Come, Ye Disconsolate

 Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish;

Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel.

Here bring your wounded hearts; here tell your anguish.

Earth has no sorrow that heav’n cannot heal.

Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying,

Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure!

Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,

“Earth has no sorrow that heav’n cannot cure.”

 Here see the Bread of Life; see waters flowing

Forth from the throne of God, pure from above.

Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing

Earth has no sorrow but heav’n can remove.

Text: Thomas Moore, 1779–1852.

 Verse three, Thomas Hastings, 1784–1872

Music: Samuel Webbe, 1740–1816

Hold on a Little Longer

BY PRESIDENT DIETER F.UCHTDORF

Second Counselor in the First Presidency

January Ensign,  2010

"The Lord has blessed you with a testimony of the truth. You have felt His influence and witnessed His power. And if you continue to seek Him, He will continue to grant you sacred experiences. With these and other spiritual gifts, you will be able not only to change your own life for the better but also to bless your homes, wards or branches, communities, cities, states, and nations with your goodness.

It may be hard to see that at times, but hold on a little longer, for “eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him” and wait for Him (1 Corinthians 2:9; see also D&C 76:10; 133:45)."

“There is in every true woman's heart,  a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity,  but which kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity.”

Washington Irving quotes I pray that we can all overcome our obstacles in this life and let the refiner's fire make us  more capable of experiencing joy. xo

What Shall We Give?

John 3:16,

"For God so loved the world,

that he gave his only begotten Son,

that whosoever believeth in him should not perish,

but have everlasting life."

Because I Have Been Given Much

was written by Grace Noll Crowell.

Because I have been given much, I too must give.

Because of thy great bounty, Lord each day I live.

I shall divide my gifts from thee with every brother that I see,

who has the need of help from me.

Because I have been sheltered, fed by thy good care…

I cannot see another’s lack and I not share-

my glowing fire, my loaf of bread-my roof’s safe shelter over head,

that he too may be comforted.

Because I have been blessed by thy great love dear Lord,

I’ll share thy love again according to thy word.

I shall give love to those in need. I’ll show that love by word and deed,

thus shall my thanks be thanks indeed.

“If you can't feed a hundred people, then just feed one.”

Mother Teresa

“If you have much, give of your wealth; If you have little, give of your heart”

Arab Proverb “If you wish to experience peace, provide peace for another.” Tenzin Gyatso, The 14th Dalai Lama My grandmother's china. I was the recipient of some of my grandmother's china. I didn't know my grandma, as she passed away before I was born. But, I am very familiar with her china. My mother served many holiday meals on these plates, in these bowls, upon these platters. I feel warm and happy every time I look at these dishes. She gave of her talents every Easter, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Little did my grandma know how celebrated her china would be, how my mother would make them a symbol of service. The love and sacrifice served upon these dishes makes me think of the Savior, and his gifts to us. No thought of his own work, abundant sacrifice served with love. I am so grateful to have been raised with this knowledge in my life. A blessed Christmas to you all. May you feel the gifts of Christmas.

Our Savior is Born

Still, Still, Still

Still, still, still,
One can hear the falling snow.
For all is hushed,
The world is sleeping,
Holy Star its vigil keeping.
Still, still, still,
One can hear the falling snow.

Sleep, sleep, sleep,
'Tis the eve of our Saviour's birth.
The night is peaceful all around you,
Close your eyes,
Let sleep surround you.
Sleep, sleep, sleep,
'Tis the eve of our Saviour's birth.

Dream, dream, dream,
Of the joyous day to come.
While guardian angels without number,
Watch you as you sweetly slumber.
Dream, dream, dream,
Of the joyous day to come.

Luke Chapter 2

8And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field,

keeping watch over their flock by night.

9And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them,

and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.

10And the angel said unto them, Fear not:

for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.

11For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour,

which is Christ the Lord.

12And this shall be a sign unto you;

Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.

13And suddenly there was with the angel

a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,

14Glory to God in the highest,

and on earth peace,

good will toward men.

Celebration of Autumn

Autumn Fires

Robert Louis Stevenson (from A Child’s Garden of Verses, 1913)

In the other gardens And all up the vale, From the autumn bonfires See the smoke trail! Pleasant summer over And all the summer flowers, The red fire blazes, The gray smoke towers. Sing a song of seasons! Something bright in all! Flowers in the summer, Fires in the fall! Autumn Days by Estelle White: Autumn days, when the grass is jewelled And the silk in a chestnut shell Jet planes meeting in the air to be refuelled All these things I love so well So I mustn’t forget No, I mustn’t forget To say a great big thank you No, I mustn’t forget. Clouds that look like familiar faces And winter’s moon with frosted rings Smell of bacon as I fasten up my laces And the milkman sings. Whipped–up spray that is rainbow–scattered And a swallow curving in the sky Shoes go comfy though they’re worn out and they’re battered And the taste of apple pie. Scent of gardens when the rain’s been falling And a minnow darting down a stream Picked–up engine that’s been stuttering and stalling And a win for my home team. So I mustn’t forget No, I mustn’t forget To say a great big thank you No, I mustn’t forget. A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the task of coffee, joy accompanied me as I walked. Anais Nin Our Lord has written the promise of resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in springtime. Martin Luther

Perspective

Open your eye that you may see
The beauty that around you lies,
The misty loveliness of the dawn,
The glowing colors of the skies;
The Child's bright eager eyes of blue,
The gnarled and wrinkled face of age,
The bird with crimson on his wing
Whose spirit never knew a cage;
The roadsides blooming goldenrod
So brave through summer's wind and heat,
The brook that rushes to the sea
With courage that naught may defeat.

Open your eyes that you may see
The wonder that around you lies;
It will enrich your every day
And make you glad and kind and wise.
- Emma Boge Whisenand, Open Your Eyes

What seems to us as bitter trials are often blessings in disguise.

- Oscar Wilde

When I hear somebody sigh, "Life is hard,"

I am always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?"

- Sydney J. Harris

A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity;

an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty.

- Winston Churchill

There has been much tragedy in my life;

at least half of it actually happened.

- Mark Twain

There is Hope

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Never Lose Hope

“My message to you today, my brothers and sisters, is simply this: the Lord is in control. He knows the end from the beginning. He has given us adequate instruction that, if followed, will see us safely through any crisis. His purposes will be fulfilled, and someday we will understand the eternal reasons for all of these events. Therefore, today we must be careful to not overreact, nor should we be caught up in extreme preparations; but what we must do is keep the commandments of God and never lose hope!”

M. Russell Ballard, “The Joy of Hope Fulfilled,” Ensign, Nov. 1992, 31

Our Savior’s Love

Our Savior’s love

Shines like the sun with perfect light,

As from above
It breaks thru clouds of strife.
Lighting our way,
It leads us back into his sight,
Where we may stay
To share eternal life.

The Spirit, voice
Of goodness, whispers to our hearts
A better choice
Than evil’s anguished cries.
Loud may the sound
Of hope ring till all doubt departs,
And we are bound
To him by loving ties.

Our Father, God
Of all creation, hear us pray
In rev’rence, awed
By thy Son’s sacrifice.
Praises we sing.
We love thy law; we will obey.
Our heav’nly King,
In thee our hearts rejoice.

Text: Edward L. Hart, b. 1916. © 1977 IRI

Music: Crawford Gates, b. 1921. © 1977 IRI

Hope is faith

holding out its hand in the dark.

~George Iles

Expect to have hope rekindled.

Expect your prayers to be answered in

wondrous ways.

The dry seasons of life do not last.

The spring rains will come again.

~Sarah Breathnach

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