Continually seeking to come prepared With a growing testimony warm to share The Elder searched, pondered, and prayed And thought of the life changes he had made
But...not an impression would start Questioning, he put a hand to his heart Truly he believed he was called to teach Yet...there was something more just out of reach
Looking down and feeling sad He chanced to look at his tag No longer did he go by his first name Given after a relative with the same
Here it read- Elder... a position of respect He stared knowing there was more to reflect A thought came, then, as a parable Of how to teach the first principle
His name and priesthood were in white Surrounded by the black of night And this was truly how he felt Tears of gratitude freely spilt
He was on a mission to stand out And do the Lord's work as he went about Giving hope to those seeking in darkness The joy he felt...for another to harness
Then recognizing the true source Of this new parable...of course For it was written in bold and ever bright There, as though holding him up...was JESUS CHRIST
Based on the parable I heard at our special Green Valley Stake conference with Elder L. Tom Perry present
I wrote the poem then asked the missionaries if they new his name. One day there was a knock at my door and Elder Spreckle said I have something for you. The name tag! Elder Orgill, the author of the poem had been transferred to my ward!
It came to him out of a challenge- each missionary was to ponder and come up with a parable from their lives.
With God's love, I move along Happily filled with light and song Like the great tailed grackle, ever in trill For I feel what stirs my heart newly to thrill
Like this bird, I wish to raise up my voice And share that another might rejoice Of what I have found, all may possess Narrowly...On the path known for progress
I have found the name of the bird I call "the vacation bird". The great tail grackle- click on title to go to site and hear the bird sing its song- a loud series of harsh rattles interspersed with whistling notes and other noises. When I hear it... I feel like I'm on vacation- freed from stress and happy.
Lift up your voice As one with a trump Preach of what is choice The Lord will triumph!
There are people Prepared for the Word Go preach the gospel That it might be heard
Go two by two And teach of God's plan Chosen, called... that's you With light that is grand
Pondering D&C 34 THE DOCTRINE AND COVENANTS OF THE CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST OF LATTER-DAY SAINTS SECTION 34 Revelation given through Joseph Smith the Prophet to Orson Pratt, at Fayette, New York, November 4, 1830. HC 1: 127–128. Brother Pratt was nineteen years old at the time. He had been converted and baptized when he first heard the preaching of the restored gospel by his older brother, Parley P. Pratt, six weeks before. This revelation was received in the Peter Whitmer, Sen., home. 1–4, The faithful become the sons of God through the atonement; 5–9, Preaching of the gospel prepares the way for the Second Coming; 10–12, Prophecy comes by the power of the Holy Ghost. 1 My son Orson, hearken and hear and behold what I, the Lord God, shall say unto you, even Jesus Christ your Redeemer; 2 The alight and the life of the world, a light which shineth in darkness and the darkness comprehendeth it not; 3 Who so loved the world that he gave his own life, that as many as would believe might become the sons of God. Wherefore you are my son; 4 And blessed are you because you have believed; 5 And more blessed are you because you are called of me to preach my gospel— 6 To lift up your voice as with the sound of a trump, both long and loud, and cry repentance unto a crooked and perverse generation, preparing the way of the Lord for his second coming. 7 For behold, verily, verily, I say unto you, the time is soon at hand that I shall come in a cloud with power and great glory. 8 And it shall be a great day at the time of my coming, for all nations shall tremble. 9 But before that great day shall come, the sun shall be darkened, and the moon be turned into blood; and the stars shall refuse their shining, and some shall fall, and great destructions await the wicked. 10 Wherefore, lift up your voice and spare not, for the Lord God hath spoken; therefore prophesy, and it shall be given by the power of the Holy Ghost. 11 And if you are faithful, behold, I am with you until I come— 12 And verily, verily, I say unto you, I come quickly. I am your Lord and your Redeemer. Even so. Amen.
A single candle in the night Provided the light that I might teach Deep in Africa I gained insight Of how far the gospel now does reach
In this humble home far away To a people lacking so much I brought God's riches...we did pray Words brightened, hearts were touched
Accepting the message...are the meek Soon to rise up as a tender seed Having found heavenly treasure man's to seek Truly, what more could a home need?
Passing on a single candle... For sight to ponder in the night How, the word of God... given to handle Brightly warms us with love and light
Called to Serve in Africa click on title to go directly http://calledtoserveinafrica.wordpress.com/
"Street contacting in Botswana usually proved to be a fairly effective way to find more people to teach, and a good part of our teaching took place in the evening. It got dark early in Botswana at this time of year, since they had no daylight savings time, and many homes were without electricity. When this was the case, we would teach either by candle-light or paraffin lamp. There’s a unique feeling that comes of sharing the gospel by fire-light. Perhaps it is because throughout history this was how the gospel was taught. Electric lighting is a new invention. In Christ’s time, and even in Joseph Smith’s time, the gospel would have been taught by fire or lamp."
"I remember being filled with a sense of wonder while teaching in those circumstances. Here I was, in one of the most remote areas of the world, speaking to complete strangers, teaching the most important message in the whole world by the light of a single candle; without electricity, without the conveniences we have in America, and in some cases to people without formal education. Yet these beautiful people were receiving the most important lesson in the history of the world – the message of Jesus Christ. Stricken by such poverty that they couldn’t even afford to send their children to school, yet those who accepted the gospel had more than the richest and most schooled people in the world who don’t accept it. These people were a testimony to the fact that if you have the gospel and live by it, you have all you need."
The power of the Spirit conveys truth
As pieces of thoughts and feelings unfold
Oft it is after a trial of faith
That the seeker discovers riches of gold
Thus, for that pivotal moment to arrive
There must be humility, thought, and prayer
One's heartfelt desire through faith comes alive
As through the spirit one works to prepare
An example shines bright from days long ago
As the younger brother, Nephi, would not give up
To achieve the impossible, he came to know
That trusting the light of faith can be enough!
After exhausting all of his strength
He knew he could not get the plates alone
He did as he was supposed to and did not complain
But sought for God's power to be made more known
For He is mightier and wiser than the earth
Now this family could journey and go forth
Knowing that they truly had a purpose of worth
And they held to their genealogy and God's word
God gives the impossible command And then prepares a way When we've naught but faith to stand His power then displays
pondering Elder L. Tom Perry's visit to our stake
untold
adjective: of an incalculable amount
And by the power of the Holy Ghost ye may know the truth of all things Moro. 10:4–5
Nephi 4:
1 And it came to pass that I spake unto my brethren, saying: Let us go up again unto Jerusalem, and let us be faithful in keeping the commandments of the Lord; for behold he is mightier than all the earth, then why not mightier than Laban and his fifty, yea, or even than his tens of thousands?
2 Therefore let us go up; let us be Strong like unto Moses; for he truly spake unto the waters of the Red Bea and they divided hither and thither, and our fathers came through, out of captivity, on dry ground, and the armies of Pharaoh did follow and were drowned in the waters of the Red Sea.
3 Now behold ye know that this is true; and ye also know that an angel hath spoken unto you; wherefore can ye doubt? Let us go up; the Lord is able to deliver us, even as our fathers, and to destroy Laban, even as the Egyptians.
4 Now when I had spoken these words, they were yet wroth, and did still continue to murmur; nevertheless they did follow me up until we came without the walls of Jerusalem.
5 And it was by night; and I caused that they should hide themselves without the walls. And after they had hid themselves, I, Nephi, crept into the city and went forth towards the house of Laban.
6 And I was led by the Spirit, not knowing beforehand the things which I should do.
7 Nevertheless I went forth, and as I came near unto the house of Laban I beheld a man, and he had fallen to the earth before me, for he was drunken with wine.
8 And when I came to him I found that it was Laban.
9 And I beheld his sword, and I drew it forth from the sheath thereof; and the hilt thereof was of pure gold, and the workmanship thereof was exceedingly fine, and I saw that the blade thereof was of the most precious steel.
10 And it came to pass that I was constrained by the Spirit that I should kill Laban; but I said in my heart: Never at any time have I shed the blood of man. And I shrunk and would that I might not slay him.
11 And the Spirit said unto me again: Behold the Lord hath delivered him into thy hands. Yea, and I also knew that he had sought to take away mine own life; yea, and he would not hearken unto the commandments of the Lord; and he also had taken away our property.
12 And it came to pass that the Spirit said unto me again: Slay him, for the Lord hath delivered him into thy hands;
13 Behold the Lord slayeth the wicked to bring forth his righteous purposes. It is better that one man should perish than that a nation should dwindle and perish in unbelief.
14 And now, when I, Nephi, had heard these words, I remembered the words of the Lord which he spake unto me in the wilderness, saying that: inasmuch as thy seed shall keep my commandments, they shall prosper in the Land of promise.
15 Yea, and I also thought that they could not keep the commandments of the Lord according to the law of Moses, save they should have the law.
16 And I also knew that the law was engraven upon the plates of brass.
17 And again, I knew that the Lord had delivered Laban into my hands for this cause—that I might obtain the records according to his commandments.
18 Therefore I did obey the voice of the Spirit, and took Laban by the hair of the head, and I smote off his head with his own sword.
19 And after I had smitten off his head with his own sword, I took the garments of Laban and put them upon mine own body; yea, even every whit; and I did gird on his armor about my loins.
20 And after I had done this, I went forth unto the treasury of Laban. And as I went forth towards the treasury of Laban, behold, I saw the servant of Laban who had the keys of the treasury. And I commanded him in the voice of Laban, that he should go with me into the treasury.
No apology will come from me For what I feel and believe Concerning this country that I love I know it's been formed by God above
That being said, I sense a call For myself as well as our nation To rise up with energy and give our all For what's been the brightest hope since its formation
We need renewal... and all are invited Not just for ourselves but for the world Through a new commitment to being united May the common cause of liberty be unfurled
Thoughts from No Apology- the Case for American Greatness Mitt Romney St. Martin's Press
Courtesy and respect
Between opponents
Is lacking...I regret
At critical bold moments
Charity should be in place
Amidst an election
Differing opinions can face
For a best selection
I believe it is not possible
For everyone to think alike
Yet, each can be hospitable
And not use words that aim to strike
“I regret exceedingly that in political controversies men seem to lack that courtesy and that respect for their opponents that I believe all Latter-day Saints ought to have.I have never yet heard a Democrat make a political speech that I felt was fair to the Republicans. Being a Democrat, I shall not say anything about what I think of the speeches of Republicans regarding Democrats…From my own personal contact with dear and near friends, Republicans and Democrats, I have not been able to discover the exercise of what you might call charity, if you like, for the opinions of others who oppose them politically; at least not as much charity as should exist among our people.I am a thorough convert myself to the idea that it is not possible for all men to see alike.” Heber J. Grant, 1919 General Conference
An impulsive young man Wasted his substance Then to his father ran For food and assistance
How, his father welcomed him And showered him with love While his brother judged his sins Which he bitterly spoke of
This prodigal son Had come to himself The repentant cry had been sung And he was in need of much help
The father- how happy was he For his years of prayers had been heard He called for all to welcome and "make merry" But... one was not rejoicing at these words
The obedient brother Who had conserved all his days Resented the other Feeling unrecognized for his ways
Had his years of labor Been a waste of time? Feeling unfavored This was a test that tried
Finding this son growing ever jealous The father reassured and spoke how he was treasured In this noble household- judgment was just And his inheritance was protected and richly measured
Compassion burned within the son and repentance too Overcome with emotion... thankful and relieved He remembered all the sorrow the family had gone through And was happy for his brother and the gifts he now received
In this parable of the family Lessons continue to be taught This is but a sampling A moment of time that was caught
Faithful devotion Published: Saturday, April 24, 2010 Church News click on title to read
The Holy Ghost is a precious gift That picks me up when I need a lift As my teacher I have guidance to do Leading me to where all dreams come true
Offering depths of feelings warm and bright Through Him, there is safety and moments of light He gives me comfort when there is no peace Knowing me, truly, He whispers the words I need
When life seems unfair, He sweetly seeps within For that is when, all the more, I seek for Him Nothing makes sense when He is not about He is my confidence, calming all my doubts
When I commit a sin there is a heavy cost A deep sense of mourning, grief, pain, and loss For He must depart until I repent and turn around Oh sweet is the reunion when to Him I'm bound
He is fire to my soul and lift to my heart Helping me to know, conquer, and do my part He presents the path to Jesus where freedom waves Thus, sanctifying me, it is my soul He saves
Your church mission lies ahead So study and prepare Believe... you will be led Write down goals to get you there
Don't leave this date to chance Mark the calendar. Work and strive Learn from each circumstance And persevere despite daily strife
For the heart, soul, and mind There is ever so much to learn In faith what we seek after... we find Thus, learn to read, ponder, and discern
Be one who responds to every call Believing, like Nephi, the Lord provides In your priesthood duties, give your all Letting the spirit be your guide
King Laban had the plates of gold And all the wealth that he could need Would he accept riches that the plates be sold? In greed, he took the offering and caused the sons to flea
Shall a nation dwindle to one enemy? With trust in God, Nephi sought the plates His mission ended successfully Know oft a trial of faith awaits
Serving a mission will require That you learn to be your very best Curb strong appetites to acquire For worldly wants don't ever rest
What qualities make good companions? Holding each other in high esteem Seeking unity for decisions While respectfully working as a team
Above all... gain a sure knowledge of the church and more Let this thrill you to your ends Be a witness... of the beloved Savior Converts are eternal friends
thoughts after listening to Elder L. Tom Perry speak to our stake April 18, 2010
What difference can one man make Ponder the life of Columbus His voyage alone to take Discovering our country, thus
What difference can one day make Twas life or death for Jamestown The enemy came to overtake But saw ships and turned around
Ever believe in miracles In yourself and God's plan He stands supreme and overrules The enemy of pride at hand
Chris Stewart and his brother Ted "Seven Miracles That Saved America: Why They Matter and Why We Should Have Hope" (Shadow Mountain, $27.95). When the odds were stacked against us — and there have been many times when the great experiment we call America could have and should have failed — did God intervene to save us?” That question, posed by authors Chris and Ted Stewart, is the foundation for this remarkable book. And the examples they cite provide compelling evidence that the hand of Providence has indeed preserved the United States of America on multiple occasions. Skillfully weaving story vignettes with historical explanations, they examine seven instances that illustrate God’s protecting care:
The unlikely discovery of America by Christopher Columbus How (and why) desperate English colonists were able to survive the “starving time” at Jamestown The Battle of New York during the Revolutionary War The miraculous creation of the United States Constitution Abraham Lincoln’s desperate prayer that turned the tide of the Civil War at Gettysburg How a series of extraordinary events changed the Battle of Midway during World War II The preservation of Ronald Reagan’s life from an assassin’s bullet, allowing him the time he needed to help extend freedom around the world
"Never, at any of these critical junctures, was a positive outcome certain or even likely. Yet America prevailed. Why?
“No man is perfect,” write the authors. “And neither is any nation. Yet, despite our weakness, we are still, as Abraham Lincoln said, the best nation ever given to man. Despite our faults, this nation is still the last, best hope of earth.” In short, God still cares what happens here. This reassuring message is a bright light in a world that longs for such hope.
The morning star appears In the heavens before dawn Heralding the sun which nears Soon to burst bright to look upon
Risen to glow, this star seems to waveth And warms a place softly in our hearts Like the root and offrspring of David It reflects the greatest light for its start
swastika one of the most ancient and widely spread symbols in the world 1. In Sanskrit, the swastika meant "amen" or "so be it". 2. In Japan the symbol represented "infinity". 3. To the Hindus, a symbol for their god, Ganesha, "Lord of Hosts". 4. Later, early Christianity adopted the symbol to represent Jesus Christ. (It was common practice to place the symbol at the foot of windows and on baptismal fonts.) 5. in the 1930s, that the Nazis adopted the symbol, calling it the "pure Aryan" sign.
The Pentagram has a similar history. It too has ancient roots throughout the world. 1. In ancient Mesopotamia, 3,500 BC, the symbol was used to represent the vault of Heaven and imperial power extending to the four corners of the earth. 2. The Druids used the symbol to represent the Godhead. 3. The Pythagoreans as a symbol of health and perfection. 4. To the Jews, the pentagram represented the chief name of God, being inscribed on King Solomon's Ring. The Jewish pentagram also represented the first five books of Moses (the Penteauch). During the period 300-150 B.C., the ancient symbol was the official seal of the city of Jerusalem. 5. As for early Christianity, the Pentagram was recognized as the Five wounds of Christ. In fact, Emperor Constantine used the pentagram, along with the chi-rho symbol (the combination of the Greek letters for Christ, XP, into one symbol) side by side on his personal seal and amulet. 6. The first time the pentagram was used to represent evil, came when a French occultist, named Eliphas Levi (1810-1875), used the symbol in his artwork. In his own paintings, he associated the inverted (two points up) pentagram with negative magic.
Many scholars today, believe the actual roots of the geometric symbol, to have originally come from ancient astronomical observances, tracing the eight-year cycle path of Venus (Also called the Morning and Evening star).
If the pentagram really did originate from tracing the path of the Morning Star, then it would be quite logical for Christians to associate it with Jesus Christ, since he, himself said,
"I am the root and the offspring of David, and the bright and morning star." (Revelations 22:16)
On our temples, this is one of the meanings that the symbol is intended to illustrate. It is used to represent the Savior of the world, the "bright and morning star".
Why is the symbol inverted, you may ask?
With one point down, the symbol suggests that it is drawing it's light from the rising sun. It declares that the greatness and glory of Jesus Christ has come from God the Father (2 Peter 1:17)-- It is a well known fact, that the reason Venus appears so bright in our horizon, is because it actually reflects the light of the Sun.
Other symbolic meanings of the Pentagram (Morning Star) which are used in the LDS temples can be further found in the Bible, as well.
Jesus, said,
"And he that overcometh, and keepeth my works unto the end, to him will I give power over the nations: And he shall rule them with a rod of iron; as the vessels of a potter shall they be broken to shivers; even as I received of my Father. And I will give him the morning star." (Rev. 2:26-28)
Peter, while counseling the Saints to work towards having their "calling and election made sure" (2 Peter 1:10), said,
"We have also a more sure word of prophecy; whereunto ye do well that ye take heed, as unto a light that shineth in a dark place, until the day dawn, and the day star (Morning Star) arise in your hearts:" (v. 19)
We search to be taught from those who are dying To feel their pain and breathe, with them, their last sighing The love that's shared goes beyond this mortal life And sweetens grief by deepening the soul unto Jesus Christ
Tenderly assuring us our loved one has been called back Providing comfort when alone strength we lack A turning of hearts unto bigger and greater things Thus, preparing us for what e'er this life brings
here are the lyrics the Mormon Tabernacle Choir is Singing:
What is this thing that men call death, This quiet passing in the night? 'Tis not the end, but genesis Of better worlds and greater light.
O God, touch thou my aching heart, And calm my troubled, haunting fears. Let hope and faith, transcendent, pure, Give strength and peace beyond my tears.
There is no death, but only change, With recompense for vict'ry won. The gift of Him who loved all men, The Son of God, the Holy One.
"What Is This Thing That Men Call Death" By President Gordon B. Hinckley Music by Janice Kapp Perry
My father was a Bishop For all of 18 years Every summer we took a trip One in particular had the youth in tears
I, too, was a teen when we went to Clarkston And toured the township's cemetary My love of the Book of Mormon here was won Through a witness of one who had known Martin Harris
Today, still, one can visit there And find, in his name, a monument Inscribed below, a list does share His contributions... with sentiment
This city carries on his sure witness As had been heard oft by all who knew him Too, through him, first publications were finished Of the Doctrine and Covenants and The Book of Mormon
At one time Brother Harris ventured from the path But never once did he deny his witness Then repentant, remembering all he'd had He came back, strong, till his days were finished
Ever thankful for that trip... I'm a reader Of ancient and modern day scripture When I open this holy writ, I am eager To ponder and pray with my soul in rapture
rapture rhymne zone a state of being carried away by overwhelming emotion Example: "Listening to sweet music in a perfect rapture- Charles Dickens" noun: a state of elated bliss
pondering Elder L. Tom Perry's talk given to our stake found a site that describes the cemetary: click on title to go directly...
Martin Harris, one of the Three Witnesses of the Book of Mormon, came to Utah in 1870 at the age of 87 and settled in Clarkston, Utah, where he died on July 10, 1875. He enjoyed sharing his testimony with those who would visit him and encouraged them to share his story and testimony with others. Although absent from the LDS Church for a time, he returned to full fellowship and was baptized before dying in Clarkston. Upon his death, Martin was placed in his casket with a copy of the Book of Mormon in his right hand and a copy of the Doctrine & Covenants in the left to represent his role in financing the publication of the first editions of these two books of Latter-day Saint scripture.1
His grave was originally marked with a wooden headboard and a raised mound of earth. On July 10, 1925, the 50th anniversary of Martin Harris' death, LDS Church President Heber J. Grant dedicated a large granite monument on the gravesite with an inscription telling of Harris' role as a special witness and his testimony of the Book of Mormon. Also, a copper box containing a Book of Mormon, a Doctrine & Covenants, and testimonies of many of the people who had known Martin and heard his testimony was placed at the base of the monument.2
Beginning in 1934, a general Church-wide Aaronic Priesthood commemoration was held at the Martin Harris gravesite. Later, in the 1980s, an amphitheater was built near Martin's grave. It was dedicated on August 3, 1983 by President Ezra Taft Benson, and each year in August a historical musical play titled "Martin Harris, the Man Who Knew" is performed before thousands of people. In so doing, the people of Clarkston carry on Martin Harris' charge to tell the world his story and testimony of the restored gospel.
Preparing to face the Lord An angel gave me a quilt It showed my life and lore It was ragged...I felt my guilt
My trials and sins left it threadbare Lacking wealth...there was no gold I would to hide...rather than share Others had beauty, to behold
My gaze dropped down to the ground As I held my quilt up to the light I peeked and gasped at what I found For I saw an image of Jesus Christ
From every hole burst forth the outline Of the Savior in Gethsemane All the pain He bore... that was mine Now shone bright and majestically
Each point of light was when I prayed Stepped aside and let Him in And what might have been sin filled and stained Had been washed in His blood till it was thin
A quilt made for comfort Born of experience Glory be to the Savior For saving...even in the wilderness
thoughts and adaptation from one of the traveling emails click on the little white envelope if you want to start an email chain...
A graduate! You've joined the ranks! Finally, it's graduation day! Ever so blessed, it's time for thanks To all who have helped you along the way
Move forward and acquire All that's been hoped just for you Positive action is required Founded on the family, too
Happiness is the object and design Of our existence here unto the end What God wants for us, we'll not be denied Thus, live worthy of an eternal friend
Be an example and share What the gospel means to you With God, stand firm in His care And find the blessings in trials too
Be forthright of what you value Live God's standards, where e'er you station Having integrity will protect you From compromising situations
Too, where e'er you live be a light You've knowledge and influence for good Those with fallacies... turn them aright Unto the bonds of gospel brotherhood
Ever pursue this true path For you, much lies in store Be thankful, always, for all you have And, in time, you'll find what you've been chosen for
Elder Quentin L. Cook at BYU-Hawaii graduation: 'Pursue the true path to happiness' Elder Cook counsels new BYU-Hawaii graduates about five ways to pursue true happiness By Jamshid Askar Church News staff writer Published: Saturday, Dec. 23, 1950
1. be grateful for your heritage 2. family- the foundation of happiness 3. be involved in a positive way 4. communicate your standards 5. be a light where you live
A group of young children Went inside of a cave T'was not their safe haven But, still, they were brave
Then the wise tour guide Showed them complete darkness He turned off the light Each found they were sightless
He asked and each pointed To where the exit lay Unknowing and disjointed Each aimed a different way
The light was turned on They each quickly saw Most had been wrong A lesson we can draw
For each has a light Given that’s spiritual When we do what is right It proves bright as a jewel
Always the way out Can be found through the Lord That’s what faith is about When we follow His word
thoughts from “Lesson 23: Joshua Leads Israel,” Primary 6: Old Testament, (1996),101 click on title
An ancient and dark cave in the Belize jungle was once used by Mayans found at wandering educators http://www.wanderingeducators.com/best/traveling/notes-road.html
With intention that's sublime To you I say Adieu The deepest meaning of goodbye Is my wish: "God be with you"
"Certainly," The Lord said to Moses "I will be with thee" Too, He goes before us Bright for following
Succumbing not to despair Or to murmuring May we submit unto His care For life's furthering
We, His covenant people Are filled with this promise If we remain but faithful The Spirit's not far from us
Let us not turn to the right Or left of our devotion Ere we drift from His light May we pray and seek direction
May we be strong and courageous And observe every law Believing He'll prosper us May we give to Him our all
"Be thou strong and very courageous, that thou mayest observe to do all the law which Moses my servant commanded thee: turn not from it to the right hand or to the left, that thou mayest prosper whithersoever thou goest" (Joshua 1:5, 7).
thoughts from LDS Church News 'God be with you' Saturday, April 17, 2010
Everyone is a whole lot better Than that angry thing they've done We're all here to learn...together As a brotherhood under the same sun
A life of anger, grief, and hell Gangs of the barrio- a light they need A missed childhood...turmoil, jail A way out...and one lone man does lead
To those due for release, his card offers the way Promising help if the gang life is stopped A pathway of hope if they don't delay Saying, "Trust me or again you will be popped"
He gives them the chance to learn and move on Erasing the tattoos of hate on hearts and foreheads Through counseling and work they are made strong And learn to dream with prospects ahead
Dismantling messages of shame and disgrace That have been with these men since their birth "Seek," he says, "Imagine, and embrace" Urging each soul to feel its worth
Though gangs still surround, history is being made Our nation is being taught we belong to each other For as friendships grow... demonizings fade Unto aspirations, kinship, and working together
There is no them It has always been us May more hearts open Unto belief and trust
Thoughts from listening to Father Boyle -Tattoos on the Heart He has buried 168 as gangs fight angrily Thus, he helps any wanting- to rise out of gang life through his services: a charter school counseling for grief, loss, addiction baby and me doctor services and tattoo removal
and offering work: silk screening business- he does UPS catering, cafe, bakery solar panel installations
To keep America strong And preserve its place in the world We must restore faith and go on Undaunted by the hard times hurled
The determined strength of this great nation Has been challenged by hardships before Honestly, for freedom now we must station Upon the altar of sacrifice once more
Let us righteously strive to secure the future Of freedom, peace, and prosperity Only then will we be safe and secure And bequeath to our grandchildren- liberty
It is time for America To show what she's made of As the brightest hope to be seen For, here, each person is free to dream
May we, as a people, humbly kneel And pray for our nation to rise and heal Then, with courage, let's roll up our sleeves And rise also to work hard for what we believe
thoughts from No Apology The Case for American Greatness Mitt Romney St. Martin's Press
At a cemetery I oft visit For contemplating life I found a bench to sit And ponder death and strife
Adorning the weathered tombstones Family names were mostly Swiss Pioneers buried long ago When there was little food to subsist
Trials surrounding harvests never ceased They worked hard all their lives Now buried, they did rest in peace Their legacy... sacrifice
Feeling tender emotions My thoughts went afar to France Where in war's cauldron of commotion Lives were cut short in an instant
I reflected on shattered dreams, Unfulfilled hopes, grief stricken hearts On the sorrow that death brings Of lost loved ones...a lone tear starts
Thinking back to when I was a Bishop At the bedside of a young man Harrowed between life and the great beyond Pleadingly...he took my hand
Looking in my eyes, he said "Bishop, I know I'm soon to die." He asked what happens...and I read How we are taken home...unto paradise
For the righteous will be received Unto a state of happiness, A state of rest, a state of peace Freed from sorrows and what troubles us
This young father of two Closed his eyes... never again to open And after saying "thank you" Slipped away to that place of which we'd spoken
Each...having come here to earth To live, learn, and progress Just as surely, came with that birth Uncertainty and need for rest
The victory over the tomb Was best described in Luke Both Marys came with perfume But found angels when they looked
Appearing in shining garments One of the two said unto them, "Why seek ye the living among the dead He is not here, but is risen"
This is the clarion call of Christendom Promising resurrection and peace Surpassing understanding... God's wisdom Providing universal hope for increase
From “He Is Risen,” Liahona and Ensign, Apr. 2003, 2–7.
Wherever I travel, I try to pay a visit to the town cemetery. It is a time of contemplation, of reflection on the meaning of life and the inevitability of death. In the small cemetery in the town of Santa Clara, Utah, I remember the preponderance of Swiss names which adorn the weathered tombstones. Many of those persons left home and family in verdant Switzerland and, in response to the call “Come to Zion,” settled the communities where they now “rest in peace.” They endured spring floods, summer droughts, scant harvests, and backbreaking labors. They left a legacy of sacrifice.
He is Risen President Thomas S. Monson Ensign, April 2010, 11
Alma 40: 11 Now, concerning the state of the soul between death and the resurrection—Behold, it has been made known unto me by an angel, that the spirits of all men, as soon as they are departed from this mortal body, yea, the spirits of all men, whether they be good or evil, are taken home to that God who gave them life. 12 And then shall it come to pass, that the spirits of those who are righteous are received into a state of happiness, which is called paradise, a state of rest, a state of peace, where they shall rest from all their troubles and from all care, and sorrow.
Luke 24:2-6 2 And they found the stone rolled away from the sepulcher. 3 And they entered in, and found not the body of the Lord Jesus. 4 And it came to pass, as they were much perplexed thereabout, behold, two men stood by them in shining garments: 5 And as they were afraid, and bowed down their faces to the earth, they said unto them, Why seek ye the living among the dead? 6 He is not here, but is risen...
On April 6, 1830 The Lord's church was organized In an intimate gathering It was officially recognized
The Holy Ghost, that day, out poured To a very great degree For as they rejoiced and praised the Lord Some were given the gift of prophecy
Unnoticed by the world The events of this day went by But certainly, the heavens saw and heard Unto rejoicing as God was glorified
These are glorious times foreseen in vision When the church would be restored with truth Millions have entered the waters of baptism After receiving a witness of the spirit for proof
A Great Work of God President Dieter F. Uchtdorf Ensign, March 2010, 4
The loud boys of the neighborhood Came to play at church frequently And a few were of the brotherhood Having joined without their family
As troulemakers, they were best known But, also, they'd not apply themselves in school And we had two young sons of our own... Yet, still, there was that golden rule
Pondering, I prayed to find a way I felt impressed- to teach them and change their lives I became excited to see them every day And teach them of service, truth, and light
An Elder took an interest in them And did what had helped him in his youth He taught them to harmonize hymns They behaved...and we waited for their voices to improve
There were nine boys in all Each gained a vision of their future Their lives today are miracles All because prayer had been my tutor
Each went on to serve a mission Becoming valiant men of service And from one Elder's lessons They gained good voices unto purpose
The story doesn't end For in their future as leaders They became my children's friends Who look up to them as heroes!
I Love Loud Boys Elder Yoon Hwan Choi Ensign, November 2009, 53
I cried through reading this whole talk... It is so sweet...click on the title to read it
As a side note- I have now written a poem for every Oct. 2009 conference talks! One eventually leading to another. What a blessing it is to have words from General Authorities to nourish us with light and point us in the right direction- Strengthened by their testimonies.
In reality, teaching children in the home
Is a mother's work that is never done
For in truth there is so much to be known
And it's by example that hearts and minds are won
With a mother not given to idleness
Children recognize they have jobs too
And with roles and abilities to harness
Comes the need to know what God would have one do
Memorizing scriptures... makes wise use of time
When we've mundane chores the mind's free
And efforts can combine
For the treasuring of family
As storms of disbelief swirl around
Distracting and misleading children
A spiritual setting needs to be found
And, faith in the home provides that haven
Mothers Teaching Children in the Home
Elder L. Tom Perry
Ensign, May 2010,
This is His body, His living bread Spiritually born...risen from the dead This is His water in living flow That we might remember and ever grow
May we partake most worthily Renewing our covenants lovingly May we as His servants, reach out for Him more often Humbly in prayer, that our hearts will warmly soften
Mothers and daughters play a critical role In helping each other explore Infinite possibilities wait to unfold Each step leads to so many more
A woman's influence is vast Touching lives in a personal way Her nurturing brings great things to pass As she teaches by example all day
Sisters, among women, you are to lead In everything praiseworthy, take note Of all things God-like or uplifting Spread the good news that others might quote
Young women- these are the days prophets spoke of Perilous times....when silly women are sin laden Look to your mother in matters of God and love For she has lived much and already weighed them
No other person on earth loves you the same way Or is as willing to sacrifice for your good She'll be your greatest source of wisdom some day As you approach the time of marriage and young motherhood
Within the walls of a home There is so much work to be done Moral values clearly are made known As one seeks the light of the Son
Mothers teach your daughters this truth: There is spiritual and moral power Let your life serve as the proof Recognize each blessing that showers
As a daughter of God, point them to the scriptures Teach them of sexual matters too Help them to dress in a way that is pure That they'll recognize their divine value
Who is not willing to listen and learn: So life's lessons can meaningfully teach us Who for an eternal family does not now yearn Let us follow the safest path laid by Jesus
Mothers and Daughters Elder M. Russell Ballard Ensign, May 2010,
Though our flesh must waste away and die Nevertheless, in our bodies, we shall see God That which does rot and crumble to the earth will arise Perfectly unto perfect knowledge of our guilt
The Atonement will satisfy the demands of justice And robe the righteous with cloth of purity Thus covering nakedness and uncleanness To be found uncorrupt...wrapped in security
2 Nephi 9:4,7,14
4 For I know that ye have searched much, many of you, to know of things to come; wherefore I know that ye know that our flesh must waste away and die; nevertheless, in our bodies we shall see God. 7 Wherefore, it must needs be an infinite atonement—save it should be an infinite atonement this corruption could not put on incorruption. Wherefore, the first judgment which came upon man must needs have remained to an endless duration. And if so, this flesh must have laid down to rot and to crumble to its mother earth, to rise no more. 14 Wherefore, we shall have a perfect knowledge of all our guilt, and our uncleanness, and our nakedness; and the righteous shall have a perfect knowledge of their enjoyment, and their righteousness, being clothed with purity, yea, even with the robe of righteousness.
In a small and humble cottage Facing a windswept sea The mother and the wife Worried where their fisherman be
They had watched and waited All the long night through Till morn... the candle faded As their faint hopes faded, too
At length, the night had passed And reality set in This journey was his last... What comfort could be given?
I sensed the woman's heartache As I, too, felt her grief Her grieving heart did break Ere, I spoke about belief
What seems a hopeless dawn, for her- A crushing blow to end all dreams For him, is but a journey yonder Beyond a veil unseen
This time- of needing comfort Must surely come to all Our bodies we came to earth for Have a date on which they'll fall
Many centuries ago Inquired a man named Job If a man die, shall he live again? He dearly...he yearned to know
Job, once was blessed with every gift Then lost it all...a tragic test Though tried...his faith refused to drift Seeking to know God became his quest
All is truly by design Upon this earth we live in There must be a grand designer... And a purpose for our days given
God created the earth without form A void...with darkness...deep "Let there be light," He said. It was born He, then, created the firmament... on this day we call three
Next, He separated the waters from the land And said, "Let the earth bring forth grass, The fruit tree yielding fruit after its kind, whose seed is in itself," and...it came to pass
Day and night, He then created- the sun, the stars, the moon And called forth the living creatures: unto birth In the waters and upon the lands to roam As fowls took wing above the earth
Last of all, He created man In His own image- male and female With dominion over all the land With God-like capacity as well
Man alone received intelligence Complete with a brain, mind, and soul Endowed with tremendous attributes, hence Given to inspiration, faith, and hope
Who could there be to persuasively argue That mankind with such dominion and will Would end without future avenues open When they've been given so much to fulfill?
To understand the meaning of death We must appreciate life's purpose Our light of belief is dim at best When we know not the plan or purchase
In the premortal world, we were sons and daughters Of Heavenly Father who knew we would oft fall short The nature of mortality is that we'll sin and falter So, He gave a Savior, who'd atone and give us comfort
Yes, more than 2,000 years ago Christ, our Savior; as promised, was born Mortal...as a babe to grow Perfectly, so we might be reborn
There is very little written of His boyhood Save He increased in wisdom and stature Gaining favor, as He went about doing good The son of the Father lived pure
He was baptized by John in the river Jordan Called forth apostles, testified, and healed- A man of miracles to all before Him That ancient prophecy might be fulfilled
He provided a perfect example and taught us Even as His mortal mission drew to a close Giving the last supper with His Apostles Then.. onto Gethsemane and Calvary, He arose
No mere mortal can conceive the full import Of what Christ did for us on that night He Himself said He suffered and bled at every pore Both in body and spirit- to the fullest height
Following this agony...drained of strength He was seized by rough, crude hands to stand accused Cursed, spat upon, and crowned with thorns of cruel length Blood coursed His face as He was scourged and abused
His flesh tore from bones and sharp metals Ripping Him with striking blows repeatedly For any other this would have proved fatal As He, racked with pain, was mocked heatedly
Then, He walked to Calvary...the way not foreign With stumbling steps, He carried His own cross Till another shouldered the burden for Him When He could go no further... His strength lost
Finally, on this hill, for all to see While His helpless followers looked on His wounded body was nailed...what humility For His enemies were not yet gone
He was mocked, cursed, and derided Yet He cried out, "Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do" Then His spirit, to God, He commended And the serenity of death freed Him, unto the Father's presence, too
At that last moment, the Master could have turned back But He did not. He passed beneath all things that He might save He doing for us, alone, when our own strength we lack That a path to the Father might be paved
Hurriedly...gently, His body Was placed in a borrowed tomb No words of Christendom have more meaning Than were said to Mary when she came with perfume
Spoke by the angel: "Why seek ye the living among the dead?" "He is not here... but is risen" Thus answering the question Job posed centuries ahead If a man die....yes, he shall live again!
We can take comfort in our hour of deepest need In the sure knowledge that soon...will come the day When God shall wipe away all tears, that no man weep For there'll be no more death or sorrow...as these shall pass away
He Is Risen! President Thomas S. Monson Ensign, November 2010,
Revelations 21: 4 And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.
I'm sorry... you thought I was intruding upon your world
I truly was seeking you for the sharing of God's word
Maybe over time we can become better friends
For the lessening of burdens, that through Christ, it lends
Out of humility, I have prayed That of my greatest weakness, I'd be saved Well, in truth, the other day I was praised When I was observed... I taught...and clear thoughts stayed!
This was a moment I'll not forget As I did all I was supposed to do The time went over just a bit But the children were engaged, too!
Then, in the afternoon...I was so thankful That I was alone with my students again As their attention was quite frightful And my weakness was back as a friend
I believe in hope and prayer Much more so than in myself When I truly needed tender care The spirit was there to help
After four years, I am still learning How to inspire students and reach their minds And as for spiritual strength I am turning The mind being taught the most is mine
There has never been a better time To live on earth than this Nor a finer generation to find So filled with Christ's light for witness
Having made choices which qualify For the gift of the Holy Ghost Among us are those who exemplify Attributes that shine the most
"Having been called out of darkness Into His marvellous light" Challenges are at their highest As opportunities reach new heights
Forming a high standard for the nation With light shining from higher ground There is hope and dedication Where the gospel light is found
Welcoming life to embrace As a gift to enjoy Purity lights up a face With goodness and joy
It Shows in Your Face Elaine S. Dalton Ensign, May 2006, 109
1 Peter 2:9 Ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of Him who hath called you out of darkness into His marvellous light
Who has not known a time Where they felt to pull away Distancing...bent to find A pebble enlarged and gray
Cycling in depression Creating but more pain As a means of expression Letting the life pulse wane
A negative thought Perpetuates the cycle Where one's continually caught In a downward spiral
And alienated From sources of help One seems fully fated For a time of hell
The abyss is deep Can the covers hide? As the body sleeps Feelings still reside
thoughts from a transcript "Christ-Centered Healing From Depression And Low Self-Worth Carrie Maxwell Wrigley, LCSW BYU Education Week, August 15, 2005
There's a light shining in the darkness Ever exciting to talk about As it's a brightness one can harness To chase away despair and doubt
Ever Christ's light is a north star Guiding us to heaven's gate When we seek it...we go far So....let us not hesitate
He is the pathway from depression For He offers light that makes us whole To a broken heart...comes impressions Unto purity of mind and soul
Given today through living prophets We've modern day guidance we need Our lives were not meant to be perfect But a chance to grow and strive indeed
Feelings and knowledge are all we take When, of life...we depart It's through covenants that we make That His light sweetly imparts
After using up all one's resources Yet...still relapsing, ever more miserable A belief within us courses That our only hope is a miracle
Reading to discover God's love all anew There to resolve my awful dark plague What can I, like the woman with an issue of blood, do? But, reach out for Christ... filled with faith
These words put fire into my spirit There to settle within my bones Light does come as we search for it Dispelling the darkness that each man owns
"We live in a time the Lord foretold" Said our beloved prophet, President Benson Men's hearts are failing and becoming cold As Satan overcomes minds unto depression
The path of safety is self-reliance As instant gratification is Satan's tool And we can't depend solely on science As we struggle in life...ever our school
"Salvation is nothing more or less than triumph" Said Joseph Smith who had reason to despair We can put enemies under foot knowing who to rely on As we turn to God...He provides care
Discovering for myself at every stage How to rise above dark feelings that oft come Likening this disease to how an illness does wage And to how doctors prescribe as a means to overcome
First there is an assessment To complete a diagnosis Unto intervention and treatment Marked for a desired prognosis
Recovery being the expectation And relapse the prevention A flowing for rehabilitation Without intending assessment's extension
With the Savior...we heal from the inside out Not so dependent on outside sources Unto overcoming despair and doubt As the spirit like a fire courses
Let us put depression at our feet And rise form our beds more made whole That the threats of our day- we can meet Through inspiration, service, and goals
Take out paper...write everything down Then truly seek the Savior Tell Him of your desires to be made sound Then...be patient, making record of God's favor
Activate revelation And give service while searching light Pray oft without reservation Continually, reaching up... unto new heights
Shall He take away each consequence? Or our inability to sleep No... but He'll stay with us, hence That our long nights might be made sweet
Always we have the scriptures To place before our eyes There to see heavenly pictures Painted for us by Christ
In Light and Truth, He does visit Giving support perfectly That in trials we do witness His arms of mercy protecting
Exploring a transcript: "Christ-Centered Healing Form Depression And Low Self-Worth" By Carrie Maxwell Wrigley, LCSW BYU Education Week, August 15, 2005
able
A belief within us courses
That our only hope is a miracle[Verse 1]
There's a light shining in the darkness
Ever exciting to talk about
As it's a brightness one can harness
To chase away despair and doubt
Ever Christ's light is a north star
Guiding us to heaven's gate
When we seek it...we go far
So....let us not hesitate
[Pre-Chorus]
He is the pathway from depression
For He offers light that makes us whole
To a broken heart...comes impressions
Unto purity of mind and soul
[Chorus]
Light and Truth, He leads me through
Light and Truth, He makes me new
When the dark comes closing in
His light pulls me home again
Light and Truth, I reach for You
Light and Truth, He carries through
[Verse 2]
Given today through living prophets
We've modern day guidance we need
Our lives were not meant to be perfect
But a chance to grow and strive indeed
Feelings and knowledge are all we take
When, of life...we depart
It's through covenants that we make
That His light sweetly imparts
[Pre-Chorus]
After using up all one's resources
Yet...still relapsing, ever more miser
[Chorus]
Light and Truth, He leads me through
Light and Truth, He makes me new
When the dark comes closing in
His light pulls me home again
Light and Truth, I reach for You
Light and Truth, He carries through
[Bridge]
Reading to discover God's love all anew
There to resolve my awful dark plague
What can I, like the woman with an issue of blood, do?
But, reach out for Christ... filled with faith
These words put fire into my spirit
There to settle within my bones
Light does come as we search for it
Dispelling the darkness that each man owns
[Chorus]
Light and Truth, He leads me through
Light and Truth, He makes me new
When the dark comes closing in
His light pulls me home again
Light and Truth, I reach for You
Light and Truth, He carries through
[Outro]
Always we have the scriptures
To place before our eyes
Light to see heavenly pictures
Painted for us by Christ
In Light and Truth, He does visit
Giving support perfectly
That in trials we do witness
His arms of mercy protecting
He's Been There Before by Elder Troy Whittle The alarm bell rings at 6:30, I stumble to my feet I grab my companions bedding and pull off his sheets A groan fills the room, is it already time to arise? It seems like just a second ago I was able to shut my eyes
The morning activities follow- study, prayer and such When it's time to leave the apartment, you feel you haven't accomplished much "We have a super day planned," My comp. says with a grin I lowly utter a faithless breath, "Yeah, if anyone lets us in."
With the word of God and my faithful Schwinn, we ride off in the street prepared to Face another day of humidity and heat It's 9:30 in the evening, the day is almost through My champion and I are riding home not accomplishing what we thought to do
We ride up to the mailbox, hoping to receive a lot Only to look inside and hear my echo reverberate "air Box" We go up to our apartment, the day is now complete The only thing to show for our work is a case of blistery feet
It's past 10:30 p.m. My companion is fast asleep, Silence engulfs me all about and I begin to weep In the midst of sadness, I kneel down to pray I need to talk to father, but I'm not sure what to say
"Oh, Father" I begin, "What happened to us today? I thought we'd teach somebody, but everyone was away My hands, my aching hands- worn, hurt and beat; If our area was any smaller, we'd have knocked every street"
"Why on missions are the days so much alike? The only difference about today was the flat tire on my bike Will you send some cooler weather? The heat is killing me I sweat so bad, it gets in my eyes, it's very hard to see"
"Why do I have to wear a helmet, isn't your protection enough? People always laugh at me, and call me stupid stuff Please send us investigators so I may give them what they lack I want to give them Books of Mormon, the weight of them hurts my back"
"And what about my family: They don't have much to say I'm sick of not hearing from home day after day after day Oh Father, Why am I here am I just wasting time? Sometimes I just want to go home, I'm sorry but that's on my mind"
"My companion, Heavenly Father, what are you giving me? "The way he rides his bicycle, I don't think he can see Now you have it, I can't go on, I don't know what to do That, my Father in Heaven, is the prayer I have for you"
My prayer now finished, I stand up, then jump right into bed I need my rest for tomorrow, we have another long day ahead Sleep start to overtake me, I seem to drift away Then it seems a vision takes me to another time in another day
I'm standing alone on the hill. The view is very nice A man walks to wards me and says, "My name is Jesus Christ" Tears of joy well up inside, I fall down to His feet "Arise," He states, "Follow me to the shade. You and I need to speak"
My attention's towards my Savior, total and complete He says, "Your mission is similar of what happened to me I understand how you feel, I know what you're going through In fact, it would be fair to say I've felt the same as you"
"I even know how you felt when no one listened to you At times I felt not quite sure what else I could do I know you don't like to ride a bicycle, for you a car would be sweet Just remember the donkey I rode wasn't equipped with 21 speeds"
"I understand you don't like sweating, in fact it's something you hate I remember when I sweat blood from ev’ry pore, oh the agony was great! I see you don't like your companion- you'd rather have someone else- I once had a companion named Judas who sold my life for wealth"
"It's hard to wear a helmet and have people make fun of you I remember when they put thorns on my head and called me King of the Jews So you feel burdened down by the weight of your pack I recall how heavy the cross was when they slammed it on my back"
"Your hands hurt from tracting and knocking on doors all day I guess when they pounded nails into mine, I ached in a similar way It's hard not to hear from home when your family's not there to see I lost communication on the cross and cried, "Father, why hast Thou forsaken me?"
"We have a lot in common, but there's a difference between us you see I endured to the end and finished my mission, so follow and do like me" He embraced me with His arms and His light filled me with His love With tears in my eyes I watched as He went back to the Father above
I stood with awe and wonder when a beep rang in my head I listened and heard the alarm, then realized I was in my bed My companion let out a groan, "6:30 already, no way!" I sat up and said, "Come on, I'll even carry your scriptures today!"
No matter what we go through, when we feel we can't take more Just stop and think about Jesus Christ, He's been there before By Elder Troy Whittle Texas Houston listen to this as a song Mission https://ldspoetrybykellymiller.blogspot.com/2008/06/hes-been-there-before.html
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints
These poems are my own thoughts and impressions as I study the gospel of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter- Day Saints
I encourage you to read from the Book of Mormon and the standard works, and listen to modern day prophets, also, that your mind and heart might be touched.
