Learn to Recognize the promptings of the Spirit.
This is the title of some of my study this morning. I read my short chapter in the Book of Mormon
and was then guided to read a Patriarchal Blessing of one of my troubled
children. What amazing blessings this
girl has been given – based upon her faithfulness.
As I read her blessing, I felt a sense of comfort. There is a way back for her and she has been
given the gifts to find it. I must have
the faith to trust in this plan.
I studied from Preaching of My Gospel. I’ve decided to start where I stopped. That seems a smart thing. The challenge posed was to think of times I
have experienced any of the feelings, thoughts or impressions described in the
scriptures mentioned. I will never
forget the first time I actively chose to fast and pray for the Spirit to bear
witness to me of the truth of the gospel.
I’m not certain what I was expecting.
I did as a SS teacher had taught.
I went home after SS and had prayer for a witness. I was fasting already. I read scriptures and pondered and then fell
asleep. When I awoke, I was aghast that
nothing had happened. You see, I was
scheduled to receive my own endowment in just three days! Why had the Lord not given me my
witness? I intended to bear my testimony
when I went to sacrament meeting later that afternoon. How could I do so when I had not received my
witness? I sat in Fast and Testimony
meeting feeling somewhat saddened, but when the time came, I could not stay off
my feet. I stood to bear my testimony
and told myself to be careful of what I say because I had not received a
witness, as I had supposed. As soon as I
stood up, I said “I know my Savior lives.”
As soon as I said those words, the most amazing feeling enveloped me
that this experience has been my moment I return to as was spoken to Oliver
Cowdery in D&C 6. The Lord had
spoken to me via a burning in my bosom that grew more intense with each thing I
bore witness to as truth. I cried. I knew, and I knew the Lord had given me this
witness. I will never forget that
feeling. I have had this feeling since,
but never as intense as that one time.
Whenever I become a little shakey in my faith, I return to this
experience and am given courage to keep on keeping on.
Did I feel feelings of love?
Absolutely! I was in awe at how
much the Lord loves me. At that time in
my life I was still quite fresh from having lived a life unbecoming a
daughter of God. Did I feel joy? It was indescribable joy that nearly consumed
me. It was probably the shortest
testimony of my entire life. Has the
Spirit given me patience? Well, I get
impatient, but I’m amazed at how patient I can be when I know I am being
tested. Meekness? What is meekness? Webster says: enduring injury with patience
and without resentment. Submissive,
moderate (not violent or strong). Okay,
maybe it’s a work in progress. I see
improvement. I would like to think I’m
more gentle than I use to be. I know my
faith is strong and that I have hope. It
is that hope that grounds me in the troubled times we are going through. I know life is a process and we are all
processing – including my own children.
So my instructions from my study this morning? I need to listen more carefully for the
Spirit to speak to me. It is in the
quiet of the morning and during the day.
I have prayed to be the answer to someone’s prayer today. I need to listen carefully for that
prompting. Currently, I am so consumed
with the cares of my own family that I don’t reach out as I use to and
definitely as I should. I will do better.

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