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Live Blogging General Conference – A Prophet Speaks

Recently I took some morning pictures of the Fall Colors. We generally have a short and sweet blast of color here in Colorado. I just went up to my favorite park to take these pictures. It was so serene and beautiful to walk among the trees with the fall morning sunshine shining on my face.
Right now I am listening to General Conference. I thought it would be a good idea to live blog President Hinckleys talk, which is always the highlight of conference on sunday morning.

I can’t believe what I am hearing! The Mormon Tabernacle Choir is singing movement four from Brahms Requiem right now! My blog readers will understand what an impact this music is having on me right now. I have just immersed my life in this music for the past few months, and received my CD of the performance on thursday. I have been listening to it on and off for the past few hours, and I am just so happy to have had the chance to participate in that glorious music.
How Lovely are thy dwellings! What a perfect introduction to the prophets talk:

Brothers and Sisters – A Personal Matter – 96th birthday last june.
Speculation concerning the Prophets health. If he lives a few months older, he will live to be the oldest prophet in the modern church.
Miserable surgery – never been a patient in the hospital. Miraculous 2nd surgery. Does not know for how long he will live. Not an easy thing to preside over the church. Stress and responsibility are great.
Trasition to new Prophet will be smooth. Go forward in Faith.
Faith is theme he wishes to discuss this morning.

Faith of Joseph Smith – to translate, to pray, to restore the priesthood, organized the church. Thanks Joseph for the gift of his life.
Faith was the moving power behind Brigham Young. He knew nothing about the soil, water, or climate, and yet he set out without hesitation. And so it has been with each of the presidents of the church. They moved forward with faith. Despite crickets, persecution from the federal government, etc…etc..it has all been the same. Move forward with Faith.
150th Anniversay of the coming of the Hand Cart companies to the Salt Lake Valley. Willie and Martin companies struggled through the tedious journey. Up the valley of the sweetwater, food rationed, oxen died, carts broke down, inadequate clothing and bedding. Starved to death. Scores died. Franklin D Richards passed them by and came to the valley in the fall of the year, general conference was in session. Brigham Young was given a note during conference telling of the company. 5th of October 1856, our brethren must be brought here. Text is the people on the plains. Bring them in before the weather sets in. 60 good mule teams, 12 good wagons, good horses and mules. 12 tons of flour, 40 good teamsters.
I will tell you, said he, your faith, your profession, nothing will save you in the kingdom of god will save you as what I am teaching you right now. Clothing, bedding, food, supplies were gathered and within a day or so, the wagons were rolling. The handcart people were transferred to the wagons. 200 people died, but 1000 were saved.
Among those who were saved were his wives great grandmother.

His wifes gravesite looks down on Mary’s grave, who was saved in the company. Her three children died on the trail. Freezing winter, howling blizzards, slow climb up rocky ridge.
Faith of the pioneers is a reminder to us of the faith of our fathers.
Small and significant events also prove faith.
Manti Temple – George Paxman was a carpenter. He and his wife had one child and were expecting another. George suffered a strangulated hernia from hanging the door of the temple. He died. Martha was a widow for 62 years. Martha lost her ring when she was house cleaning. She prayed to find the ring. Found the ring after praying, gave it to her grandaughter.

Faith – Jesus Christ is the strength of our faith.

I’m really grateful to have had the chance to hear the Prophet speak on faith. I want to testify in the name of Jesus Christ that this Church, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is Heavenly Fathers Kingdom on the earth. Gordon B. Hinckley is his living prophet, and Joseph Smith was the prophet who restored the church on the earth in Modern Times. I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ…AMEN.

Jenny Hatch
General Conference
Today we enjoyed the first three sessions of General Conference. Paul and Jeff are still at the Ice Cream social for all of the priesthood up at the stake center. The guys prepare this fun social after the Priesthood Session twice a year and it is a big hit with the teens. Sometimes the boys and their Dads play basketball afterwards. I’m expecting them home any minute.
I thought I would share some things that we do to make Conference more effective with several different ages of children. We have satellite in our home, and so we stayed home to watch.
Ben is almost four, and any activity with him is always somewhat chaotic. But I did some things to smoothe the way.
I made up Conference Packets for each of the children that included words puzzles, coloring pages, stickers, and a new box of crayons for each. For the older children I purchased church binders years ago that they use to keep all of their stuff in.
Here is a picture of some of the materials:

This little booklet contains pictures of all of the first presidency and the apostles. I bought some Celestial stickers and every time one of these men spoke, a sticker was placed by their name. When the children fill out the whole booklet, they will get a present. I bought all four of the older children New Journals, and Ben gets a coloring book with a new Primary Songbook.
Here is a picture of Jeff writing in his journal while President Monson talks on Television:

I began making these packets out of desperation. When all four of my oldest children were young, we tried to watch conference, but I was continually frustrated by the noise, distractions, and fighting that was going on while Paul and I tried to watch. It was better at the church, but inevitably one of us was in the nursery talking to other parents while the other was in the chapel. When the children were babies, we didn’t even try to attend together as a family. Paul and I just switched off sessions and the other one stayed home with the children.
But after this one conference weekend, when the boys were little and they spent most of the session fighting (Jeff whacked Andy in the head with his Book of Mormon during the closing prayer and I started to cry), I prayed and asked Heavenly Father if there was some way to teach the children to love conference.
I felt guided to seriously prepare for Conference. In fact, I felt that few things in my life were as important as teaching my children to love Conference weekend, and help them learn to love our Prophet and the other General Authorities and Speakers at Conference. So I started with simple packets that contained activities. If the children were good during the first hour, they received a treat during the rest song. If they completed all of the activites in the packets and were “pretty well behaved” they received a wrapped present. I wanted them to feel as excited about Conference as they did about their birthdays.
During the early years they received toys for the present. But lately the presents have simplified down to meaningful gifts of a spiritual nature.
Paul an I also try to keep the weekend free from extra activities, and we spend time at the park, and picnic together on both saturday and sunday.
Here is a link to a little piece I wrote that appeared in the Ensign, the main magazine of our church: (scroll down to read)
“A few years ago I began making conference packets for our school-age children. I would prepare a folder with a variety of conference-related games (see past issues of the April Friend magazine for ideas), and I also made snack bags the children could eat from during the hymn in the middle of the meeting.
Between the sessions on Saturday we go to the park to play and have a picnic, and between the Sunday sessions we go for a family walk. It has been a joy to watch our children learn to love conference.—Jenny Marie Hatch, Louisville Ward, Boulder Colorado Stake”

Ben was “treat focused” during the first session. He must have asked me a hundred times when he could eat his treat. I finally had to threaten him with loss of his present if he didn’t stop bugging me. He stopped for about two seconds, then asked again, and I said, “Ben, do you want me to give your present to Preston (the little boy next door)?”
The look of indignation on his little face was priceless. He settled down to only askimg me every five mintues or so, and I was able to listen to some of the talks. My favorite by far was President Ballard talking about callings and cultural traditions in the church. So timely, and so perfect for our day and age.
As Sherrie Dew said when she was in the leadership of the church….”We no longer have the luxury of spending our energy on anything that does not lead us and our families to Christ. That is the litmus test for Relief Society, as well as for our lives. In the days ahead, a casual commitment to Christ will not carry us through.”
I was so thrilled to hear Brother Ballard so confidently and boldy smash the idols of modern mormonism. It was absolutely refreshing. I’ll blog his talk when it shows up on the churchs web site.
I need to get to bed, we have another great conference to look forward to tomorow.
Jenny Hatch
Hostage Horror
I asked my children at supper last night to tell me what the schools response was to the Bailey Gunman.
They said that the school practiced another lock down (which they do periodically anyway), all teachers and staff now have to wear identifying badges, and they were all encouraged to report anyone who was not wearing a visitor badge.
My oldest daughter told me that the Bailey school had an emergency plan and the teachers had practiced it, but they had not practiced it with the students. I don’t know if that is true or not, but it is what she was told by a teacher.
She also told me that several of the girls who are on the cross country team were really upset because they were good friends with Emily, who was murdered. The girls were crying and upset yesterday at school.
Every time something like this happens, I pause and consider the folly of putting so much of our family life, with pictures, up on the internet. I heard a story last night on the radio discussing the idea that the gunman had targeted the girls, and went looking for them at school.
I decided long ago that I would live fearless.
A story:
During the Clinton Impeachment hearings and just before the Senate was going to vote to confirm the impeachment, I went to a Town Hall Meeting with our Senator Allard. (My testimony begins at 2:30 – two minutes and thirty seconds into the broadcast).
During the question and answer period afterwards I raised my hand and he chose me to speak. I made some very pointed comments about President Clinton, that he and his wife were known felons and they should be in federal prison, that he had stomped all over the constitution during his presidency and that he and hillary should be put in a stockade in front of the white house as a witness that this is what will happen to those politicians who feel they are above the law and do not uphold their constitutional duties and oaths of office.
The crowd went wild as I spoke, applauding and clapping. A woman from NPR with a very long microphone that she had shoved in my face ran up to me afterwards and asked me for my name. Then, she looked me right in the eye, and she said “THANK YOU”.
I didn’t hear it but a friend told me that the NPR story ran the next day, with much of my quote on the radio.
I also appeared on all of the local news stations and was quoted in the Denver Papers.
A few days later I was walking down the hallway at church and an older gentleman, who is a patriot and one of the senior respected members of our congregation stopped me and said, “Jenny, I am afraid that you might end up dead if you talk like that publicly anymore”.
I just thanked him for his concern, and then spent the next few years wondering if I was wise and if I should continue to speak my mind in whatever forum on whatever topic was important to me. This was long before Blogging even became a possibility in my mind.
After thinking about his words and feeling his concern, I just decided that I was going to speak and let the chips fall where they may. If someone killed me or hurt my family for my political activism, so what? I’m not afraid of death. I’m not afraid of one of my children being tortured or killed or kidnapped. I know that this life is but a small moment, and my children have been sealed to me for all time and eternity. I know that eternal justice and punishment waits for anyone who might molest me or my family.
It was about this time I heard another story. A LDS missionary was working somewhere is south america, and he saw a child who was burned from the waist down. He asked the mother if that child had been burned by a cooking accident or some other tragic incident. The mother explained to him that she had been warned that if she went to vote, her child would be burned.
She voted.
Her child was burned.
End of story.
I was thunderstruck by this story. The courage of the mother and the evil that lived in her country. I believe similar evil exists in our country. Sure it is more hidden, but families are being hurt in similar ways. In thinking about this poor girl who was murdered in Bailey, my knee jert reaction to hearing about that type of a crime is “I wonder what antidepressant that guy was taking”.
So, in my outreach on the web, talking about subjects that make some people feel uncomfortable or have murderous rage towards me and my family. Wether it be from my religion, my politics, or my views on any number of issues, I choose to live free and not cave to the terror that is sometimes thrust in the direction of those who are whistleblowers or who speak the truth.
Does this make me stupid? Perhaps, but I am not living for this life. I am attempting to live worthy to spend eternity with my Father in Heaven. If in this life I am punished in some way for being “out there” in the public with my opinions, I am not afraid, and I will not shut up, give up, sit down, or Be still while I have breath in my lungs, and the power to write, yell, and speak my truth.
May Emily rest in peace and may her family find comfort while they Grieve….
Jenny Hatch
UPDATE:
I am not happy to have been right about this one….
“Tragedies like this one in pennsylvania and in colorado last week seem to be inexplicable, but listen to this. more often than not, antidepressants are involved. They found antidepressants in Duane Morrison’s jeep.”
Soros….I quit Politics!
Maybe it would have worked in 1963 George, but not in 2004!
Sorry you wasted all that money…boo hoo…
Jenny Hatch
