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Sunday, January 20, 2008

Poems based on Elder Cook's talks

Live by Faith and Not by Fear

All over the world, there are good Latter- Day Saints
As truths are unfurled, faith abounds without restraints
Though we've drought conditions, we can find living waters
And our homes can be safe midst precarious matters

The gospel teaches us how to increase our faith
If we but listen, the Prophet teaches the way
When we have the Spirit, we serve and lengthen our stride
And, from temple's beacon, we're bright, no longer to hide

When we feel weighed down, we can increase faith and prayer
We emphasize love, we reflect and feel aware
When we reach a crossroad, we'll follow Christ and not fear
He will share our burdens and make them easy to bear


May We Heed Our Prophet


In California Santa
Ana winds blew
Carrying fires up
Smoke and heat grew

Some must risk their lives
To sufficate flames
Yet, onward sparks thrived
While rescues worked in waves

From this we can learn
A crisis comes quickly
To all it can burn
Poor, rich, strong or sickly

At first it's subtle
An ember to arise
Then all is crucial
As it's right before our eyes

Gone would be the home
Along with everything
But, perhaps a phone
Which would be the best thing?

With news emerging...
There's a shelter to wait
With homeless merging
They had succumbed to fate

The church springs to aid
So faith will not fade
Food, blankets and water
Midst prayers to Heavenly Father

Faith must be in tact
And organization
All's at risk in fact
A stark realization

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In the promised land
During conference session
Bad news came at hand...
"There's a stuck procession"

The priesthood holders
Gave heed to the prophet
Dropping church folders
They thought not twice of it

Time was against them
To save those pioneers
On the verge of death
They must brave their fears

As the snow drifts stormed
Twas terrible indeed
Yet, rescue teams formed
For those in dier need

In a selfless act
At SweetWater some laved
Their faith was in tact
They carried those they'd saved

When the prophet called
Their love was heroic
To serve no one stalled
Though the waters icy thick

May we not forget
May we act in like kind
Those in dire need fret
And, of those may we find

In conference we hear
What's for our best profit
His message is clear
May we heed our prophet

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