Thanks and Giving

Once again, I find myself writing about Thanksgiving after the holiday has already passed. Last time, I did so on purpose, to prove a point. Not so this year; I intended to get this post done before the holiday, but things got busy and so I find myself typing this up the weekend after. If I may say so, though, I think it's still just as relevant now as it would have been then.

Earlier this month, I was reading a commencement address by David McCullough entitled "You Are Not Special" (which you can read for yourself here). The address contained a lot of sound advice, but one line stood out to me in particular. It wasn't by any means the most important point of the speech; it came in the middle of a paragraph, one element of a list of similar sentiments. Still, it struck a chord:

Be Worthy of Your Advantages

It stood out to me, but what exactly does it mean? I wasn't sure at first, but I think I have an idea now:

Let's go to the Book of Mormon, to Mosiah chapter 4. Here, King Benjamin has just delivered his final sermon to his subjects, and he takes a moment to gauge their response:

And now, it came to pass that when king Benjamin had made an end of speaking the words which had been delivered unto him by the angel of the Lord, that he cast his eyes round about on the multitude, and behold they had fallen to the earth, for the fear of the Lord had come upon them. (Mosiah 4:1)

It seems that King Benjamin's words, which discussed the coming of Christ and the suffering associated with His future Atonement, had deeply affected the people. Feeling immense spiritual pain, they collectively cried out for relief:

And they had viewed themselves in their own carnal state, even less than the dust of the earth. And they all cried aloud with one voice, saying: O have mercy, and apply the atoning blood of Christ that we may receive forgiveness of our sins, and our hearts may be purified; for we believe in Jesus Christ, the Son of God, who created heaven and earth, and all things; who shall come down among the children of men. (Mosiah 4:2)

Since they prayed with faith, with sincerity of heart, they received the relief they sought:

And it came to pass that after they had spoken these words the Spirit of the Lord came upon them, and they were filled with joy, having received a remission of their sins, and having peace of conscience, because of the exceeding faith which they had in Jesus Christ who should come, according to the words which king Benjamin had spoken unto them. (Mosiah 4:3)

The joy and peace described here are real; they're the blessings that come when we repent. I've felt them, at least partially, and to me they are among the sweetest emotions I've ever experienced. They're something to be valued, to be treasured.

King Benjamin recognized what was happening among his people, and so he continued his address. He told his people that if they wanted to keep feeling the things they were feeling, there were three things they should do:

1) They should continue living the process that had brought them such joy in the first place: they should have faith in Jesus Christ and strive to repent of their sins (Mosiah 4:5-13).

2) They should strive to share the blessings they received with their family members, teaching and serving one another and helping each other to live righteously (Mosiah 4:14-15).

3) They should seek to share their blessings with their fellow men (Mosiah 4:16-26). King Benjamin spends a great deal of time here outlining who is deserving of our aid (spoiler alert: it's everyone), but I think his overall message is summed up nicely in verse 26:

And now, for the sake of these things which I have spoken unto you—that is, for the sake of retaining a remission of your sins from day to day, that ye may walk guiltless before God—I would that ye should impart of your substance to the poor, every man according to that which he hath, such as feeding the hungry, clothing the naked, visiting the sick and administering to their relief, both spiritually and temporally, according to their wants. (Mosiah 4:26)

In summary: when we receive a blessing (or, say, an advantage) from God, our charge is to cultivate it and then use it to bless the lives of others.

This is what I've come to understand as the meaning of the phrase "Be Worthy of Your Advantages." In many ways, I am more privileged than those around me. Some of these privileges or advantages have come through hard work and effort, but others have been given to me freely. That thought used to bother me, as it seemed inherently unfair, but in this new light, things seem more justified. If there is something unfair about my status in this world, I can make it fair by using that status to help elevate others.

I really think this is how God intends for such things to work. Take Doctrine and Covenants 46:11-12:

For all have not every gift given unto them; for there are many gifts, and to every man is given a gift by the Spirit of God. 

To some is given one, and to some is given another, that all may be profited thereby.

It would seem unfair for God to give some gifts to some of His children and not to others, but the disparity is made right when we use all of our gifts to bless our fellows as they use their gifts to bless us. It brings us closer together and forms strong bonds between us (which I think I'll talk about more in a future post).

Getting back to Thanksgiving, I think our first instinct when it comes to thinking about gratitude is to think of saying "Thank You." We think of all of the good in our lives and seek to thank whoever is responsible, be they our friends, our families, or even God. And, as far as first instincts go, I believe it's a pretty good one: it helps us fulfill the first step in King Benjamin's advice. More and more, though, I believe that that's not all we're supposed to do. It seems to me that we can take our gratitude a step further by sharing our blessings, after rendering due thanks.

And that's why I think this post fits right where it does in terms of the time of the year. We've just passed Thanksgiving, where, presumably, we've spent a lot of time thinking about what we're grateful for and expressing that gratitude to others. Having done so, we now turn toward Christmas, with a heavy focus on giving things to others. With what I've discussed in mind, to me it doesn't seem like there could be a more perfect way to play things out.

So that is what I am going to try and do my best to do this season: to think of what I have and then pray to see how I can share it. I invite you all to do so as well, as I believe it will help all of us feel more fully the peace and joy that the Savior wants us to have.

To close, I leave the words of one of my favorite hymns:

Because I have been given much, I too must give;
Because of Thy great bounty, Lord, each day I live
I shall divide my gifts from Thee
With every brother that I see
Who has the need of help from me. 

Because I have been sheltered, fed by thy good care,
I cannot see another's lack, and I not share
My glowing fire, my loaf of bread,
My roof's safe shelter overhead,
That he too may be comforted. 

Because I have been blessed by Thy great love, dear Lord,
I'll share Thy love again, according to Thy word.
I shall give love to those in need;
I'll show that love by word and deed:
Thus shall my thanks be thanks indeed.

-Jesse

 

 

Keep on Keepin' On

When you can't seem to tell what's right or what's true
Just keep on keepin' on.

When the sky's stuck grey when you wish it'd be blue,
Just keep on keepin' on.

When there's trials and pain and sorrow, too,
When you don't understand what's happenin' to you,
When you're stuck in a rut and don't know what to do,
Just keep on keepin' on.

Just keep on keepin' on.

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When you're stressed and you're tired and you feel nearly dead,
Just keep on keepin' on.

When it takes all your strength just to get out of bed,
Just keep on keepin' on.

When you just can't forget something wrong that you said,
When mistakes from the past keep you stuck in your head,
When you feel that your life's hangin' on by a thread,
Just keep on keepin' on.

Just keep on keepin' on.

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We can't always say why we trip and we fall
When we're doing all we can.

We just trust there's a reason and a time and a season
And it's part of a bigger plan.

So we brush ourselves off, stretch out, and look up
And we find the strength to stand

When we see Him standing right by our side
And we take hold of His hand.

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So we get back on our feet and we try to stand tall
And keep on keepin' on.

We know He'll be there every time that we call
While we keep on keepin' on.

He's our Heavenly Father, and He loves us all
From the great and the big to the humble and small
And he comes when he knows our back's to the wall

And the only thing He asks, at the end of it all,

Is that we keep on keepin' on.

We keep on keepin' on.

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A little ditty I composed as I sat at the computer on a rather dreary day. In succession, two appointments had cancelled on us, and it was looking like the third one we'd planned was headed the same way. I was a little blue, you could say.

As I sat there, though, a little melody started playing through my head. It didn't have any words, at first, but as I listened to it, the lyrics started coming, based on the motto of my trusty companion, Elder Jensen:

Keep on Keepin' on.

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I know that God lives and loves us. I know that He lets us go through the hard times because that's what makes us grow, what makes us better. And I know that He's always there when we find ourselves (literally or figuratively) sprawled out on the ground, wondering what's happened and how we'll ever get back up.

I so testify in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

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New Year, New Look! I wish I'd been able to post sooner. I've been blessed with a new tool to use in the missionary work (there's a picture of it below!), and it makes it so I tend to not be sitting in front of a computer quite as much. But, whenever I get the chance, I still like to blog a bit.

Have a great week!

Proof that Elder Richmond can even look like a doofus when holding the latest in Apple technology.
Photo Courtesy of President and Sister Craig.

Why I'm Here (Part 2)

Happy New Year!

So, recently, we've been looking to answer a certain question: Why Am I Here? As we discussed in the last entry, part of the answer deals with why there's missionaries at all and what we're doing. But, there's a more personal aspect as well.

Let me explain a bit, using my own experiences. Having grown up in the church, all my life I'd heard about missions and missionary work. I heard that it was a Priesthood duty; I heard many people call it "the best two years" of their life. I also heard them say that it was very, very difficult.

As time went on and the time to go on a mission drew nearer and nearer, I found myself asking myself if I really wanted to serve or not. And, I found I did, but my reason wasn't too personal. I wanted to serve a mission because I felt it would be the right thing to do, what was expected of me. So, I made the necessary preparations and started my mission on June 27th, 2012.

Then, in my first few weeks of missionary training, I found out for myself something that I'd heard all my life: missionary work is hard. It was hard in ways I'd never anticipated. I found very quickly that if my reason for doing the work was just that I felt it was the right thing to do, I wasn't going to last very long. The work needed more from me than that.

So, a big part of my mission became finding a personal reason for keeping myself engaged and doing the work. I needed a motivation that would keep me going, no matter how difficult things got.

I needed to know Why I'm Here.

I prayed a lot for this reason. And, as usually happens with answers to prayers, the reason came, but not exactly when I wanted it to. I didn't find it in the Missionary Training Center; I kept searching and pondering as I entered the mission field and began the process of actually trying to bring souls to Christ. It was hard, but I kept going. And, after about two months, I found an answer.

It came after a rather hard blow to my determination to keep serving. We'd been invited to attend a "Welcome Home" get-together for a member of the Church that had just finished his mission. As I looked at all of the pictures of his mission, then saw him happy with his family, it seemed to suck the energy out of me. I still had about 20 months of service left, and at that moment they seemed to stretch endlessly in front of me. I didn't know how I was going to do it.

Later on that night, I discussed how I was feeling with my Trainer, Elder Jones. To my surprise, he couldn't really understand where I was coming from. Elder Jones was coming to the end of his mission, but, unlike many other missionaries, he wasn't thinking about returning home at all. He explained that, as he saw it, he had been called to Florida (originally Georgia) because there were people here that needed his help. And, he wasn't going to stop looking for those people until the day he was released as a missionary. That was his drive.

I was thinking about what he'd told me as I went to bed that night. I had a dream that I was in a party, similar to the one I'd attended earlier that day. In the dream, there was an open window, and a woman was yelling something outside. Suddenly, I woke up and found that it wasn't just a dream; there really was a woman standing below our apartment window and trying to yell something up to us. She was saying the same thing over and over again, but I couldn't make it out. It sounded like she was calling out someone named Lauren.
After a while, she changed up the line, and started calling herself something not very decent (it was 4:15 a.m., and it was pretty obvious that she was drunk). Soon after, it sounded like one of her friends came to calm her down. The yelling stopped, and Elder Jones and I got back to sleeping.\

In the morning, I discussed what had happened with Elder Jones. I mentioned that I hadn't understood what she saying.

"Was she calling out to someone named Lauren or something?"

Elder Jones shook his head.

"No. She was saying 'mormons.' She was yelling 'Save me, mormons!' over and over again."

Save me, mormons.

The words echoed again and again in my head.

Save me, mormons.

She didn't sound mocking or rude; in spite of likely being intoxicated, she sounded sincere.

Save me, mormons.

She knew who we were (Elder Jones suspected she was a fellow tenant he'd talked to before).

Save me, mormons.

She believed we could save her.

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And that is how I came to discover Why I'm Here. After that day, I realized that there were countless other people in the world like that woman, crying out for help. And we have exactly what they need.

As Church President Ezra Taft Benson put it:

 “We are commanded by God to take this gospel to all the world. That is the cause that must unite us today. Only the gospel will save the world from the calamity of its own self-destruction. Only the gospel will unite men of all races and nationalities in peace. Only the gospel will bring joy, happiness, and salvation to the human family” (The Teachings of Ezra Taft Benson [1988], 167). (As quoted in Preach My Gospel, Chapter 1)

Since I've come on my mission, numerous people have stated that, what with my thick, black glasses and my suit and tie, I look awfully like Clark Kent. And, as I think about it, I realize that I have something else in common with him:

I'm Here to Save the World.

I can't do it all by myself. Luckily, I stand shoulder to shoulder with a force of 80,000 other missionaries. That may seem small compared to a world of approximately 7 billion people, but that doesn't daunt me at all. As Joseph Smith, the first prophet, prophesied (at a time when there were even fewer members of our church):

 "The Standard of Truth has been erected; no unhallowed hand can stop the work from progressing; … the truth of God will go forth boldly, nobly, and independent, till it has penetrated every continent, visited every clime, swept every country, and sounded in every ear, till the purposes of God shall be accomplished, and the Great Jehovah shall say the work is done." (Joseph Smith, as quoted in "The Standard of Truth Has Been Erected" by Boyd K. Packer)

I testify that God loves us and that He has restored His church and His Gospel to this earth. I also testify that this Gospel has the power to save all of us from our sorrows and our sins. I know that what I'm teaching is true, and I know that it can help everyone. And that is Why I'm Here.

Until next time,

-Elder Richmond

Photo Courtesy of LDS.org

D&C 122

Do you feel as if you're falling? 

Do all of your problems seem to be collapsing on top of you, 

threatening to crush your spirit?

Does the light at the end of the tunnel seem to be dimming?

Do you feel a darkness beginning to surround you?

Does it feel as if you're one step away from being swallowed up by

all the dark and gloom in your life?

If so...

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When Joseph Smith was 14 years old, he had a question. He took this question to prayer, and something miraculous occurred: God the Father and Jesus Christ appeared to him (more info here, on mormon.org)

After this occurred, Satan decided to turn things up a notch:

"I soon found, however, that my telling the story had excited a great deal of prejudice against me among professors of religion, and was the cause of great persecution, which continued to increase; and though I was an obscure boy, only between fourteen and fifteen years of age, and my circumstances in life such as to make a boy of no consequence in the world, yet men of high standing would take notice sufficient to excite the public mind against me, and create a bitter persecution; and this was common among all the sects—all united to persecute me." (Joseph Smith--History 1:22)

To be clear, Joseph didn't want to harm anyone. His message was of peace, and yet it was responded to by violence. 

Eventually, Joseph found himself in Liberty Jail, a dark, oppressing dungeon in Missouri. His wife, Emma, was left alone to take care of their children. His friends and family were being driven from their homes and beaten and killed. All of this, in effect, because of the vision he had seen.

It must have felt horrible. Stuck in the jail with no light, poor conditions, and nothing really to do but think about his situation. 

Did Joseph ever doubt the veracity of what he had seen? We don't know. We do know, however, that the oppressive circumstances led him to cry out:

"O God, where art thou? And where is the pavilion that covereth thy hiding place?" (D&C 121:1)

To which our loving Heavenly Father responded:

"My son, peace be unto thy soul; thine adversity and thine afflictions shall be but a small moment;

And then, if thou endure it well, God shall exalt thee on high; thou shalt triumph over all thy foes."

Following these words and other instructions, God counseled Joseph on the reasons for adversity, which we've already described with the stickies (read the full section here)

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So, what can we take from all of this? Unfortunately, bad things are going to happen to all of us. Part of the purpose of this life is so that we can recognize what sorrow is, because it will help us more fully appreciate true joy. 

What I want to share is that there is truly no suffering that comes upon us without a reason. Things will seem black at times. Very, very, very black. We often won't understand why these things happen to us until some time later, but they key is that we Keep Moving Forward until that day comes. And the day will come. I so testify in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.

-Elder Richmond