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This video makes me happy.  This describes how a person nestles securely into the wagon box, and continues on their journey over the bumps of life, with the Savior.

WAGON BOX: Our ship.   Our safe container is our Savior’s Love. We enter the boat with Him and complete our journey “with Him”.  Our box must be tight so when we cross over the rivers of life it will float and not sink.

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Opposition that preceded

Opposition that preceded what?  

Is it right that an experience is made more wonderful because of the opposition that precedes it?  This video is representative of the opposition that the church went through when it was first organized, and I look at the number of temples on the earth now, and how well attended they are, which is reflective of the faithfulness of the members of the church, and it looks pretty wonderful to me.    Right now, today, I think I am having opposition.  Can I rejoice and say, “oh goodie, something wonderful is just around the corner”, or should I let myself be overcome with despair?

I think the theory that I described a couple of posts back, that states more or less, when you are faced with opposition you can either let it crush you, or else you can have the attitude that something wonderful is around the corner, be it tomorrow, next year, or ten years down the road.  The opposite can be true though.  When wonderful things happen one after another for an endless span of time we might use that time as a preparation time for the trial around the corner.

Life is made up of blessings and trials.  They connect to each other, and together make us stronger, and happy.  They increase our gratitude, and our testimony.  I am thankful for both.  I can tell when I need a trial in my life, and know when I need the Lord’s blessings.  Often they both come at the same time.  If they didn’t we couldn’t bear up under the pressure.

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On both sides of the family from our son’s wedding there was opposition striking its ugly head, trying to break into our plans and destroy, but this young couple had heaven on their side.   How do I know that?  I am spiritually sensitive and can sense when heaven is helping out.  I can sense the presence of ministring angels, and understand their purpose and calling, and when close loved ones are in heaven, of a temple ready and worthy couple, when the family is sealed for eternity in the temple, and have the right to attend, they are permitted to work along with us, even though we don’t know they are there.

What do I mean by opposition then, and why am I so hesitant to describe it? Why can I see the humor, rather than the seriousness of the situation?  Why do I recognize it as opposition, and credit satan, yet recognize his efforts were just a mild example of humor.  He had been closed out of this experience, yet groped for any straw he could get ahold of to cause trouble.

A family softball tournament was going on for the 1st of July (Canada’s 4th).  A Police car appeared on the scene with youngest member of family “jailed” in the back seat.  There had been a murder in a neighboring town the previous day, and a car full of teen age boys were driving through town with their doors open, acting stupid, and the police saw them and over reacted.  Other family members at the ball game were not impressed, and as any loyal big sister would do, stood as defense of their younger brother, causing a bit of a scene for the fans, who would have also jumped in for his defense, knowing the young man.

My dh was hauling a load of dry wall scraps and other junk from next door from my daughter’s new house.  Several little kids were sitting in the garage watching their grandpa, when suddenly one grandson burst into our home screaming, “Grandpa tipped the dump truck over”.  Sure enough, there he was, it tipped on its side on a little hill on their driveway.   He had the window unrolled, and where the window was, there was a little space, and since it didn’t look like the truck could tip any further, he crawled out of the truck, unhurt.  Unfortunately in the tipping his ribs broke the window roller knob off, and it broke three of his ribs.  He was in terrible pain, three days before our son’s wedding, and had to take pain killers for comfort, which caused other complications, that evidenced themselves the morning of the wedding, so the Doctor called him into the hospital for relief.  He suffered all morning, sending me home to get myself ready, and asking me to bring his clothes in there to him.  In the shuffle, we made it to the wedding just five minutes late, but they waited for us.  They let him shower and shave in the hospital, but he didn’t comb his hair.  He was feeling much better, and survived the day’s events marvellously after that, with a little care.

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The temple ceremony was wonderful, with just our immediate families present.  It was quiet, and spiritual.

That night we held an outdoor reception, and the weather was perfect.  We had a roast beef supper.  Favors were little bags of yellow cotton candy, passed out by the little flower girls dressed in their tutus.  The Raymond Canadians played dance music throughout, and what a party!  Ice Cream slurpies were passed around to everyone later on, and it was super.   But it was a little late starting, and we didn’t know why till later.  Somebody who had used the ovens in the church before we did dripped grease on the bottom, and when they were turned on, they burst into flames.  When the bride and groom arrived all they could see was smoke in the kitchen.  Quick thinking men hauled the ovens outside, and they cleaned them good, then returned them, and they went to work heating the food for the supper.

Everything went well in spite of the opposition that preceded it.  In fact it was marvelous, and couldn’t have been nicer.  It felt like we had help from the other side, as we sailed through the event.  Satan was pouting because we got another couple married worthily in the temple.  We have started another strong family, and there is nothing the adversary hates more than that.   We are celebrating!

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Are we pioneers?

 

Now I was a single mother of six young children. I frequently felt overwhelmed by the constant workload, financial worries, and endless decisions involved in my efforts to be both mother and father with no extended family to give me relief or support.
As I sat at the table pleading with the Lord for His help and mercy, the Holy Ghost opened to my view a beautiful and comforting manifestation of the Savior’s love. I was able to see the money owed for household expenses with a new perspective as the sacred priorities of life were brought to my remembrance. I knew that our Heavenly Father wanted me to have the blessings promised to those who faithfully paid tithes and offerings. I also knew that tithe paying should be a joyful act of love, devoid of fear and worry.
As the Spirit of the Lord filled me, I found myself bearing testimony of convictions I had long held firm and sacred. My voice broke the silence of the kitchen as I declared that I would rather lose the water source to my house than lose the living water offered by the Savior. I would rather have no food on our table than be without the Bread of Life. I would prefer to endure the darkness and discomfort of no electricity than to forfeit the Light of Christ in my life. I would rather abide with my children in a tent than relinquish my privilege of entering the house of the Lord.
The burden of worry immediately lifted. My love for the Lord overcame the weakness generated by my fears. Our Heavenly Father is our deliverer, our benefactor, and our protector. He truly does supply all our needs. His promises are sure and unfailing. He commands us to pay tithing on our increase so that He may shower down blessings from heaven—including peace of mind, freedom from worldly and material worry, and confidence in His holy name.

I’ve learned that 8 is a breeze.  Try 23, all under the age of 10, at the same time, after a rain.  I still haven’t cleaned up after the mud.

I read something the other day that pretty much expresses exactly how I feel, only in different words:

“Now I was a single mother of six young children. I frequently felt overwhelmed by the constant workload, financial worries, and endless decisions involved in my efforts to be both mother and father with no extended family to give me relief or support.

As I sat at the table pleading with the Lord for His help and mercy, the Holy Ghost opened to my view a beautiful and comforting manifestation of the Savior’s love. I was able to see the money owed for household expenses with a new perspective as the sacred priorities of life were brought to my remembrance. I knew that our Heavenly Father wanted me to have the blessings promised to those who faithfully paid tithes and offerings. I also knew that tithe paying should be a joyful act of love, devoid of fear and worry.

As the Spirit of the Lord filled me, I found myself bearing testimony of convictions I had long held firm and sacred. My voice broke the silence of the kitchen as I declared that I would rather lose the water source to my house than lose the living water offered by the Savior. I would rather have no food on our table than be without the Bread of Life. I would prefer to endure the darkness and discomfort of no electricity than to forfeit the Light of Christ in my life. I would rather abide with my children in a tent than relinquish my privilege of entering the house of the Lord.

The burden of worry immediately lifted. My love for the Lord overcame the weakness generated by my fears. Our Heavenly Father is our deliverer, our benefactor, and our protector. He truly does supply all our needs. His promises are sure and unfailing. He commands us to pay tithing on our increase so that He may shower down blessings from heaven—including peace of mind, freedom from worldly and material worry, and confidence in His holy name.”

I would rather be in the presence of children, than have everything done.  Children are a gift from God.  Grandchildren grow up way too fast.  I enjoy every moment with them that I can.  Once they reach the age of 12, they get too busy to come and visit.  Of course maybe not.  When cousins are the same age, the group will probably always like to gather. 

Aren’t we all pioneers when it comes to raising the next generation?  And with the attitude expressed by this single young mother, we’ll garner the courage to make it,  no matter what comes our way.

I think this should be filed under “teepee”.

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The anticipated experience, which took place last night, once again proved that the  opposition that preceded it was  an indication of how wonderful it was going to be.

Suffice it to say that I DO believe committees in heaven work closely with committees on earth.  My conviction of this has been magnified after witnessing what happened yesterday.   It is like singing in the choir, and knowing there must have been a choir of angels singing along with you, making the performance spectacular.  But the stage has to be set, and covenants must be valued.   Principle must meet practice, and then heaven joins in the celebration of marriage.

This I’ll file under axle.   “There is lift in opposition” (a talk by Russell M. Nelson)

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