LSAT on October 6th, and I've been studying a lot. I want to move out west in January. More to the point, I'm going to move out to Provo in January unless something stops me. If I do well on the LSAT, I'm going to apply to BYU's law school.
I've finally made a decision and so far it feels right. I feel like Heavenly Father is nudging me out the door with the car situation. I never would have seen myself getting into an accident like that, and now that I can't go anywhere without help I feel like it's time to move on. I have the support of my family, and everyone that I share this plan with seems very excited for me. It's about time that I stop waiting for something to happen and make something happen for myself.
I'm actually pretty excited,