25963_000_030He that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life (John 8:12).
Don’t Use Violence
I have always been taught to be nice to my schoolmates, friends, and family. My mother always says, “Aarón, never use violence. Jesus doesn’t like it!”
When I was going to a preschool near my house, there was a boy in a higher grade who sometimes tried to hit me at recess. He seemed big and strong. One day he had a rock. And when he saw me, he hit me in the head with the rock. I knew I could try to hit him back, but I remembered my mother’s words: “Jesus doesn’t like violence.” I left and I ran to get my teacher.
A year has gone by since this happened, and now I’m in another school. I’m grateful to Heavenly Father and Jesus because I don’t feel afraid. I know that I always need to try to do what is right and not use violence, even though sometimes it’s hard for me.
How I Am Preparing to Go to the Temple
Aloha. This morning I woke up and brushed my teeth, put my church clothes on, and came to church with my family. That is how I am preparing to go to the temple. On Monday night my family had family home evening, and I read a scripture. That is how I am preparing to go to the temple. Every morning before we go to school, my family has scripture study and morning prayer. That is how I am preparing to go to the temple. When my friends swear, lie, cheat, and steal, I don’t. That is how I am preparing to go to the temple. Every time we do what is right, every time we give service to another, every time we are kind to our brothers and sisters, every time we keep our word, we are preparing to go to the temple. Obedience is the number one key in preparing for the temple. I want to go to the temple one day, and I am trying my best to do all of the things that I mentioned. In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.
I Will Dress Modestly *
I was going to do a cheer onstage at the school open house. When I got home, I went upstairs to try on my uniform. The skirt was too short. I went down and showed my mom. My mom called my dad and told him everything. He said that I should pray about it. I went back upstairs and asked Heavenly Father what I should do. When it was time to go, I wore pants. I missed the cheer, but I’m glad that I followed Heavenly Father and Jesus.
See My Gospel Standards, Faith in God guidebook, back cover.