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As an investigator attending Elder’s Quorum. I often heard about assignments called “Home Teaching.” It seemed a bit different and I did not quite understand what it was about. I began looking into what is entailed in home teaching and I came across an article: Confessions of a Halfhearted Home Teacher
As a new member and Aaronic Priesthood holder in the Church, I have found Doctrine and Covenants, Chapter 20 (D&C:20) to be very useful in instilling an enthusiastic urge in performing the duties that I have. Two verses that really stick out me are:
The priests duty is to preach, teach, expound, exhort, and baptize, and administer the sacrament, And visit the house of each member, and exhort them to pray vocally and in secret and attend to all family duties. (D&C 20:46-47)
Another two verses that jump out at me are:
And see that there is no iniquity in the church, neither hardness with each other, neither lying, backbiting, nor evil speaking; And see that the church meet together often, and also see that all the members do their duty. (D&C 20:54-55)
I have been blessed with being able to perform most of my duties in my short time that I’ve been a member. Specifically: baptize, administer the sacrament (passing and preparing – I am privileged to bless sacrament in two weeks!), and home teaching. Taking part in these ordinances gives me a tremendous feeling of joy!
This evening, I had the opportunity to meet with the family I was assigned to “home teach” with my new companion. It was a wonderful experience. I was a bit anxious to go to my first home teaching but it went great. I got to meet and learn about a new family that just moved in to my ward and more about my home teaching companion. I had the chance to teach a gospel principal and hopefully leave an impression on the family for the month.
As we were walking to the house of the family we were to home teach, I let my companion know that I have never done it before. He explained to me how the purpose of home teaching is to get to know the family, letting the family get to know you and get them comfortable for asking for any type of help when needed. This reminded me of the scripture in the Book of Mormon that greatly impressed me when I was investigating the church. This verse is about Alma preaching to people in the wilderness:
And it came to pass that he said unto them: Behold, here are the waters of Mormon (for thus were they called) and now, as ye are desirous to come into the fold of God, and to be called his people, and are willing to bear one another’s burdens, that they may be light (Mosiah 18:8)
“…willing to bear one another’s burdens, that they may be light.” What a powerful concept that I observe in this church every day.
As I saw for myself, home teaching is an important component to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. It teaches something to the families and also teaches the teacher. It lets us get to know each other, it allows us strengthen each other and it allows us to “watch over the church” just as this verse in Doctrine and Covenants says:
The teacher’s duty is to watch over the church always, and be with and strengthen them. (D&C 20:53)
I cannot wait to do it again.
I remember attending my first Priesthood Meeting the first time I went to the LDS Church. The opening hymn that was sung was “I Am a Child of God.” (Song 301 in the Hymn Book) It was amazing to hear an entire room singing this. The words to the song ran true in my soul.
I have since discovered that this song, one of my most favorite songs, could be categorized as a song for Children. Which just makes me laugh. It makes me laugh at the fact that even though I have been on this earth long enough to not be considered one, I indeed am. We all are, young or old, a child of God.
This brings me to the topic of the Plan of Salvation. The Plan of Salvation is a great plan prepared by our Father in Heaven. For he loved us so much, he wanted to give us everything that he had. As his Spirit Children he gave us the choice to come to earth, receive mortal bodies as he did, and return to live with Him and our families in the life to come. It is amazing to think of how our own father on earth loves us. Then, to think of how our Heavenly Father, a perfect being, can love us beyond our comprehension.
I am also grateful for the atonement of Jesus Christ, which is the center to the plan of salvation. Through the atonement of Jesus Christ, I can be forgiven for my sins. I admit, I am a child that needs much work and makes mistakes. Even so, I am unconditionally loved. And my sins, forgiven when I repent.
It was amazing to learn about the Plan of Salvation. Learning about it answers the common questions that everyone has:
- Where did we come from?
- What is the purpose of life?
- Where do we go when we die?
Knowing about the Plan of Salvation has brought me happiness and peace like I never knew it before.
The foundation of my newly found faith lies in receiving answers to three critical questions that we are encouraged to ask when investigating the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
- Is the Book of Mormon true?
- Was Joseph Smith a true prophet of God?
- Is this church the right and true church?
Very simple questions that yield very powerful results. In my opinion, answers can come in many ways:
- Feeling the Spirit.
- A thought that just clicks and makes sense in your mind.
- An event that happens and triggers a sense that you just received your answer.
- A faint whisper in your ear.
- It could be anything, actually.
It could be very obvious. It could very subtle.
The best way to receive an answer is to prepare yourselves to be more attentive.
- Pray often and throughout the day.
- Study. Read the Bible and Book of Mormon often. At least once a day. Before studying, pray to Heavenly Father that you may understand the things you will read. After reading the Bible and Book of Mormon, pray again to know if the things you have read is true. Specifically ask if the Book of Mormon is true. Specifically ask if Joseph Smith was a true prophet of God. Specifically ask if the church you are investigating is true. Wait, listen.
- Attend Church.
- Ask any question that comes to your mind to your missionaries or Mormon friends. (ALL questions are welcomed and there is an answer for EVERYTHING!)
- Fast and Pray.
- Begin obeying the Words of Wisdom.
In the New Testament of the King James Bible, the book of James, Chapter 1, Verses 5 through 7 state:
“If any of you lack wisdom let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him.
But let him ask in faith, nothing wavering. For he that wavereth is like a wave of the sea driven with the wind and tossed.
For let not that man think that he shall receive any thing of the Lord.” (James 1:5-7)
What the above verses mean is that if you ask Heavenly Father with absolute faith, believing you will absolutely receive an answer, and that you sincerely intend to act after receiving an answer then you will receive one. It seems easy enough but it was difficult for me. Only through prayer, sincere study, and honestly wanting to know the truth; was my answer received.
In the Book of Mormon, the Book of Moroni, Chapter 10, Verses 3 through 5 state:
“Behold, I would exhort you that when ye shall read these things, if it be wisdom in God that ye should read them, that ye would remember how merciful the Lord hath been unto the children of men, from the creation of Adam even down until the time that ye shall receive these things, and ponder it in your hearts.
And when ye shall receive these things, I would exhort you that ye would ask God, the Eternal Father, in the name of Christ, if these things are not true; and if ye shall ask with a sincere heart, with real intent, having faith in Christ, he will manifest the truth of it unto you, by the power of the Holy Ghost.
And by the power of the Holy Ghost ye may know the truth of all things.” (Moroni 10:3-5)
These wise words changed my life.
I admit, I tried a few years prior, but maybe for a few days and I also had my doubts as well. The next time I tried, I studied, I prayed and I had patience to kept at it.
One night after studying what the missionaries have given me, my wife and I got on our knees and I prayed. I prayed to know if the Book of Mormon was true. I prayed to know if Joseph Smith was a true prophet of God. I prayed to know if the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints was the true church and the right one to join. After the prayer, I waited. About five seconds later I had the chills, a feeling of overwhelming happiness and I began to cry.
Without a doubt, the Holy Ghost just gave witness to me of the things I asked.
This testimony is the foundation of my faith. All other things are built upon the fact that I asked and received an answer.
Not a day goes by when I am forever thankful for the work that missionaries do. As young adults that are just beginning their lives, they put their lives on hold to spread truth and answers. It is admirable how missionaries put Heavenly Father first before everything else. They truly “seek…first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness.” (Matthew 6:33; 3 Nephi 13:33) If it were not for them, I don’t believe I would be where I am today with my faith. It was with the help of LDS Families and the missionaries unselfishly spending time with my wife and I, that we were able to find the truth in things ourselves.
After our first lesson, we were asked to attend church. As a timid investigator, I was weary about attending a new church with tons of strangers. I asked my friend Mike to accompany me to church the first time so I could “hide behind him.” Visiting church for the first time was like coming home for the first time. Everyone was happy to see me. Everyone greeted me and made me feel welcomed. The friendliness and helpfulness of everyone actually made an impact and everlasting impression. The chapel was humble in the way it was decorated. The way they conducted Sacrament meeting was simple. It was amazing and very different than how I remembered things in a Catholic church. Things just felt right: the place, the people and the things they were doing.
It makes me realize the important role every member of the Church carries: being a missionary. I believe that there are so many people in our lives that are waiting for the gospel and I am thankful for my friends, the families and the missionaries for setting the example for myself. The power of pure example is amazing. Besides speaking about gospel, with the countenance and way you present yourself can speak a million words. I only hope that I can set a similar example in which I have observed. I can only hope for the many opportunities to help other people learn more about the full gospel of Jesus Christ as I have.
This is first entry of what I hope will be hundreds, if not thousands of entries in this blog.
This is a blog about faith. My faith. A journal for my family, friends and strangers to read.
This is how I remember it. I would say it all began back in High School. The first few weeks of my Sophomore year at a brand-new High School. I don’t quite remember how it began but I started playing hacky sack with two guys. One of which would become very close friends through the years. His name was Mike. Oh yeah, he was Mormon too.
He was an ordinary boy. He had the heart of a kind spirit which you couldn’t really tell at times.
Three years went by and it was time for me to graduate. I thought I probably wouldn’t see him again because we only really hung out at school. I was wrong.
The following school year, I found myself working at a start-up internet company. There were a few people from my High School that were recruited to work there. I saw a few old faces and one day Mike showed up for a job. I spoke with him before he interviewed for the job. I had some clout with the boss so I really talked him up. He was hired that day.
It was fun and like old times. We got to work together and hang out again. Mike didn’t really change from high school. He was still brazen in his humor and the typical teenager.
About a year later we parted paths again. I left to go work for another start-up internet company a few weeks before it was sold. He left to go work at another place as well.
About a year later, our paths crossed again. We began working for another internet start-up. It was fun working with him again. We also began working on our own internet business, while doing our day jobs as well.
Plans were going good. We were working all weekend when one night another friend stopped by to visit. His name is Sam.
Somehow we began talking about life. (Actually they did, I pretty much tuned them out.) The gist of the conversation was “how doing things right was easier.” Shortcuts, although easy, were always more difficult in the long run. Things came back to you one way or the other.
I remember tuning out most of the conversation. They were talking so much I offered to take them on a little drive. We drove to the lake and basked in the darkness and light of the stars.
Before I realized it, something happened and clicked in Mike’s mind:
Doing things right was easier.
Shortcuts in life were not.
After driving back to my apartment. Mike left for home enlightened. Sam left as well, satisfied in having the conversation.
The next few days was like a whirlwind. Mike left living at his friends to go back home! He also quit working on creating our own business. He began reading and studying the Bible and Book of Mormon. He talked to his Bishop. He was going through a process that I did not understand. About six months later, he went on his mission.
Wow. Where did that come from? It was amazing how he just left. I was happy for him. A little weirded out, but happy that he was happy.
Two years goes by and I get a call from him. He was on his way home from his mission. I remember visiting him at his parents home the night he arrived back in town.
There he was. A lot skinner than I remembered him. A lot more taller than I remembered him. A lot more strange than I remembered him.
One thing that really stood out was he was using words and phrases like “trash” in place of “shit.” This coming from a guy that used a lot more colorful words in the past.
I offered him a job at my established internet company when he came back. He accepted.
There were a lot of things that I noticed when he came back:
He had an unbelievable drive to get things done.
He was very motivated and positive.
He was also very religious. He would pray before we ate lunch. He would talk often of religion.
Most importantly: He was happy! He was at peace! He acted like he knew his part in the world.
We parted ways again after a few months. My internet company wasn’t doing well at the time and Mike left to go work for another start-up. I struggled for a few more months before deciding to get a job at another start-up internet company. We parted ways again.
I remember instant messaging Mike one day, telling him about a job I found in the online classifieds. He was also looking for a new job. It turned out we were looking at the same job. When we came to the realization that we were both applying for the same job, we laughed and told each other we would recommend each other.
The job interview was scheduled 30 minutes apart in time and a street down from one another. I interviewed first and things went well. I acknowledged that Mike was applying for the same job I was and recommended him. (I also felt bad my internet company never really helped him.) Mike went on his interview after mine down the street and he acknowledged that I was applying for the same job and he recommended me. (He pointed out I had a family to take care of and really needed the money.) Even though we were interviewing for the same job, we were both hired.
The latest internet company ended up doing very well. I enjoyed working with Mike every day. It was like old times again until he decided to leave two years later to try his own business at real estate. (Are you starting to see a pattern here?)
He tried at it for six months and then asked to have his old job back.
All the while, while knowing Mike after he came back on his mission he made a large impression on me. The way he carried himself had changed. He was someone that I looked up to. He told me bits and pieces about his faith. I had seen the change in his life. My interests were peaked. We began talking more and more about his religion, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He saw enough interest in me that he submitted my name to the Mormon Missionaries.
I always jokingly tell him at work: “It’s all your fault, Mike!”