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19 January 23, Gratitude

We are learning not only the Welfare Self-Reliance programs that the church offers to the world, but also how the French people understand and accept these programs.  The pace of the French in society and in the church is different.  Not better or worse, just different.  We love how our ward ends Sacrament meeting.  After the closing prayer, everyone remains in their seats for several minutes.  No one talks, we just sit in reverent silence.  Once the bishop gets up, everyone gets up and begins to socialize.  It may take 10 to 20 minutes before people move from the chapel to their respective meetings.  After church, the saints linger and talk. One Sabbath, an hour after church, people were still chatting. 

Dinner with our boss (second from left) and the WSR leaders in Clermont-Ferrand

In a recent Area devotional, the Area manager spoke about the expanding work in Central Europe. One of their desires is to cultivate native workers in the Area office and native missionaries; both senior couples and young missionaries in the field. It reminded me of a discourse given by President Kimball on how missionary work would spread throughout the world.  Countries that depend on American missionaries would become self-sufficient and in turn, export missionaries to others.   That is the goal of the European people.  Local missionaries to fulfill their needs and an excess to export to other countries. Right now, many French missionaries are sent to the US.  Some stay or return to the US because of the opportunities here. The saints and the leadership of the church here in Europe want to open opportunities for their missionaries as incentive to stay. 

Catherine and I discussed this after the devotional and concluded that saints from the US look at the French culture through the lens of our own culture and experience.  We remembered a conversation with a Senior couple in the Area office while we were there for training.  They were rather upset at an affiliate organization that had received humanitarian funds from the church. Rather than using them as agreed, they gave them to another organization in country and then publicly took credit for the donation.  The funds were not necessarily misused, but credit was not given as we would expect in our US culture. 

Outside the Cathedral in Clermont-Ferrand

A big question we ask ourselves is if the work we are doing here is sustainable.  Are we just blowing hard on the coals? As soon as we leave, will the fire die back down?  We have seen couples so excited about pushing the work forward that they push local WSR specialists out of the way in order to do it ‘the right way’. The work glows brightly for a while, but when they leave, the local saints called to this work are not prepared to take over. Our goal is to build a strong, sustainable source of heat and light by training, and more important, sustaining the local leadership in the responsibilities to which they were called. President Kimball delivered a landmark discourse in 1974 on how the world will be converted. In that discourse, he quoted a discourse by Brigham Young in the April, 1852 General Conference: 

The Cathedral of Clermont-Ferrand

“This kingdom will continue to increase and to grow, to spread and to prosper more and more. Every time its enemies undertake to overthrow it, it will become more extensive and powerful; instead of decreasing it will continue to increase; it will spread the more, become more wonderful and conspicuous to the nations, until it fills the whole earth.” We are moved to be a part of that work. 

Catherine in the Cathedral, surrounded by stars made by the local children

We recently met with a couple in Clermont Ferrand, called as Welfare Self-Reliance specialists for their stake.  I watched with awe as Catherine embraced these fine people, both figuratively and literally. She adores and is adored by all she meets.  Catherine speaks little French, and the sister spoke little English, but they instantly became lifelong friends and communicated in ways far beyond mere spoken language.  Catherine worries about how little of the French language she commands, but she communicates far beyond anything I can do. This couple is excited about the work and have a testimony of the Church’s Self-Reliance programs. Catherine and I pray continually for the inspiration and revelation necessary to sustain them. 

It is a joy for us to work as WSR (Welfare, Self-Reliance) missionaries.  the MLS (Member Leader Support) missionaries in our mission have somewhat well-defined responsibilities, particularly those that work in the office.  Our job is nebulous.  We are left to figure out what we should do and how to do it.  We would enjoy the more defined MLS responsibilities if that were our call, but we are embracing the lack of definition in our current callings.  We find opportunities to learn and to serve wherever we can. 

With the Sister Missionaries and acouple being taught in our apartment

We are learning how the church works with the French government.  It is not better or worse, just different. An integral part of the French Revolutions was throwing off the suppressive yoke of the Catholic church.  I don’t know enough about French history to make any kind of judgement here, but that is certainly the perception of the French people.  Because of this, as a culture, they are very suspicious of religious organizations.  The church understands not to fight it, but to work with it.  For example, EnglishConnect classes can be taught in some church buildings but not in others.  It seems arbitrary, but it depends on ownership of the buildings.  The church cannot directly own buildings in France, not even the temple.  They are owned by subsidiary or affiliate organizations.  The way the church owns each building dictates if EnglishConnect classes are seen as competition with local public universities. Some buildings in our Stake can host EnglishConnect classes, some cannot. We work with that. Where we cannot hold physical classes, we do so online. 

On the Streets of Clermont-Ferrand

While serving here in France, we are re-learning how to pray. I was reminded recently of a discourse on Prayers of Gratitude. Sometimes our prayers turn into a list of “monotonous pleadings”. Rather than a long list of requests for our work and our families, even though these requests may have the best of intentions, we have been offering prayers of gratitude for all the blessings poured out on us. We thank the Lord for his help as he blesses us the way he blessed the People of Alma. He did not remove their burdens, but he made them light. In the coming weeks and months, I will try to describe the answers to our prayers, most particularly our prayers of gratitude for the support He gives our families while we are in His service. 

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Mission

16 December 23

We have been in France for nearly a month now. We are mostly over COVID although Catherine has some residual dizziness and balance problems. We walk a lot here. The mission office is just over a mile away, shopping is close with many bakeries, butcheries and markets surrounding our small apartment. When we go out, Catherine holds tight to my arm to keep her balance. The clinging to my arm is not a problem at all. We pray that her dizziness will abate.

After our home bound COVID experience, we traveled to Frankfurt, Germany to train on the tools and processes used in self-reliance and humanitarian projects. There were two other new humanitarian couples there, assigned to Spain and Poland. Several couples newly assigned to the area office also attended, both to train and to be trained.

Lobby of the Central Europe Area office

The staff in the area office are knowledgeable, gracious and faithful saints. While there, we spent an evening at the Frankfurt Christmas Market. I haven’t seen crowds like these since I was in China visiting my brother. Ether, the man on the right in the picture above and yes, that is his name, came from Italy to help with the training and chauffeured us around in a van owned by the area. 

Frankfurt Christmas market

The integrated programs of welfare and self-reliance are taking off in Europe, with programs open not only to the Saints but the community as well. Humanitarian efforts in Eastern Europe are expanding as the Church learns how to manage projects in these foreign cultures. 

Murals in the Central Europe Area office

The church is moving forward at a dizzying pace, reaching out with all it’s resources to lift as many people as possible.

We returned from Frankfurt just in time to attend a gathering of senior couples from the France Lyon mission. Once a year, they come from all over the mission to share a day of testimony and an evening at the Lyon festival of lights.

Smorgasbord set out for the couple missionaries

The spread awaiting us as we arrived the the mission home, assembled by the mission president’s very talented daughter.

In 1643, the city of Lyon was struck by plague and municipal Councillors promised the city would pay tribute to Mary each year if the town was spared. It is a celebration with homes throughout Lyon placing candles in the windows and an entire city celebrating light.

Cathedrale St John

The crowds were even larger than the Frankfurt Christmas market but were orderly and respectful. 

Cathedrale St John

In several of the plazas, light shows were projected on the buildings, surrounding us with image and sound. 

Lyon Fetes des Lumieres

The pictures from my phone camera do not begin to do this justice. 

Catherine in front of Catedrale Notre Dame

It is not without it’s temptations here. A French patisserie on every corner, not to mention the chocolate shops, we passed at least six on our walk last night. Chocolate Christmas trees, chocolate nativity scenes, exquisite Yule logs on almost every corner. 

Chhoooollllooooccatttttee

It has been quite a welcome to France. We are now settling into our apartment, gathering materials both printed and online concerning the responsibilities. The more we study, the more it is apparent to us that the Church is not standing still. The prophets and apostles are leading the Church forward as fast as the saints and the world can keep up. The programs and materials are inspired. They understand and work according the principle taught by Boyd K Packer:

‘The study of the doctrines of the gospel will improve behavior quicker than a study of behavior will improve behavior. . . . That is why we stress so forcefully the study of the doctrines of the gospel.’ (“Little Children,” Ensign, November 1986)

We love our mission. We miss our families, we miss them terribly. Birthdays and baptisms and other events will pass us by, but we are on the Lord’s errand and our families will be blessed. We pray for them each day, both collectively and individually.

Tim and Catherine Frodsham

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Grandchildren

My daughter in Sacramento, (California, USA for my far flung foreign followers) has four off the wall nuclear powered dynamos of the male persuasion who define the term intensity. They range from 7 to 2 years old, with a set of twins lodged somewhere in the middle. When they take the time to drop below the sound barrier, I get a video call from one or more of them, missing their papa and wondering when I am coming to visit. More often than not, these calls come at bed time.  It’s hard to go from 0 to 600 miles per hour in the length of a twin bed, though for them, not for lack of effort and I have the tiniest of suspicions that these calls are a subtle attempt to delay bringing it all in for a landing.

I visit my children and grandchildren as often as practical, and with airline rates today, it’s far cheaper for me to fly. My daughter brought these four little dynamos to the airport, with strict instructions to stay in the car when they picked me up at the terminal as there were lots of cars around and it would be dangerous. It must have been all the years of supersonic wind blowing past their ears because in spite of her caution, the moment the car stopped, and perhaps a few fractions of second before that, two doors blasted open and the twins broke the sound barrier (again) before latching on to my airline damaged knee caps. Popping open the rear hatch was a sign for the two in the back to vault over the seat in stunning Olympic fashion to complete the tackle. Sorry Super Bowl fans, no instant replay.

I adore these amazing progeny, their love is as intense as the velocity of their lives. I could go on with a lecture on how important it is for us grandparents to assist in molding and directing their lives, but if you have read this far, I think you get that. Besides, I covered that topic in one of my essays. To me, it is just as important to simply love them. Make them a part of our lives. They should feel comfortable around us, comfortable with us, and comfortable following us from project to project as we move through the day. St Francis of Assisi is attributed the quote “Preach the Gospel at all times, and if necessary, use words.” Love your children and grandchildren, teach them to live, love and worship Him, and use words only when necessary.

Papa and helper fixing a sink
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Families

I just returned from spending a month with family. Time with my daughter and her family who live two hours South. Two other granddaughters also came to stay, and we toured the city and spent time at the beach. I then spent another week with my children at the family cabin in Bear Lake, Utah. During these family interactions, I thought briefly about all the things I could be doing at home; working on articles, working on websites, working on my home, tending my garden.

My 18 month old grandson Gavin brought me back to reality. He adores his Papa and I adore him. He watches me carefully to make sure I am not leaving him, and constantly tracks me down with outstretched arms to be held.  There is nothing more important in this world that we can do than hold a child. Why he clings to me so fiercely, I do not know, except I believe these Tiny Ones can see into our souls. Fresh from the presence of God, they see us as God sees is. The love they extend to us is a brush of the hand of our Divine Creator.

It takes me several days to recover from these family excursions. Tired, yes, and a sadness to be back to my empty house and away from the bedlam and chaos generated by a gaggle of posterity rampaging the premises. Time at the cabin is the most bitter sweet, the childhood home of my late wife LaNae, the place I proposed to her decades ago, a place of engaging memories, past and present that I can no longer share with her, but bind her to me. I am pleased that my children are making memories with their own spouses and children. Bonds to tie them together and to me.