All’s right with the world.

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“God’s in his heaven, All’s right with the world.” – Robert Browning

The headlines would tell us otherwise. That the world is falling apart. That there is corruption everywhere, that our nation is showing its moral decay in the choices for our two presidential candidates.  That sin is running rampant in all of its many forms. That everything is not right in the world.

But a few months ago, I ran across this simple statement by Browning, that rang so true to my heart. Because it’s truth. God is in his Heaven.  He is in charge. He knows full well what is going on in this world. He has already been telling us our story for thousands of years through the prophets and scriptures. Isaiah, Daniel, Ezekial, Jeremiah, Revelations, and through his own mouth in the New Testament and Book of Mormon.etc.  This is not something new. None of this should surprise us. In fact, it should bring great relief. We are right where he told us we would be, and so we can also know of a surety what will be coming.

It will get worse if the people do not repent and return to the Lord. He has told us what we can expect to see in the future. What we are seeing now will feel like nothing.  But he has also promised us some of the most wonderful and incredible blessings that have ever been witnessed in the existence of the earth.  They will be ours to behold if we choose to follow him. And eventually every knee will bow and tongue confess that he is the Christ. (Romans 14:11)

“He will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God.

And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.” (Revelation 21:3-4)

This is what gives me hope.  In the end everything will be made right for those who are faithful. So right now, I can choose to be faithful to him, because even in the midst of the craziness of life, he has the capacity to wipe away my tears this very moment. He has told me to be of good cheer. He can bring beauty, life and peace to my life right now.

Because God is in his heaven, All’s right in my world.

 

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He Touched Her Hand and the Fever Left Her.

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Recently I was introduced to an old book called Christ in the Fine Arts. An Anthology of Pictures, Poetry, Music, and Stories Centering in the Life of Christ.  What a feast for the soul. I have been introduced to artwork I never knew about, beautiful poetry, thoughts and music lyrics that have warmed my heart and touched my soul.

While skimming through it I fell across this beautiful poem which I fell in love with.
It describes in such a perfect way our need to have our own personal fevers healed. The malady that is currently making us spiritually sick and keeping us from fully serving him.  How often do we just sit in suffering when there is one who can heal us if we would just seek out the great Physician.

The Master’s Touch

“And he touched her hand, and the fever left her; and she arose and ministered unto them.” — Matthew 8:15

“He touched her hand, and the fever left her.”
He touched her hand as He only can,
With the wondrous skill of the great Physician,
With the tender touch of the Son of Man,
And the fever pain in the throbbing temples
Died out with the flush on brow and cheek;
And the lips that had been so parched and burning
Trembled with thanks that she could not speak;
And the eyes, where the fever light had faded,
Looked up – by her grateful tears made dim;
And she rose and ministered to her household—
She rose and ministered unto Him.

“He touched her hand, and the fever left her.”
Oh blessed touch of the Man Divine!
So beautiful then to rise and serve Him
When the fever is gone from your life and mine;
It may be the fever of restless serving,
With heart all thirsty for love and praise,
And eyes all aching and strained with yearning
Toward self-set goals in the future days;
Or it may be a fever or spirit anguish,
Some tempest of sorrow that dies not down
Till the cross at last is in meekness lifted
And the head stoops low for the thorny crown;
Or it may be a fever of pain and anger,
When the wounded spirit is hard to bear,
And only the Lord can draw forth the arrows
Left carelessly, cruelly rankling there.

Whatever the fever, His touch can heal it;
Whatever the tempest, his voice can still it;
There is only joy as we seek His pleasure;
There is only rest as we see His will—
And some day after life’s fitful fever,
I think we shall say in the home on high:
“If the hands that He touched but did His bidding
How little it matters what else went by!”
Ah, Lord! Thou knowest us altogether,
Each heart’s sore sickness, whatever it be.
Touch Thou our hands! Let the fever leave us—-
And so shall we minister unto Thee!

– Author Unknown

Obtaining Revelation During the Sacrament

The sacrament is also a time for Heavenly Father to teach us about the Atonement of His Beloved Son—our Savior, Jesus Christ—and for us to receive revelation about it. It is a time to “knock, and it shall be opened unto you,” to request and to receive this knowledge. It is time for us to reverently ask God for this knowledge. And if we do, I have no doubt that we will receive this knowledge, which will bless our lives beyond measure. – Claudio R. M. Costa

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One by One

The other day I had the opportunity to go visit another ward for a church assignment. As the sacrament was being passed I watched the priesthood brethren give the sacrament to the members of the ward one at a time.  I started pondering how significant that was. Surely there was a better, more efficient or quicker way to get the sacrament to the members.

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