"The Light Began to Come Back to My Heart"
Christmastime: When Our Souls Can Sing
Joy in Times of Lament
Open This Gift and Try Not to Cry
He Did It
But this is not all; ye must pour out your souls in your closets, and your secret places, and in your wilderness.
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall standBetween their loved home and the war's desolation!!Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued landPraise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall waveO'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
A couple years ago, as I was listening to one of the short talks during our ward Easter program, I had a new thought about Lazarus.
When Jesus left for Bethany after Lazarus died, he told his disciples that Lazarus was dead, then said, "And I am glad for your sakes that I was not there, to the intent ye may believe; nevertheless let us go unto him ." (John 11:15) His disciples had already had many opportunities to see his power and believe in his divinity, so I think there was something more going on here.
Another excerpt I think illustrates my idea comes later in the same chapter, when Christ was speaking to Mary.
Jesus saith unto her, Thy brother shall rise again.
Martha saith unto him, I know that he shall rise again in the resurrection at the last day.
Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this? (John 11:23-26)
It is not long after this that Christ raised Lazarus from the dead.
Well, the thought that came into my head about this story is that here, Christ is very clearly showing his power over death. In fact, he comes straight out and says, "I am the resurrection and the life." Just a few days before the crucifixion, he is showing his disciples that when he dies, that is not the end. He can and will be back.
I believe that every faith I have encountered draws its adherents closer to God. And in every faith I have come to know, there are features I wish were in my own: I love the profound ceremony of the Catholic Mass, the approachability of God in the prayers of the Evangelicals, the tenderness of spirit among the Pentecostals, the confident independence of the Lutherans, the ancient traditions of the Jews, unchanged through the ages, and the commitment to frequent prayer of the Muslims. As I travel across the country and see our towns and cities, I am always moved by the many houses of worship with their steeples, all pointing to heaven, reminding us of the source of life’s blessings.And now I will move on to the reason for this post. There is one practice completely absent from the church that I would love to borrow- Christmas services. At one point, this would have been the last thing I wanted. After all, church or mass on Christmas means that much less time for the fun aspects of Christmas. But the last year Christmas fell on a Sunday, we went to church, and that Christmas was probably the most meaningful Christmas I have experienced.