Looking back on this week there is one word that pretty much sums it up, service.
Appointments kept getting cancelled so we didn't get to meet with all the people we are currently teaching. However, it presented us with A LOT more time to do acts of service.
We helped clean a couple houses, helped out with some stake activities, and did quite a bit a moving. (In skirts might I add)
This morning we woke up to some flurry (i think that's the snow terminology) falling down. I hope all this good weather that we have been having doesn't mean that at the very end the "real" Wyoming winter is going to crush us. I was just starting to get some decent color on my face lol
Anyways..on to things of the spiritual nature.
This pastbefore church i read a talk called "This Do in Remembrance of Me". I always knew that sacrament meeting was important but this talked really helped me gain a better understanding of what I can do to make sacrament meeting more meaningful to me.
Described by Joseph F. Smith it is “the mostsacred, themost holy, of all the meetings of the Church”
Elder Holland goes on to address the sacramental prayers and the mentioning of the word remember---"If remembering is the principal task before us, what might come to our memory when those plain and precious emblems are offered to us?"
He goes on to list the different things that we might ponder or, remember during this sacred hour that we have been given...
-We could remember his magnificent but virtually unknown foster father, a humble carpenter by trade who taught us, among other things, that quiet, plain, unpretentious people have moved this majestic work forward from the very beginning, and still do so today. If you are serving almost anonymously, please know that so, too, did one of the best men who has ever lived on this earth.
-We could—and should—remember the wonderful things that have come to us in our lives and that “all things which are good cometh of Christ” (Moro. ). Those of us who are so blessed could remember the courage of those around us who face more difficulty than we, but who remain cheerful, who do the best they can, and trust that the Bright and Morning Star will rise again for them—as surely he will do (see Rev. )
-On some days we will have cause to remember the unkind treatment he received, the rejection he experienced, and the injustice—oh, the injustice—he endured. When we, too, then face some of that in life, we can remember that Christ was also troubled on every side, but not distressed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed (see 2 Cor. 4:8–9).
I tried to apply this more diligently during that hour, remembering the purpose behind what I do everyand
I can honestly say that I felt a difference.
There was another part of his talk that especially hit me..." in a resurrected, otherwise perfected body, our Lord of this sacrament table has chosen to retain for the benefit of his disciples the wounds in his hands and his feet and his side—signs, if you will, that painful things happen even to the pure and perfect. Signs, if you will, that pain in this world is not evidence that God doesn’t love you. It is the wounded Christ who is the captain of our soul—he who yet bears the scars of sacrifice, the lesions of love and humility and forgiveness."
I have seen this SO MUCH. People seeing that their short comings are a direct result of God loving them less or not at all. I love this connection made between pain we might experience and the pain our Savior experienced.
To end, I'll leave it at this last point that elder Holland brings up "One request Christ made of his disciples on that night of deep anguish and grief was that they stand by him, stay with him in his hour of sorrow and pain. “Could ye not watch with me one hour?” he asked longingly (Matt. 26:40). I think he asks that again of us, every Sabbath day when the emblems of his life are broken and blessed and passed."
I hope this helps in some small way to help you ponder about how you can make your Sabbath day observance more fulfilling.
Much alofas from Green River.