In the LDS Church we have a lay ministry. All of the local leaders of the Church, teachers, and others are asked – or called in our terminology – to serve in a particular way for a (usually unknown) period of time. It can be daunting. It can be frustrating. It can be exhilarating and incredibly spiritually uplifting. It’s one of the ways we worship and serve the Lord, by doing what we are asked to do to teach and uplift others.
One of the things men can be called to do is to serve on what is called the High Council. Twelve men will be called into these positions at any one time, and the role is basically to help leaders organise different elements of the Church across several of our congregations.
Accompanying these responsibilities is usually the requirement to also attend a different congregation one Sunday each month to give a sermon. Now, it should be noted, that men are virtually never called to serve on the High Council because of their ability to address a congregation. And the result of that Continue reading →
We all have times in our live when we feel that we are alone. We may not lose faith that He lives – or that He cares for others; but we lose hope that He cares for us. Others may be important; just not me. Such feelings may be fleeting; or they may endure for hours, days, weeks, months, or even years.
It was during a time when I was contemplating this, that I wrote the following. Continue reading →
Many Christian religions have rituals that remind us of Christ: His life, teachings and atonement. Within the LDS Church, one of these is the Sacrament – a weekly partaking of bread and water, following the pattern of the Last Supper when He gave bread and wine to His disciples instructing them to remember Him. In other Christian religions a similar ritual may occur, perhaps called Holy Communion, or something similar. The Sacrament takes on such an important meaning for us that our main Sunday worship meeting is called “Sacrament Meeting”.
For many years, with a constant stream of small children on laps, at feet, and generally requiring attention, concentrating on the meaning and importance of the Sacrament during our Sunday worship meetings was something of an impossibility. But now they are older, it can once again (usually) have the attention it deserves.
An altar of wood,
Adorned with emblems
Clothed in white
As we start this Easter week I post the poem below, in which I do my best to sum up some of my feelings about what happened during that week so long ago. The central act of eternity began on the Thursday night, and so the poem concentrates on that evening.
As I ponder the events of that evening, I imagine the night being very still, with stars shining – the universe itself almost holding its breath Continue reading →
Today is Blue Monday – in the UK statistically the most depressing day of the year. The poem below briefly explores some of the reasons for this, and then explains our answer to those issues. Continue reading →
I came across a blog the other day, Restoring Virtue, and enjoyed the poem in one of the posts. The blogger, Emily, was happy for me to reblog
the post, but as I’m new to this I’ve struggled. I’ve copied the poem below, but you can go to Emily’s blog with the link above. Continue reading →