Friday, December 28, 2012

Talk From Church, Dec. 23rd, 2012





Church Talk, Sunday Dec. 23rd, 2012

            Invitation: What do you think of when you consider the word invitation? The online definition describes this word in the following manner:

            -Invitation: Noun; A spoken or written request for someone’s presence or participation

            This time of year, possibly sometimes to our dismay, this request for participation is usually amplified to an extremely overwhelming level.

            Some of our requests for participation are found in the forms of: dance recitals, piano recitals, singing programs, family parties, work gatherings, and assisting our children in their school celebrations and activities.

            Our participation in such events may include: curling hair, ironing clothes, chauffeuring & chaperoning, cooking turkeys, preparing salads, and baking mountains of cookies.

            One newfound popular event that I find to be both entertaining and humorous is the trendy tradition of Ugly Sweater Parties. The scenario for such an event may unravel as follows:

            -10 days before the event, one receives a written request for such an activity.

            -7 days prior to the event, one begins to stress about what he or she will wear to such an event. Probable locations to find such an item may include 2nd hand stores, Grandmas’ closet, or possibly your own 80’s collection (granted of course, that you held on to such items)

            - About 3 days before the event, one may begin to stress about the white elephant gift that she or he has been summoned to bring with them on party night.

            -A day before, one may begin preparing a potluck dish to share with other ugly sweater friends or family members

            -1/2 hour before, one will travel in their vehicle to the designated place of celebration

            -Party will proceed as planned. Some of those planned activities may include: partaking of a scrumptious meal that is served on placemats made of old ugly sweaters, moving on to a dessert of Gingerbread cookies donning what else but frosting created ugly sweaters, Participating in the previously mentioned white elephant gift exchange, and of course, leaving with a gift or 2 to take home for oneself.

            With the amount of commitments that are expected of us in such events, it is an obvious consequence that worldly cares would supercede the reasons we have to rejoice in things that money cannot buy.

            An invitation, what is in an invitation? Consider with me this spoke or written request for someone’s presence or participation found in Matthew 11:28: “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest”.

            More often than not, invitations to events will come to us only once. It is up to us whether or not we will act upon our request of attendance for the specified activity.  In sharp contrast, we receive an invitation from the Savior to come unto him 46 times in the Bible and Book of Mormon. Is this a request for participation that we will make ourselves a part of?

            In our holiday gatherings, our invitations are generally limited to people that have something in common. Usually, they are people who share the same place of employment, family tree, or possibly group of friends. Invites tend to be closed to a distinct & set number group of individuals.

            The Savior’s admonition to come unto him is an invitation for all to follow. Our common bond is our lineage with our Father in Heaven. We are all his children.

To the youth of our ward: The invitation to follow the Savior and come unto him is SO IMPORATNT for each of you, that the entire new curriculum from which you will be instructed in both Sunday School & Young Men’s and Young Women’s is entitled “Come Follow Me”.

            These lessons will come from topics that will allow you to build a testimony of your very own, thus preparing you for future opportunities that will include Missions, Temple Marriage, and future leadership opportunities within the church.

            Why do you think the invitation to Come Follow the Savior is so important for you at your current ages, that the whole basis for all of your knowledge in the church, will come from a curriculum entitled “Come Follow Me”?

            Please consider yourself, and your spiritual goals and current spiritual understanding as I read this quote by former Prophet, President Ezra Taft Benson: For nearly six thousand years, God has held you in reserve to make your appearance in the final days before the Second Coming. Every previous gospel dispensation has drifted into apostasy, but ours will not.... God has saved for the final inning some of his strongest children, who will help bear off the kingdom triumphantly. And that is where you come in, for you are the generation that must be prepared to meet your God...." Make no mistake about it you are a marked generation.

            You, today’s youth of the church: you are the chosen generation, you are the first string players, you are the ones that were strong enough in the spirit world to prove that you can remain completely faithful and obedient while this  world is spiritually crumbling around you.

            The Savior needs you to do his work. Even more so, you need the Savior. You need to follow him in your daily lives. You need to think of the way he treats others when you consider how you may treat a class mate at school. You need the peace he can bring when you pray to have understanding of your challenges. You need to diligently keep all of his commandments so that he knows he can count on you to do the work that needs to be accomplished.

            I know that many of you are familiar with the Conference address recently shared by Sister Ann Dibb just a couple of months ago. She talked about a young woman who proudly donned a shirt stating: “I’m a Mormon, are you?”

            Youth of the church, you cannot be afraid to stand up for what you know to be correct, true, and full of light. Recently, we had a group of teenagers over at our house for a get together. Upon their arrival, one young man walked up to me, looked me straight in the eye, introduced himself by name, and proudly stated “I’m a Mormon too”.

On a similar note, I was brought to reverence very recently when I observed a table full of teenagers bough their heads to say a blessing on their food in a very public food court located inside a shopping mall.

 I was impressed that these youth of the church would be so confident and bold in their declarations and displays of faith and love for their Heavenly Father and Savior. I am old enough to be the Mother of these children, but their bravery and stability in their spiritual standing and development touched my heart and strengthened my testimony.

 Allow me to assure you that you are touching the lives of others as you stand as an example. As you help others gain or strengthen their own testimony, you will know from the spirit that you are participating in the magnificent work of your Heavenly Father, and you will be blessed.

            Our special Christmas events generally offer entertainment, or an activity of one kind or another. Some may have piƱatas at their family parties. Some may play Christmas Bingo. According to Google, some of the activities for an ugly sweater party include: A fashion show, an unravel the sweater race, amongst other equally entertaining activities.

            There is a very specific activity that the Savior lovingly admonishes us to participate in. As we do this, we will feel the sweet promptings of the spirit manifest the approval of this activity from our Savior as well as from our Father in Heaven. The Savior admonishes this loving counsel to us. John 12:26 reads: “If any man serve me, let him follow me; and where I am, there shall also my servant be: if any man serve me, him will my Father honour.

            The best manner in which we can display our devotion to our Savior and Heavenly Father is to serve them by loving and serving our fellow men. President Spencer W Kimball stated: “God does watch over us and does notice us, but it usually through someone else that he meets our needs.”

            An important realization in this commandment of activity is that we all have special unique ways to help those around us. Service does not have to know age, physical, or monetary limitations.

            There is a Long Term Care Center in West Jordan that I am proud to say I have been affiliated with on and off for in one way or another for several years. Recently, a news story about the residents of this facility caught my attention.

 The activities Director was having a hard time convincing the residents to attend the events that the center had scheduled. Apparently, based on poor attendance, the residents were not interested in making crafts or treats for themselves.

            This dilemma sparked a project that has proven to be a blessing in the lives of so many individuals. With the hopes of improving attendance at activities, the staff set up a small service project for the residents. They provided some dolls in need of repair. They proposed to the residents that they were going to rally together to repair the dolls, provide new hairstyles, sew new clothes, and then pass the dolls on to an organization that would gift the dolls to needy families for the holiday season.

Suddenly these activities were no longer just about the residents, yet this was a service set up for them to participate in blessing the lives of children. These sweet individuals were so excited by the concept that many began participating, renewing long lost sewing skills, going through buckets of soapy water to meticulously clean the dolls, and even providing the dolls with hair styles similar to their own. As their enthusiasm and attendance grew, the support did, as the community began pouring in dolls for these residents to repair. This facility has affectionately been dubbed The Doll Hospital this Holiday Season. The joy and the blessings are being felt by givers and recipients alike.

          President Eyring eloquently elaborates on this. He states Quote “ The spirit of Christmas puts in our hearts a desire to give joy to other people. The celebration of Christmas helps us keep our promise to always remember the Lord and His gifts to us. And that remembrance creates a desire in us to give gifts to Him.

He has told us what we could give Him to bring Him joy. You can give Him the gift of doing for others what He would do for them.

Each act of kindness to anyone becomes a kindness to Him because He loves all of Heavenly Father’s children. And because that brings joy to Him, it also brings joy to His Father, to whom we owe thanks beyond measure”. Closed Quote

At this time of year, most of the time, we are expecting to leave our Holiday Gatherings with something tangible to take home. Likewise, we are generally attending such events with the intent to also give tangible gifts to those who mean a great deal to us.

            What gifts are given to us because our Savior, Jesus Christ was born in the flesh? What can be ours if we choose to follow him? The 2nd verse of the popular Christmas song, Hark the Herald Angels Sing explains these gifts magnificently. Please picture each mentioned trait as a gift lovingly given to you by the Savior and Redeemer of the world:

                Hail the heav’n-born Prince of Peace

            Hail the Son of Righteousness

            Light and life to all he brings,

            Ris’n with healing in his wings

            Mild he lays his glory by,

            Born that man no more may die;

            Born to raise the Sons of Earth,

                Born to give them second Birth

            Because our Savior was born: We can be recipients of his light. We can know the exact road map of the way a mortal life should be lived, and how we can spend our time here on Earth. We can have a comfort in the knowledge that he is the master healer. That he understands all of our infirmities and pain: physical, spiritual, emotional. We can know that we will be blessed to do the work of our Father as we lay our own glory aside and focus on glorifying our Father in Heaven. We can know with assurance that we will be resurrected, and that we can live again as whole family units to live in immortality forever soley because of the sacrifice that he made for each of us.

            Surely this matchless gift of love can feel SO DIFFICULT to repay. What could we ever give that could begin to compare to all he has given to us?

            The only thing that we can give back, because it is the only thing that is really ours to give is our free agency. Everything else we have in our lives has already been granted, gifted to us by our Heavenly Father, and through his only begotten son. What we do with those blessing with our free agency and choices determines the extent of the gift that we have given back.

            This week, I had the opportunity to go to the Temple. As I entered the doors, my heart was heavy with the recent tragedy in Connecticut. My mind was equally confused as I pondered on such an event. As I entered the doors of the temple, I walked downstairs, and learned a grand lesson from the spirit as I observed my surroundings.

            It was a busy day at the temple. I quickly couldn’t help but notice the vast amounts of weddings that were taking place that day. The other large group of people I noticed were missionaries. As I looked in the faces of some of these eager young men, my heart traveled back to the tragic event of a few days earlier. I thought about how this type of tragedy had happened so many time before, and how almost every single one of these horrific events had a very similar theme.

            The majority of the criminals were young men. Most were barely more than youth or children themselves. These missionaries at the temple were the same age as the young man responsible for the tragedy. The opposition of these 2 circumstances became hauntingly clear in my mind. I thought about how lost the souls of those who were not choosing the path of their Heavenly Father must feel. I realized that a series of really good choices got those Elders to the temple that day, and a series of really bad choices led to tragic consequences for one that spiritually had the potential to be everything a loving Father in Heaven would hope to have in one of his precious children. I knew that the good choices made by those elders had allowed them to exercise their own free will to align their lives with the will of their Father in Heaven. 

            Our choices, good or bad, have eternal consequences. It is my testimony that as we use our free agency to make choices that bring about good in the world, good will follow, the largest possible portion of our gift to our Savior and Father will be given, and our lives and the lives of others will be blessed on an immeasurable and eternal level.

            I close with this final invitation given to us in Omni 1:26: “And now, my beloved brethren, I would that ye should come unto Christ, who is the Holy one of Israel, and partake of his salvation, and the power of his redemption. Yea, come unto him, and offer your whole souls as an offering unto him, and continue in fasting and praying, and endure to the end; and as the Lord liveth ye will be saved”.

            In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen

           

             

 

           

                 


Thursday, October 18, 2012

How We Serve, Not Where


During this past conference, Elder Ballard challenged us to pray everyday about someone we could help. This stuck with me in a very vivid way since I knew Josh did this most (if not every) day. I challenged myself to get into the habit of doing the same thing.
     Recently I made ANOTHER job change. I know! Actually the story behind the reasons and the spiritual lessons I learned are actually a whole other blog post in and of itself. But the basic details (relevant to this post and this experience) are that I could not be the kind of mother I needed to be to my kids right now and keep working in Labor and Delivery. It was my "dream job". I guess because I had finally landed that opportunity, I thought all of the details related to scheduling and having to leave my little guy would fall into place. But they did not. It was HARD to leave, but knowing it was the right thing for my family at this time made it a lot easier. So, I am now back at the Care Center and the Instacare. I never leave Chaz, either Josh or myself are always here for the girls and their needs, and I am bringing home significantly more money, which is helpful and needed for our present circumstances. Anyhow, last night taught me a big lesson about everything in life is about how we serve, not where we serve.
     So, back at the Care Center, I feel comfortable. I know that job. I knew it like the back of my hand when I left to have Chaz and never ended up going back after he was born. I do the evening med pass, so I am there from 5:00-10:00 pm (hardly ever actually get out at 10:00, but that is OK).
     I have a sweet patient named "M". She is so cute. She is usually in bed when I bring her pills (she likes to go to bed at about 6:00). The routine is always the same. She asks me if she can have some milk, she sits up, I give her the pills and milk, she smiles and tells me she loves me (so sweet), and then she lays back down and goes to bed.
     As stated above, I have been trying to pray to help someone specific with something that they stand in need of. Some days, I am only in my house, and realize that my assistance may be to my family or maybe even helping someone via email or Facebook. Nonetheless, I have really been trying to pay attention as to who Heavenly Father sets in my path. Last night as I was passing "M"'s pills, I noticed a beautiful picture of her and her husband sitting on a dresser that was way to far away for her to see. So I walked over, and took the picture off of the dresser. I took it back over to "M" and said "Is this you and your husband?" With that phrase, her face entirely lit up. Her sweet feeble hands grabbed the picture from me, and she began kissing him, lovingly staring into his eyes, and stroking his face. She then proceeded to tell me how much she missed him. That he had passed away in 1988, and how she always wanted to go first. She said that she never knew what he saw in her, but that she was so glad he picked her (which for the record was not true according to her beauty in the picture).
     After she got finished talking to me, and I got done having tears fall from my eyes because of her sweetness, she said to me "I wish that picture could be closer to me". The problem was that the frame that the picture sat in would not allow it to be placed close to her bed.
     I finished up my med pass, and went and made a copy of the picture. As I re-entered her room at about 10:00, I quietly taped the picture to her wall right next to her head, putting the image of her husband at a perfect eye level to her. I quietly woke her up. She was a bit disoriented and said "what did you need?" I told her to turn her head, focusing her attention towards the picture. As she noticed it, a big smile came to her face, and she began kissing her own fingers, and placing her fingers all over the image of her husband. It was so sweet. She thanked me profusely and quickly went back to sleep.
     As I was sharing the experience with one of the CNA's, she told me that "M" would not stop talking about her husband at dinner. Dinner was an hour before I had gone in her room to give "M" her nightly pills.
     As I was in her room watching her stare at the copy of the picture placed above her bed, I thought about what the CNA had told me. This is when the spirit bore witness to me that this was the person I had helped for my Heavenly Father. I didn't know she had been missing her husband yesterday. But Heavenly Father knew. He is so mindful of each of us. I post this story on her not at all to boast. I do so first so that you can share in the sweetness of the child like qualities of the precious elderly. They have SO MUCH to offer if we will take time to get to know them. I LOVE that part of working in long term care. Absolutely love it. But, even more amazingly, I cannot believe how much the spirit spoke to me, and bore witness without a shadow of a doubt, that this was the person that Heavenly Father wanted me to help yesterday. I am blown away at how much Heavenly Father loves each of us. He loves "M" so much that he took some young dumb mom who has changed jobs 20 times in the last 2 years (not really 20;), and used her to comfort the heart ache of another one of his precious, beautiful, life experienced daughters as she was painstakingly missing her best friend. I am humbled and so grateful to be a part of his work. I learned far more from that experience that what I offered. But the miraculous thing about serving Heavenly Father, is that I bet "M" feels the same way. We all walk away winners and more importantly FILLED with the spirit of our Savior when we try in all of our imperfections to emulate the what he lived.
     Finally, I learned that it is not where we serve but how we serve. Don't get me wrong, helping people with the process of bringing their precious children into the world is a miracle. It was an incredible experience. But.......so is comforting the heart ache of someone on the opposite end of the life spectrum. Babies come her sweet and new and ready to soak in every part of this earth life. The sweet people at the care center are innocent, child like in their own ways, yet have a patchwork of their life experience that they wear on their sleeves that we can learn SO MUCH from if we will take a few minutes and take it all in. These precious individuals are as priceless to our Father as those precious little babies I helped bring into the world just a few weeks ago. Serving these individuals at this point in my life keeps me home to serve those spirits with whom he has entrusted me, and that makes this whole experience even more humbling for me. In every facet of life, it is not where we serve but how we serve those in our circle of influence that matters most. I am thankful for that lesson learned through my experience with my sweet friend "M".
     I am thankful for a loving Heavenly Father who teaches me AMAZING lessons if I will take a few minutes each day and ask for his spirit to guide me. Heaven is real. We are children of our Heavenly Father. He loves us more than we can comprehend. He wants the best for us, and would love for nothing more if we always brought each other's blessings forward by serving those that we are blessed to know in this mortal journey. Of this I have NO DOUBT!

    

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Teachings Of Joseph Smith

From the Life of Joseph Smith

Bereavement at the death of loved ones repeatedly touched the life of the Prophet Joseph Smith. On June 15, 1828, in Harmony, Pennsylvania, Joseph and Emma’s first son, Alvin, died a short time after birth. When Joseph and Emma moved from New York to Kirtland, Ohio, in February 1831, Emma was again pregnant, this time with twins. Shortly after Joseph and Emma’s arrival in Kirtland, they moved to a cabin on the farm of Church member Isaac Morley. There, on April 30, little Thadeus and Louisa were born, but they did not long survive, dying within a few hours of their birth.
At the same time, in the nearby town of Warrensville, Ohio, Brother John Murdock lost his wife, Julia, who had just given birth to healthy twins. With a family that now included five children, Brother Murdock felt unable to care for the new arrivals, and he asked Joseph and Emma to adopt them as their own. This Joseph and Emma did, gratefully taking the two infants, named Joseph and Julia, into their family. Tragically, little Joseph died eleven months later in March 1832, a consequence of being exposed to the cold night air while suffering with measles when the Prophet was tarred and feathered by a mob. With this death, the grieving parents had laid to rest four of their first five children, leaving Julia as their only living child.
Of the eleven children of Joseph and Emma—nine born to them and two adopted—only five would live to adulthood: Julia, born in 1831; Joseph III, born in 1832; Frederick, born in 1836; Alexander, born in 1838; and David, born in November 1844, five months after his father’s death. Joseph and Emma’s 14-month-old son Don Carlos died in 1841, and a son born in 1842 died the same day he was born.
During his lifetime, Joseph Smith also lost three brothers to untimely deaths. Ephraim died soon after birth in 1810. Joseph’s older brother Alvin died in 1823 at the age of 25, and his younger brother Don Carlos died in 1841, also at 25 years of age.
The Prophet suffered another great loss when his father, upon whom he relied for counsel and strength, died in Nauvoo, Illinois, in 1840. When Father Smith realized that his death was imminent, he called his family to his bedside. He spoke to his wife, saying, “When I look upon my children and realize that although they were raised up to do the Lord’s work, yet they must pass through scenes of trouble and affliction as long as they live upon the earth, my heart is pained and I dread to leave you so surrounded by enemies.”1
Then he spoke to each of his sons and daughters in turn, giving them his last blessing. As recorded by the Prophet’s mother, he spoke these reassuring words to the Prophet Joseph:
“‘Joseph, my son, thou art called to a high and holy calling. Thou art even called to do the work of the Lord. Hold out faithful and you shall be blessed, and your children after you. You shall even live to finish your work.’
“At this Joseph cried out, weeping, ‘Oh, my Father, will I?’ ‘Yes,’ said his father, ‘you shall live to lay out the plan of all the work which God has given you to do. This is my dying blessing on your head in the name of Jesus.’”2
Drawing upon these difficult experiences from his own life and his inspired understanding of the Savior’s Atonement, the Prophet Joseph Smith was able to give much-needed comfort to many mourning Saints.

Teachings of Joseph Smith

When beloved family members or friends die, we have great comfort in knowing we will meet them again in the world to come.

The Prophet spoke at a Church conference in Nauvoo on April 7, 1844. He spoke about his friend King Follett, who had recently died: “Beloved Saints: I will call [for] the attention of this congregation while I address you on the subject of the dead. The decease of our beloved brother, Elder King Follett, who was crushed in a well by the falling of a tub of rock, has more immediately led me to this subject. I have been requested to speak by his friends and relatives, but inasmuch as there are a great many in this congregation who live in this city as well as elsewhere, who have lost friends, I feel disposed to speak on the subject in general, and offer you my ideas, so far as I have ability, and so far as I shall be inspired by the Holy Spirit to dwell on this subject. I want your prayers and faith that I may have the instruction of Almighty God and the gift of the Holy Ghost, so that I may set forth things that are true and which can be easily comprehended by you, and that the testimony may carry conviction to your hearts and minds of the truth of what I shall say. …
“… I know that my testimony is true; hence, when I talk to these mourners, what have they lost? Their relatives and friends are only separated from their bodies for a short season: their spirits which existed with God have left the tabernacle of clay only for a little moment, as it were; and they now exist in a place where they converse together the same as we do on the earth. …
“… What have we to console us in relation to the dead? We have reason to have the greatest hope and consolation for our dead of any people on the earth; for we have seen them walk worthily in our midst, and seen them sink asleep in the arms of Jesus. …
“You mourners have occasion to rejoice, speaking of the death of Elder King Follett; for your husband and father is gone to wait until the resurrection of the dead—until the perfection of the remainder; for at the resurrection your friend will rise in perfect felicity and go to celestial glory. …
“I am authorized to say, by the authority of the Holy Ghost, that you have no occasion to fear; for he is gone to the home of the just. Don’t mourn, don’t weep. I know it by the testimony of the Holy Ghost that is within me; and you may wait for your friends to come forth to meet you in the morn of the celestial world. …
“I have a father, brothers, children, and friends who have gone to a world of spirits. They are only absent for a moment. They are in the spirit, and we shall soon meet again. The time will soon arrive when the trumpet shall sound. When we depart, we shall hail our mothers, fathers, friends, and all whom we love, who have fallen asleep in Jesus. There will be no fear of mobs, persecutions, or malicious lawsuits and arrests; but it will be an eternity of felicity.”3
Elder Lorenzo D. Barnes died while serving as a missionary in England. The Prophet spoke of his passing at a meeting held in the unfinished Nauvoo Temple: “I will tell you what I want. If tomorrow I shall be called to lie in yonder tomb, in the morning of the resurrection let me strike hands with my father, and cry, ‘My father,’ and he will say, ‘My son, my son,’ as soon as the rock rends and before we come out of our graves.
“And may we contemplate these things so? Yes, if we learn how to live and how to die. When we lie down we contemplate how we may rise in the morning; and it is pleasing for friends to lie down together, locked in the arms of love, to sleep and wake in each other’s embrace and renew their conversation.
“Would you think it strange if I relate what I have seen in vision in relation to this interesting theme? Those who have died in Jesus Christ may expect to enter into all that fruition of joy when they come forth, which they possessed or anticipated here.
“So plain was the vision, that I actually saw men, before they had ascended from the tomb, as though they were getting up slowly. They took each other by the hand and said to each other, ‘My father, my son, my mother, my daughter, my brother, my sister.’ And when the voice calls for the dead to arise, suppose I am laid by the side of my father, what would be the first joy of my heart? To meet my father, my mother, my brother, my sister; and when they are by my side, I embrace them and they me. …
“More painful to me are the thoughts of annihilation than death. If I have no expectation of seeing my father, mother, brothers, sisters and friends again, my heart would burst in a moment, and I should go down to my grave. The expectation of seeing my friends in the morning of the resurrection cheers my soul and makes me bear up against the evils of life. It is like their taking a long journey, and on their return we meet them with increased joy. …
“To Marcellus Bates [a Church member whose wife had died] let me administer comfort. You shall soon have the company of your companion in a world of glory, and the friends of Brother Barnes and all the Saints who are mourning. This has been a warning voice to us all to be sober and diligent and lay aside mirth, vanity and folly, and to be prepared to die tomorrow.”4

Parents who lose children in death will receive them in the resurrection just as they laid them down.

At the funeral of two-year-old Marian Lyon, the Prophet said: “We have again the warning voice sounded in our midst, which shows the uncertainty of human life; and in my leisure moments I have meditated upon the subject, and asked the question, why it is that infants, innocent children, are taken away from us, especially those that seem to be the most intelligent and interesting. The strongest reasons that present themselves to my mind are these: This world is a very wicked world; and it … grows more wicked and corrupt. … The Lord takes many away, even in infancy, that they may escape the envy of man, and the sorrows and evils of this present world; they were too pure, too lovely, to live on earth; therefore, if rightly considered, instead of mourning we have reason to rejoice as they are delivered from evil, and we shall soon have them again. …
“… The only difference between the old and young dying is, one lives longer in heaven and eternal light and glory than the other, and is freed a little sooner from this miserable, wicked world. Notwithstanding all this glory, we for a moment lose sight of it, and mourn the loss, but we do not mourn as those without hope.”5
“A question may be asked—‘Will mothers have their children in eternity?’ Yes! Yes! Mothers, you shall have your children; for they shall have eternal life, for their debt is paid.”6
“Children … must rise just as they died; we can there hail our lovely infants with the same glory—the same loveliness in the celestial glory.”7
President Joseph F. Smith, the sixth President of the Church, reported: “Joseph Smith taught the doctrine that the infant child that was laid away in death would come up in the resurrection as a child; and, pointing to the mother of a lifeless child, he said to her: ‘You will have the joy, the pleasure and satisfaction of nurturing this child, after its resurrection, until it reaches the full stature of its spirit.’ …
“In 1854, I met with my aunt [Agnes Smith], the wife of my uncle, Don Carlos Smith, who was the mother of that little girl [Sophronia] that Joseph Smith, the Prophet, was speaking about, when he told the mother that she should have the joy, the pleasure, and the satisfaction of rearing that child, after the resurrection, until it reached the full stature of its spirit; and that it would be a far greater joy than she could possibly have in mortality, because she would be free from the sorrow and fear and disabilities of mortal life, and she would know more than she could know in this life. I met that widow, the mother of that child, and she told me this circumstance and bore testimony to me that this was what the Prophet Joseph Smith said when he was speaking at the funeral of her little daughter.”8
Mary Isabella Horne and Leonora Cannon Taylor each lost a young child in death. Sister Horne recalled that the Prophet Joseph Smith gave the two sisters these words of comfort: “He told us that we should receive those children in the morning of the resurrection just as we laid them down, in purity and innocence, and we should nourish and care for them as their mothers. He said that children would be raised in the resurrection just as they were laid down, and that they would obtain all the intelligence necessary to occupy thrones, principalities and powers.”9

While we mourn when loved ones die, we can trust that “the God of all the earth will do right.”

At the funeral of 24-year-old Ephraim Marks, the Prophet declared: “It is a very solemn and awful time. I never felt more solemn; it calls to mind the death of my oldest brother, Alvin, who died in New York, and my youngest brother, Don Carlos Smith, who died in Nauvoo. It has been hard for me to live on earth and see these young men upon whom we have leaned for support and comfort taken from us in the midst of their youth. Yes, it has been hard to be reconciled to these things. I have sometimes thought that I should have felt more reconciled to have been called away myself if it had been the will of God; yet I know we ought to be still and know it is of God, and be reconciled to His will; all is right. It will be but a short time before we shall all in like manner be called: it may be the case with me as well as you.”10
On June 6, 1832, Joseph Smith wrote to Emma Smith: “I was grieved to hear that Hyrum had lost his little child. I think we can in some degree sympathize with him, but we all must be reconciled to our lots and say the will of the Lord be done.”11
On January 20, 1840, Joseph Smith wrote to Emma Smith: “I received a letter from Hyrum, which cheered my heart to learn that my family was all alive. Yet my heart mourns for those who have been taken from us, but not without hope, for I shall see them again and be with them. Therefore, we can be more reconciled to the dealings of God.”12
“With respect to the deaths in Zion, we feel to mourn with those that mourn, but remember that the God of all the earth will do right.”13
“There have been many deaths, which leaves a melancholy reflection, but we cannot help it. When God speaks from the heavens to call us hence, we must submit to His mandates.”14
At the funeral of James Adams, the Prophet said: “I saw him first at Springfield, [Illinois,] when on my way from Missouri to Washington. He sought me out when a stranger, took me to his home, encouraged and cheered me, and gave me money. He has been a most intimate friend. … He has had revelations concerning his departure, and has gone to a more important work. When men are prepared, they are better off to go hence. Brother Adams has gone to open up a more effectual door for the dead. The spirits of the just are exalted to a greater and more glorious work; hence they are blessed in their departure to the world of spirits.”

Mindful Of Every Detail

Summer has been very interesting, and very eventful. To begin, I started a new job. I FINALLY got my opportunity at Labor & Delivery. I am still in training. Things are going well, but holy complex job. I am loving it. I look forward to the days that I feel more comfortable with the whole process.
I interviewed once for the job, and did not get it. After I ended up not receiving the job, I was actually relieved (for the time being). We were going on vacation in the early summer, and I was worried about being able to get the time off for vacation. Plus, I was really worried about what I was going to do with Chaz and how complicated this would make my life. I ended up thinking that it was really for the best, and made a long term plan to stay at the Instacare until my youngest (whether that be Chaz or one more) was in Kindergarten.
So, imagine my surprise when 4 weeks later, I was emailed by a recruiter. He told me that a position would be open for one day only, and that he could get me an interview if I would like to apply for the job again. I was stunned and confused. I decided to go ahead and apply for the job. What did I have to lose? As I got on to apply for the job, I realized that the posting was sandwiched between 2 postings I had already seen, yet that job was not there when I had previously seen the other 2 postings. The interesting part about this is that had I seen it on the computer, and not been asked to apply for it, I most likely would have ignored it given the fact that I had decided that I was going to stay where I was for the time being. Mindful of every detail.
Needless to say, I got an interview, and that went very well. I knew I needed to make a decision. We decided to fast about it in addition to praying (of course). I had serious doubts. I just didn't know how everything was going to work out. Right after fasting, I was reading my scriptures, and came across the following scripture: Genesis 35:16-17 reads: "And they journeyed from Beth-el; and there was but a little way to come to Ephrath: and Rachel travailed, and she had hard labour. And it came to pass, when she was in hard labour, that the midwife said unto her, Fear not; thou shalt have this son also". I had no idea that the scriptures spoke of "midwives" but apparently they do, and apparently, I ran across this scripture right when I needed to hear that this really was Heavenly Father's plan for me. Mindful of every detail.
Within a week or so, I was offered the job, and spent some time getting everything all organized at home. I had a few different options lined up for Chaz, as I knew I would have very little flexibility with my hours during at least my training. I had one plan that I thought to be pretty solid. Yet, as this plan got closer, the details were not coming together. I was super stressed. One night after praying about this, I had a nudging from the spirit to try to contact the daycare owned by my employer. I had tried this before, and there had always been a HUGE waiting list for kids Chaz's age. Crazy enough, I called the next morning, and asked if they had an opening. To my surprise, there was an opening. This facility is SO NICE. If he cannot be with me, I wouldn't want him anywhere else. I later found out that the director had actually been trying to contact people who were not getting back to her. At her whits end with them not calling her back, she gave me the spot when I called that day. Surely again, mindful of every detail.
This has caused my older kids to spend some time alone at home while I am at work. I was fine when they were home together. But, Kandace ended up having play practice after a couple of weeks, and K'Lynn would be here alone. I wasn't sure how I felt about that. I was very worried that she would have friends over or go somewhere (which I had ZERO REASON not to trust my especially well behaved kid). That particular morning as I was leaving for work, I said my prayers in the car. Abruptly in the middle of my prayer, I had a very distinct impression that I did not have my phone with me. This was odd because I ALWAYS leave my phone in the car. However, surely enough, after the prayer, I looked and my phone wasn't there. For the life of me, I could not remember where I had left my phone. I then remembered that I had left it in Josh's car. I called, and he answered. He stated that the phone had scared the bejeebies out of him because it was clear under the seat. As I drove to work, I was so thankful that I had been prompted to look for my phone. I also realized that if Josh had gotten to work, and I had not called my cell phone when he was in the car, that there is a very real possibility that he would not have found the phone because of how far it was shoved under the car seat. I was so thankful to have my phone, as I knew no news on the cell phone was good news when I was away from my children. At that moment the spirit spoke to me, saying: "If I care about your cell phone that much, how much more do you think I care about taking care of your daughter?". Once again, mindful of every detail.
Finally, not too long after starting my job, I had to deal with a very sad situation. We had a 40 week pregnant mother come in to deliver her baby, only to leave empty handed, as this precious infant was born sleeping and still. My heart ached for this precious family. I carefully observed how the nurse who was training me took care of every aspect of this woman's care. The woman had other children. As they arrived, the nurse training me asked the brother and sister if they would like to come over and put a diaper and a hat on their sweet baby brother. At first, I wasn't quite understanding why we were doing this. But, then I quickly realized this special angel deserved all of the dignified respect that we could possibly give to him. At that point, it became a privilege for me to lovingly place him in his blanket and hand him over to his family so that they could admire his perfection and angelic beauty. After the family spent time with their baby, we took him to a room that makes molds of the babies' hands and feet. The room is labeled as such that it was hard for me to imagine that we were taking this precious angel into that cold room. I questioned that as we walked in there. At that time, I felt this precious boy's spirit around me. He felt taller than me, and I sensed that his over sized spirit was there in that room with us.
A couple of weeks later, I went to the temple. As I was performing the work, out of nowhere, my mind flashed back to the moments that I was helping his siblings lovingly place a diaper, hat, and blanket on their little angel. I believe this was his little spirit's way of coming to me because directly thereafter, I heard a very audible voice say to my heart: "Thank You for taking such good care of me". I was overcome with emotion. The only bad part of my job is that due to HIPPA issues, I most likely will never be able to share that special story with this boy's family (I could never find their address or contact info for something based on what could be defined as "personal gain", so of course, I would NEVER attempt to locate them). Having this experience was such a blessing in my life. again, proof that Heavenly Father is mindful of every detail.
My faith has grown so much since beginning this new journey. I won't understand all of the reasons behind the timing. But, I am SO THANKFUL for the opportunity, and SO THANKFUL that Heavenly Father provides ways to let us know that he is truly mindful of every detail of our lives.

"Consider the lilies of the field,
how they grow, how they grow."

"Consider the birds in the sky,
How they fly, how they fly.

He clothes the lilies of the field.
He feeds the birds in the sky.
And he will feed those who trust him,
And guide them with His eye."

"Consider the sheep of his fold,
How they follow where he leads.
Though the path may wind across the mountains,
He knows the meadows where they feed."

"He clothes the lilies of the field.
He feeds the birds in the sky,
And he will feed those who trust him,
And guide them with his eye."

"Consider the sweet, tender children
Who must suffer on this earth..."

The pains of all of them he carried
From the day of his birth.
He clothes the lilies of the field,
He feeds the lambs in His fold,
And he will heal those who trust him,
And make their hearts as gold."