Saturday, November 25, 2023

#givethanks Saturday November 25, 2023

 This is Saturday, and I with this post I have completed my 2023 #givethanks postings.  Thank you for being willing to read my sometimes-rambling entries.  They have come from my heart and reflect a portion of my nature.  I am grateful for a social media outlet for my words.  Thank you for your comments and I hope we can correspond regularly.

I hate to point it out, but at the beginning of this week I gave a list of things I am thankful for.  Alas, I didn’t get to cover all the topics because when I sat down to write some of the past 7 days my thoughts led me to write about something different.  I’ll have to cover the other neglected things in a future posting.  If you would like to talk about the ones I missed, or the viewpoints I did discuss, send me an email or post and I’ll join in.

Keep the faith, my beloved family and friends.  Do what you know is right, pray to Heavenly Father and get acquainted with the teachings of Jesus Christ, for doing so can lead you to true joy in your lifetime, even when bad things happen. I know this to be the truth and you can know it, too.  Please keep a spot in your hearts for me and for Pat, my dear wife.  We love you!

Don

Don and Pat Bahr
Christmas  time, 2022
(Notice the matching hair)

#givethanks Friday November 24, 2023

 A couple of random, semi-related things I wanted to address:

I am thankful for the people I interact with in my church calling.  Every week I arrange for members of my church to offer the invocation and benediction prayers in our worship service.  I often have to use email or leave voice mail in trying to reach the people I am inviting to offer the prayers.  Many times, people are happy to be able to pray in public and they readily accept the assignment.  I am grateful to these good people for doing so for it makes my job easier, and moreover, I love to hear their faithful prayers to the Almighty.  I also must make appointments on behalf of the bishopric counselors, and again many people faithfully accept the the appointment without reservation.  I am thankful for these good people! 

On another topic, many people I encounter see me as a senior citizen, which I am.  Most people have shown great kindness in their interactions with me and my wife!  To these good people I offer a hearty and heartfelt thank you for your kindness.

The past few years have brought to me several medical issues.  I’ve been diagnosed with Celiac disease and now must follow a gluten free diet.  Due to family experience with colon cancer, my doctor wants me to have regular colonoscopies.  I have been diagnosed to have Parkinson’s disease.  I am always avoiding the sun due to skin cancer.  These ailments, and others, have complicated my daily routine, as far as eating, going outside, and other previously enjoyed activities, but this is now my reality.  I am thankful to my doctors who have treated me for all these things.  Their compassion and kindness make living more bearable than it could be otherwise.  My caretaker (My wife) is truly a saint, and she is my reason for living.  Many, many thanks to these and other angels in my life are due and not often enough rendered.  In the future I will try to express my gratitude more readily.

Don

Thursday, November 23, 2023

#givethanks Thursday November 23, 2023

 Tonight I only have a brief amount of time to express my gratitude.  It’s almost 11 o’clock, the turkey has long since been devoured, and we’ve had a nice day – busy but nice!  I’m in my warm house, almost ready to retire to my warm bed and I must realize what a great life I have.  I am thankful for a wonderful wife who really can cook – I mean top notch capabilities.  I am thankful for my relatively good health (for my age) …  I can move on my own, I can do whatever moves me at any given moment.  I live in a great part of a great country.  I don’t have to fear for my life, and I have plenty of Love and plenty to love.  This sounds like bragging, but really, I am happy, content and very blessed. 

Happy Thanksgiving to all of you, my good friends.  May your lives be long, and your joy be full!


Don

Wednesday, November 22, 2023

#givethanks Wednesday November 22, 2023

 Today is the 60th anniversary of President John F. Kennedy being assassinated…  Are you old enough to remember it?  Where were you and what did you do?  I was 10 years old, attending 5th grade at Lehi Elementary school in Lehi, UT.  I remember being ushered into the cafeteria as a class where other classes were sitting watching the news on TVs set up for us to follow the events.  After an hour or so of that, we were dismissed for the day and had a couple of days off so we could watch the events from home.  Not sure if I was picked up by my Mom, or if I walked home that day.  I remember seeing people on TV in mourning, common people as well as celebrities and government leaders, Civic leaders and normal joes alike.  It was a sad and turbulent time, and ushered in the rest of the very turbulent Sixties.

As I look back through my 70 years of life, I realize that I witnessed many historical events in my lifetime.   I remember being scared by the Cuban missile crisis and the uncertainty of how it was handled by our leaders.  I remember watching the first man walk on the moon.  I recall the involvement of U.S. soldiers in Viet Nam, the frightening images of war that the news media blithely showed.  I saw the escalation of tempers over the 1968 presidential elections when Richard M Nixon was voted into office.  This was followed by later incidents in which Pres. Nixon was essentially drummed out of office.  I saw the long lines at the gas pumps when gasoline was being rationed.  These and other memories of that time surface from time to time, reminding me of where I come from.  I am grateful for these snapshots of history and the eventual man I became.  Thank God for memories of things I went through!

While thinking about what I just wrote, I realize that the message I conveyed may seem kind of bleak, and I didn’t necessarily have a bleak upbringing.  That whole time period, though, was ushered in by a most devastating family event.  My father, William Martin Bahr, was killed in a car accident on September 30, 1962.  I had just turned 9 years old a short 20 days earlier.  Because of this tragic loss, the events of the rest of the Sixties were seen through the lens of mourning by my family.  But my family rallied, some more than others, and life went on.  I think we were the recipients of many kindnesses and concerns by the neighbors, by the church we attended, by my mother’s parents and siblings, and to some degree by my father’s parents and siblings.  I am thankful for these ministrations, and I think they influenced my wellbeing. More importantly, they influenced my testimony of the Savior and Christian service.  I saw people offering Christ-like service in their gifts of love, sustenance, and other needful things.  Oh, how grateful I am for these acts of service by people who showed their love for Christ by their kind actions.  How I hope to be able to be there for someone in need like those who served my family.  May we each be a light to someone in pain or need.

Don

Tuesday, November 21, 2023

#givethanks Tuesday November 21, 2023

 Almost halfway through the week already!  Time speeds up the older you get, at least that’s my perception.  My Uncle Grant Mitchell tried to tell this to me and my cousin, Kerry.  Being pre-teens at the time, we listened respectfully and then went about our youngster business.  Having remembered that conversation I realize how right Uncle Grant was, and I’m thankful for his sage advice.  I pass it along to young people as opportunities arise.  I am grateful for the many people I’ve known in my life who have given me guidance and direction.  Not that I always did what they advised, but I appreciate the level of concern their guidance showed.  Many of these people have moved on from this earth life.  I thank them just the same for I believe I am molded in some special way by their love and concern.  Now, being on the old side of life’s scales, let me offer some direction.  Look at your life and single out something you would change if you could.  You can do it!  Don’t give up if it gets hard to do; failure only happens when you give up.  Attempts that don’t work are necessary steps that yielded important information. Evaluate that information and try again!

It's late in the afternoon and it has been sunny all day in South Jordan… a very pretty day indeed.  Leaves are leaving their trees, the sky is blue and the sun warm on my face.  It is beautiful to see and rewards my senses.  I have a great appreciation for the beauty of the earth.  This truly is a glorious planet!  The massive, stalwart ruggedness of the Rocky Mountains to the east, the stark melds of pastels in the desert to the west, the verdant green of woods in the hills and the patchwork of lawns in front of well-kept homes in the valleys are pleasing to the eye to behold.  Heavenly Father can really make a beautiful home for His children.  I am very thankful for the beauty of this place we call home!

Don

Monday, November 20, 2023

#givethanks Monday November 20, 2023

 It’s Monday night.  The TV is off, I can hear Pat at her desk doing something on her computer.  The cat just came in expecting to jump in my lap, but alas!  I had to turn him away.  It’s a typical evening at our house these days.  We are both retired, and our usual schedule is to continue doing things on our computers until bedtime…  sometime before midnight, usually.  What a great life I am leading right now.  I am thankful for my life and all the experiences I have, um, well… experienced.  I am sifting through my memories now, trying to think of a poignant or exciting, or impressive experience I’ve had.  I am happy to say that I do have some ideas, and I’ll try to be succinct in describing one or two.  They mostly turn around a split-second decision I made prior to the experience (although not all of them were immediately after making the decision). 

I worked in Salt Lake City at the Utah State Courts at 450 S. State St. for 13 ½ years.  I rode public transit for that entire time – a no-brainer of a decision since the train stopped a block from the courthouse.  Late one day, after a day of frustrating efforts on several projects, I suddenly had the idea that today was done, I might as well head for home and maybe tomorrow will work out better.  I grabbed my jacket and backpack and headed for the train station without saying goodbye or anything else to my co-workers.  I arrived at the train platform a few minutes later; the platform was pretty crowded with commuters.  I walked to the area where the train door would stop and looked around.  I could see the train was coming and was about a hundred yards or less away.  Then I noticed a man walking toward me who seemed to be weaving in his walk.  As the train approached, he stopped next to me, turned around and lost his balance, falling back toward the tracks and the oncoming train.  As the train began blaring its horn, I instinctively reached out and grabbed the man’s jacket, pulling him from the danger that was about to befall him.  It all happened so fast; I didn’t even think about it, I just acted.  The man didn’t seem to be fazed at all by what just happened, but I don’t think he was in his right mind.  He said to me thank you and then wandered off to who knows where.  I thought at that point how fortunate I was where I could do something about his plight.  God is the God of miracles, and I believe I was made to feel the way I did at the end of my workday a few minutes before I normally would have left the office because Heavenly Father knew what was going to happen. 

I have been guided from time to time in my life by the influence of the Holy Spirit.  I would like to say it happens daily, but I can confess that I haven’t perfected the knack of listening to the guidance that I am given.  There are times when the Holy Spirit speaks, and I know I must be getting heavenly messages.  It’s probably when He uses a spiritual sledgehammer to get through.  I tell you, though, that the messages always benefit my life spiritually or otherwise.  Pat and I have not hesitated when we have a decision to make if we both get the same feeling of correctness about the feelings.  Often, we think after making the decision “Are we being hasty?”   After discussion we realize that things will be OK.

I know that we mortals are constantly offered heavenly guidance, as well as comfort and heavenly love.  It is our gift from a loving Heavenly Father.  I urge you to say your prayers and then listen to heavenly responses.  Obey the guidance you are given.  I promise to do better at this myself.  When you have been guided by the Holy Spirit, take time to thank Heavenly Father for the gift!

I am thankful that I have been led by the Spirit at times.  I seek for more such events in my life.

Don

#givethanks Sunday, November 19, 2023

I am truly thankful for my life’s companions: My wife, my children, my parents and parents -in-law, my brothers and sisters- and brothers and sisters-in-laws (in both my wife’s siblings). Uncles, aunts, cousins from both sides of my family, and ancestors who have come and gone before me.  I learn almost daily why someone in this large group is important to my life and learn of relatives that I have that I know little about.  I am grateful for my Sister-in-law Marcia, who took a lot of information about my parents, grandparents and great grandparents and created a book with all the stories and details about their lives – the experiences and accomplishments of each.  I learned a lot about who I am and where I’ve come from because of this book.  If you would like to have a copy, contact me and I’ll tell you where you can get a copy.

My kids are grownups now with families of their own.  They make me proud!   You may already know that my grandkid pool grew this past year when our daughter, Christie, gave birth to a new baby girl.  She is now 6-month-old and is cute as she can be. All my grandkids are growing and doing well. Pat and I love them to pieces!

 

We don’t see our relatives often enough these days but be assured our hearts are filled with fondness and love for each of them.  Although we are both retired, getting around is increasingly difficult, so we have to limit our travel and hope to see each relation at family events.  Please know that our love burns bright for every one of you!  Our thanks go out to each member that I detailed above for the impact you’ve had on our lives!

Don

 #givethanks 2023 Introduction

This is the start of my Thankful Journal for 2023.  I’ve done this for the past three years and I have been uplifted by the experience.  Some of the topics have been reiterated in other years, that’s OK….  I am thankful for these on a daily basis apparently year after year.  This year, in this introduction, I am doing something for the first time:  I am giving you a look ahead at what I will be writing about this year. The following topics will be talked about during my #GiveThanks posts.

ü  The usual topics:  Wife, kids, grandkids, faith, Mom and Dad.

ü  Good decisions that I’ve made in the past.  Repentance and forgiveness for bad decisions.

ü  Friendships that have endured.

ü  Beauty of the earth.

ü  Wireless inventions: cell phone, tv, etc.

ü  Doctors and their Staffs and the way my body has responded to treatments.

ü  My Ward family.

ü  Faithful people who serve without hesitation or grumbling.

ü  A public forum where I can write and post my innermost thoughts and feelings.

ü  Friends in our past that we’ve lost track of or who have passed on to a different sphere.

ü  Callings and opportunities for acts of service.

ü  Temple.

Whew!  Sounds like a lot of writing (or reading).  I hope you read each one I’ve written and ponder the addressed topic in your lives.

Don


Sunday, November 27, 2022

#givethanks - Saturday, November 26, 2022 I’m Thankful For My Children

 

#givethanks - Saturday, November 26, 2022         I’m Thankful For My Children

 

 I intended to post this on Saturday 11/26, but we got so busy today that I wasn’t able to sit down at the computer until late in the day.  I had to get my Friday post out before I could start my Saturday post.  I began the post I planned for Saturday, but it is past midnight and is now Sunday 11/27 and my post for Saturday is still just thoughts in my head and needs to be written.  I’m tired and I’m going to bed.  So, to be fully aboveboard, most of my Saturday post was written on Sunday (just for the record, you understand).

I am thankful for my children and grandchildren…  They are my pride and joy and my best hopes for carrying my name and legacy into the future.  I think about these things more often these days, this being my 70th year of life.  Pat bore two children into our family:  Our son, Jesse, our oldest child came to us after years of trying to conceive.  We had the help of Pat’s OBGYN, who encouraged us that conception was indeed possible.  We have videos of Jesse when he was just a tadpole.  Christie came a little over 4 years later, and with her arrival our conception days were over.  There were other pregnancies, but they all ended abnormally.

But we went on with our lives with our two perfect children.  I am thankful for the "father" experience and all the things I learned from being "Dad".  I am thankful for the soccer games, little league practices, school plays, band concerts, singing events, parent – teacher conferences and report card signings.  I’m glad I didn’t miss the high school graduations and the first dates and teaching how to drive, to shave, to ride the bike, to swim, how to save money and how to be a responsible paper deliverer.  Pat and I taught the kids how to be truthful, courteous, helpful and kind and the value that those things add to any relationship the kids may have.  We were their tutors in so many ways that it boggles my mind…  It’s a wonder that the government doesn’t require a teaching license before a person can start a family.

The interesting thing about all this is that we see our kids doing many of the same things we did on their children. There is no sweeter sound than hearing a grown son or daughter say “I like the way you and [Mom|Dad] did this” …

Well, this post has gone on long enough.  I love my wife and kids and I thank the Lord above and my lucky stars for the chance to be Dad.  It’s the best job I ever had…  I hope I didn’t screw it up!

This post makes a total of a week’s worth of thankful posts.  I could go on for 365 days because I have so many things to be thankful for.  One last thing I can add:  Pat and I just learned of a dear friend we knew in New Jersey who passed away today from her battle with cancer.  She has fought the good fight for many years and now it has taken her.  We are heartbroken and feel heartsick for her kids, but we know this life is just a temporary sojourn, a proving ground and a chance to obtain our mortal bodies. Our friend knew this to be true and I look forward to seeing her, along with my beloved mother, father, 4 brothers and 3 sisters and a myriad of friends who have gone before me when it’s my turn.  I thank God for his Plan of Happiness and I thank Him for good friends and family that I have.  May His love bless you and keep you is my prayer, in Jesus’ name, amen.

Keep in touch!

Don 

 

#givethanks - Friday, November 25, 2022, and Saturday, November 26, 2022 – A Twofer      I’m Thankful for Jesus Christ

 

I messed up and didn’t get a post out yesterday, Friday 25, 2022, so I’m doing a twofer on Saturday 11/26.  I hope they make sense; I hope they are interesting to you, dear Reader.  I appreciate any feedback you would care to give.

Pat and I went to see the next installment of “The Chosen”, a series about Jesus’s Ministry and the role the apostles played.  The theater showed the first two episodes of the 3rd season.  The episodes were great!  There is no other way to put it.  The director, Dallas Jenkins, has done a remarkable job of steering the series to his vision of how it should be done.  The man who plays Jesus is mesmerizing.  The men who play the apostles are no less captivating.  The two episodes were over before we realized how much time had passed.  I am thankful to the director for his marvelous talent and for his view of the story of Jesus and His apostle’s stories. 

I am thankful for my testimony of Jesus the Christ, which is this:  Jesus Christ is the Savior and Redeemer of all mankind.  To be this, He was born to a mortal woman and was the son of God the Father.  The angels heralded His birth; the shepherds bear witness to their joyful sounds on the night of His birth.  The ancient prophets of the Old Testament predicted His coming and testified of His mission.  Today, people of all lands throughout the world attest to His successful sojourn on this world and worship Him as the Living Son of God, for His teachings, for the life He lived, and for His great sacrifice and victory over the grave.  I have studied Jesus Christ and I bear witness that the accounts we read in the New Testament are true.  He really did live on this earth.  He really did preach profound principles that changed the world and continue to change men’s hearts for the good.  I also testify that if each member of the human race wants to better their lives, they should study His life through the New Testament and through teachings of Christian teachers of the past and present, and especially by praying earnestly for a testimony of His perfect life.  I bear this witness in His name, even the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

Friday, November 25, 2022

#givethanks - Thursday, November 24, 2022 Thanksgiving Day I’m Thankful For Holidays Traditions

 

#givethanks - Thursday, November 24, 2022 Thanksgiving Day      
I’m Thankful For Holidays Traditions

 

Happy Thanksgiving!!  I hope you had a tasty meal and a good and uplifting day today.  Thanksgiving is a day to reconnect with lost or wayward family members and friends.  It is a day to offer our thanks to those we love and rely on.  It is a day to offer thanks to the Lord God of Hosts for His influence in our lives.  We had dinner with our son and his family.  I spent the morning and early afternoon trying to be a help to my wife as she prepared dishes of food for our meal.  We had what I would call a typical fare for the holiday.  My son prepared the turkey.  We had mashed potatoes and gravy, stuffing, candied yams, cranberry and jello salad, string bean casserole, rolls, shrimp, baked sausage and mushroom hors d'oeuvres and crackers with cream cheese and pepper jelly as an appetizer.   Later we had pumpkin pie, chocolate pie, lemon meringue pie and pumpkin/cranberry crème brûlée.    I offered the thanksgiving prayer to bless the food and give thanks for it; during the prayer I asked God to bless the people of the world to seek for peace and asked God to have patience with us.  Afterward we played Wii bowling and chatted about many things.

I enjoyed the day, having traditional food, following the tradition of family time together, offering our thanks to the Lord and relaxing together.  We’ve followed this tradition each year and I love doing it this way…  it is a tranquil tradition that I feel brings normalcy to my life.  I am thankful to my wife for all she does to make it happen.  I am thankful for my son and daughter-in-law for the similar efforts they made to make our day a success.  I miss having our daughter and her family with us at these times, but we understand their need to be where they are.

Family traditions can be motivators to a family to keep in touch with each other, to put themselves out there for the good of family unity and harmony.  I pray that everyone can have the experience of family love, acceptance, unity and harmony while in this earthly state.

Wednesday, November 23, 2022

#givethanks - Wednesday, November 23, 2022 I’m Thankful For My Life

 

#givethanks - Wednesday, November 23, 2022        I’m Thankful For My Life

 

Thank you, dear readers, for following my musings…  I’m humbled by the friends I have made through the years.  Know this: You are not forgotten!  I still remember the experiences we’ve had together in whatever venue they occurred.  Thank you for sharing that part of my life with me.

I guess that’s a good foreword to what I want to say in this thankful post.  I’ve had a good life with many fine experiences under my belt (oh, wait…that’s just my belly).  I’ve been writing my personal history this past year, a daunting job at the least.  I have a framework to work on and now I’m trying to fill in details with stories from my lifetime.  My memory has cooperated so far, and I’ve recalled some pretty old events from long, long ago.  The hard part is that I don’t have any older siblings to consult for factual clarity, so whatever I can recall is what happened

But in general, I am satisfied with the course my life has taken, and I’ve done things I may have missed had I taken another road.  I will try to relate a couple of events that were humorous (or at least I think so) …  Let me be clear though…  these are my memories and may be subject to unattainable verification.

We lived on the outskirts of the town of Lehi.  We were surrounded by fields with cattle or sheep in them as well as lots of Russian olive trees, which seemed to attract the birds.  My friend Krag Parker and I developed a science of hunting birds and small game using our specially made slingshots (which were made with surgical tubing for powerful slinging).  One day we were leaving his place planning to see what we could find to shoot at, and his mother said, “Don’t kill any birds.”  We rode bikes down to the dirt lane that bordered Mr. Mercer’s fields, not far from my house.  After riding down the lane a way, we stopped by the dry creek bed and walked along the creek to where a bunch of birds had nested.  We took turns shooting BBs and small rocks at the birds, who were getting agitated.  One of the birds left the tree and landed on the ground, where it ran round and round the tree with Krag chasing it while trying to shoot it with his slingshot.  It was hysterically funny to me, and I laughed at the scene:  the bird running and squawking; Krag running and trying to reload and laughing hard about the situation.  I don’t recall what the outcome was, if the bird got away or met its demise.  I think it got back up in the tree and hid among the leaves.  Anyway eventually we circled the various trees in the field and then gave up for the day.  Back at Krag’s house, his Mom asked “Did you kill any birds?  What did you shoot at?” Krag replied “Just some Batmans and robins”.  Funny, right?

We lived in a house that my Dad built on a 2 ½ acre piece of property next to my Mom’s sister, Aunt Meda and Uncle Harold and their family.  Their oldest was my brother Lee’s age and their next two were my age and 1 year younger.  Naturally, my cousins were major play partners as we were so close in ages.  Uncle Harold built the house that they lived in next door to us.  Many times in the summers we would play together outdoors playing games, setting up army men for dirt clod battles, baseball, kickball and so on..  One of our favorite games was “Inny-Eye-Over” where we would divide into two teams, stand on either side of the house with the roof slanting down from the high point to each team’s side.  The team with the ball would yell “Inny-Eye-Over” and throw the ball over the house where the other team would try to catch it.  If the ball was caught, the whole receiving team would run to the other side of the house and try to hit a player with the ball.  If the player was hit, they would have to go to the thrower’s team then the other team would get a chance.  It was pretty fun!

One summer a big storm came up with very high winds; not a tornado but straight-line winds.  It was so powerful that it picked up the roof off of Aunt Meda’s house, landing about 20-30 yards south right onto the garden, flattening the crops growing there.  It was a traumatic site for a young boy like me and I always kept an eye on storms after that.

 

Well, I’ve gone on too long…  I am thankful for my growing up days and the comfortable safety and love I felt from my family, my cousins, my friends, and the safety of the area.  These things are part of what shaped me as a person and have driven me to try to be there for others throughout my life.

Don  

#givethanks - Tuesday, November 22, 2022 I’m thankful for Technology

 

#givethanks - Tuesday, November 22, 2022        I’m thankful for Technology

 

This post is going to be late, since it is now 12:02 AM on Wednesday 11/23/2002.  But since I’ve got an idea of what I’m going to write about each day during #givethanks week (a.k.a. Thanksgiving week), I’ll keep this entry as Tuesday.

OK, let me admit it up front…  I love technology; I am a techno-nerd.  That isn’t a derogatory appellation, in fact it is like a badge of honor…  I am trying to maintain my nerd status now that I’m in retirement (these past 3 years).  It’s not easy doing so, since I don’t have hands on much, but I still try to get exposed to new things regularly.  Thank goodness for the internet, even though you have to take what you learn there with a grain of salt.  Anyway, I love my computer with two monitors, graphics card, and sufficient memory.  It is like driving a sports car in the etherworld of networks and computers!

There have been so many technology advances in my lifetime.  As a boy, we had a party-line telephone.  We had to listen for our ring to answer a call that was for our family.  If you needed to make a phone call, you had to pick up the handset receiver and listen to see if the party line was being used by a neighbor.  If not, the operator came on and asked, “What number, please”.  Now we don’t have a landline phone, we carry our own cell phones and phone calls are now mostly text messages.  The communication used otherwise usually is email, which we also get on our cell phones.  And if you want to talk to someone face-to -face, you set up a facetime, Zoom, or other video conferencing app on your phone. 

Cars have changed drastically through advances in technology.  Every car now has multiple computer processers on-board, monitoring fuel/air mixtures, tire pressure, and a myriad of other stats in the vehicle.  Cars can now stay in the lane themselves – the driver has the option of letting the car do the tedious work of steering at times and if the drive wants to change lanes, the driver has to wrest the control back to do it!  In my youth, I could change the fuel pump, replace spark plugs, even replaced the clutch on a car.  Nowadays if you don’t have the computer that talks to the car you’re out of luck.  But all these technology changes have made driving less of a chore or challenge and easier to do (and more expensive to fix).

Computers have changed a lot too…  more memory, more disk space, faster processors, more compact.  In my college days my notetaking was all by hand, but today I take my laptop so I can keep notes online.  Registration for school used to be a hassle…  go to each professor or teacher and get a card from them.  Now everything is done online.  In the old days if you took math, geometry, algebra, and other advanced math classes you were weird.  Now to get a decent job in technology roles, all these classes are essential.

I guess I’m becoming an old guy – the guy who reminisces about the old days and tries to look cool while setting up a home storage area network…  Yep, that’s me!

Tuesday, November 22, 2022

#givethanks - Sunday, November 20, 2022 On Being Thankful

 

#givethanks - Sunday, November 20, 2022              On Being Thankful

This is the third year I have written what I’m thankful for and why each thing I talk about is meaningful.  It is a cathartic exercise for me; it helps me focus on what I should really appreciate and why.  It helps me realign my focus on things that matter. 

The Lord told the Prophet Joseph Smith: “Thou shalt thank the Lord thy God in all things” (Doctrine and Covenants 59:7).  

The words “Thou shalt…” indicate that what follows is not a request.  It is not an “ought to do” or a mere suggestion; it is a commandment from the Lord.  That makes it very important, right? In my opinion, if the Lord said it, then it is important…  It is likely one of the commandments that is used as a measure of our devotion to Him.   What do I thank Him for in my prayers?  He has given us all things; as King Benjamin said in the Book of Mormon:

“…render all the thanks and praise which your whole soul has power to possess, to that God who has created you, and has kept and preserved you, and has caused that ye should rejoice, and has granted that ye should live in peace one with another—

I say unto you that if ye should serve him who has created you from the beginning, and is preserving you from day to day, by lending you breath, that ye may live and move and do according to your own will, and even supporting you from one moment to another...

(Book of Mormon, Mosiah 2:20 – 21)

The Lord said to be thankful in all things.  Should we be thankful for bad things that happen, like accidents, sickness, poverty or other mishaps?  Why give thanks for these things?  This is a hard question; perhaps we each need to answer this question for ourselves.  Here is my finest 2 cents opinion...  I do know that hardship, although hard on a person or a family, is a learning experience if we humbly look for God’s will.  They can be the “School of Hard Knocks "that teaches us what we otherwise would have missed.  This is a hard concept to accept for some.

Now think about how much courtesy improves a person’s life.  Thanking others is a courteous thing to do.  When we thank someone for a thing they did that was beneficial, helpful, or kind to us, it is only right to thank the giver.  When you thank someone who has benefitted you in some way, both the giver and the thanker are blessed with good feelings for each other.  For one small moment, the world is a happier place.

There are many more things that could be said about expressing thanks to our God and to each other, take this as a challenge:  Seek out what the Lord says about being thankful, and if there is something that you are doing that the Lord should be thanked, go get on your knees and tell Him.

Don

#givethanks - Monday, November 21, 2022 I’m thankful for my Wife

 

#givethanks - Monday, November 21, 2022        I’m thankful for my Wife

I can’t believe that it is Thanksgiving week again already.  The year 2022 is fast moving for sure!  It is time to list   what I am thankful for again.  Please indulge me as I do so.

I am truly thankful for my angel companion Patricia – Pat to all who know her.  This year has been a year of doctors, tests, treatments, appointments, office visits, more tests and, above all, taking pills.  I have been diagnosed as having Celiac disease, a problem with the lining of my upper intestine.  This was discovered when I had a colonoscopy and endoscopy in July.  The effects of this disease is potentially wide reaching, setting off a myriad of other maladies that old guys can get.  Mine has chiefly affected my intestinal tract.  To make a long story somewhat shorter, the treatment is to eat only gluten free foods.  What a pain!  While most grocery stores carry things that are gluten-free, most day-to-day meals, for us at least, had to change. 

Pat has been my guiding star in this process.  She has single-handedly researched Gluten-free products in search of dinner menus for us.  She went through all of our food storage and separated those items that contained gluten; now she prepares foods suitable for both of us (she can eat gluten-laden foods), and she has compiled a remarkable menu selection of gluten-free dishes.  Pat knows which of the local restaurants offer gluten-free menu selections.  She has read all she could find on the internet about the disease, and shares with me all the good and bad news she reads.  I feel well prepared to face and hopefully defeat this disease because of Pat’s dedication and perseverance and the loving, tender care she gives me.

Of course, Pat has many other wonderful traits that make me remember how lucky I am to have been her partner and husband for these past (almost) 48 years.  It’s no small wonder why I love her.  It is a miracle she has kept me all this time.  Here’s to us achieving 50+ years together!

(Pat, I love you my Sweetie, my Nosie, my darling wife!)

 

Friday, October 14, 2022

My Dream - Easter 2022

 Originally posted on Facebook, April 18, 2022

Re-posted on Blogger.com, October 14, 2022


My Dream… Easter Sunday,
By Don Bahr 17 April 2022
I just read President Russell M. Nelson’s Easter Morning post about the Savior, and it put my mind in thought of my experience with Jesus Christ…
It happened several years ago, when our family still lived in New Jersey. I believe it was while I was serving as bishop of the Princeton, NJ 1st ward of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, so it would have been in the 1999 – 2004 range of time. Silly of me for not recording it sooner or, better yet, right after having the dream. “Better never late” my brother Marv used to say whenever I would say “better late than never”. Well, I should have listened to my brother more.
My dreams are seldom stories; they are usually cut and dried situations, much like a painting depicts a situation with a story behind it. That’s a good way to put it for my dreams. This dream was a snapshot – or a painting – of me being in a room with the Savior Jesus Christ. I had dreamed of something else entirely beforehand, but I don’t remember what it was. This dream had me stepping into a medium-sized room with chairs and a desk. Seated on the chair was a man with somewhat middle eastern features. From looking at him, I felt I knew him. The feeling he stirred in me was undeniable: He was Jesus Christ, the only begotten Son of God the Father.
A feeling of exquisite joy coursed through my body and centered in my heart, yet he did not speak a word. I was mesmerized by the situation. Who would ever think a man could meet Jesus just by stepping into a room? The pure joy I felt was like electricity and as the dream ended and I began to awaken, the feeling of joy did not dissipate, at least not at first. I opened my eyes, and it took a moment to realize I had dreamed of seeing Christ. In a minute or so I recognized I was in my bed and my wife asleep next to me. All during that time, though, the joy did not leave me. Now fully awake, I pondered the gift I had just been given. After a couple of minutes, I started getting sleepy again (it was the wee hours of the morning, after all) and as sleep began to fill my eyes, the Joy began to fade. I understand now that it could fade at that time because it had done its job: It was the Holy Spirit, testifying that what I had seen was a gift from God the Father and from Jesus Christ.
I know that what we celebrate on Easter – the resurrection of Jesus the Christ – is a reality, and that we are blessed because He lives. He Lives! He has paid the price required for our sins and we are redeemed by His sacrifice. He only asks us to follow Him, keep His commandments and to love and forgive one another. He asks us to follow His example. May we each have a snapshot with Jesus that will change our lives and put us on the road to follow our Savior.
I testify that what I have written is true. I am trying and sometimes succeeding in learning and doing His will, and I am grateful for the support and encouragement of you all.
With Brotherly Love, and in the name of Jesus Christ I testify.
Don Bahr
South Jordan, UT

Sunday, September 11, 2022

Family Relationships

 

I just celebrated my 69th birthday, now I’m on the long road to 70.  Thank you to all those who expressed birthday wishes to me… what a treasure-trove of loving friends and family I have!  If I haven’t responded to you yet, I am working on a long list! 

 

As I reflected on the volume of birthday wishes It occurred to me that many of the people who texted me are nieces and nephews, or children of nieces and nephews.  Having 8 siblings in my family has yielded a sizable number of close family members.  I took an unofficial count the other day; between my sibs, their spouses, and their kids, my close family member tally is a small crowd of 50+ people.  My nieces and nephews all have children, and some of them have kids of their own (yes, my brothers and sisters are all grandparents, and some are even great-grandma and grandpa.  This group adds to the tally at least another 50 souls.  I should know each of them and know what’s going on in their lives, but sadly I don’t.  This gives me an opportunity to get to know my grandnephews and nieces and their families.  This is something I will commit to doing before my turn in life is completed.

 

Thinking about my siblings’ children and my relationship with them.   Being at the end of the line of Mom and Dad’s children, I am not much older than many of my nieces and nephews.  It is almost like I have these brothers and sisters, then I have these "bonus" brothers and sisters.  To some of them we have a growing up commonality because Mom helped take care of her grand kids at times, and they would come over to our house and stay the night or two…   Not that I was always nice to them, but the interaction was there…  I vow to be more communicative with my “bonus” brothers and sisters in the future.

 

I hope this piece has made you think about your families and the relationship with your nephews and nieces, your cousins, aunts and uncles, and especially your siblings and parents.  Treasure the common history you share with them.  Seek out memorabilia from your growing up period.  Write down your memories of your early years and share them with your family members…  they can help correct memories and provide details that perhaps you never knew.  DON’T WAIT!  I did and now any details of my early childhood or of the early years of my Mom and Dad’s family are lost.  I know you will be better for the effort.  The love for your family will make it a grand adventure!

 

Love to all!

 

Don Bahr

September 11, 2022 

Monday, February 21, 2022

Brahms Memory


I will soon be 69 years old.  This is a respectable number of years… a lot of water under the bridge, so to speak.  I’ve done a lot of things and have bushels of memories to show for it.  If only I could use my invention of a neural recorder instead of doing this bulky typing thing.  


As I continue living on, I find things in my early life getting harder and harder to recall, but sometimes I am given a gift…  a word, a smell, a sound will spark a memory from long ago.  I should write these memories down as soon as possible when they come, but sometimes I don’t do it right away and the memory soon becomes as smoke.  I hope that those memories are not lost but will present themselves again to me to record.


Today I was on Spotify, listening to my new play list, which is called “(A Few of) Don’s Classic Classicals”.  It’s a collection of classical music that I’ve listened to and loved throughout my days.  Right now, the list is at 32 works of art…. About 2 ½ hours of ear candy.  I believe most people would recognize, if not love most of them.  Anyway, the last song on the list is (perhaps appropriately) Brahms’ Lullaby, simply and masterfully played on a piano, as it was written (I think).   


As the lovely strain got underway, I felt that an old but familiar friend was here with me.  My mind was transported to a time when, as a child, I listened to this very tune while going to sleep.  I was at my sister Wilma’s house, staying overnight, for what reason I don’t recall.  As I listened (as a child) the song moved my young self immensely. I lay there listening to the lullaby and my emotions were being played by the music, much as the music was being played by the pianist.  My eyes welled with tears, and I quickly went from drifting off to nightly slumber to sobbing in my temporary bed.  Pretty soon my sister came in and comforted me, I recall.  


As the 69-year-old me sat here thinking about this moving emotional experience, the phenomenon began all over again.  My eyes welled with tears, and I had to fight to keep from sobbing like a 4-year-old.  


Emotions are powerful things, especially when enhanced by artistic beauty, especially (for me at least) beautiful music.  I’ll always be grateful for this wonderful blessing, as I am grateful for whatever brought this memory back to me.  A word of counsel from this 69-year-old music lover: Embrace memories when they come. They are treasures from heaven.  Write them down to be easily recalled.  

Don


Sunday, January 17, 2016

Influences in Our Lives

This is the text of a Sacrament meeting talk I gave today, Sunday January 17, 2016...

Let me tell you about a former co-worker…  In 1982 I was a new employee of the AT&T owned American Bell.  I became friends with a man by the name of Jim Fama… we worked together and for a time we car-pooled to work.  Jim was a good man; religious Catholic with several children and a wife that he adored.  He had a somewhat acerbic wit and we laughed many times with him at things that happened around the office.  When someone would complain about having to do something that they didn’t want to do, Jim would say: “You’re born, life’s miserable, then you die…” (Of course, I’m paraphrasing).  Kind of a way of saying “Waa, waa, waa… do it anyway, ya crybaby”, something else Jim often said.
Jim was right…  We were all born to the mortal world…   We all will die and be released from this earth life.  What happens in between these two events?  Living and learning; working and playing; failing and prevailing.  Sometimes things in between are hard and painful.  Many times life is also great. 

This brings me to the topic of this talk…  We all know what the plan of salvation is, a concept which we may be somewhat unique in believing.  Let’s review:  We learn on our Church’s web site about the plan of salvation – the plan of happiness:
“We are eternal beings. We lived as spirits before we were born and we will continue to live after we die.
God is the Father of our spirits. We are created in His image. We have a divine nature and destiny.  Before we were born, we lived with God, the Father of our spirits.
Our life on earth has purpose. Coming to earth is part of God's plan for us to gain a physical body and learn to choose between good and evil.  Our Heavenly Father sent His Son, Jesus Christ, to be our Savior and show us the way to live according to God's plan.  Following God's plan for us is the surest way to find happiness and endure life's challenges.
Our lives will not end when we die. Our future lives are determined by the way we live our lives now.”
(ref: https://www.lds.org/topics/plan-of-salvation?lang=eng)
In harmony with these concepts is this scripture: 
“For behold, this is my work and my glory—to bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of man. “  (Moses 1:39)

You probably recall the couplet penned by Pres. Lorenzo Snow:  “As man now is, God once was; as God is now man may be.” (The Teachings of Lorenzo Snow,   ed. Clyde J. Williams [1984], 1.)
We all probably know enough about the Plan of Salvation for me to go into it any more.  It’s enough to say that we have a purpose and goal for living in this life.  We each must have, or get, a firm testimony of this plan and understand how we can build our lives around it.
While we are here on earth we are subject to may influences; those for good and those for bad.  If we have a testimony of the plan of salvation, we will try to heed the good influences and block out the bad.  How hard this is to do sometimes…

Question:  How do we know what is a good influence and what is a bad influence? The Book of Mormon prophet Mormon taught:
“For behold, my brethren, it is given unto you to judge, that ye may know good from evil; and the way to judge is as plain, that ye may know with a perfect knowledge, as the daylight is from the dark night.
For behold, the Spirit of Christ is given to every man, that he may know good from evil; wherefore, I show unto you the way to judge; for every thing which inviteth to do good, and to persuade to believe in Christ, is sent forth by the power and gift of Christ; wherefore ye may know with a perfect knowledge it is of God.
But whatsoever thing persuadeth men to do evil, and believe not in Christ, and deny him, and serve not God, then ye may know with a perfect knowledge it is of the devil; for after this manner doth the devil work, for he persuadeth no man to do good, no, not one; neither do his angels; neither do they who subject themselves unto him.”
  (Moroni 7:15-17)
Mormon teaches about a good “measuring stick” for knowing what is good and what is not.  Now, keep Mormon’s words in your mind…

We are subject to many influences in our daily lives.  Influences are like the constant winds on breezy day (everyday, here near the point of the mountain, it seems).  We are influenced constantly.  Have you ever taken a few minutes at the end of a day and thought about how you were influenced… and which way the influence led you?  Or whether or not you should heed the influence?  There are many ways we can be led…
Bad influences:  Almost too numerous to count…  We can be touched by Television, movies, advertisements, strangers and even friends or colleagues.  We can be influenced or affected by many of the tools Satan uses to make us fail: appetites, passions, natural wants and desires.  Satan uses envy, pride, human greed.  Two of his favorites tools are forgetfulness and discouragement.  He influences us by using the opinions of others, such as you might see in social media…  Often times, these opinions are applauded by others even though we know they “…persuadeth no man to do good…”. Many times if we post a differing opinion, we are shouted down, often maliciously .   (Just as an aside, this is one of the problems with on-line communication;  we’re not looking at the person in the eye and the spirit of what is said is lost).  There are many other influences in our lives, almost too many to count.  So many that it can be discouraging.  You probably could come up with a list as long as your arm if you think about it.

Good news!  There are also good influences on us:  Parents, spouses, siblings, and good friends can influence us for good.  Church related events and good leaders can help us and uplift us.  Reading scriptures, learning from conference talks, hearing testimonies of others can bring the Holy Spirit into our lives, lifting us and buoying us up.  Pondering and praying help us to take stock of our lives and gives us the opportunity to account for ourselves to our Heavenly Father.  There are tools that the Lord has given us to help us with our lives.     He has blessed us with the bestowal of the Holy Ghost, with the ability to receive constant personal revelation.  We have the scriptures to show us His interaction with past saints.   We have great leaders and their examples of righteousness and wisdom.  We’ve been given the association of each other as neighbors and branch members.   We have our regular church meetings, where we learn of the Gospel and feel the influence of the Holy Ghost.   This is one thing in particular I would like to address:  Attending Sabbath meetings. 

In the October 2008 General Conference of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Elder Dallin Oaks said: 
“We live in the perilous times prophesied by the Apostle Paul. Those who try to walk the straight and narrow path see inviting detours on every hand. We can be distracted, degraded, downhearted, or depressed. How can we have the Spirit of the Lord to guide our choices and keep us on the path?  In modern revelation the Lord gave the answer in this commandment:
“And that thou mayest more fully keep thyself unspotted from the world, thou shalt go to the house of prayer and offer up thy sacraments upon my holy day;
For verily this is a day appointed unto you to rest from your labors, and to pay thy devotions unto the Most High”
(D&C 59:9–10).  (October 2008 General Conference).
Elder Oaks goes on to say:
“This is a commandment with a promise. By participating weekly and appropriately in the ordinance of the sacrament we qualify for the promise that we will ‘always have his Spirit to be with [us]’” (D&C 20:77), (October 2008 General Conference).
  
There are many ways to honor the Sabbath and keep it holy.  One of the most important, however, is to attend Sacrament meeting and worthily participate in the ordinance of the Sacrament.  How do we do that?  The answer is by anticipation and by preparation.
Anticipation, or looking forward to, Sacrament meeting may or may not be easy for us.  For some people it means looking forward to pondering the Gospel, seeking for spiritual guidance, or feeling the Spirit.  For others, it may be more like looking forward to a wrestling match of wrangling youngsters and trying to keep them calm. In both cases, preparation is important.  During the week is the time to prepare; actively consider what specific blessing or help you may need from Heavenly Father.  Pray for guidance during the week. Enlist your family’s help in this preparation and make sure they know you are depending on them for their reverence during this sacred time.  Have a plan for reverence during Sacrament meeting that your family concurs with.  On Sunday, arrive early enough to listen to the prelude music and relax.  Ask again for guidance and then listen for the spirit’s direction.  Keep in mind, the direction may come from an impression received, from a talk, or from a testimony, from the words of a prayer.   Listen to the sacramental prayers carefully and understand their meaning.   Read Elder’s Oaks’ address from the October 2008 General conference to be inspired to be better Sabbath Day worshippers.

Remember that I have just described the ideal Sacrament meeting; if it doesn’t work out that way the first time, keep trying, don’t give up.  Indeed, “…the Sabbath was made for man…”.  The Sabbath can be a great influencer for good.

One last thing I wanted to address:  Sometimes people, being mortal human beings, succumb to the wrong influences.   Too often this is the case.  Too often, people get discouraged when they slip up and give up trying.  If only there were some way to make things right again, some way that mistakes would be forgiven and forgotten…  Oh, wait… there is!  It is called repentance.  Jesus said:
“Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest,” (Matt. 11:28.)
Repentance is truly a miracle.  It is one of the foundations of our religion.  President Spencer W. Kimball, who wrote the book “The Miracle of Forgiveness” said:
“Just as the prodigal’s father received him, our Father in Heaven eagerly desires to forgive all those who repent.
We are deeply grateful that we have his definite promise that where there has been sin and error, they can be followed by sincere and sufficient repentance that will in turn be rewarded with forgiveness.
The glorious thing about the whole matter of repentance is that the scriptures are as full of the Lord’s assurances that he will forgive as they are full of his commands for us to repent, to change our lives and bring them into full conformity with his wonderful teachings.”
(October 1982 General Conference).
The steps of repentance will cleanse us, returning us to a holier state.  The experience can strengthen us against future negative influences and help us to prevail in the face of temptation.

Although it is often hard to do, we must embrace the influences that lift us up and ignore or discard the multitude of bad influences.  Using Mormon’s measuring stick, we can determine what kind of influences we face.  It is my sincere hope that we can prepare ourselves to stand against the things we face in our daily lives.  It is my testimony that being stalwart in the face of temptation is not easy but is and will be worth it.  At the judgement may we hear the words

"...Well done, thou good and faithful servant...enter thou into the joy of thy lord" (Matthew 25:21).

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

What is Old??

I know I haven't posted much, but I wanted to post what I wrote on Facebook so you all could see it...


So what is old anyway?

As I reach a milestone, age-wise anyway, I ponder what old is.  When I was 10, I thought my teenage brothers were old.  I thought my married brothers and sisters were over-the-hill.  And Grandpa and Grandma?  Ancient!  I think they were probably about the age I am now.

I don't feel old - except when I tie my shoes, kneel down to pull weeds, walk up a couple flights of stairs, look at the hairs in my hairbrush, or even just look in the mirror....  I guess you get the idea.  Somehow the definition of old has been re-worked in my mind.  I'll probably be old in another 10 years, but right now?  I think I'm starting to mature somewhat.

I can tell I'm not old yet.... I still love rock and roll music (ok, from the '60s), watch sitcoms (I loved the rerun I saw tonight of Hogan's Heroes), and get belly laughs from slapstick humor.  I still look at those guys with gray hair and think what it will be like to be that age (then find out they're 6 years younger than me).  I can't be old, can I?  Can I???

One thing for sure, I wouldn't trade my 60 years for someone else's 20 years.  I do have to say I've enjoyed my life and wouldn't want any other.  Much love to my wife of 38 1/2 years, who makes me feel special every day.  Much love to my kids who make me proud constantly.  Much love to my and Pat's extended family, who have loved and supported us in our lives.  And much love to my friends and acquaintances who have made my life an interesting, fun and affection-filled roller-coaster ride!

Don