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Mesa Verde

6/25/2017

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PictureThe Cliff House complex--Mesa Verde's largest cliff dwelling
Mesa Verde.   Green table.  Incredible.
 
We spent last week at the “green table”, a.k.a.  Mesa Verde….and it was incredible.   Incredible history, incredible structures, incredibly good times with incredible people.
 
First the history….
 
Mesa Verde translated means “green table”.  The cuesta (gently sloping plateau) that is Mesa Verde sits at about 7,000 feet.    During the time of the Ancestral Puebloans (about 550 to 1285 A.D.)  it was a massive dry farm, covered with corn, beans and squash.   The people relied on residual soil moisture, left from winter snows, to germinate the seeds and on summer monsoons to water them.  And it worked.   Crops grew and villages thrived.   Experts estimate that 22,000 people lived there at the beginning of the 13th century.
 
The people were small—men averaged 5’4” to 5’5” and women 5’0” to 5’1”—and young.    The average life span for men was 50 years and women 35.   Initially they wove baskets from yucca and other fibers.   They began pottery making and developed a distinct black-on-white decorative style.   They used turkey bones for needles and wove blankets and shawls from turkey feathers and rabbit hides.    Trading brought macaw feathers, sea shells, cotton, and turquoise to their villages.
 
Some of the science used to date the artifacts is fascinating (at least it is to me).  Juniper and pinyon pine wood is highly rot resistant, even in a moist environment.   In Mesa Verde’s arid air, it is almost eternal.    Dendrochronology (using tree rings to determine age and climate conditions) has been used extensively to document both dates and droughts.   Neutron activation analysis shows that the clay used to make their pottery originated locally.   They can even tell when the last fires were built in the fire pits by analyzing iron found in the surrounding soils.    When iron is heated sufficiently the iron atoms become somewhat plastic and reorient to align with Earth’s current magnetic pole.   Because the Earth’s magnetic pole fluctuates and because we have geologic documentation of those fluctuations, scientists can look at the magnetic alignment of the iron atoms in the soil and determine when those atoms realigned…which tells them when the last fire was built in the fire pit.  Wow!
 
Second the structures…..
 
Initially the people at Mesa Verde lived in pit houses dug on the mesa top.   Later they moved to pit houses dug in cliff alcoves.   They moved back up to the surface and built homes with mud and stick and later stone and mortar walls.   It was not until the last 100 or so years of their time at Mesa Verde that they built the incredible cliff dwellings for which they are famous.   
 
And those cliff dwellings are indeed incredible.    Towers of three and four stories, storage rooms on seemingly inaccessible cliff shelves, round-walled, underground kivas complete with air ventilation systems, and hundreds and hundreds of rooms, all built with rectangular sandstone blocks, carved and shaped without metal tools and stuck together with a mixture of mud and sand.   Many inside walls were plastered and painted.   And did I mention that these intricately designed, fashioned-by-hand, fitted-to-the-curved-walls-of-alcove buildings were often built in cliff ledges so high and so inaccessible that one wonders how the people themselves got there?   Thinking about how they got their building materials there is truly mind boggling.   (Clearly OSHA was not a factor…..)
 
Finally, good times with good people……
 
We (Lance, Miles, Grace and I) spent the week with the Dragos (Michelle, Joe, and Brandon).   What a priceless gift righteous friends are!   It is so nice (SO NICE) to share camping adventures with people who understand my need for frequent potty stops, who are patient with my quests to find the right pair of earrings, and who guilelessly and earnestly discuss what it means to live up to one’s privileges as a follower of Christ.    I love it that Joe is a carnivore (bacon AND sausage for breakfast!!), that Brandon can keep up with Grace hiking (something I cannot do anymore) and that Michelle packs enough food and drink to feed a medium-sized army (seven coolers for five days).    Lance and Miles love it that Joe always finds a fishing spot (both because they love fishing and because more fishing means less hiking….) and I love it that Michelle is always game for a good hike.
 
One story and then I am done….
 
While on tour of Long House Lance glanced down and saw a pottery shard about the size of a large tortilla chip.   It was somewhat faded but had obviously been fired and had decorations on one side.     The next day Lance asked a Ranger if they ever “planted” shards on the cliff dwelling sites.  She looked at him like he was the biggest idiot she’d dealt with for weeks—which says a lot for a Ranger in a popular national park in the summer.   “No,” she responded.   “Occasionally a shard will work its way to the surface and be found but it is very, very, VERY rare.”   That’s my Lance!   Very rare!!!
 
Also very rare is the opportunity to slow down, sit down, and slim down.        Okay, I did not slim down.   Michelle’s fabulous cooking totally prevented that.   But I did slow down—no getting up at 4:30 a.m., no working on the computer, no weeding the garden, riding the bike, or washing the clothes—and I did sit down.     Sitting down in the truck (I love my truck!!) , listening to Lance teach us about the Arab Spring, the Vietnam Conflict, and current events in Europe, Russia, and North Korea  and sharing my college, work, and relationship stories with Miles and Grace (they asked for them, honest!) during our (very long) drive time together will be one of my favorite trip memories.     
 
Thank God for America!     Relatively few of Earth’s inhabitants have the political and economic freedom required to take trips such as the one we just enjoyed.     I am so grateful to be an American.   I am grateful for the beauties of places like Mesa Verde and the Colorado Rockies (which we drove through which is why our drive home was VERY long).  I am grateful for the country’s relative economic prosperity that allows most of its citizens the ability to take a week off from work and still be able to “feed the family” so to speak.   I am grateful for political freedoms that allow us to travel, leaving our state, even our country, at will.    I am grateful for the ability to respectfully speak my mind and to openly exercise my faith.   I am grateful for the opportunity to educate and to be educated.     God has indeed blessed America and I feel very blessed to be an American.    May we live in such a way that He can continue to bless us!!
 
Love,
Teresa

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The Shelf House complex
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The tower walls fits snugly against the alcove wall.
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An exposed kiva sits in the foreground and a four story tower in the background.
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Kivas (round-shaped underground rooms) are thought to have religious significance. Notice the hearth in front of the air vent. The heart forced the incoming air to circulate and prevented it from extinguishing the fire. The large circle in the center is the fire pit. The smaller circle in front of it is the sipapu which symbolizes the portal through which their ancestors entered the present world. Timbers used to make the roof rested on the columns seen rising from the shelf that circles the kiva.
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Seeps along the back walls of the alcove supplied the cliff dwellers with water.
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Lance hold the pottery shard he found.
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They created a series of cavities and mini-canals to collect and channel water.
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How in the world did they access these structures, much less make them?????
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A replica of a pit house, the structures the Ancestral Puebloans in the early centuries of their Mesa Verde occupation.
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Lance enters Balcony House
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An interior wall shows remnants of both plastering and painting.
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Joe peeks into Balcony House
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Michelle exits Balcony House
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Notice the ladder coming out of the hole in the circle in the lower, center/right. This is a kiva covered as it would have been in ancestral times.
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Hislops and Dragos visit the Ancestral Puebloans.
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"I love you" rock art
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Joe's cheeks on top, Michelle's cheek underneath!
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Yep. Me.
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Really?
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"L" for Lance!
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Miles points to grooves made in the stone where Ancestral Puebloans sharpened their tools.
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Notice the juniper wood and bark in this cliff dwelling roof. The bark was used for insulation and diapers among other things.
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Going from about 4,000 ft in elevation to 8,000 ft made the chip and Twinkie bags swell.
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The arid climate makes juniper trees almost eternal.
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We saw this bear and her cubs in Mesa Verde National Park. Lance tried to convince the other bystanders that mother bears get tired of tending their cubs and would really appreciate it if someone would just take a cub or two for a few moments to give her a break.... No one bit.
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We got a lot closer to this lizard than we did to the bear.
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All three of us hike like girls....Good luck keeping up with us!
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Some teens walk all over their dads....
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Nothing quite as exhausting as watching T.V......
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Mancos State Park
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Sunrise in camp
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Fish in camp
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Geese in camp
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Exercising freedom of speech
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Headed home....
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Rocky Mountain High....
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....Colorado!
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Trout Lake
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Trout fisherman...
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...and fisherboy.
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Incredible!!!
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Connections

6/18/2017

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Connections.   It’s all about connections.    Such was Justin’s message in his Friday night chat at Youth Conference and such was my experience during the three days of Youth Conference 2017 with the Roy 14th Ward.   We connected at the zoo and on Ensign Peak, we connected in temple baptisteries in SLC and in Ogden,  we connected on the lake in kayaks and on horses in saddles, we connect above the ground on a high adventure ropes course and we connected over a pig cooked in a pit below the ground.   And we connected in cars and during chats in-between.     We connected with ourselves, with each other, and, hopefully, with our Father in Heaven.  
 
I loved connecting with the girls and I loved watching them disconnect from their fears.   One does not conquer one’s fears by succumbing to them.   “For God hath not given us the spirit of fear….”  (2 Timothy 1:7)  Fear is NOT from God.  Fear is binding, limiting and enslaving.    It is not something to be avoided nor is it something to be pampered.   Instead it is something to be faced and vanquished.   
 
“This is actually fun,” Angie said almost incredulously, as she paddled her kayak in Pineview Reservoir.    Initially she’d refused to get in the water.   Lured by the fun everyone else seemed to be having (and by the cute boys who were kayaking off shore), she donned a life vest, boarded a kayak, and enjoyed herself.      Lisa and Kristen, also initial kayak-refusers, ended up spending over an hour in the lake, sometimes inside the kayak and sometimes in the water beside it.   Elaine, who has “boat issues”, paddled around near shore in a kayak.    Empowering.
 
Horses scare some people.    Both Linda and Sina entered the arena carrying a bad horse experience; Sina broke her arm in her last horse experience and Linda tipped her last horse over when trying to mount it.     Both of them wanted to ride a horse again and were terrified to do so.   Most of us have felt that—conflicting desires, one urging us to try/do/say/be something and one fearfully urging us to stay safely inert.   With a little encouragement from a lot of people, both got back up on a horse.  Linda called her mom immediately.   “I did it, I did it!” she exalted.     Sina posted on her Facebook page “Goal accomplished got back on a horse”.
 
The high adventures ropes course certainly facilitated fear-facing and fear conquering situations.   Initially Elaine and Angie would not even enter the gate.   In the end, both were in harnesses tackling the climbing wall.     Elaine’s self-reported take-home message from youth conference:  “I faced my fears.”     YEA YOU girlfriend!
 
My Grace, who cannot think of anything she of which she is afraid, had a fear-facing experience.     One of the course’s obstacles is a free standing pole, about 2 stories high and 12 inches wide, with metal rods on the side.    Participants use the rods to climb up the pole until they reach the top at which point they free stand for a moment, rotate 180 degrees with arms outspread and jump off.    Scary enough when you can see.    Grace did it blindfolded.   
 
How did Grace do blindfolded what most people fear to do sighted?  Trust.    The course facilitator challenged her to do it blindfolded and promised to verbally guide her to the top.    She trusted him.  She trusted him enough both to put on the blindfold and then to follow his instructions.    And she made it.     To the top.
 
Isn’t trust what conquering fear is all about?   Trusting that the harness and rope will not let you fall from the climbing wall, trusting that the life jacket will not let you drowned in the lake, trusting that the horse handler knows her stuff when she says the horse is gentle, trusting that the leaders have your best interests at heart, trusting the other youth to be encouraging and supportive…   Trust conquers fear.
 
And how does one develop trust?   Connections.   It’s all about connections.   We trust each other because we have connected.    Time, circumstances, and choices have forged positive connects between us and because we have positive connections, we have trust.   And we can use that trust to conquer fears.
 
It is all about connections with God too.    We learn to trust God when we become connected to Him.   When we use time, choice circumstances, and make choices that put ourselves on His path, we forge positive connections with Him and because we have positive connections with Him, we trust Him.   And we can use our trust in Him to conquer fears.     All fears.   
 
“For God hath not given us the spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.”  (2 Timothy 1:7)
 
 “All things work together for good to them that love God.”  (Romans 8:28)      
 
Connecting with God creates trust.   Trust in God eliminates fears.   Trusting God means that we know that no matter what happens, all things will work together for our good.  “It will all work out.” (President Hinkley)
 
I am not sure what the youth took home from their youth conference activity but this is a message I hope they got:
  • It’s all about connections
  • Connecting with others helps you face and conquer fears
  • Connecting with God will help you face and conquer all fears
  • Connect with God
 
It’s all about connections.
 
Love,
Teresa

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It is as easy as walking the white line....NOT!!!
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Though it is not as easy as walking the white line, it is as safe.
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On the climbing wall
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Grace crosses the high wire trapeze
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On the Giant's Ladder
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Ascending the Giant's Ladder
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The freestanding pole in the center is the one that Grace climbed blindfolded.
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Ascending blindfolded
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Summitting blindfolded
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On the top!
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Grace bends poles
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Packing List

6/11/2017

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To ensure a successful trip, it is critical that one pack certain key components.   The 2017 Ogden Preparatory Academy Southern Utah Field Trip was a VERY successful trip.  Following is a packing list of the key components that made it successful.

  • Bus Driver.   During my internship with Orem High’s Unified Studies program, back in my student teaching days, Sid and Cheryl emphasized the importance of finding a good bus driver.    Experience has emphasized the wisdom of their insights.  A bus driver can make or break a trip.  We had a good bus driver. 
  
        AMENDMENT:   We have a great bus driver.    Back by popular demand, Doug Vernieu is our man.    This is our third           trip with Doug.  The first thing I do after scheduling a campground is request Doug as our driver.   He hiked with us, he         swam with us and he did not yell at us when we tracked sand (LOTS of sand) on the bus.   He discussed dystopic               literature with Talyn, classic rock with Jack, and traumatic teaching stories with me.    He took a school bus places no         school bus has ever been before—we love the dropped-mouth, incredulous-eyed stares we get when people see a               school bus on back country roads—and he turned a 50 foot bus around on a cliff edge next to a sign that says “No               recommended for vehicles over 25 feet”.     The man is amazing.  

  • Adults.   When taking students on a field trip is a wise to have a few adults scattered in the crowd.   If nothing else (and with some adults, it is nothing else), having a few mature bodies in the crowd gives the trip an air of legitimacy.  We had good adults.

  • AMENDENDMENT:  We had some great adults, seriously great.   Strong (very), sarcastic (more than slightly) and spunky (off the charts) Talyn--my OPA compatriot--is a perfect trip buddy.   Kim—everyone’s favorite mom, Bill—the nondiscriminatory helper-of-everyone, and Scott—a.k.a “The Lone Ranger”, have all tripped with me before and I hope they will trip with me again and again and again.

  • Students.   Field trips without students are decidedly flat ….and this was NOT a flat field trip.  Field trips with bad students are decidedly awful…and this was NOT an awful field trip.   It was, in fact, a good field trip.   We had good kids.

  • AMENDMENT:  We had great kids.   Seriously great kids.   They got up when I sang to them in the early morning hours and did not ask me to sing to them in the late evening hours.  They cooked for themselves and cleaned up after themselves.   They let me be their foot doctor and did not make me want to see a head doctor.  In fact, they were very good for my heart.   “Thank you Mrs. Hislop for doing this for us” was a commonly repeated phrase.   

  • Agenda.   It helps to have a good agenda.  The point of most field trips is to go someplace interesting.   We had a good agenda.

  • AMENDMENT:   We had a great agenda:  Red Rock Canyon, Bryce Canyon National Park, Escalante Petrified Forest State Park, Peek-a-boo and Spooky slot canyons in the Grand Staircase National Monument, Lower Calf Creek Falls, Box Death Canyon…..Nature at her finest.   “This is a field trip?” said one hiker as he passed our group,  “Man!  The only field trip I went on was to a crayon factory.” 

  • Good times.   A field trip to a crayon factory may be fun.   A field trip to southern Utah should be more fun.    Having not been to a crayon factory, I cannot speak (or write) to that but I can (and will) address our fun factor.    We had a good time.

  • AMENDMENT:  We had a great time.   After squeezing through the slot canyon—only 10 inches wide is some places—Yvette said she’d had her mammogram for the year.   Ted asserted that licking mosquito bites made them stop itching.  “It is science,” he claimed.   He got a very funny look on his face when challenged to test his “science” on Kate’s arm.   Lois and Britton found a spider in their tent.   They screamed and screamed and screamed for someone to come to the rescue.    No one heard them.   Hard to say whether they were more traumatized by the spider or by fact that no one came to their rescue. 

  • Health.  When hiking and camping, good health is a good thing.   The Sunday evening before the trip started I was in an urgent care facility seeking help for knock-me-on-my-back flu symptoms caused by microbial infections from two different phylogenic kingdoms.     I was back on my feet Monday but not back on my game.   Wednesday my body decided it was on my team again and it was all good from there.

  • Bonus.   Every trip should have a bonus and my bonus was Miles.   I had to bride him with fishing and cold cereal to get him to come and it was well worth the price.   I seriously enjoy having him along.   I think he seriously enjoyed it too.   “I hiked 8 miles and did not complain once,” he said.  Miracles happen.
 
 
Miracles happen.   Yes they do.   Though it may not be a miracle in the traditional sense, being able to spend a week in the wilderness with a fabulous group of people definitely borders on the miraculous.   It is certainly a tender mercy.   I thank my God, literally and sincerely, for the opportunity to do so.  Thank you, dear Father.    Thank you.

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Ladies and gentleman....This is your bus driver!
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Doug hits a wall....
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The Lone Ranger
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Off duty....
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Everyone's favorite mom
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A non-traditional use of an outhouse.
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Bill and his boy
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"If you lick mosquito bites, they quit itching."
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When one hikes hard....
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....one sleeps solid!
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Sunrise and moon set on our final day. beautiful and symbolic.
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Yoked

6/4/2017

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Christ’s invitation to take up His yoke has been taking up a lot of space in my mind lately.   As I have studied and pondered  and processed His invitation, I have reached the following conclusions.   Below I share my thoughts.   Read it and, please, share your thoughts with me.
 
“Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”   Matthew 11:28-30
 
For years my greatest angsts have come from my Christian service.   On my mission, I distinctly remember being stressed of soul, more troubled than I had ever been previous to that time in my life, as I struggled to find the balance between my need to work and the need to have a harmonious relationship with my companion.  As I saw it, I had taken upon myself Christ’s yoke and it was NOT easy.  My soul was NOT at rest.   In fact, it was the hardest thing I had ever done.
 
Similar angsts haunt me now.   I feel the urgency of Christ’s plea to “Feed my sheep”, to invite all to come unto Him.   I sincerely want to bring people unto Christ, to share the light and life that He offers.    And my sincere desire torments me.   How do I help my Young Women stop judging each other and just be nice?   How do I help my neighbor look beyond her insecurities and trust the Lord?   How do I share the good news of the gospel with my atheist colleague?   How do I help my son gain a testimony of fasting and my husband act upon his testimony of home teaching?      I don’t worry about me.   I am all “in”; fully committed to doing His work.  But the angst of trying to do His work is a burden that I do not find light and “at rest” is not the way I would describe my soul.
 
Clearly I have something to learn from the scripture in Matthew.   At the suggestion of my good friend Rob, I decided to study yokes.    What is a yoke and what does Christ’s invitation to take His yoke upon us mean?  My studies brought several insights.
 
In the Bible yokes are a symbol of servitude.   When Christ issued the invitation to take up His yoke, He was contrasting His teachings to those of the Pharisees and Sadducees.   The servitude demanded by their doctrine was that of rigid, self-righteous law keeping, of unneeded ecclesiastical observances.   In contrast Christ’s gospel was one of love, repentance, and faith.  Christ’s invitation was to drop the burden of obedience to thousands of petty laws and to learn of Him, to rest from the unnecessary burden imposed by excessive rabbinical law and to live in love.  Compared to the burden imposed by the Jewish leaders of the day, the burden on His path would be light and easy.
 
The yoke as a symbol of servitude is also applicable to sins and shortcomings.   Unyoked with Christ, we must carry the weight of our imperfections and ineptitudes alone, a burden that is indeed heavy.    When we yoke ourselves to Christ, He shoulders those burdens.  For all who repent and follow Him, He will “blot out transgressions”, “take upon him the pain and sicknesses”, and “succor his people according to their infirmities.” (Alma 7:11-13).  Compared to suffering in solitude from sin and sickness, Christ’s yoke is easy and His burden light.
 
In the physical work, yoke are tools.   A tool does not eliminate work but it certainly makes work easier.  As a tool, yokes make work easier; two oxen yoked together can do work that a single ox could not.   When we are yoked with Christ, we work with Him and accomplish things impossible on our own.   Our part in the harness is to be faithful and obey.  His share is to effect the atonement and show us the way home.   Following the analogy of oxen laboring together in a harness, Christ is like the older, wiser ox, carrying most of the burden while teaching and molding the younger ox (us).  And, still following the analogy, as the younger ox works with the wiser ox, he becomes more like him just we become more like Christ by doing His work.  Make no mistake.  It is still work.  The life of a Christian requires work and endurance; pain and suffering are not eliminated.  The yoke, as a tool, does not eliminate the work but it does make the load light.  The load is lighter both because Christ shoulders the greater burden and because, as we work with Him, we become more like Him and more capable of doing His work.
 
Yokes are tools that link.  Yokes link oxen together.   In the scriptures marriage is compared to a yoke.   In marriage, a man and woman are yoked together, united, committed to each other.   Married life is different from single life.  Married people give up a measure of independence and they do so willing, even eagerly, for the chance to be yoked with someone they esteem to be wonderful.  Being yoked to Christ is to create a union with Him.  When I yoke myself with Christ I am His and He is mine.  As a yoke mate with Christ, I have access to the peace and power of standing side-by-side with God.   Wow.
 
So what?    How does my study of yokes change my life?   Bring rest to my soul?  Make my burden light?
 
As far as servitude goes, I am “all in”.   I am a student of Christ’s gospel of love and am fully committed to following Him.  I give Him my sins, seek His solace in my suffering, and strive to stay on His path.  I put myself in His service and prayerfully plead to be an instrument in His hands.   I willingly, even eagerly, yoke myself to Christ.
 
It is my use of the yoke as a tool that needs refining.   I am trying to do His work.  Me.  I.  I am anxious because I am trying to do His work and doing the work is stressing me out.   I have confused the work with the yoke.  The work is discipleship, it is serving others and feeding His sheep and bringing people to Him.   The yoke is working with Christ.   I am stressed because I am trying to do His work without utilizing His yoke.   The key to the yoke making the burden light is to use the yoke.   Work with Him, not for Him.   Christ and I are in the yoke together with God the Father as the teamster.   Trust the Father.   Work with the Son.   Be the instrument in the Hand.  Let the Lord be the Hand.  Rest from the angst associated with trying to direct His work.  Instead be nimble and precise in following His lead.   As I follow His lead, yoked as a novice to a wise Master, learning from and of Him, I will find my soul rested and my burden light.    Trusting Him makes His yoke easy.


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