I just returned from 11 days in Northern England and Scotland. The 2nd trip (2017) there in addition to a trip to Southern England (2016) with my son, Steven and my mom. We visited locations that our ancestors had lived, been baptized, married, and died as well as Etzel Castle, once owned by the Lindsays.
I encouraged Steven to start blogging as he has so much information about history, geography, and in particular the United Kingdom and WW II. I spent the time while we were traveling, in the back seat while I let my mom take the navigator seat to help Steven as he drove. I read or listened to books including "Insights" about President Nielsen, a biography on Elder Eyring, "Isaiah for Dummies" by John Bytheway, and a bit of a book by Virginia Pearce. I felt that I pondered and replenished my spirit.
I have struggled to keep a journal consistently. Then after suggesting Steven blog, I thought with Kenzi graduating and moving out to go to college in a few months, Chalyse married and a baby on the way and Steven out on his own, and hopefully blogging, I thought why not set up pages for each of the kids so that we can share info as our family changes and grows.
I don't like being on Facebook. It makes me feel like I'm back in high school.
So with that intro - here is my journal of today's events. I think the posts will be daily, but succinct:
Today, I stocked us up on groceries, made CSE shakes for breakfast and CSE chowder for dinner. I spent some time on the yard, picked up items for the garden, and stuffed and addressed envelopes with Kenzi's graduation announcements. Trent got home from work with flowers and a cute shirt that reads: "Mom, Wife, Boss." He felt bad that he was too busy to talk to me when I called him to talk earlier and wanted me to feel special and loved. I am so grateful to be able to be home caring for my family. One of the things I read while on my trip was from Elder Eyring about his father:
"Let me
encourage you by telling you a story. It was told to me by my father. He
told it with the intent to chuckle at himself. It was a story about his
trying to do his duty, just the way you try to do your duty.
Now
you have to know a little bit about my father. His name was Henry
Eyring, like mine. He had done some of the things students of this
university are preparing to be able to do. His work in chemistry was
substantial enough to bring the honors some of you will someday have,
but he was still a member of a ward of the Church with his duty to do.
To appreciate this story, you have to realize that it occurred when he
was nearly eighty and had bone cancer. He had bone cancer so badly in
his hips that he could hardly move. The pain was great.
Dad was
the senior high councilor in his stake with the responsibility for the
welfare farm. An assignment was given to weed a field of onions, so Dad
assigned himself to go work on the farm.
Dad never told me how
hard it was, but I have met several people who were with him that day. I
talked to one of them on the phone the other night to check the story.
The one I talked to said that he was weeding in the row next to Dad
through much of the day. He told me the same thing that others who were
there that day have told me. He said that the pain was so great that Dad
was pulling himself along on his stomach with his elbows. He couldn’t
kneel. The pain was too great for him to kneel. Everyone who has talked
to me has remarked how Dad smiled, and laughed, and talked happily with
them as they worked in that field of onions.
Now, this is the joke
Dad told me on himself, afterward. He said he was there at the end of
the day. After all the work was finished and the onions were all weeded,
someone asked him, “Henry, good heavens! You didn’t pull
those weeds, did you? Those weeds were sprayed two days ago, and they were going to die anyway.”
Dad
just roared. He thought that was the funniest thing. He thought it was a
great joke on himself. He had worked through the day in the wrong
weeds. They had been sprayed and would have died anyway.
When Dad
told me this story, I knew how tough it was. So I said to him, “Dad, how
could you make a joke out of that? How could you take it so
pleasantly?”
He said something to me that I will never forget, and I hope you won’t. He said, “Hal, I wasn’t there for the weeds.”
Now,
you’ll be in an onion patch much of your life. So will I. It will be
hard to see the powers of heaven magnifying us or our efforts. It may
even be hard to see our work being of any value at all. And sometimes
our work won’t go well.
But you didn’t come for the weeds. You
came for the Savior. And if you pray, and if you choose to be clean, and
if you choose to follow God’s servants, you will be able to work and
wait long enough to bring down the powers of heaven.
Don’t worry
too much about the apparent conflict between your scholarly ambitions
and doing your duty to God as a humble Latter-day Saint. Both take
diligence and enough humility to endure not having things go your way.
But the rewards are far different, far greater.
I was with Dad in
the White House in Washington, D.C., the morning he got the National
Medal of Science from the president of the United States. I missed the
days when he got all the other medals and prizes. But, oh, how I’d like
to be with him on the morning he gets the prize he won for his days in
the onion patches. He was there to wait on the Lord. And you and I can
do that, too. We could wait on the Lord tonight.
I pray that we will, tonight, tomorrow, and on and on. Then maybe we can hear this said of us:
And
now, my son, I trust that I shall have great joy in you, because of
your steadiness and your faithfulness unto God; for as you have
commenced in your youth to look to the Lord your God, even so I hope
that you will continue in keeping his commandments; for blessed is he
that endureth to the end. [Alma 38:2]
My brothers and sisters,
tonight I have talked about the little I know about waiting upon the
Lord. I have given some examples of prayer, of choosing to be as far on
the Lord’s side as you can get, of listening to the Brethren and trying
to hear in their voices the voice of the Lord. If you will think about
it, you will realize that for me to tell you too many details of what
you ought to do is itself not wise, because you should wait upon the
Lord to find out for yourself.
Now I would like to tell you what I
plan to do. You will each make your own application plan. I have some
little cards. I am going to carry with me 2 Nephi 32:9. And the next
time I get asked by a bishop or my quorum leader to do something, here
is what I am going to try to remember. Could you remember this?
But
behold, I say unto you that ye must pray always, and not faint; that ye
must not perform any thing unto the Lord save in the first place ye
shall pray unto the Father in the name of Christ, that he will
consecrate thy performance unto thee, that thy performance may be for
the welfare of thy soul. [2 Nephi 32:9]
Now here is my plan.
Next time I decide to do something, I think I will ask in prayer,
“Heavenly Father, is this what the Lord would have me do?” And I think I
will wait upon the Lord until I know. Then I might say, “Please, while I
am working at it, can I remember that I am doing it for the Lord?” I
promise you that if you will be patient and diligent, you will have a
blessing come to you that you will know that you are doing what the Lord
would have you do. And you can be blessed to remember that while you
are in that onion patch, you are not there for the weeds. That will be
important sometimes when the weeds don’t come out easily. You can feel
the approval of God.
But they that wait upon the Lord shall
renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they
shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. [Isaiah 40:31]
Dad
never got better. He just got worse. So you might say, “Well, he waited
upon the Lord, but he couldn’t run and he couldn’t walk.” But that was
true only in this life. There will be a day for you and me when,
whatever difficulties and limitations we have here, we will have that
promise fulfilled for us. We will be lifted up as on eagles’ wings, and
it will be those who have waited upon the Lord.
I pray you might
know that this is the Church of Jesus Christ. He is the head of it. He
is our master. We serve him. We wait upon him. I bear you my testimony
that there is a prophet called of God. Those who lead you in the kingdom
are called of God.
You can by faithful service wait upon the
Lord. I pray that you will do your duty. I promise you that is the path
of safety. I pray that God will give you the power that you might do it
always, in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.
Henry B. Eyring
was the first counselor in the Presiding Bishopric of The Church of
Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints when this fireside address was given
at Brigham Young University on 30 September 1990.
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