Wednesday, May 20, 2026

Bev Psalm 36: Homage to Psalms 118


O Lord, thou hast opened my eyes to see

    thy words, commandments, delight me.

I was there in that council in heaven and

    loved my elder brother, Thy Chosen.

We shouted for joy; angelic choirs sang.

    to earth we came, trailing clouds of glory.

First Abraham, Issac and Jacob came. Their

    lineages proclaimed, a Messiah from them promised.

Adam and Eve, Noah and Moses had paved the way

    for us to receive bodies and learn good from evil.

Satan and one third of heaven’s host, cast down,

   to tempt and try us; our agency, to choose.

Isaiah foretold His birth; born of Mary; laid in a manger

    and shepherds came to worship Him, Immanuel.

Wise men sought Him, brought gifts most needed,

    to flee into Egypt until Herrod’s jealousy was no longer.

Learned men listened in awe of Him when He was a child

    teaching and about His Father’s business.

His earthly ministry, we have records;

    I study and pray to learn His Way.

He laid the foundation, sure and firm; the Rock of our

    Salvation, the headstone at the corner.

His work: to bring to pass the immortality and eternal

    life of all men; He sacrificed for our sins, was led

    like a lamb to slaughter, crucified on Golgotha

    and from His tomb arose the third day.

After He organized the righteous who’d died before,

    into a mighty band of missionaries that would

    take His gospel to all the dead.

Then amazing grace was shed; to other sheep

    He went, who had been led to the furthermost

    parts of His Vineyard and Isles of the sea.

There He taught the Plan of Happiness and how

    his words would go forth, another testament,

    establishing His commandments and showing the

    covenant path to follow.

The Book of Mormon is that testament, brought

    forth by the power of God, the words of prophets

    in America, who kept faithful records as should we.

I testify that Joseph Smith, named after his father, and

    Joseph of old born to save Israel from famine, was

    that boy who God chose to restore His organized church.

Once again, as witnesses acclaim, the ancient true church

    from the meridian of time has been established, never

    to be destroyed, to greet Him when He returns to reign.

I praise the Lord and rejoice in the gift of the Living Christ,

    at the head of His Church today, where modern prophets

    speak His words, for the same it is, as if by He.

The glorious work of saving all who have ever lived upon

    earth, is now found worldwide, performed vicariously in

    more than two hundred temples called Houses of the Lord.

Isaiah’s trees in the wilderness of cyberspace, grow daily,

    one ancestor at a time, as we accompany them;

    they receive all the ordinances of salvation from baptism

    to sealings of family for eternity.

Of course, they have their agency and still must choose,

    even though they’re beyond that veil, the psalmist

    calls the valley of the shadow of death.

We have a great work to do and send missionaries

    around the world to find and gather His lost sheep.

In turn, those whose hearts are healed, hearken to

The Lord and write in their books of remembrance,

Then Malachi’s promise is fulfilled, their father’s hopes

    are turned to them, so earth’s purpose will not be wasted.

We are the jewels in His crown, Our King of Kings, who

    comes soon, a second time to rule and reign on earth,

    The Prince of Peace, our Redeemer, Jesus Christ. Amen.

 


Monday, May 11, 2026

Bev Psalm 35: A little Dust Mote

I'm a little dust mote, dancing in the light

Thankful for a sunbeam streaming just for me.

Smaller than one thousandth, a tiny grain of sand,

Floating high above; it is grand!

In the light of His love, His eye is upon me,

Jesus watches me, and says

My nothingness is His everything.









Bev Psalm 34: My Lament like Nephi’s

I find delight in the scriptures

And things of the Lord.

Even though, having experienced

The personal tender mercies of my God,

Sorrow weighs upon my soul, because

I perceive that I am just a little mote of dust.

Who am I to be in God’s eye? His child!

Yes, but I’m circled about by

Temptation, vexation and weakness.

When I wish to obey and write psalms,

I question my worth; in the world

I’m a nobody, old, widowed and female.

God commands His priesthood, prophets

And men to write, receive revelation.

Their circles of influence are far greater than mine.

Just an old-fashioned blog, have I.

God has been my support and I trust Him.

His love has filled me, often for days;

Why, when He’s heard my prayers

And answered every need that I have,

Should I question my worth and ability

To write psalms as He has commanded?

Long ago, upon the wings of His Spirit

I was found above the earth in spirit.

He showed me my spouse: past, present, and future.

Then I felt the immense love , perfect love,

He had for him. My husband chose his life here.

Years later, a realization flowed into my heart.

Equally yoked, I too was loved perfectly.

So why should I hesitate now in the valley

Of widowed aloneness, question my life?

Awake, Rise up! Pour forth love!

Use the tools of today and let God work

His miracles, bringing people who need

My perspective, find me in cyberspace.

O Lord, I rejoice in Thee, my God and the

Rock of my salvation.

Wilt thou redeem my soul? Banish doubt?

Find me with a contrite heart, I pray.

Lift me up with Thy power, that I may

Continue to walk on Thy covenant path.

Behold, my voice shall ascend up unto Thee

My psalms of praise will continue.

My Rock, my Redeemer! I love Thee! Amen.

 


 

Bev Psalm 33: To Gatherers of Light

May you find what I’ve found

As I’ve walked with Jesus.

An artist’s eye of the Creator

Seeing with eyes to see

His light because He made the sun and

Because He is the Son.

He made thee and me.

We became a living soul

From His touch our bodies live

Each cell alive with light

Our DNA passed down generations

That light from our ancestors and

From God our Spiritual DNA.

His light fills the immensity of space

It is how God communicates and

The planets, mountains and waves obey.

Do we? The greatest gift He gave

Was the ability to choose. Agency!

As we choose the right, seeking to

Obey, we find Righteousness, yes that’s

His name. Walking with the Savior, He

Teaches us to be the ones that

He’ll be with in eternity; and He asks you

To gather others, points of light, to join

The glorious throng, who wait on the Lord

And watch for Him when He comes in again

He asks of you, “…to be a light to the world.”



 

 

Bev Psalm 32: To Messengers of Hope













May you share what I have shared

A message of Hope.

My generation was called the Silent One,

But I broke that title often.

I’ve spoken loud and clear, just see here

My blog, 2011, once talking I’ve a lot to say.

Let not the world title of Generation Z stick to you.

They say you are a digital whiz and are

Active in social media.

Instead Zoom into God’s title for you,

Messengers of Hope.

Our prophets have said that you are the

Generation born with special gifts and skills.

You can walk the paths of new technology

To find ancestors, one-by-one, then

Accompany them to the House of the Lord

To baptize and confirm.

You can spread good tidings of Hope

In a worried world, full of despair.

Speak loudly with your texting fingers the

Hopefulness that’s found in the restored church.

Focus on Jesus Christ and you’ll find Joy to

Share with many friends on earth.

The Lord says, “…be a messenger before my face,

To prepare the way for Me.

 

Thursday, May 7, 2026

Bev Psalm 31: To Builders of Faith

May you learn what I have learned

Trusting in Jesus and walking with Him

Born in this digitally connected world

You were reserved for this very day.

While I’ve had to work hard, run faster and

Fall often just to do that work

That comes so easily to you.

My patriarchal blessing says my work is

Researching ancestors and one by one,

Doing a work for them that they

Cannot do for themselves.

Beyond the veil, I’ve brought thousands

To Him, giving them the chance to choose

To accept Jesus Christ as their Redeemer.

Faith was a gift of God given to me naturally

In my childhood. I loved the stories of Jesus,

But my parents did not attend any church,

Nor believe; So, I went with neighbors or

By bus, if a church sent one to my neighborhood.

Truth is an action word.

I searched for God and His truth.

Twenty-two years later, I found His True Church.

Now, you can receive your patriarchal blessing;

Learn what God would like you to do.

With exceptional technology, you can join the

Battalion to Build and share the gospel on both sides

Of the veil, trusting in Jesus and become

Elijah’s Warriors. Hear His call. He will never leave you.

He will give you power to lift you above worldly worries,

And comfort you with love. His arms will circle round you

And bless you with His Spirit, changing your heart forever.

Together, may you learn what I have learned, and as a

Unified youth on the covenant path, share this gift of faith

With others and fulfill God’s will for you in this mortal life.



 

 

 

 

Sunday, May 3, 2026

Bev Psalm 30: Patriarchal Blessing, Promises to Me

 In 1968, I received my patriarchal blessing.

Quite frankly, it didn’t seem meaningful.

Twenty-three years old, so naïve.

If you are young, take heed

Learn from my mistakes.

That paper copy became lost.

Then came the BIG repentance at age 32.

Ordering a new copy when my life had fallen apart

And in flux. I asked what God wanted from me.

The Brethren, prophets and leaders said,

“Keep a journal,” so, being visually oriented, I began.

At first it was sketchy, sparse and infrequent.

But I was doing it. Trying several different sizes and

Pretty professionally produced volumes,

I finally settled on a 3-ring notebook, a binder format of

Individual lined notepaper, letting me write for my posterity

Including all sorts of fun paper memorabilia in the pockets.

Mainly it was notes, thoughts, and insights as I studied

My scriptures and General Conference talks.

What about my own personal scriptures?

My Patriarchal Blessing!

I retyped and reformatted it making it easier to read:

One paragraph became one chapter;

One sentence became one verse.

One chapter per page and finally in sheet protectors,

I placed these at the front of my journal for a year.

In November, I would prayerfully read and reread it daily.

An amazing thing slowly began to happen: a word or phrase

Would pop out at me. I wrote them down.

Finally a theme or focus became clear. Then I would move

These pages to the front of the journal, design a cover

In keeping with the theme. This location at the front of my journal,

Gently reminded me to read my personal scripture often.

Over the years, certain verses became apparent within talks that

I heard, because they’d become familiar to me and this

Often prompted deeper study of doctrine and gospel principles.

My life purpose and work crystalized! What a Joy!

The Chiastic center of my blessing (Bev 5:2) tells me that

In the House of the Lord, I’ll receive covenants, promises

And blessings, that previously I’d never contemplated.

The Spirit of Elijah has filled my heart. Diligence and obedience

To this sacred doctrine resulted in thousands, yes, thousands,

Of ordinances performed for my ancestors on the other

Side of the veil. Then I added stories, attached sources for proof.

It’s true! Joy and peace are found in this vicarious work.

Now that you’ve read an old-fashioned form of the current

Social media communication platform, you’ll note I’ve chosen

No ads. I am the curator of the content I wish to share.

I own this permanent place. It’s my choice of passions, and

I determine how I present the themes of a week, month or year.

This year my format is Psalms.

Tricky, since I’m better at visuals than writing. But I’m learning.

Using more modern words and from the viewpoint of a 

modern day disciple of Jesus Christ. 

He is my Reason! He should be your Reason!

Focus on Christ!

He told your patriarch exactly what you need to know for your

Successful life in mortality. Find God’s will for you. Begin today!