15 And after this manner of language did my father prophesy and speak unto my brethren, and also many more things which I do not write in this book; for I have written as many of them as were expedient for me in mine other book.
16 And all these things, of which I have spoken, were done as my father dwelt in a tent, in the valley of Lemuel.
These are the 2 versus we read this morning for our FSS.
The cross references are very quick in that Nephi refers to the other set of plates that he records things on. I LOVE THIS! I love that even though my husband teases me about the multiple journals that I record things, it doesn't bother me because Nephi and I have this in common.
As I have studied my ancestors and their written histories, I long to read about their day to day activities. Was my heritage shy or strong willed? What did they think about on a daily basis? How I long to know these people and are only given just a small glimpse into who they were.
What if Nephi did that? I am sure he would not have because he was commanded to write things down, but what could have been lost if he was disobedient. One of my favorite scriptures is the end of 2 Nephi where Nephi is giving his last testimony before the plates are handed over to Jacob. What a powerful testimony to read of a great prophet. I feel so inspired when I read it. What if Nephi had never written that testimony? Would it have effected generations of his posterity? Absolutely!
I write and write on multiple plates not only for my posterity, but hopefully for my own spiritual growth. Not only are we commanded to read, but to ponder and meditate the things that we read. Writing it down allows my brain to flow freely. There has to be some kind of growth, right?
The second verse I also love as it refers to Lehi dwelling in a tent. There are multiple times that are referred to Lehi dwelling in the tent. Back then, their tent was a traveling temple. Lehi spent much time with God in the temple that was convient at that time.
Many times I hear the youth giggle when they recite "and my father dwelt in a tent!" as though the scripture has no meaning and easy to memorize.
When I hear it, it is a very bold command to me to GET TO THE TEMPLE a lot!
How cool would it be if in my daughters journal she recorded "and my parents dwelt in the temple and were good people because of it." I think I will follow Lehi's example and do some more dwelling in my tent. Why not? For it is the Lord's house!
Monday, March 22, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Sunday Morning Woes!
It's Sunday morning at 7:45 am and I have been up since 6:15. My daughter came into the room and told me that she feels like she is going to throw up and her throat hurts.
"Oh great!" My mind immediately becomes angry as I reflect back to yesterday as I caught her playing outside with wet hair and no coat on. I just wish it wasn't this Sunday that I have to deal with this.
My husband and I are scheduled to visit another ward and of course it has to be the 9:00 am block. So, my original plans of taking Shae over to a friends house has been thwarted because who wants to take someone elses sick child?
As I sit here thinking of what my options are and waiting for 8:00 to come so I can start making phone calls, my mind is drifting to one of the sisters that I VT this week.
She is struggling right now. Her husband has lost his job, she was in a car accident a few weeks ago and when I saw her last Friday, her purse had been stolen out of her car. They left the garage door open during the night.
As I sat and listened to her pour her heart out, she cried as she told me about her new found friend who is teaching her sign language. She moved here from California and is very sick but wants to live in Utah. This deaf woman and my friend have found each other to comfort each other through their trials. Are they solving each other's problems, no. But they are there for each other and lifting each others spirits by loving each other. I am so happy for my friend that she has found this angel in her life.
My heart is full as I think about these two women who are facing some nasty trials in their lives. Somehow, my little Sunday morning woe seems to be but a minor hiccup to what could be an incredible day. If there's a will, then there's a way. Have a wonderful Sabbath Day!
"Oh great!" My mind immediately becomes angry as I reflect back to yesterday as I caught her playing outside with wet hair and no coat on. I just wish it wasn't this Sunday that I have to deal with this.
My husband and I are scheduled to visit another ward and of course it has to be the 9:00 am block. So, my original plans of taking Shae over to a friends house has been thwarted because who wants to take someone elses sick child?
As I sit here thinking of what my options are and waiting for 8:00 to come so I can start making phone calls, my mind is drifting to one of the sisters that I VT this week.
She is struggling right now. Her husband has lost his job, she was in a car accident a few weeks ago and when I saw her last Friday, her purse had been stolen out of her car. They left the garage door open during the night.
As I sat and listened to her pour her heart out, she cried as she told me about her new found friend who is teaching her sign language. She moved here from California and is very sick but wants to live in Utah. This deaf woman and my friend have found each other to comfort each other through their trials. Are they solving each other's problems, no. But they are there for each other and lifting each others spirits by loving each other. I am so happy for my friend that she has found this angel in her life.
My heart is full as I think about these two women who are facing some nasty trials in their lives. Somehow, my little Sunday morning woe seems to be but a minor hiccup to what could be an incredible day. If there's a will, then there's a way. Have a wonderful Sabbath Day!
Friday, March 19, 2010
In the beginning....
In the beginning, I am starting this blog to record all of my spiritual thoughts and inspirations so that they are recorded as I am reading, studying and experiencing life. I chose the title of this blog because it is one of my favorite scriptures. Not sure if it is THE favorite, but definately in the top 3.
Isaiah 6:10
Make the heart of this people fat, and make their ears heavy, and shut their eyes; lest they see with their eyes, and hear with their ears, and understand with their heart, and convert, and be healed.
In a nutshell, this pretty much sums up my life experience. To learn to see, hear and understand all the things that my Heavenly Father has given me so that I may be converted and allow the Savior to heal me in the process. What a beautiful life plan this is. I LOVE IT!
So, now you know why and I am hoping that I can encourage my soul to want to study and learn and write down all the amazing miracles that happen to me on a daily basis!
I say: Let it Begin!
Isaiah 6:10
Make the heart of this people fat, and make their ears heavy, and shut their eyes; lest they see with their eyes, and hear with their ears, and understand with their heart, and convert, and be healed.
In a nutshell, this pretty much sums up my life experience. To learn to see, hear and understand all the things that my Heavenly Father has given me so that I may be converted and allow the Savior to heal me in the process. What a beautiful life plan this is. I LOVE IT!
So, now you know why and I am hoping that I can encourage my soul to want to study and learn and write down all the amazing miracles that happen to me on a daily basis!
I say: Let it Begin!
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