A Hectic Time
December’s such a hectic time. There is so much to do.
There are church, family, friends; work, school, community; concerts, dinners, weddings;
Shopping, programs, gifts; Scouts, cards, letters, cleaning; cooking, visiting, budgets, taxes;
Schedules, bills, snow, travel; noise, obligations—
But the day will come, sooner than we think, when family’s gone, friends pass on, work ends, school’s through—
When invitations thin out, pressures ease; no children home to buy for, clean, cook, and sew for; no missionary out to pray for—
And obligations end.
Thanks, Lord, in the March, June, and September of our lives for Decembers as hectic as these. May this fevered stockpiling of memories now help warm the Decembers of our lives.
, Associate Commissioner of Church Education for Seminaries and Institutes; second counselor in the general presidency of the Sunday School
Ye Are the Temple of God
Last winter I was facing some deep challenges. Wanting to get close to the Lord, I walked up to the Provo Temple one evening. As I gazed at that lovely, sacred edifice, I reflected upon the words of Paul: “Know ye not that ye are the temple of God?” (1 Cor. 3:16.) I found myself pondering the significance of these words. In what sense is a person like a temple? What changes would I need to make in myself to be worthy to be called a temple of God?
A temple becomes a temple when it is dedicated. It is not the house of the Lord until it is given unto Him.
A temple is beautiful. Looking at it lifts and edifies. It is spotless and dignified.
A temple is calm and still. Peace and quietness reign within.
A temple is a place of worthiness—no unclean thing may enter therein.
Engraved deeply into the wall of the temple are the words, “Holiness to the Lord.”
A temple is a house of service. Its whole purpose is to provide those things that are truly essential for the happiness of God’s children.
The spire of the temple rises skyward. The righteous, on seeing the temple, lift their eyes to heaven.
A temple is built by sacrifice, by diligent and patient labor.
With such thoughts in my heart, I look at the temple and then at my own life:
Am I dedicated to the Lord?
Does my appearance lift and edify?
Am I peaceful and calm within?
Are my mind and heart open only to worthy thoughts and feelings?
Is “holiness to the Lord” engraved upon my soul?
Am I engaged in vital service to God’s children?
Do I lift my eyes toward heaven?
Am I willing to build myself by sacrifice, toil, and patience?
Does the Spirit of God dwell in me?
In short, am I becoming a temple of the Most High God?
, Brigham Young University Sixteenth Branch, BYU Fifth Stake
Recipes for happiness are endless in number, but after all is said and done, has anyone ever poured happiness into the lives of others without becoming drenched in it himself?
If we are going to graduate from the University of Life with celestial honors, we must know more about the gospel of Jesus Christ than any other subject—and we should all have majors in applied religion!
Elder Bolivia La Paz Mission