I was reading through the lesson for Relief Society for church tomorrow and it was a talk given by one of the members of the Quorum of the 12 Apostles of our church, Elder D. Todd Christofferson. It's a talk titled "As Many as I Love, I Rebuke and Chasten". One phrase jumped off the page for me (though the whole talk is excellent) where he said,
"I would like to speak of one particular attitude and practice we need to adopt if we are to meet our Heavenly Father's high expectations. It is this: willingly to accept and even seek correction. Correction is vital if we would conform our lives 'unto a perfect man, [that is,] unto the measure of the stature of the fulness of Christ' (Ephesians 4:13). Paul said of divine correction or chastening, 'For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth' (Hebrews 12:6). Though it is often difficult to endure, truly we ought to rejoice that God considers us worth the time and trouble to correct."
It got me to thinking about the life Jeremy and I share and whether we rejoice in our corrections. I know we had a Family Home Evening when we were first married where we discussed our commitment to improving our lives, our marriage and our overall performance. We talked about how we were going to be obedient to what our Heavenly Father asked. Now we have in no way acheived perfection--as you may have already guessed since we haven't been translated--but we certainly have put a lot of effort into it.
I'm always saddened when I hear people say that they do not get much out of Sunday services. I know for me, that has not been the case. A few years ago, one of our local church leaders asked the congregation to move forward and sit closer to the pulpit so that we may pay greater attention to the words being offered. At the time, Jeremy and I were very much back row people due to what seems like heavy cases of adult onset ADD on our parts. But we looked at each other when he said that and knew that starting the following Sunday, we'd be in the front row. And there we have been ever since. Now some of the talks given in Sacrament meeting have not always been exciting. But I have made a conscious effort to get something out of them no matter what. I even started taking notes. And you know what...it has been awesome! There has not been one Sunday where I haven't heard something said over the pulpit that hasn't struck some chord in my soul. I don't know that I've necessarily learned something new each week, but I certainly have had some principle or behavior reminder that I have tried to incorporate into my week and I have seen more peace come to my physical and spiritual body as well as that feeling that I got something out of church each week.
Why am I writing about this? Well, it's certainly not to toot my own horn, because quite frankly, no one's listening to that tune. I just was feeling reflective and enthused about a talk and that led to a reflection.
I hope all those in blog land have a great Sabbath Day tomorrow! I know I will...no matter what!