Saturday, August 22, 2009
Children Are Our Future
In the two years since my wife and I have been married (and especially in the last two months since we've been joined by our little one), I have learned more (and struggled more) about becoming unselfish, loving unconditionally, and finding what it takes to be a real man.
I invite you to read this talk by Elder Russell M. Nelson of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles, given at a recent Congress of Families in Amsterdam.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Washed Clean
"Can you imagine how I felt when finally I could see that if I followed whatever conditions the Redeemer had set, I need never endure the agony of being spiritually unclean?"
That was a very interesting take on it! I had never really thought of that as a motivation for living right-- to avoid the agony of sin! I guess I have longed for that at times, but I never really thought of it that way-- it's a very real blessing of the Atonement.
He closed with this beautiful poem that he wrote:
In ancient times the cry "Unclean!"May we all seek to be washed clean through the tremendous Atoning sacrifice of our Savior.
Would warn of lepers near.
"Unclean! Unclean!" the words rang out;
Then all drew back in fear,Lest by the touch of lepers' hands
They, too, would lepers be.
There was no cure in ancient times,
Just hopeless agony.No soap, no balm, no medicine
Could stay disease or pain.
There was no salve, no cleansing bath,
To make them well again.But there was One, the record shows,
Whose touch could make them pure;
Could ease their awful suffering,
Their rotting flesh restore.His coming long had been foretold.
Signs would precede His birth.
A Son of God to woman born,
With power to cleanse the earth.The day He made ten lepers whole,
The day He made them clean,
Well symbolized His ministry
And what His life would mean.However great that miracle,
This was not why He came.
He came to rescue every soul
From death, from sin, from shame.For greater miracles, He said,
His servants yet would do,
To rescue every living soul,
Not just heal up the few.Though we're redeemed from mortal death,
We still can't enter in
Unless we're clean, cleansed every whit,
From every mortal sin.What must be done to make us clean
We cannot do alone.
The law, to be a law, requires
A pure one must atone.He taught that justice will be stayed
If we could only understand
Till mercy's claim be heard
If we repent and are baptized
And live by every word. . . .
All we have heard and seen,
We'd know there is no greater gift
Than those two words--"Washed clean!"