3 May 2026, Sunday

   3 May 2026, Sunday

Prioritized Daily Task 

Note: While watching a Bible podcast in a section that featured Abraham, when Lot takes his wife and people and separates and goes into the land of Sodom, Abraham asks the question, "How can I lead a people when I cannot even lead my family?"

Note: Next Sunday will be Mother's Day.  Debbie sent this email to honor her mother, Jalna Sealander Searle. 

May 3, 2026, 8:50 PM 

to Ryan, Ryan, kyliehobbs05, abbeylhobbs07, Jodi, Cache, clairejaneway13, Cooper, kennad.jo02, Shelby, bradleypjorgensen, Libby, Laura, George, Samantha, tyler, Alex, Marissa, Jami, Tylee, Patrick, Anndalyn, Camden, me

Dear Family,

The month of May is Mother's Day.  I have been contemplating my mother today.  She was liked by all who knew her.  She served quietly and was always busy doing something good for someone else.  She set a great example to me of serving those whose quiet burdens were not seen by others.  She taught me to love all of God's children no matter their race, color, status, or challenges they had.  She had a soft heart for animals and they could sense her genuine love for them and the underdog in the room.  Thanks, Mom, for sharing your example of Christ-like service with me. 

Here is a story that reminds me of my mother!  She broke her hip doing something good for someone else.

My name is Eleanor.  I'm 81 year old.  Every Thursday at 6:00 am, I wheel my blue recycling bin to the curb.  For fourteen year this has been my ritual--just e, the quiet streetlights and the soft clatter of bottles in the dark,  After my husband passed, those early hours became my private space.

Until I noticed Mr. Henderson.  He lived three houses down, nearly 90 years old, his hands gnarled by arthritis,  Every Thursday, I watched him struggle--dragging his bin inch by inch, leaning heavily on his cane.  I stood at my window, coffee cooling in my hands wondering whether I should offer help.  But pride is delicat.  My Arthur used to say, "Never lift a person's burden without asking, or you might break their spirit."  So I chose something quieter.

One frosty morning, before the sky began to lighten, I slipped outside and wheeled Mr. Henderson's bin to the curb while he slept.  I aid nother.  I left no sign.  I simply went back inside.

that Thursday, I found a small folded note taped tomy own bin handle.  In careful, trembling handwriting, it read:

"The bin was lighter today.  Thank you--M. Henderson"

My throat tightened.  I had been seen.  I kept doing it.  Every week.  And every week another note appeared: "My grandson visited.  I told him about the angel who moves the bins."  "The magnolia by your gate is blooming--pink like my wife's favorite dress."  "You left your glove on the sidewalk.  It's drying on my radiator."

One bitter January morning, I lifted my bin lid and found a small container of homemade soup.  the note said:  "For your strength.  Mine is in my hands today, Not my feet."

Then one week, Mr. Hendrson didn't answer his door.  After thre days, I called his daughter and learned he was in the hospital with pneumonia.  That Thursday, despite my aching knees, I wheeled both bins to the curb.  As I turned back, Mrs. Gable from across the street appeared beside me.  She squeezed my arm and whispered, "I'll take his bin next time, Elanor."

The following Tuesday, I opened my door to find my bin already waiting at the curb.  A note was taped to the handle--from the teenager down the block"Saw you limping, Ms. Eleanor.  My turn."  By the next Thursday, six bins stood neatly in a row.  Notes fluttered in the morning breeze: "For Mr. Henderson's return."  "My legs work today."  "You taught us to look up from our own chores."

When Mr. Hendrson finally came home--frail but smiling--he found his bin at the curb.  Inside, instead of recycling, was a quilt stitched by twelve neighbors.  Each square carried a message: "for sleepless nights." "For stories we will want to hear."  "For when your hands need rest."  He cried.  So did I.  I learned that kindness doesn't hae to be loud or dramatic.  Sometimes it's as small as moving a bin before dawn, trusting that someone will feel the weight lift before they ever know why.  The world doesn't change when we shout.  It changes when we notice the quiet burdens others crr--and choose to lift them.

Do something quiet for the mothers in your life.  I am grateful for the wonderful daughters and granddaughters who serve quietly. Have a great Mother's Day!

What a wonderful wedding for Alex and Marissa!   Now to set up a home and get to work!!!  So excited for Casey and Kylie-hope all goes well for August 21st!!  Our missionaries, Tylee and Camden, are doing well, happy and serving with all their hearts.  Congrats to Abbey-our new missionary to be.  Germany is getting an awesome sister missionary.  

The great-grand babies are growing and healthy.  

Cooper gave a beautiful blessing to Myles.  Samantha and Tyler are blessing the twins on the 10th (Mother's Day) in Springville and Cache and Claire are blessing Margo on the following Sunday 19th.in Twin Falls.  What a wonderful growing family!!

A big shout out:  Happy Birthday to Jack-May 4th, Ocie-May 11th, Carter and Ellie's--May 19th.  We also have a Lone Peak High School graduate-Clara Gourley -graduates May 20th!!!  Wahoo!!  School is almost out!  Summer is around the corner.  We still have a few softball games-Senior night is Monday 4th at 2:30 at Lone Peak High School for Clara!  LaCross is still going for Jack and Tate.  Congrats to Alley for making the Lone Peak cheer team.  Work hard all summer!!

How I love my family and all the hard work the fathers are doing to provide for their families and for the working mom's to help with added pressure from the pressures of life.  

Have a great May!  Take time to smell the roses-flowers!

Love,

Mom/Grandma/Debbie and Len/Gpa

The Lord speaking, "I am the Lord their God, and will remember the covenant with you and your fathers.  God remains faithful to his covenants, and if we repent, the Lord will not completely abandon us. His discipline leads to repentance and to restoration.  *Blessing and cursing are natural consequences of our relationship with God." 

3:30 pm - Laura, George, Pat, George, Clara, and Ellie meeting with Debbie here at the house about their trip to Greece, June 4 - 13

Call the Children

Note:  Jackline "Jack" London's podcast, The Ancient Tradition, has been taken down from the web and is no longer available on YouTube

Up at 6:45am, personal prayer, and studied scriptures.  Debbie and I had prayer, showered, shaved, and turned the shower to Debbie.  I got back to the scriptures and preparing for the sacrament before I break my fast after church at 2:00pm.  I called the children before we left for church at noon, but only got Beth and Matthew.  Rae Lynn called me back, and I talked to her, Brody, and Weston.   I also tried calling Alex and Carter, but the call went to their answering machine.  I listened to Bible stories on YouTube podcast.  Debbie and I had prayer together, and we broke our fast.  We had cream of wheat with avocado and toast with fruit.  We put thought in or prayer, writing down what we wanted to thank Heavenly Father for and what we wanted to ask Him for.  The children that going with Debbie to Greece in June came over and reviewed their itinerary.  Jody called her mother and was on the phone for two hours.  It was after midnight before we had prayer and went to bed.