So many changes!!
#1- our first meeting of the New Year with our new Zillah Ward. The majority of Chapel seats and clear into the back was filled. This new Ward had the Bishopric and the Elders Quorum in place from the week before....all of those men with clerks etc. were in place....the rest?...nothing was staffed!
That was remedied when the Counselor conducting asked for a sustaining of 68 callings! He did them in what he called groups. Each person was asked to stand until the sustainings were noted in their group. So he called, and therefore we were organized, with Relief Society staff and Primary staff and Young Women staff and Young Men staff and Sunday School staff plus organists/pianist/choir director/choir accompanist (those sort of solo specialist callings). 68! Also there was a new family and their records were read in. I was impressed with all they had accomplished in a few days as far as callings and realized that we are now fully staffed for our new Ward as far as auxiliaries. How exciting!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#2- our first meeting with our new Ward with the new 2 hour block. My new calling?...Youth SS teacher! Joy beyond comprehension as I have my precious class again!! My pure delight at the calling started dimming when I was told I have to Team Teach!! WHAT?! I'm territorial...possessive...selfish! Teaching twice a month and I have to share!??! I was stunned beyond belief! I did repent!!!
It's a whole new ball game all the way around! for all of us!
The other teacher and I have worked things out. I was asked to teach the first lesson and she had been told she'd be taking the 2nd lesson. I teach 1st Sunday and she teaches 3rd Sunday. Did I mention that the lessons are 50 minutes long?
With General Conference in April and October, on that first week, I won't teach those months. My team partner will miss one month because of Stake Conference.
Technically I teach 10 lessons in 2019 and I've already taught one! so 9 to go! It really came home to me how the Church really will be home-based/Church supported. SS used to be 4 hours a month per student. Now it is shy 20 minutes of being 2 hours a month. And my portion of that teaching time is 50 minutes, 10 times a year! (oopsie... repeating myself but really! such a limited class association! Families stepping up to the plate is mandatory/essential in teaching their children)
I actually ended up okay with it (as if it would change if I wasn't okay with it!!) I will teach with what works for me and my co-teacher will do what works for her. We respect the fact that we are different women at different ages with different views of teaching plus we already know each other as friends so no getting acquainted needed. Just figuring out how to work it all out on my turn! The more I think about it the more blessed I feel that this is what the Lord wants us to do. More peace just keeps coming to me. yes!
#3 My heart has been with those that loved, and maybe lived a lifetime enjoying the Toppenish building, and had to leave to embrace the Zillah building. I'm sorry for that leaving and am sure it's hard and painful. its very sad to me. I pray for those saints that have pangs of leaving that building.
The Zillah building is absolutely beautiful and still new and amazing! I go to Church in the most beautiful building I've ever been in and I go to a Temple that resonates the same way with me.
It's a new Ward for all of us...no matter which Ward we were previously in. It's close by Toppenish so traveling a few minutes would not be an issue. Well, not in my book, which still runs on miles traveled in Alaska, so all things here are like next door neighbors. We personally lived near the Homer Ward building but the boundaries and people attending weekly lived out East End and North Fork and Anchor Point (15 miles) and Diamond Ridge and Nikiski. It was a huge challenge road wise/time wise to get to Church.
Our Stake Center was in Soldotna and that was 80 miles one way and we are not talking freeways! (One winter we headed out in our van and a moose ran out in front of us and we smacked him. It pushed the engine in where I was sitting but just hit my legs and no harm done. It did shatter the front windows. Terry turned van around and we limped home) So my point is...our new Ward is spread out a bit but very close proximity in my book. I hope it's not a problem to anyone.
So much more on my mind but I'll just share this for today....looking forward to going to Temple!
Tuesday, January 8, 2019
Tuesday, January 1, 2019
welcome 2019!!!
Well, here we go! The sand in the hour glass for 2018 has emptied out and I mentally flipped it over to let that nice full glass start the emptying for 2019. Happy New Year!!
Our celebration?...it's midnight somewhere so we just went to bed when we felt like it. No big discussion of summing up the year but we did count our blessings and the winner in the #1 place?!...our family and a close 2nd... friends but the over arching gold star blessing in our life???...the Gospel!!
We have spent more time talking about all the newness in the Church and how we are going to do things than review of the past. I will say that this year was a challenge for us in many ways in dealing with Terry feeling sub-par but we know this is what mortality is all about...figuring out how to get the ox out of pit occasionally. or was the ox in the mire? well, wherever it was, sometimes we had to work like the dickens to get it out to the point of exhaustion and frustration and stress and anxiety. That is where the gospel comes into play with the message of hope and peace at those feeling heavy laden times, which is a part of this earthly trek. Family has helped us and friends that appear with the right words and love and cheer are as helpful and refreshing as an oasis in the dessert when I'm flattened out and parched. (boy, am I the drama queen or what?!)
We have been preparing for 2019, as I mentioned before, I think it started really seriously as a team event in October CR 2017. Before April CR 2018, we felt there would be changes and we had no idea how many there would actually be, but Terry said...Whatever comes out of Conference we will do it. I agreed. It's been real busy for sure! And then comes October 2018!! And more things to make room for and adjust. Surely this is just so exciting and President Nelson has told us...me paraphrasing...You ain't seen nothin' yet!!
One of the reasons we are trying to do what is asked, is we don't want to be trying to play catch-up when more things come out.
Now we have our first new week of this new way of doing things. I am thankful for the 4 years of the pilot program as I know they have worked out the majority of the kinks. 35 Stakes in 7 countries, now that is surely a cross section of the membership and shows that this one size will fit all.
As women we were asked to do 4 things by President Nelson. One request was reading the Book of Mormon by the end of the year. I'd been reading it daily and was almost finished with it and it had been a quick read and I actually considered for a minute or so....I think this qualifies for me. No. The Prophet didn't say that. He said read it. Again. Now. So I did. I wanted to finish it by my sister's birthday...Dec. 15. It made me feel close to her. I really love reading the Book of Mormon from cover to cover. Also...I wanted the promised blessings. Not being selfish or uppity but hey! a Prophet promised and the Lord delivers when a Prophet promises. We definitely see that in the Book of Mormon. Obey...be blessed with the specific promise. I tell my precious Primary class that Prophets don't lie and they can with confidence do what he counsels.
So speaking of my class that I adore. A little complicated but here is the story. So the Valiant 11 class is no longer a part of Primary so come January 1, today!, I would have no Church calling. On the 23rd, the day of our Christmas program...the Bishop called me in and to my utter joy he called me to teach a new SS class and it would be my same class that I now have!! I told him I'd give him a virtual hug. He said I'd get set apart on the 30th.
Now I've already been released again...I have no calling! Here's the happenings... We met together on the 23rd with the Toppenish Ward for a Christmas program. Then we met together again with them on the 30th. The Toppenish Ward was dissolved and all members were released as a group from any and all callings. Then the newly sustained Bishop, of the 2 Wards being combined, thanked all of the Zillah people for their effort and then he released all of us from our callings! By the way, the Bishop of the new Zillah Ward is our former Bishop. So our Ward ended up on Sunday with the Priesthood leadership in place and not one single soul called to any position. As the Bishop said...it's going to be a busy week!
I'm hoping I get to continue on, for 2019, with my sweet class but at this stage and age of my life...hopefully I get a calling of any sort!!
Today feels so fresh and new...a new Ward of sorts...a new Church program on all levels...and more things to come. love it!!
I am not making a creed list again. Those things are pretty much in my head. I just want to live life to the fullest that I can. I am going to try Tai Chi (hopefully I've not jinxed myself by sharing that!)...yesterday I went to the Dr. and am getting an overall physical as a part of getting as healthy as I can be...I want to start a study group for women about the counsel from the most recent Gen. Conf. not a specific talk but just overall. I think it will evolve into something helpful and uniting us or perhaps it will fizzle but I want to try it...I am determined to do something creative with quilting. I have in mind what I want to do. now don't laugh as you have heard me mention quilts a million times...Terry and I talked about me being more supportive of social things at the Church. I don't go to the monthly luncheon that is held after Church so I'm going to give it my overall best to attend that and functions at the Church in the evening...well, you see what I'm saying...I just want to improve. Do the best I can. Be nice. Act on feelings. Probably just like you!!
I enjoyed this morning...I marked all birthdays of my family on my new calendar. For this year my calendar choice is one that is from way back...a flat one that is on my desk top. then I purchased a small one and am going to keep it in my purse for announcements. Oh! they won't make announcements at Church plus they said we don't feed the Missionaries anymore! Well, I'll bring it anyhow!
I love to share e-cards with friends and family and I will continue that but maybe limit how many I send! that is probably a lie! I'll just do what feels right.
Happy, HAPPY New Year!! One thing also...I'm going to be more reliable in posting on my blog and I want to learn how to use my new phone so I can put pictures on here. You are special to me and I appreciate you hanging in there with me!
Summation- Reality check....Probably I'll be doing good, really good, in 2019, to just breathe and keep my head above water but a girl can dream can't she???
Our celebration?...it's midnight somewhere so we just went to bed when we felt like it. No big discussion of summing up the year but we did count our blessings and the winner in the #1 place?!...our family and a close 2nd... friends but the over arching gold star blessing in our life???...the Gospel!!
We have spent more time talking about all the newness in the Church and how we are going to do things than review of the past. I will say that this year was a challenge for us in many ways in dealing with Terry feeling sub-par but we know this is what mortality is all about...figuring out how to get the ox out of pit occasionally. or was the ox in the mire? well, wherever it was, sometimes we had to work like the dickens to get it out to the point of exhaustion and frustration and stress and anxiety. That is where the gospel comes into play with the message of hope and peace at those feeling heavy laden times, which is a part of this earthly trek. Family has helped us and friends that appear with the right words and love and cheer are as helpful and refreshing as an oasis in the dessert when I'm flattened out and parched. (boy, am I the drama queen or what?!)
We have been preparing for 2019, as I mentioned before, I think it started really seriously as a team event in October CR 2017. Before April CR 2018, we felt there would be changes and we had no idea how many there would actually be, but Terry said...Whatever comes out of Conference we will do it. I agreed. It's been real busy for sure! And then comes October 2018!! And more things to make room for and adjust. Surely this is just so exciting and President Nelson has told us...me paraphrasing...You ain't seen nothin' yet!!
One of the reasons we are trying to do what is asked, is we don't want to be trying to play catch-up when more things come out.
Now we have our first new week of this new way of doing things. I am thankful for the 4 years of the pilot program as I know they have worked out the majority of the kinks. 35 Stakes in 7 countries, now that is surely a cross section of the membership and shows that this one size will fit all.
As women we were asked to do 4 things by President Nelson. One request was reading the Book of Mormon by the end of the year. I'd been reading it daily and was almost finished with it and it had been a quick read and I actually considered for a minute or so....I think this qualifies for me. No. The Prophet didn't say that. He said read it. Again. Now. So I did. I wanted to finish it by my sister's birthday...Dec. 15. It made me feel close to her. I really love reading the Book of Mormon from cover to cover. Also...I wanted the promised blessings. Not being selfish or uppity but hey! a Prophet promised and the Lord delivers when a Prophet promises. We definitely see that in the Book of Mormon. Obey...be blessed with the specific promise. I tell my precious Primary class that Prophets don't lie and they can with confidence do what he counsels.
So speaking of my class that I adore. A little complicated but here is the story. So the Valiant 11 class is no longer a part of Primary so come January 1, today!, I would have no Church calling. On the 23rd, the day of our Christmas program...the Bishop called me in and to my utter joy he called me to teach a new SS class and it would be my same class that I now have!! I told him I'd give him a virtual hug. He said I'd get set apart on the 30th.
Now I've already been released again...I have no calling! Here's the happenings... We met together on the 23rd with the Toppenish Ward for a Christmas program. Then we met together again with them on the 30th. The Toppenish Ward was dissolved and all members were released as a group from any and all callings. Then the newly sustained Bishop, of the 2 Wards being combined, thanked all of the Zillah people for their effort and then he released all of us from our callings! By the way, the Bishop of the new Zillah Ward is our former Bishop. So our Ward ended up on Sunday with the Priesthood leadership in place and not one single soul called to any position. As the Bishop said...it's going to be a busy week!
I'm hoping I get to continue on, for 2019, with my sweet class but at this stage and age of my life...hopefully I get a calling of any sort!!
Today feels so fresh and new...a new Ward of sorts...a new Church program on all levels...and more things to come. love it!!
I am not making a creed list again. Those things are pretty much in my head. I just want to live life to the fullest that I can. I am going to try Tai Chi (hopefully I've not jinxed myself by sharing that!)...yesterday I went to the Dr. and am getting an overall physical as a part of getting as healthy as I can be...I want to start a study group for women about the counsel from the most recent Gen. Conf. not a specific talk but just overall. I think it will evolve into something helpful and uniting us or perhaps it will fizzle but I want to try it...I am determined to do something creative with quilting. I have in mind what I want to do. now don't laugh as you have heard me mention quilts a million times...Terry and I talked about me being more supportive of social things at the Church. I don't go to the monthly luncheon that is held after Church so I'm going to give it my overall best to attend that and functions at the Church in the evening...well, you see what I'm saying...I just want to improve. Do the best I can. Be nice. Act on feelings. Probably just like you!!
I enjoyed this morning...I marked all birthdays of my family on my new calendar. For this year my calendar choice is one that is from way back...a flat one that is on my desk top. then I purchased a small one and am going to keep it in my purse for announcements. Oh! they won't make announcements at Church plus they said we don't feed the Missionaries anymore! Well, I'll bring it anyhow!
I love to share e-cards with friends and family and I will continue that but maybe limit how many I send! that is probably a lie! I'll just do what feels right.
Happy, HAPPY New Year!! One thing also...I'm going to be more reliable in posting on my blog and I want to learn how to use my new phone so I can put pictures on here. You are special to me and I appreciate you hanging in there with me!
Summation- Reality check....Probably I'll be doing good, really good, in 2019, to just breathe and keep my head above water but a girl can dream can't she???
Thursday, December 20, 2018
a gift for you!!
sit down. relax. close your eyes...no. on 2nd thought open your eyes and watch and listen and feel the Spirit.
sending you Christmas love...here
sending you Christmas love...here
Friday, December 14, 2018
RIF
"The Valiant 11 Primary class is discontinued." read about it here
I have enjoyed teaching the last class in a program that is soon to be history! loved every minute of it! I know this is needed and is going to be wonderful as things shift and change. It feels strange to think that my calling has been done away with! At the same time it feels exciting to contemplate the good that will be accomplished, in growth of the youth, as this program becomes official in a couple of weeks.
A few weeks ago the Stake asked me to take charge of one hour of teaching/discussing teaching in Primary Stake Leadership training (I think that is what it is called). For those that teach 8-11 year olds. I find it funny that most likely I will not be serving in Primary anymore so it will be interesting to see what they want me to do!
I'm all for change and find it fascinating. How about you?
I have enjoyed teaching the last class in a program that is soon to be history! loved every minute of it! I know this is needed and is going to be wonderful as things shift and change. It feels strange to think that my calling has been done away with! At the same time it feels exciting to contemplate the good that will be accomplished, in growth of the youth, as this program becomes official in a couple of weeks.
A few weeks ago the Stake asked me to take charge of one hour of teaching/discussing teaching in Primary Stake Leadership training (I think that is what it is called). For those that teach 8-11 year olds. I find it funny that most likely I will not be serving in Primary anymore so it will be interesting to see what they want me to do!
I'm all for change and find it fascinating. How about you?
Thursday, December 13, 2018
Loving this season!
What a great time of year! I'm enjoying this year and this season so much! I think because I feel at peace and am happy and excited about being a member of the Church. My love for my children is so tangible and I'm savoring those feelings. Our family has members that are really dealing with a lot of health issues but endurance and faith and hard work, are carrying each forward.
It is cold but no snow and I really want a White Christmas!!! No matter how many times I hear that song...tenderness and tears usually happen and my mind goes back to frigid winters...wood burning stove...children sprawled on the carpet, enjoying that penetrating warmth and me reading a book to them. I loved reading The Long Winter by Laura Ingalls Wilder. It was so easy to relate to and had the power to bring you right into the story. It was best read in the coldest of the winter!
Do parents still read to children sprawled on carpets with a fire ablaze in a wood burning stove? I hope so!
These 2 brand new videos, about Temple Endowment and Temple Garments, are beautiful!! How wonderful!!
It is cold but no snow and I really want a White Christmas!!! No matter how many times I hear that song...tenderness and tears usually happen and my mind goes back to frigid winters...wood burning stove...children sprawled on the carpet, enjoying that penetrating warmth and me reading a book to them. I loved reading The Long Winter by Laura Ingalls Wilder. It was so easy to relate to and had the power to bring you right into the story. It was best read in the coldest of the winter!
Do parents still read to children sprawled on carpets with a fire ablaze in a wood burning stove? I hope so!
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These 2 brand new videos, about Temple Endowment and Temple Garments, are beautiful!! How wonderful!!
Monday, December 10, 2018
a memory....
The Christmas music that I absolutely love and enjoy is what would be termed old-fashioned. I'm not charmed by Granny getting run over by a reindeer and Rudy's red nose is a fun-sort of song with it's own fame, is not my #1 go-to for what I enjoy the most. The Church has Christmas music 24/7 on The Mormon Channel radio. I really appreciate that gift! hours and hours of a great assortment of Christmas music!!
This morning they played the wintry song of The Skaters Waltz. I sat down and relived a memory from long ago. My parents had made great effort to purchase figure skates for Dixie and I. In order for us to have skating lessons, and a place to skate on!, they would drive us from Spenard to Anchorage to the outdoor Hockey Rink. It had wood sides and we clung to the wood until we could venture out on our own. It was freezing cold and even the warm-up shack offered little warmth. Exhaling our breath into myriads of little puff clouds...it felt we were freezing, including our dripping noses.
We were unaware and therefore didn't appreciate the effort and expense that took on my parents part...but we did learn to skate and we enjoyed it so much.
Then came the big day that an ice-show was coming to Anchorage! A real one! With a headliner! To me this was like royalty was going to arrive and we would be in the presence of famous, surely world famous, people. My Mother did not remind me that the group was coming to perform at an outdoor hockey rink with scarce seating for hockey fans.
Our skating club got invited to skate!! We were going to skate with stars! Bliss!
My Mother needed to sew the costumes that Dixie and I would wear. This was real drama! A costume! 2 costumes each! All were different! Mother was a perfectionist on sewing and much like the disgruntled Father, in A Christmas Story, that forever fought his furnace, she would let fly with foul words about the pattern or the fabric or on and on. When she saw the other costumes performance night...she declared they were sloppy. Mother made no mistakes... ever.
It all felt so glamorous and so exciting and as we practiced I dreamed of skating to perfection. The instructor put me in as the last link on a spinning pinwheel. We were lined up as Policemen. (Mother hated making that costume almost as much as the Harem one) The last person to link arms, on that straight line really spinning around, had to be fast. And I was the shortest. They were counting on me! Confidence that I was the one to do the job! They buoyed me up to do the deed!
I stood straight and listened for my cue as to when to leave so that the timing was perfect for my arm grab. Suddenly I was sitting on the ice, legs extended out front, flying across the ice, right into the wooden fence! Horrors! I wanted to die. I knew I'd disgraced everyone by slamming into the fence, and wrecked the number, and destroyed the entire ice show!!!! what to do?
They were still spinning and I got up and started skating furiously and the snippy girl that was to put out her arm for me to link onto wasn't doing it. I yelled at her....give me your arm!!! Next circle...she did. The audience applauded.
Skating off and sobbing my heart out in the deepest embarrassed painful humiliation. I started planning how to never be seen in public for my entire life.
I wanted to take off my costume but was told I had to take a bow with the cast.
Then the Star of the show was at my side. The most beautiful person I'd ever seen-- in her dreamy costume. She hugged me as I sobbed and she confessed she had fallen before and she helped me to survive. In spite of my insisting I'd wrecked the entire show...she reassured me that I hadn't.
At the curtain call...I got an extra boost of applause.
Funny how a young girl can feel an entire ice show, that was definitely not a Holiday on Ice extravaganza, rests on her shoulders.
I don't remember what my parents said afterwards, on the drive home, except they kept trying to get me to look out the car window at snowy trees and snowy roads! Diversion tactics.
Obviously my Psyche is impacted, if at this age I still see the scene in my mind, with such clarity and detail! The memory is now tempered with humor and realism ... also great appreciation for my parents, doing their best, to give Dixie and I some fun!
This morning they played the wintry song of The Skaters Waltz. I sat down and relived a memory from long ago. My parents had made great effort to purchase figure skates for Dixie and I. In order for us to have skating lessons, and a place to skate on!, they would drive us from Spenard to Anchorage to the outdoor Hockey Rink. It had wood sides and we clung to the wood until we could venture out on our own. It was freezing cold and even the warm-up shack offered little warmth. Exhaling our breath into myriads of little puff clouds...it felt we were freezing, including our dripping noses.
We were unaware and therefore didn't appreciate the effort and expense that took on my parents part...but we did learn to skate and we enjoyed it so much.
Then came the big day that an ice-show was coming to Anchorage! A real one! With a headliner! To me this was like royalty was going to arrive and we would be in the presence of famous, surely world famous, people. My Mother did not remind me that the group was coming to perform at an outdoor hockey rink with scarce seating for hockey fans.
Our skating club got invited to skate!! We were going to skate with stars! Bliss!
My Mother needed to sew the costumes that Dixie and I would wear. This was real drama! A costume! 2 costumes each! All were different! Mother was a perfectionist on sewing and much like the disgruntled Father, in A Christmas Story, that forever fought his furnace, she would let fly with foul words about the pattern or the fabric or on and on. When she saw the other costumes performance night...she declared they were sloppy. Mother made no mistakes... ever.
It all felt so glamorous and so exciting and as we practiced I dreamed of skating to perfection. The instructor put me in as the last link on a spinning pinwheel. We were lined up as Policemen. (Mother hated making that costume almost as much as the Harem one) The last person to link arms, on that straight line really spinning around, had to be fast. And I was the shortest. They were counting on me! Confidence that I was the one to do the job! They buoyed me up to do the deed!
I stood straight and listened for my cue as to when to leave so that the timing was perfect for my arm grab. Suddenly I was sitting on the ice, legs extended out front, flying across the ice, right into the wooden fence! Horrors! I wanted to die. I knew I'd disgraced everyone by slamming into the fence, and wrecked the number, and destroyed the entire ice show!!!! what to do?
They were still spinning and I got up and started skating furiously and the snippy girl that was to put out her arm for me to link onto wasn't doing it. I yelled at her....give me your arm!!! Next circle...she did. The audience applauded.
Skating off and sobbing my heart out in the deepest embarrassed painful humiliation. I started planning how to never be seen in public for my entire life.
I wanted to take off my costume but was told I had to take a bow with the cast.
Then the Star of the show was at my side. The most beautiful person I'd ever seen-- in her dreamy costume. She hugged me as I sobbed and she confessed she had fallen before and she helped me to survive. In spite of my insisting I'd wrecked the entire show...she reassured me that I hadn't.
At the curtain call...I got an extra boost of applause.
Funny how a young girl can feel an entire ice show, that was definitely not a Holiday on Ice extravaganza, rests on her shoulders.
I don't remember what my parents said afterwards, on the drive home, except they kept trying to get me to look out the car window at snowy trees and snowy roads! Diversion tactics.
Obviously my Psyche is impacted, if at this age I still see the scene in my mind, with such clarity and detail! The memory is now tempered with humor and realism ... also great appreciation for my parents, doing their best, to give Dixie and I some fun!
Saturday, December 8, 2018
found the source!
Regarding my last short post here-- Turns out that 9th Article of Faith comment...the one that really captured my attention...was a special article written for the Church magazines by Elder Holland. I listened to it online but couldn't remember for sure where and whom etc. (or is that who? I need to refresh my mind on that!) Anyhow...it's in the new December Ensign and it is wonderful.
Here is the paragraph that grabbed my thoughts and has kept me pondering... more to come. Those words keep popping up by the Prophet and some of the 12. More to come.
And surely there is more to come. As our ninth article of faith declares, “We believe all that God has revealed”—that’s often the easy part. It takes a special kind of faith to “believe that He will yet reveal many great and important things pertaining to the Kingdom,” and then to be ready to accept them, whatever they are. If we are willing, God will lead us to places we’ve never dreamed we could go—as lofty as our dreams might already be. His thoughts and His ways are certainly much higher than ours (see Isaiah 55:8–9). In a sense, I suppose we’re not unlike those in Kirtland to whom the Prophet Joseph Smith said, “You know no more concerning the destinies of this Church and kingdom than a babe upon its mother’s lap.”
Here is the article by Elder Holland
I also really enjoyed D&C 124:41. footnote a , check it out!...refers to the 9th Article of Faith! Wowzer! Exciting!
For I deign to areveal unto my church things which have been kept bhid from before the foundation of the world, things that pertain to the dispensation of the cfulness of times.
Here is the paragraph that grabbed my thoughts and has kept me pondering... more to come. Those words keep popping up by the Prophet and some of the 12. More to come.
And surely there is more to come. As our ninth article of faith declares, “We believe all that God has revealed”—that’s often the easy part. It takes a special kind of faith to “believe that He will yet reveal many great and important things pertaining to the Kingdom,” and then to be ready to accept them, whatever they are. If we are willing, God will lead us to places we’ve never dreamed we could go—as lofty as our dreams might already be. His thoughts and His ways are certainly much higher than ours (see Isaiah 55:8–9). In a sense, I suppose we’re not unlike those in Kirtland to whom the Prophet Joseph Smith said, “You know no more concerning the destinies of this Church and kingdom than a babe upon its mother’s lap.”
Here is the article by Elder Holland
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I also really enjoyed D&C 124:41. footnote a , check it out!...refers to the 9th Article of Faith! Wowzer! Exciting!
For I deign to areveal unto my church things which have been kept bhid from before the foundation of the world, things that pertain to the dispensation of the cfulness of times.
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Back to Christmas! It's cold outside and I love it!!
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