Bev Psalm 42: My Friend

Gone, Gone, Gone,

My friend has moved away and

   left memories behind.

A laugh, a smile and all awhile

   just across the way,

Running, jogging, swimming,

Sometimes one foot on a

   colorful, small skateboard

Racing down the sidewalk.

Always a smile so wide,

A true friend at my side

Now, gone, gone, gone.

Am I alone?

Yes, but not lonely.

I have another friend;

My constant, loving friend.

Jesus is my friend:

Arms outstretched,

He hugs me close and

Tells me that I’m cherished.

Friends, silver and gold.

Make new friends, but

Keep the old.

Friendship is eternal.

 

Bev Psalm 41: Hastening and a Miracle

Hastening is a word that really matters.

Moving quickly, accelerating, even urgency is

   the Spirit of Gathering.

Miracles happen daily.

Our gratitude to God’s tender mercies and blessings

   is profound.

We joyfully prepare for the Lord’s Second Coming.

We seek to prepare the world for that glorious day.

Missionaries invite, teach, serve and testify of

   Jesus Christ.

His coming may not be today; it may not be tomorrow.

   But it is going to be some tomorrow.

Knock, knock, knock!

Who is it? I say from my recliner.

Missionaries! Just a minute...

I open the door.

“We are from the Church of Jesus Christ of

   Latter-day Saints.”

Me, too! I say to myself, “How beautiful upon the

   Mountains are the feet of those who are still

   Publishing peace.”

His new convert companion says, pointing to the Elder

   In his white shirt and tie, “He’s a family history champion!”

Me too!!!!

Are you a member of a group? The Elder asks.

Yes, I am. It’s called Peace of Mind.

Wow, he says, my dad’s a member of that group.

   There must be at least 50 members in it.

I respond, there are many, many more than that.

Hey, I’ll look it up on my FamilySearch app.

97 you are right!

In the over 340 million people in the United States,

   and over 400 apartments in my complex, what

   are the chances that you should knock on my door?

A miracle! One in 97 and you found ME!

I was wondering if God saw me and my neediness.

Yes. He sees me and let’s me know that I, who am

   just a little nothing, is indeed His everything.

He loves me!

Bev Psalm 39: My Remote Controller

Click, click, click

I slap the remote controller against my hand.

Again, slap, slap, slap, click,click,click

Nothing.

Maybe it’s the batteries.

Two AAAs are replaced; last two in old 14 pack.

Click, click, click. Nothing.

Went shopping, bought small pack of AAAs.

Got home. Replaced the batteries, not expecting a change.

Thinking probably need a new remote controller.

Click…what? It works!

Don’t throw away a device because it stopped working.

Change the batteries.

Don’t discard the person when they struggle, help them.

AA: Attention and Affection

AAA: Attention, Affection and Acceptance

C: Compassion

D: Direction

And if they still don’t shine, sit with them.

Just be there, still and quiet.

Shinning for them.

A light of God’s love to encompass them

That they may see your good works

And glorify your Father in which is in heaven.

Bev Psalm 37: T

Tiny piece of paper. Questions asked and answered.

Trusting in the Lord’s revelation to these two men, my priesthood leaders.

Testimony strengthened over time in this process every two years, I’ve traveled to them; now they come to me.

 

Thankful they live lives clean and pure; give service to those of us with trials of mobility, tests of age and trapped bodies.

Temple recommend in hand. Time teaches me the sacred lessons to be learned in the House of the Lord.

Trinity clarified, creations purpose and Christ’s doctrine revealed there. Tying me to heavenly parents who will welcome me home when life’s targets are met. 

Touching the edge of eternity, hands clasped, glimpses of a Father’s love so profound. tears come. I’m not trapped, oh no, transformed, becoming all that God wants me to be. His will be done. 

Together for eternity, transported to realms where charity floods my whole soul, Christ’s love tightens those sealing ties, where families are securely, sacredly gathered over altars in His celestial presence.