“Now, my brethren and sisters, the time has come for us to stand a little taller, to lift our eyes and stretch our minds to a greater comprehension and understanding of the grand millennial mission of this The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. This is a season to be strong. It is a time to move forward without hesitation, knowing well the meaning, the breadth, and the importance of our mission. It is a time to do what is right regardless of the consequences that might follow. It is a time to be found keeping the commandments. It is a season to reach out with kindness and love to those in distress and to those who are wandering in darkness and pain. It is a time to be considerate and good, decent and courteous toward one another in all of our relationships. In other words, to become more Christlike.” (Gordon B. Hinckley, “This Is the Work of the Master,” Ensign, May 1995, 71)
"One can still go to the Garden of Gethsemane, but the Lord Jesus cannot be found there, nor is He in the Garden Tomb. He is not on the road to Emmaus, nor in Galilee, nor at Nazareth or Bethlehem. He must be found in one’s heart." (James E. Faust, “The Supernal Gift of the Atonement,” Ensign, Nov 1988)
"The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, then education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company...a church...a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past...we cannot change the fact that people will act a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on one string we have, and that is our attitude...I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I react to it. And so it is with you...we are in charge of our attitudes." (Charles Swindoll)
Our Needs
A little more patience
with the faults of other folks,
A little more charity
When a worldly act provokes,
A little more devotion
to the ones whom we should love
A little more reliance
on the God who rules above,
A little more forbearance
with the cross we have to bear,
A little better learning
by all that is right and fair,
A little more giving
of the things we have to give
Would make this world a better place
for you and me to live.
A little less prejudice,
A little less hate,
A little less ridicule,
About our good and great,
A little less vanity,
A little less show,
A little less of telling
All the scandal that we know,
A little less complaining
O'er the ills we have to bear,
A little less of wickedness,
A little less of sin
would make this world a pleasant spot
to be abiding in.
Charles E. Warner
The King's Highway
Once a king had a great highway built for the members of his kingdom. After it was completed, but before it was opened to the public, the king decided to have a contest. He invited as many as desired to participate. Their challenge was to see who could travel the highway best.
One the day of the contest the people came. Some of them had fine chariots, some had fine clothing, fine hairdos, or great food. Some young men came in their track clothes and ran along the highway. People traveled the highway all day, but each one, when he arrived at the end, complained to the king that there was a large pile of rocks and debris left on the road in one spot, and this got in their way and hindered their travel.
At the end of the day, a lone traveler crossed the finish line and wearily walked over to the king. He was tired and dirty, but he addressed the king with great respect and handed him a bag of gold. He explained, "I stopped along the way to clear away a pile of rocks and debris that was blocking the road. This bag of gold was under it all and I wanted you to return it to its rightful owner."
The King replied, "You are the rightful owner."
The travel replied, "Oh no, this is not mine, I've never known such money."
"Oh yes," said the King, "you've earned this gold, for you won my contest. He who travels the road best is he who makes the road smoother for those who will follow."
The Painter
by Bernard Palmer
There is an old story which tells of the experiences of a great artist who was engaged to paint a mural for the great cathedral in an old Sicilian town. The subject was to be the life of Christ. For many years the artist labored diligently, and finally the painting was finished except for the most important figures. The Christ Child and Judas Iscariot. He searched far and wide for models for these two figures.
One day while walking in an old part of the city, he came upon some children playing in the street. Among them was a twelve year old boy whose face stirred the painter's heart. It was the face of an angel - a very dirty one, perhaps, but the face he needed.
The artist took the child with him, and day after day the boy sat patiently until the face of the Christ Child was finished.
But the painter failed to find a model for Judas. For years, haunted by the fear that his masterpiece would remain unfinished, he continued to search. One afternoon in a tavern, the painter saw a gaunt and tattered figure stagger across the threshold and fall on the floor, begging for a glass of wine. The painter lifted his head and looked into a face that startled him. It seemed to bear the mark of every sin of man.
"Come with me," the painter said, "I will give you wine, food and clothing." Here at last was his model for Judas! For many days and parts of many nights, the painter worked feverishly to complete his masterpiece.
As the work went on, a change came over the model. A strange tension replaced the spurious languor, and his bloodshot eyes were fixed with horror on the painted likeness of himself. One day, perceiving is agitation, the painter paused saying, "My son, I'd like to help you. What troubles you so?"
You are the one that has to decide,
Whether you'll do it or toss it aside,
You are the one who makes up your mind
Whether you'll lead or will linger behind.
Whether you'll try for the goal that's afar
Or just be contended to stay where you are.
Take it or leave it. Here's something to do.
Just think it over - it's all up to you!
Nobody here will compel you to rise;
No one will force you to open your eyes;
No one will answer for you, yes or no,
Whether to stay there or whether to go.
Life is a game, but it's you who must say
Whether to cheat or as sportsman you'll play.
Fate may betray you, but you settle first
Whether to live to your best or your worst.
So whatever it is you are wanting to be,
Remember to fashion to choice you are free.
Kindly or selfish, or gently or strong;
Keeping the right way or taking the wrong.
Careless of honor or guarding your pride,
All these are questions which you must decide.
Yours the selections, whichever you do;
The thing man calls character is all up to you.
(Author Unknown)
'The road is rough' I said, 'dear Lord',
'There's stones that hurt me so';
And He said, 'Dear child I understand,
I walked it long ago...'
'But there is a cool green path' I said,
'Let me walk there for a time';
'No child,' He gently answered me
'The green road does not climb.'
'My burden' I said, 'is far too great,
How can I bear it so?'
'My child' said he, 'I remember it's weight,
I carried my cross you know.'
But said I, 'I wish there were friends with who would make my way their own.'
'Oh yes' he said, 'Gethsemane was hard to face alone.'
And so I walked that stony path
Content to know,
That where my master had not gone,
I would not need to go...
And strangely then I found my friends,
The burden grew less sore,
As I remembered long ago, that He had
Walked that way before...
(poem taken from President Harold B. Lee's talk - GCR 1964)
"Dwelling in the world is part of our mortal test. The challenge is to live in the world yet not partake of the world's temptations which will lead us away from our spiritual goals. When one of us gives up and succumb to the wiles of the adversity, we may lose more than our own soul. Our surrender could cause the loss of souls who respect us in this generation. Our capitulation to temptation could affect children and families for generations to come." (Elder Robert D. Hales "Behold, We Count Them Happy Which Endure", Ensign, April 1998)
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