With humble heart, I bow my head
And think of thee, O Savior, Lord.
I take the water and the bread
To show remembrance of thy word.
Help me remember, I implore,
Thou gav’st thy life on Calvary,
That I might live forevermore
And grow, dear Lord, to be like thee.
To be like thee! I lift my eyes
From earth below toward heav’n above,
That I may learn from vaulted skies
How I my worthiness can prove.
As I walk daily here on earth,
Give me thy Spirit as I seek
A change of heart, another birth,
And grow, dear Lord, to be like thee.
  1. Text: Zara Sabin, 1892-1980. (c) 1985 IRI

To know Thee


In Mark Chapter 10 there is the story of the rich young man that comes to Jesus to find out what he needed to do to have eternal live. The Savior lovingly tells him that the only thing this young man is lacking is that he needs to sell all he has, give to the poor, and follow him.

This young man had been obedient to all of the other commandments, and  he wanted to follow the Savior…but the command to leave his riches behind was too much for him:

22 And he was sad at that saying, and went away grieved: for he had great possessions.

I want to follow the Savior, and I’d like to think that if I had been that young man I would have hurried to do what he asked of me. But would I? What are the Lord’s commands that I grieve over letting go of?

There is another example, in the Book of Mormon–Alma 22, of a King that asked the same question-

15 And it came to pass that after Aaron had expounded these things unto him, the king said: What shall I do that I may have this eternal life of which thou hast spoken? Yea, what shall I do that I may be born of God, having this wicked spirit rooted out of my breast, and receive his Spirit, that I may be filled with joy, that I may not be cast off at the last day? Behold, said he, I will give up all that I possess, yea, I will forsake my kingdom, that I may receive this great joy.

18 O God, Aaron hath told me that there is a God; and if there is a God, and if thou art God, wilt thou make thyself known unto me, and I will give away all my sins to know thee,

There is my answer! All Jesus wants from me, in exchange for eternal life with him, is for me to give away all of my sins. Come to him with a broken heart and contrite spirit, repent and forsake.

Elder Robert C. Gay said-

“This is the exchange the Savior is asking of us: we are to give up all our sins, big or small, for the Father’s reward of eternal life. We are to forget self-justifying stories, excuses, rationalizations, defense mechanisms, procrastinations, appearances, personal pride, judgmental thoughts, and doing things our way. We are to separate ourselves from all worldliness and take upon us the image of God in our countenances.

I will start where I am. I will try harder. I will give away ALL of my sins so that I can know him!

Religious Content

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“There is an hour of peace and rest, unmarred by earthly care;

‘Tis when before the Lord I go and kneel in secret prayer.”

Hans Henry Peterson

This sweet little Hymn has been taunting me for months.
There is also the one that says
“Sweet hour of prayers, sweet hour of prayer..”
The reasons why these hymns seem to be bothersome to me are;
1-How many times have you actually prayed for an hour. I can think of maybe one.
2– How many times have you had..” an hour of peace and rest, unmarred by earthly care.”
I am BAD about remembering to say my personal prayers. I had to put a sticky note on the Bathroom wall, above my towels, to remind me to pray in the morning. You see, the bathroom is my place where I “Pray in secret day by day”. Showering is my alone time, though there are usually kids banging on the door
“Mom, Smith is beating up Brig for no reason!” they’ll say.
I say back, “Tell him not to.”
“Smith…….NOT TO!” I hear.
Anyway—–back to my unmarred prayer. I shower, get dressed, and then yell at the bathroom door
(Where several unruley kids have gathered..and are now chanting “MOM!”)
“Everyone Shut Your Yappers for a second! Mom has to have prayer!”
How’s that for getting into the spirit?
Then I kneel by my laundry basket and quickly offer the same prayer because the kids are starting to do battle, and I can’t think clearly enough to say a real one.
So, my friends, I am ready to take suggestions.
My only idea so far is that I can get up at 3:00 am for some peace, rest, and prayer.
Is that my only hope??
(I hope not, because that is bound to make me cranky the next day!)