Friday, March 26, 2021

Even a little bit helps

 Hardly a day goes by without multiple appeals for charitable donations - on line and via email and , in person on street corners and outside stores.  One cannot go very far out of one's house before encountering street beggars and/or seeing homeless encampments.  These requests stir up feelings of both guilt and annoyance.  (Then I feel guilty for feeling annoyed and ask myself I would like to trade places, have a little compassion. There are a lot of people in trouble out there - homeless and hungry)   I seldom comply.  

I combat feelings of guilt by reminding myself that I do donate hundreds of dollars a year.  First, I pay Fast Offering.  Then I make regular small contributions to LDS Humanitarian Services.  I once read some impressive numbers of how much money would go to help people in need if every member of the church gave just one dollar.  Since then, I donate at least $5/month to Humanitarian Services.  Not much, but in the every little bit theory.  Once in a while I give through other organizations and sometimes make up food/lunch packets to give to street people, although scary news stories have me doing that less.  But one can only do/give so much.  It is hard not to feel badly. 

Today I got an email that helps.  A lot.  

"To anyone who has ever given a humanitarian aid donation, to the child who sealed some coins in an envelope, to the new widower who made a donation in memory of his wife—you are Latter-day Saint Charities, and you are helping others feel the love of God and the love of neighbors in the far reaches of the earth. Thank you."
Sister Sharon Eubank, President of Latter-day Saint Charities, First Counselor in the Relief Society General Presidency




In 2020, a year of adapting to new needs, the Church increased humanitarian efforts thanks to donations from people like you. Thanks to your support, Latter-day Saint Charities led over 3,600 humanitarian projects in 160 countries and territories, impacting the lives of millions.
With the COVID-19 pandemic, donations from you and partners helped to
  • send medical and emergency supplies to people around the world;
  • train health care professionals regarding physical, mental, and emotional support for those who are struggling; and
  • adjust production schedules at Church-owned canneries and food processing plants to meet increasing community needs.
Our work is your work, and we are guided by our faith and commitment to live the first and second great commandments.
"When we love God with all our hearts, He turns our hearts to the well-being of others in a beautiful, virtuous cycle." - President Russell M. Nelson, "The Second Great Commandment," Oct. 2019 general conference.









Sunday, March 21, 2021

What's in a name? Barbara

               When I was born, my parents named me Barbara Louise.   

               Sometime in my youth, when I expressed discontent with my name, which I had looked up and found "Barbara" to mean  "foreign" or "strange" and "Louise" to be a feminine of form of Louis and, of course, Louise was also my mother's first name (neither of which pleased me at the time), my mother somewhat offended, told me that she had named me after her best friend.  I am not sure if the friend's name was "Barbara" or "Barbara Louise".  I do not remember further conversation.  I wish I had known much earlier that I had been named for a good friend.  I wish I knew something about her and what made this friend special.  My mother was 17 when I was born.  I assume her friend, Barbara, was also a teenager.  They were probably in high school together. I am not sure when my mother left high school or even if she graduated.  She might not have because of me. We sure never talked much, did we?  

          Some say that people think that the name "Barbara" is "classic   mature   formal   upper class   natural   wholesome   strong   refined   simple   serious   nerdy .    I am not sure how much of that might apply to me. 

             I never learned to particularly like my name, nor it's variants.  I certainly am not a "Barbie" or a "Bobbie".    Some say that "Barbara"  can also mean "exotic" which for some reason sounds more appealing, except I am in no way exotic - which implies beautiful and interesting.  I am rather peasant-like.   But Barbara also means "Barbarian,"  which I think some might think applies to me.  I am certainly not lady-like, refined, cultured, and/or educated.  

        A very few have called me "Barb" and it was usually kindly meant and I liked it maybe a little better than "Barbara".  It may have even fit. I can think of a person or two would think so.  "a point or pointed part projecting backward from a main point, as of a fishhook or arrowhead; an obviously or openly unpleasant or cutting remark."

Other Barbara's:

      Barbara may have become an popular name in early ties because of St. Barbara an early Christina martyr who was tortured and killed for her faith.  She is the patron saint of armourers, artillerymen, architects, mathematicians, miners and the Italian Navy. St. Barbara is one of the Fourteen Holy Helpers, venerated because their intercession is believed to be particularly effective against disease.

     I don't recall many Barbara's that I have personally known.  There was Barbara Fair, who went by Fair (or maybe Faire?) and there is Barbara W.  both of them  a gracious and lovely women of faith.  

     One can find famous Barbara's. One of my favorite famous Barbara's is Barbara Bush. Despite being wife of a president of the United States and under public scrutiny, she was delightfully herself.  She loved being a wife, mother, and grandmother.  She didn't get a new and super expensive outfit for every occasion.  She had a sense of humor and self-deprecating wit.  She supported literacy. Mostly I just liked that she didn't try to be something she wasn't.

      If I had named myself, what would it be?  Well, I gave my daughters some of my favorite names.   I would have liked an Elizabeth, too.  I don't think I really fit them, though. Don't think I could quite live up to them. I think that Deborah might have come close to suiting me, although I cannot see myself as a Debbie or even a Debi.  I have a wonderful daughter Debi and I cannot see me matching that as well. 

       What is your name?  Does it suit you?   Why were you named that?