Feeling joy for the sacred, feeling sadness for our pet, but these are days, we will never forget.
Paddington
Laie Hawaii Temple
PCC
IAO Valley
PCC show “Ha – Breath of Life”
We were pleased to have large turnouts to our Addiction Recovery Program (ARP) support meetings the last two Mondays. We realize that even if just one person came for support that it would be worth it, but knowing that there are many in the community who need the support, we are glad when more than a few come. Love and the Spirit of the Lord is strong in these meetings and we know that it is God’s love that keeps his children coming back for his care.
In addition to ARP, we are starting two other classes or groups. 1) The ARP companion group called Spouse and Family Support for those who need healing due to the choices of loved ones, and 2) a Self-Reliance course called, “Finding Strength in the Lord – Emotional Resilience.” This is a great set of sessions for all of us who want to apply gospel principles for a more joyful life. On top of these groups and classes, we are helping our ward get ready for their big Handcart Trek in June 2026. (More on that later)
From back home we got a text from Melanie, “Daddy, it’s looking like (our cat) Paddy might be about to pass. Lisa and I have been on the floor by him just comforting him and loving him…” A while later our beloved cat Paddington passed away after a couple years of significant illness. Fortunately our daughter Lisa was in town (for major oral surgery) and was able to help Melanie take care of things and make the important decision to let Paddington go on to kitty heaven. It was hard on them, on Joan, and all of the family to let go of one of our furry companions of 15+ years. Emma compiled a set of pictures of Paddington’s life, which was helpful. Lisa is now recovering from her surgery and we are grateful to Jana and Melanie for taking care of her during this very challenging time. We are grateful for angels especially while we are away. In honor of Paddington, Joan and I took a walk up the sacred Iao Valley near our Maui home where we felt of Gods beautiful earth and all of creation.
The next morning I felt impressed to take Joan for a walk along our favorite beach. With all the emotion of the death of our cat Paddington, I woke anxious to go. While there we were approached by a lady who asked about Joan’s Lana’i Cat Sanctuary tee-shirt she was wearing. This lady has been a cat rescuer and hoped someday to visit Lana’i so we talked about our experience there and showed her a picture of Joan sitting happily among many cats. Her interest seemed more than casual so we continue the usual conversation. “Where are you from?” She was from Murray, Utah and loves her cats. “I’m a flight attendant with Southwest,” she added. We talked about her love for Maui. We told her our story and that we were service missionaries for addiction recovery. She paused, looked us in the eye, got a little teary-eyed and said, “I’m in recovery.”
She continued to tell us about her life and experience and how grateful she is for volunteers who support addicts like her. She spoke of her loving and understanding mother. We became fast friends and talked for 30 minutes as our feet slowly sank in the beautiful sand and the morning sun baked our shins. We moved into the shadow of a palm tree and talked some more, and agreed to stay in contact. She seemed stunned, in a joyful way that she met us. Looking heavenward she spoke gratitude. She said our meeting was an answer to prayer. “I can’t wait to tell my mother that I met you.” We invited her to come to our meetings next time she was on the island. She enthusiastically said she would come. Hugs were exchanged, a photo was taken, and we departed knowing that God was in all of our lives. We are so grateful for the special and deeply meaningful experiences we are having on this mission. God works in mysterious ways.
The next day we flew to Oahu for an extended temple trip and to continue our celebration of our 45thanniversary. We boarded the ferry to the ship Arizona Memorial at Pearl Harbor and reflected for an hour on the attack and sacrifice there in 1941. It was a sacred and reverent experience. We love America. We met a wonderful senior couple there returning from their mission in Samoa. We then drove to Queens Hospital in Honolulu in hopes of giving hope to our friend Curtis we had met on Moloka’i who is seriously ill. Unfortunately, he was quarantined so we could not see him. We exchanged happy text messages instead. We drove through the mountain and along the north shore to Laie and checked into our hotel room. After checking in, Joan realized she forgot to bring a dress for the temple… so we went shopping and found a beautiful Hawaiian dress in the shops at the Polynesian Cultural Center (PCC).
The next morning we attended an endowment session at the Laie Temple where as usual, our hearts and minds were channeled in sacred paths of feeling and learning and knowing. (For some reason I was focused on 2 Nephi 2.) After some peaceful moments feeling love and light in the celestial room we completed our temple work that day. We saw other ward members there and expressed our love. We then took a break at the hotel pool before going to a spectacular evening of Polynesian culture, Luau and show at the PCC. The show is called, “Ha – The Breath of Life,” and left all observers spell-bound regarding the amazing journey we all have through life. We highly recommend the PCC.
Back home on Sunday, we heard genuine testimonies during Sacrament meeting, and had an amazing special experience with our youth Sunday School Class. We sat in a circle and counseled together regarding D&C 137 & 138. We stopped reading frequently to understand about revelation, including personal revelation. We then had a Zoom call with most of our kids. Sister Hardman and I then gave the talks on Baptism and the Holy Ghost at a convert baptism that evening before watching the 1st Presidency Devotional with other stake members.
Feeling joy for the sacred, feeling sadness for our pet, but these are days, we will never forget.
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