Showing posts with label Angels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Angels. Show all posts

March 19, 2015

Temple Power in This Life

One of the blessings for the Lord’s servants who worship Him in His temple is to “go forth from this house armed with thy power” (D&C 109:22).  While reading this verse several years ago, I realized I could not point to that power in my life.  Although I had attended the temple regularly for years, and although I had hope in an eternal family and other temple blessings in the next life, I felt a need to discover what the power of the temple meant or could mean for me in this life.
         
After studying, pondering, and praying about this for a few years, I am beginning to see temple power in my life.  In fact, spiritual sight, or discernment, is one of the powerful blessings to come through faithful temple attendance.  Discernment is “to understand or know something through the power of the Spirit” (lds.org, The Guide to the Scriptures), and the temple endowment is like an upgraded gift of the Spirit.  In the temple our vision of the spiritual gifts available to us—including discernment—is expanded, and we are taught more about the principles we must live to invite those gifts into our lives now and in eternity.  All of this comes through Jesus Christ.  Just as Jesus does “not judge after the sight of his eyes . . . but with righteousness shall he judge” (Isaiah 11:3), so He can empower us to start to see in His way, which He said is “higher than your ways” (Isaiah 55:9). 
         
The gift of discernment comes as the mighty, or powerful, or full-of-power change of heart (Alma 5:12) progresses in us, and the Lord’s power flows through the Holy Spirit in the temple to help that change along.  It seems like I check out a pair of spiritual glasses when I attend the temple, and those glasses enable me to look at life and people differently.  When I attend the temple regularly, I am able to look on others—especially my family members—and myself with more hope and compassion and less condemnation.  I am able to see the Lord’s hand at work when I might otherwise fail to notice.  I recognize more clearly the consequences of living or not living the principles that Jesus taught.  These glasses have become more powerful over years of temple attendance.
         
For example, as I have studied and shared the stories of my ancestors, my temple glasses have enabled me to discern more about them.  I know through the confirmation of the Spirit in my mind and heart (D&C 8:2) that many of my ancestors are aware of and love me and my family.  This feeling was especially strong one day when I was scanning photos of my paternal grandmother’s parents and uploading them to Family Search.  As I sat in front of the computer and looked at their eyes, I was surrounded with a powerful feeling of love from my great-grandfather Nephi and my great-grandmother Emma, both of whom died before I could get to know them.  From my research I knew already that they loved their children and grandchildren, and that day I learned through the Spirit that their love extended to their great-grandchildren, including me, and to my children as well.  I was reminded that both of them experienced chronic health problems in their lives, and I felt they empathized with the health challenges I experience now.  I could see how they still looked on my grandma as their little girl, even though she is now old and widowed, and I felt they were pleased with my family’s efforts to cheer and honor her in this lonely time of her life. 
   
Emma and Nephi Swenson
       
In the scriptures we are taught that “the faithful . . . continue their labors” (D&C 138:57) in the next life.  Of course that includes missionary work for faithful elders.  When we consider that President Harold B. Lee taught “the most important of the Lord’s work that you will ever do will be the work you do within the walls of your own home” (Strengthening the Home, pamphlet, 1973, p. 7), then we see that the important labor of strengthening family must continue even after death.  Could we really believe that the loving grandmothers who come help at the birth of grandbabies, kiss boo-boos and attend the piano recitals of grandchildren, and who remember the birthdays of dozens of loved ones would just stop this labor of love at death?  President Spencer W. Kimball taught, “God does notice us, and he watches over us. But it is usually through another person that he meets our needs” (Gen. Conf. Dec. 1974).  We see even greater truth in his statement when we discern that God often answers our prayers for comfort, guidance and encouragement through our good family members who know and love us but have already passed on to the spirit world.  Of course we do not often see these loved ones, but we may feel their words in our hearts since “angels speak by the power of the Holy Ghost” (2 Nephi 32:3).   
         
The power of temple glasses has also helped me be more filled with gratitude by the lives of my ancestors.  As I look at the hundreds of names on a nine generation genealogy fan chart hanging in our home, I am overwhelmed with the realization that every one of the women on that chart had to endure pregnancy and childbirth before my husband and I could have the opportunity to be born.  Many of the men sacrificed physical or mental health as they fought to protect their families and country.  Both women and men endured miserable voyages across the ocean in the 1600’s, 1700’s and 1800’s when they came to America to build better lives for themselves and their families—which include me.  Many of our pioneer ancestors left familiar comforts, sacrificed their own health and even buried children as they journeyed across the plains to answer God’s call and gather with members of their church.  Every opportunity and blessing in my life has come through their work and sacrifice.  My little family today is the fruit of their labors, and I feel them encouraging me to continue to rejoice in and build on the strong foundation they have given us. 
         
The power of discernment flowing through the Lord’s temple has enabled me to better know and love my ancestors and to feel their concern and love for me.  This is a fulfillment of the Lord’s promise to “turn the heart of the fathers to the children, and the heart of the children to their fathers” (Malachi 4:6).  Through these experiences and others, I can now say with confidence that I see the power of the temple in my life.  The truths I discern with my temple glasses bring strength and joy, and I look forward to continuing to learn more of the Lord and His higher ways through the power of the temple.

January 7, 2015

The Errand of Angels

During my sophomore year at Brigham Young University, I signed up for a mentoring program through the local school district. I was assigned to meet each Monday with a fifth-grade boy named Israel Mendoza.  Although I did not at that time have a great love for kids in general, I quickly bonded with this little boy with big brown eyes and a sweet smile.  In addition to working on his math homework, we talked about his life.  Israel told me his family did not have a lot of money, and he was sometimes teased by his classmates because he wore the same sweatshirt to school most days.  I did the best I could to encourage him in his schoolwork and his life.  We were great pals.
         
At my first visit with Israel after Christmas, I learned that his teacher had organized a Sub For Santa type of project for Israel’s family.  Israel was very excited about his new basketball and that he no longer had to wear the same sweatshirt to school every day.  I was delighted to see the big smile on Israel’s face as he talked about the gifts of love that had been given to his family. 
         
After Israel told me about his Christmas, he asked me some deep questions.  He was concerned about whether death was scary and whether God was real.  Since we were in a public school setting, I did not know at first what would be appropriate for me to say.  I finally had the thought to ask him if his family went to church, and Israel said his family was Catholic.  I asked if they believed in Jesus, and he confirmed that they did.  Then I told Israel that death is not scary because we get to be with Jesus up in heaven, and He loves us so much that it will be wonderful to be with Him.  We felt the warmth of Jesus’ love for us as we talked about these questions for about half an hour, and then it was time for me to leave.
         
As I walked back to campus, I realized my visits with Israel were the highlight of my week, so I decided to tell him the next time we met together. Israel was proud of the fact that he was the first kid I had ever mentored, and I could not help but love my angelic boy.  Each time I walked back to campus from his school, I found myself thinking of ways I could keep mentoring him after that year so I could encourage him to continue working hard at school.  I hoped he would go to college and build a happy life for himself.  I had big dreams for my little friend.
         
On the next Monday, I walked to the school as usual and signed in at the office.  I had arrived a little early, so I leaned into the classroom to tell Israel’s teacher that I would wait in the hall until he came in from recess.  She looked at me with a strange expression on her face, and then she said Israel had been killed in a car wreck the past weekend.  I was shocked and heartbroken.  I cried all the way back to campus and often during the next week.
         
At the time, I could only see how sad it was for Israel to die so young.  I still cry when I think about him, especially when I think of how much his mother must miss him.  But as I look back on the experience, I realize the Lord knew Israel was coming to the end of his time in this life.  God did not want this sweet boy to be sad or scared, so He inspired Israel’s teacher to make his last Christmas a wonderful time for his family, and He inspired me with the right words to help Israel feel peace about death instead of fear.   Then He called His boy home.  It was all part of His plan.
         
Jesus taught, “Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven” (Matthew 19:14).  I feel the time I spent with Israel was a little taste of heaven, and I know that Israel really is happy with Jesus now.  A favorite hymn states, “The errand of angels is given to women; and this is a gift that, as sisters, we claim” (As Sisters in Zion, LDS Hymnbook, 309).  I believe the Lord sends angels from both sides of the veil to help children.  How grateful I am that the Lord chose to place a young and inexperienced college sophomore into that boy’s life, and that He gave me wisdom beyond my own to act as an angel in preparing Israel for the next step in his journey.