Sunday, November 15, 2009

God is Love

God Is Love

Earth, with her ten thousand flow’rs,

Air, with all its beams and show’rs,
Heaven’s infinite expanse,
Sea’s resplendent countenance—
All around and all above
Bear this record: God is love. Sounds among the vales and hills,

In the woods and by the rills,
Of the breeze and of the bird,
By the gentle murmur stirred—
Sacred songs, beneath, above,
Have one chorus: God is love.

All the hopes that sweetly start
From the fountain of the heart,
All the bliss that ever comes
To our earthly human homes,
All the voices from above
Sweetly whisper: God is love.

Text: Thomas R. Taylor, 1807–1835

Music: Thomas C. Griggs, 1845–1903

"But I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things."

~Vincent van Gogh,

Dear Theo: An Autobiography of Vincent van Gogh, 1937

"Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person

is essential to your own."

~Robert Heinlein

Sunday, November 8, 2009

the joy of service


If I have been of service, if I have glimpsed more of the

nature and essence of ultimate good, if I am inspired to

reach wider horizons of thought and action, if I am at

peace with myself, it has been a successful day.

Have I Done Any Good?

Have I done any good in the world today?
Have I helped anyone in need?
Have I cheered up the sad and made someone feel glad?
If not, I have failed indeed.
Has anyone’s burden been lighter today
Because I was willing to share?
Have the sick and the weary been helped on their way?
When they needed my help was I there?

Then wake up and do something more
Than dream of your mansion above.
Doing good is a pleasure, a joy beyond measure,
A blessing of duty and love.

There are chances for work all around just now,
Opportunities right in our way.
Do not let them pass by, saying, “Sometime I’ll try,”
But go and do something today.
’Tis noble of man to work and to give;
Love’s labor has merit alone.
Only he who does something helps others to live.
To God each good work will be known.

Text and music: Will L. Thompson, 1847–1909, alt.

Lose yourself in generous service and every day can be a most unusual day,

a triumphant day, an abundantly rewarding day!

William Arthur Ward

Therefore, O ye that embark in the service of God, see that ye serve him

with all your heart, might, mind and strength.....

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Now Let Us Rejoice

Now let us rejoice in the day of salvation.
No longer as strangers on earth need we roam.
Good tidings are sounding to us and each nation,
And shortly the hour of redemption will come,
When all that was promised the Saints will be given,
And none will molest them from morn until ev'n,
And earth will appear as the Garden of Eden,
And Jesus will say to all Israel, "Come home."

We'll love one another and never dissemble
But cease to do evil and ever be one.
And when the ungodly are fearing and tremble,
We'll watch for the day when the Savior will come,
When all that was promised the Saints will be given,
And none will molest them from morn until ev'n,
And earth will appear as the Garden of Eden,
And Jesus will say to all Israel, "Come home."

In faith we'll rely on the arm of Jehovah
To guide thru these last days of trouble and gloom,
And after the scourges and harvest are over,
We'll rise with the just when the Savior doth come.
Then all that was promised the Saints will be given,
And they will be crown'd with the angels of heav'n,
And earth will appear as the Garden of Eden,
And Christ and his people will ever be one.

Text: William W. Phelps

Sunday, October 25, 2009

A Brighter dawn is Breaking

A brighter dawn is breaking,
And earth with praise is waking;
For Thou, O King, most highest,
The power of death defiest.

And Thou hast come victorious,
With risen body glorious,
Who now forever livest,
And life abundant givest.

O free the world from blindness,
And fill the world with kindness,
Give sinners resurrection,
Bring striving to perfection.

In sickness give us healing,
In doubt Thy clear revealing,
That praise to Thee be given
In earth as in Thy Heaven.

While he yet spake, behold, a bright cloud overshadowed them:
and behold a voice out of the cloud, which said,
This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased;
hear ye him.

I pray that the brightness of the Son

will shine forth in my life,

that I can be the kind of daughter/sister/woman

He will be proud of.

Better keep yourself clean and bright. You are the window through which you must see the world.

George Bernard Shaw

Sunday, October 18, 2009

New Eyes

"Living is being born slowly.
It would be a little too easy if we could borrow ready-made souls."
~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful:
The Lord God made them all.

Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colors,
He made their tiny wings.

The purple headed mountains,
The river running by,
The sunset and the morning
That brightens up the sky.

The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one.

The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows where we play,
The rushes by the water,
To gather every day.

He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.

"Upturned toward the sun, eyes closed.
That color and warmth I see and feel is the soul on fire. "
~Jeb Dickerson

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Instruments in God's Hands

We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence...
We need silence to be able to touch souls.

Mother Teresa

If any man serve me, let him follow me; and where I am, there shall also my servant be: if any man serve me, him will my Father honour.

Savior, may I learn to love thee,
Walk the path that thou hast shown,
Pause to help and lift another,
Finding strength beyond my own.
Savior, may I learn to love thee-
Lord, I would follow thee.

Who am I to judge another
When I walk imperfectly?
In the quiet heart is hidden
Sorrow that the eye can't see.
Who am I to judge another?
Lord, I would follow thee.

I would be my brother's keeper;
I would learn the healer's art.
To the wounded and the weary
I would show a gentle heart.
I would be my brother's keeper-
Lord, I would follow thee.

Savior, may I love my brother
As I know thou lovest me,
Find in thee my strength, my beacon,
For thy servant I would be.
Savior, may I love my brother-
Lord, I would follow thee.

Text: Susan Evans McCloud

Monday, October 5, 2009

D&C 93: 2, 9, 28
And that I am the true light that lighteth every man that cometh into the world;
• • •
The light and the Redeemer of the world; the Spirit of truth, who came into the world, because the world was made by him, and in him was the life of men and the light of men.
• • •
He that keepeth his commandments receiveth truth and light, until he is glorified in truth and knoweth all things.

I know that my Redeemer lives.
What comfort this sweet message gives.
He lives, He lives who once was dead.
He lives.

Sunday, July 12, 2009


Fill Thou My Life

Words: Horatius Bonar
Music: Gesangbuch der Herzogl

Fill Thou my life, O Lord my God,
In every part with praise,
That my whole being may proclaim
Thy being and Thy ways.
Not for the lip of praise alone,
Nor e’en the praising heart
I ask, but for a life made up
Of praise in every part!

Praise in the common words I speak,
Life’s common looks and tones,
In fellowship in hearth and board
With my belovèd ones;
Not in the temple crowd alone
Where holy voices chime,
But in the silent paths of earth,
The quiet rooms of time.

Fill every part of me with praise;
Let all my being speak
Of Thee and of Thy love, O Lord,
Poor though I be, and weak.
So shalt Thou, Lord, from me, e’en me,
Receive the glory due;
And so shall I begin on earth
The song forever new.

So shall each fear, each fret, each care
Be turned into a song,
And every winding of the way
The echo shall prolong;
So shall no part of day or night
From sacredness be free;
But all my life, in every step
Be fellowship with Thee.

Peace is more than a lofty ideal. It is a practical principle that, with conscious effort, can become a normal part of our lives as we deal with matters both large and small.

"Peace Within"

Joseph B. Wirthlin, Ensign, May 1991, 36–38

"Fear not to do good, my sons, for whatsoever ye sow, that shall ye also reap; therefore, if ye sow good ye shall also reap good for your reward.

"Therefore, fear not, little flock; do good; let earth and hell combine against you, for if ye are built upon my rock, they cannot prevail.

"Behold, I do not condemn you; go your ways and sin no more; perform with soberness the work which I have commanded you.

"Look unto me in every thought; doubt not, fear not.

"Behold the wounds which pierced my side, and also the prints of the nails in my hands and feet; be faithful, keep my commandments, and ye shall inherit the kingdom of heaven"

 (D&C 6:33–37).

Sunday, July 5, 2009

the dark and the light, light will prevail

When you have come to the edge
Of all light that you know
And are about to drop off into the darkness
Of the unknown,
 Faith is knowing
One of two things will happen:
There will be something solid to stand on or
You will be taught to fly

Patrick Overton

God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.

~unknown source

For light I go directly to the Source of light, not to any of the reflections.

 Peace Pilgrim 

   And that I am the true light that lighteth every man that cometh into the world;

   In him was life; and the life was the light of men.
  And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.

Be Still My Soul

Be still, my soul: The Lord is on thy side;
With patience bear thy cross of grief or pain.
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In ev'ry change he faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul: Thy best, thy heav'nly Friend
Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still, my soul: Thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as he has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: The waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.

 Be still, my soul: The hour is hast'ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul: When change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

Text: Katharina von Schlegel, b. 1697;
trans. by Jane Borthwick, 1813-1897

  That which is of God is light; and he that receiveth light, and continueth in God, receiveth more light; and that light groweth brighter and brighter until the perfect day.

Though our trials be many,
 our Father and Savior are there for us.
Leading us to the best we can be.
And so....
our life is like an onion. 
Our first eighteen years we build up the layers,
thick to conceal where we started from,
then we spend the rest of our lives peeling away what has grown over,
or hid in the dark,
exposing the heart of our true selves,
revealing our selves to light
and what is real.
Though it  may be painful at times,
it is worth it
to be as authentic as we truly are,
see ourselves in our innocence
and where we originated from.
We came from a seed,
a seed of light
the Light of Christ that is in each one of us.
And as each trial comes our way,
our light is burnished brighter
as we come to our 
Father again and again,
in silent 
And then you know, 
He lives.
He lives for you and for me.
He loves you.
And wants you to live
in His light.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Another Beginning

My heart spoke to her.
Go into the good night, dear one.
It is done.
So many arms wait to embrace you
through your diaphanous veil of existence.
It is time.

Her passage,
a sanctified  resolution,
of a sacred journey.
She goes into a different light.
though unceasing. 

She is gone,
and she is here.
Replete with 
joy and tranquility.

Death teaches that we do not experience a fulness of joy in mortality 
and that everlasting joy can be achieved only with the assistance of the Master.
Merrill J. Bateman, Ensign, May 1995, 13–14

Death is a necessary component of our eternal existence. 
No one knows when it will come, but it is essential to God's great plan of happiness.
Russell M. Nelson, Liahona, May 2005, 16–18; or Ensign, May 2005, 16–18

Death, though bitter to observe, is not the end, but is, rather, 
only another graduation 
from which we go on to a better life.
Gordon B. Hinckley, Ensign, May 1988, 65–68