Tag Archive: Love


Why am I so Blessed?

My life is awesome, I love it and I want to make the most of what God has given me.

Why am I the one who receives all these choice blessings though?

I was raised in a home with two parents who loved us, we never seriously struggled financially, our extended family was supportive. I was given the freedom to choose what activities I wanted to do and what friends I wanted.

I was given every opportunity to do activities in high school, I was raised in a home where I was taught about Christ and his Gospel from a very young age.

Why?

I’m not any more special than the homeless man we see whenever we go to Walmart to shop, I’m not more valuable than the criminal facing 10 years in prison, than the prostitute who was forced into that sort of living.

I’m just like them, we’re all children of our Heavenly Father.

Christ and a Child

So why?

Why we’re they not born into loving homes comparable to mine?

Why are there children born who will struggle every day to fight off hunger and sickness while I have been given so much.
I don’t know the answer to any of these questions, I wish I did but I don’t.

All I know is I am blessed, extremely blessed and odds are so are you.

Maybe I’m blessed and others are not cause our Father knew they were strong enough to get through those things and I am not. Maybe it’s because I needed to learn certain lessons only learned in a life of safety while they needed to learn the opposite.
And maybe we’re all in our own situations because of our predecessors choices.

God has given is this amazing gift of Free Agency. The ability to choose, to learn good from evil.

Sadly while that gift can being amazing learning and blessings it can also bring devastating results. One mans actions brought the world to its knees, and so it is today.

Just think of a world where everyone loved one another, where each and every human being was seen as a child of God. There would be no domestic violence, no wars, no unloved children.

It’d be glorious.

So today I want you all, to go out of your way to be kind. Remember that everyone is your brother and sister. Absolutely everyone.

Yes even that driver who just cut you off as you we’re getting I work.

Yes even that man who you find so very very creepy.

Yes even that woman who you know could be better if she just tried.

Yes even that murderer who was just sentenced to life in prison.

They are still your Heavenly Parents children.

They’ve made a few mistakes, so have you, love them all the same.

I know there is a plan to get us all through life, that Jesus Christ is the Savior and that through him we can be healed.

In Jesus Christ’s name Amen.

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Christmas and Service

Sorry its been so long since I posted but E. Pemberton and I have been super busy with the Lords work.

 

So as we all reflect this Christmas season I’d like to share my testimony of Christmas and what it and Christ means to me.

 

I once heard the best place to start a story is in the middle so that’s where I am going to start.

 

Every Christmas my family does a number of things that make it special to me and all of them we do together which is what makes them so great.

One of my favorite things we do is a Secret Santa (hopefully none of the people we did read this). I absolutely loved doing this.

 

I mean what kid when they’re little doesn’t love to ring someones doorbell and run, its just so exciting.

So for many years I didn’t understand this really, I mean it was fun but I never understood how it was really all that Christmas related.

It wasn’t until I was well into high school did I realize why we did this Secret Santa.

 

A lady whose family we had been being Santa to had been asked to speak at church the Sunday after Christmas.

During her talk she mentioned us. Her Secret Santa’s.

 

She spoke how we had brought so much joy to their family that season and how even though sometimes meals or bedtime had been interrupted by the occasional doorbell it had made her kids so happy. Everyday in December she told how her kids had asked when Santa was coming, when they could catch Santa.

 

I learned that even this was service.

We were caring for her kids and showing them that someone was out there playing with them. That someone wanted her family to be happy. It was super special because I learned that though I got so much happiness, I was able to bring others more.

I was able to be the tool to bring a bit of that magic of Christmas to those kids lives.

 

Its kind a like missionary work, the Gospel, service or any Christlike attribute.

 

Even though we give of ourselves we get much in return. We are able to lighten others loads and help them feel our Savior’s love.

 

So that’s what Christmas to me is all about.

 

Remembering our Saviors love and trying to help all my brothers and sisters to feel the love our Heavenly Father and his Son have for them.

 

So this Christmas try to serve your brothers and sisters more.

 

Find someone whose load needs to be lightened and as you do that I can promise you that as those you serve feel our Fathers love you will too.

 

So Christmas, that great holiday. It means so many different things to so many different people but to me, to Elder Logan Longhurst it’s very simple.

Christmas means love.