Spiritual Feast
Tis the season of feasting and we started our week with a
spiritual feast. Monday morning devotionals
are always inspiring, but this week especially so. It was presented by the Support Services Zone
where well over a hundred missionaries support paid employees with such tasks
as creating security cards, organizing interpreters, answering questions from
prospective senior couples, supporting humanitarian missionaries, maintaining
mineral and water rights on church property, overseeing Church farms and
ranches, reaching out to those who in correctional facilities, establishing indexing
programs in prisons…to name a few! Listening, I was overwhelmed by the magnitude
of the job--and magnitude of the blessings.
Especially touching, were the thoughts expressed by the elder who oversees
the outreach to correctional facilities.
Blessing broken lives.
Monday
evening, our MTC group gathered to hear Herbert Klopfer, a member of the Church
Music Committee and talented pianist. He
didn’t, however, speak about music, but about miracles. He was a young boy in Germany when Hitler
went to war. His father, forced to serve
in the German army, died in a Russian POW camp.
In 1950, he, along with his mother and brother escaped from East
Germany. Miracles and mercies. Find his story online.
Tuesday
morning, Elder Kevin Hamilton, a member of the seventy and chair of the Family
History Department spoke at Mission Conference.
He laid out the 125-year history of the department, filled with
challenges and changes. Boy, have we
seen both! I was particularly impressed that
he emphasized “all” in the mission statement: “We create inspiring experiences
that bring joy to all people as they discover, gather, and connect their
family…” Really? All? Latter-day Saints are a small fraction of the
world’s population. In answer, Elder
Hamilton quoted Boyd K. Packer, “If the numbers seem staggering, we will move
ahead. If the process is tedious, we will move ahead. If the records have been
lost, if the obstacles and opposition are overwhelming, we will move ahead
anyway. But now we must adopt a different attitude, different procedures, and
technology. We must redeem the dead, all of them, for we are commanded to do
it.”
Tuesday
morning, we watched Jaynie’s kids so she and Ki could go to the Temple. Thursday
afternoon, Jim watched Luke and Elle while Lindsey and I participated in
sealings. One name, one person at
time. That’s what it will take to reach all.
Friday
evening, we enjoyed the Bell Choir at Temple Square Holiday Concert in the
Tabernacle with Brent and Lindsey, Christopher and Melissa, Annette and
Bill. I’d like to know who can write
music for a bell choir? Seems so
intricate and complicated. Amazing.
Happy
Thanksgiving!
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