Tag Archive for: love

Think and Thank

To thank is to think and to think is to thank.
When you think, you can’t help but to thank.
Recently, I discovered this powerful thought…
“What you think about and what you thank about is what you will bring about.”
Can you think of something that you are thankful for?

Gratitude

Gratitude seems to be rare these days…
An “absence of gratitude is the mark of a narrow, uneducated mind” – Gordon B. Hinckley.
I know that gratitude creates the most wonderful feeling.
It can resolve disputes.
It can strengthen friendships.
It will change others hearts and they will respond differently than they have before.
Funnily enough – you’ll be happier too!
Someone once said that “gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others.”
And another has said that “feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it.”
Sometimes gratitude does not come very easily.
Yet, we need to be more grateful.
“The words “Think and Thank” are inscribed in many of the Cromwellian churches of England. These words ought to be inscribed in our hearts, too: “Think and Thank”. Think of all we have to be grateful for and thank God for all our boons and bounties.” – Dale Carnegie

Pause

If we pause to think, we’ll have cause to thank.
As we think, there are so many things we can give grateful thanks for.
Including the gift of life, our families, friends, our loved ones, the beauty of the earth, our freedom to choose, our faith and Jesus Christ.
Mother Teresa said: “The best way to show my gratitude to God is to accept everything, even my problems, with joy.”
Its time to think and thank – today.
“Gratitude is medicine for the soul” – Russell M. Nelson.
How can you cultivate an attitude of gratitude within your own heart and soul?
What are you grateful for?

Handwritten

“Thank you” I said.
I was moved by another handwritten note.
It contained a thoughtful message of love, gratitude, and appreciation.
What is it about receiving a handwritten note?
There is something so special and powerful about it.
It is a labour of love.
Knowing that someone has sat down, taken time, crafted some words, written by their own hand, and then either posted it or given it to you.
Seeing actual words, penned in their own writing, somehow conveys feelings in a much more powerful, intimate, and personal way.
It indicates a deeper investment of time, in you.
The words used, can speak volumes to your heart, conveying deep meaning.
Such as, “I can’t even express…” or “You won’t even know…”
It is something unique.

I care

It also says something about you, that you care enough to make a genuinely personal gesture.
Recently, I have counselled with a few missionaries about taking time to craft a handwritten letter to a family member or friend.
In our digital world that feels increasingly disconnected, and impersonal, a handwritten note, really can make all the difference.
In fact, these notes grow rarer, day by day.
Each handwritten note, says “𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮.”
A handwritten note may seem like a small gesture, but I know it can have a huge impact on both the sender and the receiver.

They’re all about love

They are special messages for you and me.
I’ve kept all of the ones I’ve received in the mission field.
When I’ve felt a little low, I’ve reread many.
They act as a powerful reminder that others love and care.
All I have to do is open them and start reading.
In a similar manner, the scriptures are like special handwritten, crafted messages from our Heavenly Father for you and me.
All we have to do is open them and start reading.
In the Book of Mormon, we read in Nephi 4:15 “I write the things of my soul…”
Consider your feelings…
Craft a handwritten note, by sharing some things from your soul.

It is a Privilege

Privilege: a special right or advantage that a particular person or group of people has.
In the course of my daily responsibilities, I feel extremely privileged.
I recognise the divine privilege of loving and serving one another.
Humbly, and boldly, I have the privilege of representing Jesus Christ as a disciple, every day.

Missionary Service

I have the privilege to lift and serve missionaries.
It is a continuing privilege to have worked with them daily, for 2 ½ years.
I have the privilege of interviewing each of them 1 by 1, every few weeks.
It is an honour and privilege to be associated with each of them.
This week, I have the privilege to interview 8 departing missionaries for the last time and 9 arriving missionaries for the first time.

Priesthood Service

I have the privilege of holding the priesthood of God and bestowing blessings.
I have the privilege to officiate in the temple.
I have the privilege of a temple marriage, being sealed to my companion for time and all eternity.
I have had the privilege of raising three wonderful children.
I have the privilege of being born at this time when the gospel has been restored to the earth.
I have the privilege to frequently testify of the reality of Jesus Christ and His restored gospel.
I have the privilege of travelling throughout Belgium and the Netherlands to meet with so many wonderful people both in an out of the church.
I have the privilege of associating with so many incredible leaders of the church in these nations and regularly counsel with them.
I have the privilege of seeing so many new members join the church, week in week out.
I have the privilege of choice, to determine what I want to do every day.

Family Service

I have had the privilege of being born of “goodly parents.”
I am grateful for the privilege of being a husband, a father, a son, a brother, and friend.
What an honour and privilege it is to be living here and now.
Privilege might feel like a difficult word to discuss, but it doesn’t have to be.
With front row seats on the world stage, in these last days, let’s not be spectators, but participants in the two great Commandments of loving and serving one another.
What a wonderful privilege.
What privileges are you grateful for?

Christmas Eve

It was noisy.
Then it changed.
Missionaries arrived.
Our focus changed.
Beautiful melodic music filled the air.
Cellos.
Piano.
Singing.
Joy. Love. Peace.
Together.
Silent night, holy night!
All is calm, all is bright.
Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child.
Holy infant so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace
Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight.
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia,
Christ the Saviour is born!
Christ the Saviour is born
Silent night, holy night!
Son of God love’s pure light.
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth
Angelic. Glorious. Inspiring.
Thank you, dear missionaries.

My Finest Friend

Forty years ago this week, my missionary companion trainer (Kelley Gray) and I were serving together in Shepherd’s Bush in London.
We’d moved there in the first week of December 1983.
We were two bright eyed and bushy tailed young missionaries resolute on finding success.
Christmas was fast approaching, and we were determined to find new ways to share our message of Jesus Christ.
A couple of years earlier, the church had produced a new Movie, “Mr Krueger’s Christmas”.
Video recorders were still new, and not too many people had them in their homes yet.
We decided that we’d borrow a huge reel to reel projector (we’re talking massive) from the mission office in our Hyde Park Chapel, transport it to our area, and then use it to go door to door, offering everyone we met a wonderful at home Christmas movie experience!
Whacky idea – Yes! Creative – Yes! Successful – Yes!
We transported the projector by tenaciously balancing it on the centre bar of our bicycles and vividly remember my companion nearly crashing and burning on a couple of occasions!
We also ingeniously, used an OAP’s shopping trolley to pull the projector from neighbourhood to neighbourhood and door to door.
I cannot recall exactly how many people’s home’s we got into, but it was lots!
We watched that movie so many times. Even now, I can recite the words and songs of the movie almost perfectly.
Great times, never to be forgotten.
This year, I may well watch “Mr Krueger’s Christmas” once again.
In one scene, Jimmy Stewart who plays the lead role in the movie, as Willie Krueger, steps towards baby Jesus and says “Thank you for everything you’ve done for me. As long as I can remember you’ve been right by my side. I’ll never forget when you walked with me right in those first few hours after I lost Martha.”
“I’ve always been able to count on you when I’ve felt dark inside” Krueger says.
As he kneels before the Christ child he says “I love you. You’re my closest, 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅. And that means I can hold my head high, wherever I go.”
Forty years have passed since that Christmas experience.
In between, I’ve come to know the Light of the World, Jesus Christ, even more, much more personally.
Just like Willie Krueger I can say “I love you. You’re my closest, 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅. And that means I can hold my head high, wherever I go.”
I hope you find Him too this Christmas Season.

Heaven’s View

They came.
One by one.
Hesitating for a moment.
Apprehensive.
Nervous.
Suddenly, it was time.
The departing interview.
How could it be?
Instantly, in the blink of an eye, 18/24 months had passed by.
Genially, I invite them into the office, “come into my den of tears!”
A prayer is offered.
We reflect upon times past.
We talk about the present moment.
And we consider the future.
From our first to final interviews – everyone changes.
They’d submitted and given their “heart and soul” to the Lord.
They’d grown wiser and matured.
Sometimes, I shared a scripture.
“Treasure these things up in your hearts and let the solemnities of eternity rest upon your minds” (D&C 43:34).
Implying that we forgo having other things “rest upon our minds” by putting the things of God at the forefront of what we think about, as they’d been doing daily.
Life looks much different from the 𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒘𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 and eternity.
Each realise that they cannot handle life without help, particularly 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧’𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩.
We ponder about the eternities.
Treasuring up those eternal truths in our hearts.
Our understanding of our position as children of God changes everything!
Consider the Apostle Paul, in Colossians 3.
“When you make choices, I invite you to take the long view—an eternal view. Put Jesus Christ first because your eternal life is dependent upon your faith in Him and in His Atonement.” – President Russell M. Nelson.
A Priesthood blessing is given.
Words are spoken, insights are given, feelings are touched, and tears of joy are often shed.
A loving embrace brings our time to a close.
Closing one chapter, a new adventure is set to begin.
With a new perspective they move forward taking 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧’𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰.
How can taking 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏’𝒔 𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒘 change your perspective?

Hand in Hand

As I sat listening to the testimonies of 16 departing missionaries heading home in a few weeks’ time, my thoughts returned to a memory, a clear image from my childhood.
I was 4 or 5 years old.

To the store…

My mum had asked me to go to the corner shop, to buy a loaf of bread.
I duly did so, returning with the bread, and chewing a toffee.
She asked, “What are you chewing?”
“A dainty” (a toffee), I replied.
She had given me the exact money for the bread.
At that point, I confessed, I’d stolen it and chewed it all the way home.

And back again…

Gently and lovingly, she took me by the hand, and escorted me back to the corner shop, to confess my guilt and pay for the stolen goods.
In those few minutes of real need, mum was there… to help, support, guide, lead me along, and walk with me, by my side.
That day, I learned an important lesson in life.
Rushing into my mind, came a reflective connection.
I thought about each of the 16 missionaries and the one-by-one moments I’d had with them.
As each of them stood to share their personal testimony, I had a very bright recollection; a specific thought was impressed upon my mind.
Metaphorically, I took them by the hand to help them find their way, like a parent with a child.
Gently and lovingly.
One-by-one.

Moments

A coaching conversation, a walk around the park, kneeling in prayer together, in studies with one another, a role play, a priesthood blessing, a telephone call, talking at the dinner table, having a meal in a restaurant, or simply travelling in the car…

Moments, just like mum had helped me to face a struggle decades ago, I was now there for each of them in their time of need, trouble, or distress.
I felt gratitude.
I felt privileged.
I felt honoured.
In our times of need, we were there “hand in hand,”  side by side, for each other.
“A new commandment I give unto you, that ye love one another; as I have loved you, that ye also love one another.” (John 13:34)
As we freely show the Saviour’s love through our actions and service to others, we too can feel the same love in return.
How can you feel the Saviour’s love?

Acts

I have sat in many theatres throughout the world.
Yesterday, in Ephesus, I sat in one of the most ancient.
In its day, it could hold some 24,000 people.
Starting in the 4th century BC, it took over 60 years to build.
This trip is with other mission leaders from throughout Europe.
Walking the streets of Ephesus, I imagined what it was like to live there.
New Testament
From the New Testament, we know that the Apostle Paul lived in Ephesus for up to 3 years.
Towards the end of our visit, we all assembled in the theatre to listen to LDS scholar James Toronto give a masterful discourse on the ancient Apostle.
He shared many interesting insights.
Then he started to read through Acts 19: 19-31, where there was an incident with the Apostle in the very theatre that we were gathered.
Ancient history suddenly came to life.

Apostles

Listening and reflecting in that moment, I thought about the ancient Apostle and imagined what happened that day.
As I sat pondering, I turned to my right.
Sat close by, was a modern Apostle, Quentin L. Cook.
A few moments later he addressed us and shared a personal experience he’d enjoyed with his fellow Apostle Jeffrey R. Holland who had dedicated Türkiye some years ago for the preaching of the Gospel.
The book of Acts was written by Luke, a disciple who travelled with Paul on his missionary journeys, in fulfilment of the command Jesus gave His Apostles to preach the gospel “in his name among all nations, beginning at Jerusalem” (Luke 24:47).
Sat with mission leaders from around Europe, I couldn’t help but draw a modern parallel to the ancient text of the book of Acts, as we 𝒂𝒄𝒕 together and testify of the restored gospel, bringing it unto “every nation, kindred, tongue and people. (Alma 37:4).
It was a sobering thought.
In Paul’s day, the Lord Jesus Christ called Apostles to preach the gospel.
In our day, I know that once again, He has called Apostles to preach the gospel for one last time.

Arm in Arm

Early on Friday, we said farewell to our departing missionaries at Schiphol airport.

An hour later, we welcomed 11 new missionaries to the Netherlands.

It was an emotional rollercoaster of a day.

Elder Ranse Cottam drove us back home.

For those who know Ranse, or have met him for even a moment, will know that he is filled with and serves with the “pure love of Christ”.

Pure Love

Love indeed, is the true sign of every true disciple of Jesus Christ.

His parents and little sister were coming to collect him, mid-afternoon.

What unfolded during their visit was beautiful.

“Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God” – Matthew 5:8

It was a sweet reunion.

After 2 years, a family together again, in pure love.

It was heavenly, as if “angels above us are silent notes taking” (Hymn 237 – Choose the Right)

The feeling of pure love permeated the room, filling our hearts and souls.

I beheld joy.

For a moment, Heaven’s doors were unlocked.

I beheld wonder.

In the stillness, God’s presence surrounded us.

I beheld pure love.

Motherhood

I witnessed the love of a mother for her son, and a son for his mother.

They sat, snuggled next to one another.

Time stood still.

With one another, they linked arms, held hands – tightly, yet gently, wrapped tenderly, in each other’s love.

Honouring sacred covenants, I observed the selfless love of a devoted mother and son.

Beauty

It was beautiful.

In that moment, I was changed, by the pure love of Christ.

Tears came easily for all of us.

Motherhood is a divine role.

Motherhood is about loving and nurturing others.

Symbolically, Ranse was held by two mothers, arm in arm, side by side, shoulder to shoulder, surrounded with pure love.

I will treasure this hallowed sweet memory – forever.

I hope and pray that our hearts may be filled with charity, the pure love of Christ.

Ministering

After breaking my collar bone last Wednesday, it’s been an unusual few days for me.
Things have changed, dramatically.
I am unable to do even the simplest of things for myself.
I’ve felt a little wobbly at times and encountered a few stumbling blocks along the way.
Discomfort and pain are frequent visitors.
Some challenges include taking a shower, getting dressed/undressed, getting up off the couch, and even tying my shoelaces.
Things have been a little frustrating, as I’ve been forced to slow down.
Even typing this short message, takes a lot longer, one key stroke at a time, using only my right hand.
Monic and a few others have come to my rescue.
At times, I have literally had to lean on them.
They have been on hand to minister to me.
To minister means to love and care for others and to do the kinds of things the Saviour would do if He were living among us today.
Ministering is a way to help others feel Heavenly Father’s love and meet their spiritual and temporal needs.
These last few days, I feel blessed as others have supported and helped me with this new challenge.
I have felt their love.
Jean B. Bingham said, “Sometimes we think we have to do something grand and heroic to ‘count’ as serving our neighbours. Yet simple acts of service can have profound effects on others—as well as on ourselves.”
I am a witness that Christlike ministering takes place in the small, sincere acts, others do every day.
I am so grateful for all those who minister.
I love and appreciate each of you.
Look around at your family and friends, how can you minister to them as the Saviour would?