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Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Daily Thoughts

In the Old Tetament I read that Jehu killed Joram. 2 Kgs. 9: 22-24 "And it came to pass, when Joram saw Jehu, that he said, Is it peace, Jehu? And he answered, What peace, so long as the whoredoms of thy mother Jezebel and her witchcrafts are so many? And Joram turned his hands, and fled, and said to Ahaziah, There is treachery, O Ahaziah. And Jehu drew a bow with his full strength, and smote Jehoram between his arms, and the arrow went out at his heart, and he sunk down in his chariot."

In the Book of Mormon I read that Ether gave great and marvelous prophecies but the people did not esteem him and cast him out so that he had to hide himself in the cavity of a rock by day and by night he went forth viewing what was going on so that he could write about it in his record, viewing the destructions that came upon the people. Ether 13: 13-14 "And I was about to write more, but I am forbidden; but great and marvelous were the prophecies of Ether; but they esteemed him as naught, and cast him out; and he hid himself in the cavity of a rock by day, and by night he went forth viewing the things which should come upon the people. And as he dwelt in the cavity of a rock he made the remainder of this record, viewing the destructions which came upon the people, by night."

A verse from a thought booklet tells us to bear one another's burdens. If someone we know is troubled, do we do our best to lighten their load? Are we willing to listen to them if they need to talk, pitch in and help them with tasks that seem overwhelming to them, or just let them know we're here for them in whatever they need? The thought that went with this, written by Tim Williams, says: There was a picture of Dr. Steve and his family on a table in the exam room where I was waiting for my annual physical. When Steve arrived in his white lab coat to begin the exam, I asked him how his children were doing. Steve told me that he had come home late one evening when everyone but his youngest son Matthew was downstairs. Even with his limited awareness of his dad's work, Matthew knew his father was having a really difficult time. Matthew didn't understand what a doctor gores through when a young patient dies, but he knew that his father had been sad all week. When Matthew came downstairs, he was proudly wearing his dad's much--too-large-for-him lab coat. "Look, Dad, I'm you!" Matthew said. "That's real cute, Matthew," Steve said absentmindedly. "No, Dad, you don't understand. Let me be you for a while. If I'm you, then you don't have to be!" Dear God, may I have the compassion to carry the burdens of those I love. Gal. 6: 2 "Bear ye one another's burdens, and so fulfil the law of Christ."

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