I wish I knew how to create an environment where young people with dark thoughts feel like they can talk them over with people who can help them. How much violence could we prevent is we were more open and young people felt they could trust us? How much pain could we soothe if young people who have experienced abuse felt they could tell us about it?
I had an interesting experience the other day as I was taking a walk around the grounds of the Temple in Sacramento. As I paused for a moment in the shade of an oak tree, I looked up. 3 people like this post. Like Unlike
I think of emotions as being like signs. They warn us of the condition of the road. They give us insight into the decisions we have to make, like which way to turn and how far we have to go. The biggest mistake I think that people make is to confuse the signs with the road or the journey.
On this Holy Week, when countless millions turn their thoughts to Jesus Christ, may everyone who thinks or hears his name find the same sweetness I feel when I do. Happy Easter!
In addition to Messiah, we are working on various other Christmas music. One of the selections we did last night is one that I’ve always loved. O Holy Night, is one that I’ve sung and played countless times over the years. In the arrangement of it that we are doing, the tenors sing the melody in the second verse. But that second verse was particularly meaningful to me and had a profound impact. Particularly the middle of that verse which says, “The King of Kings, lay thus in lowly manger, In all our trials born to be our friend. He knows our need, to our weakness is no stranger…” Even writing it now it brings tears to my eyes. That was the message last night that I really needed. He Does know our need and is an eternal friend and comforter in times of trial.
In other times in my life, I might have given into temptation and done something I shouldn’t have. In the midst of the anxiety and discouragement though something happened that was different. I found a place in this noisy bustling city of quiet, and there I prayed. As I did so, I felt the anxiety and discouragement leave. And I realized the reason for the change was that I had decided to be still. And in that stillness, I found peace.
Here are a few interesting posts from other Mormon blogs relevant to this site: What should I do? My husband is homosexual. What should I do? My husband is homosexual – part 2. Why is no one addressing the issue of women watching pornography? More Data On Anti-Depressant Use In Utah Feel free to respond […]