You can say I practiced in public and my whole life was becoming what I practiced.
-thus Bob Dylan
On the sweetness of Mormon life. Your kindergarten son leans over after the priest recites the sacrament prayer again, this time correctly. “Dad, he forgot to say,’ which was shed for them correct, dad?” Correct. You are impressed. He has apparently managed to memorize the prayers.
Minutes later, he goes to the stand for the primary program, and confidently and clearly mangles his line. (more…)
I don’t remember which roommate it was. One of my college roommates was nervous about a test.
I don’t remember which other roommate it was. Some one of them thought of a way to boost his confidence.
We gathered around to send him out the door and may even have given him a priesthood blessing. We then told him to look up at our second-story window when he was walking through the parking lot on the way to the testing center.
When he turned to look up, we held up speakers blasting the Star Wars Imperial March and all of us crowded to the window and cheered as loud as we could. He straightened up and marched off looking like a world-beater. We kept it up for as long as he could hear. We loved doing it.
When he came back he was bubbling. He had gone through the test like a flame.
After that, we did it with everybody who had a tough test coming up. (more…)
The Lion’s Brood
I let my mind wander at 3 AM. Let the little thing go where it wants to.
4 for behold, methought I saw in my dream, a dark and dreary wilderness.
5 And it came to pass that I saw a man, and he was dressed in a white robe; and he came and stood before me.
6 >And it came to pass that he spake unto me, and bade me follow him.
7 And it came to pass that as I followed him I beheld myself that I was in a dark and dreary waste.
8 And after I had traveled for the space of many hours in darkness, I began to pray unto the Lord that he would have mercy on me, according to the multitude of his tender mercies.
9 And it came to pass after I had prayed unto the Lord I beheld a large and spacious field.
10 And it came to pass that I beheld a tree, whose fruit was desirable to make one happy.
The communion of the Saints is a phrase nowhere found in scripture. But the idea is found there. Even more, it is found in the lived experience of the Saints. We soon find a sense of kinship and fellowship with other Saints both living and dead. (more…)
Those who do not want to be saved, who fight being saved; who reject the Gift of the Saviour… they will typically suffer. In a sense they should suffer, because suffering is their only hope.
We, as individual people, shuld not make them suffer – they do that for themselves – but we should not unthinkingly or always strive actively to alleviate self-imposed suffering – that may well be to harm the other person: harm them soon and forever.
Alleviation of suffering is not an imperative – and we should never allow ourselves to be persuaded that it is.. In a sense they should suffer, because suffering is their only hope.
-thus Bruce Charlton
I like books with zip. Plot twists are my Shakespeare. I have to anesthetize my lower tastes to read the Book of Mormon. That book does not have a lot of surface dazzle but it rewards deeper reading. It rewards reading carefully and thinking. It has depths.
I just started again, right spang in Ch. 1, me and good ol’ Nephi, and I just found out one of the hidden depths. Lehi’s dream has a beautiful and thought-provoking parallel between the great and spacious building and the tree of life. (more…)
Lehi’s Dream is the parable for our age. Its oddest parts turn out to be its best parts.
The Great and Spacious Building has no bottom.
It does not rest on reality.
Perhaps it cannot rest on reality?
In the old home we just bought, prior owners poured a concrete pad at the back and added a big room. They did it well. But they did not replace the old waste pipe that runs along underneath one edge of the pad. It is now cracked.
Rather than spend the money to cut up part of the floor and then repour the cement, I am digging a trench along the side of the house. I hope to then dig under the edge of the house a foot or two and reach the pipe that way. It is hard work.
My daughter saw me start the trench this weekend and rushed to get another shovel. She pitched in. (more…)
Enduring to the end may not mean enduring to the termination. Good things do not have a termination. Neither do sufferings. God weeps.
But “end” has another meaning. The ends of human existence are the purposes or goals.
Endure to the goal.