Have you noticed how
often ‘remembrance’ is used in the scriptures? Remembering the history of ‘the
fathers’ seemed to have been an ancient method of motivating people to
obedience. Nephites were often prompted to remember not only the children of
Israel’s deliverance from Egypt but also of Lehi’s journey to the promised
land. Both of these events are depicted in the account of King Benjamin’s
farewell speech where the people ‘sat in their tents’ during the renewal of
their covenants to help them remember Israelites’ living in tents for 40 years
and Lehi’s 8 years of tent living in the wilderness. Remembering was anciently
the key factor in covenant renewal. King Benjamin speaks of ‘remembering’ 15
times in his speech to his sons and to the people gathered to hear him (Mosiah
1:3,4,6,7,17; 2:40 twice, 41 twice; 4:11,28,30; 5:11,12; 6:3).
What stood out to me this
morning, as I read about the end of King Benjamin’s life, is that prior to his
death, he appointed priests to teach the people ‘that thereby they might hear
and know the commandments of God, and to stir them up in remembrance of the
oath which they had made’ (Mosiah
6:3). The oath, of course, was the covenant which they had made ‘to take upon
them the name of Christ and that they should be obedient unto the end of their
lives’ (Mosiah 5:8).
When I was growing up in
the Catholic community of Croatia, I was stirred into remembrance of Christ
constantly as every home, including my own, had pictures of Him in every room.
I am not exaggerating here. I now paste pictures of Him in my journal and my
planner constantly. I have done this for years. I think I have subconsciously
wanted to continue that habit of visual remembrance.
There are of course many
ways we can remember the covenants we have made here, the most obvious being
temple attendance and weekly sacrament. More extensive ones are: reading the
scriptures daily, daily consecration during prayer, and simple gratitude in
recounting your blessings and God’s goodness to you. In that vein, of late I
have acquired a daily habit upon rising. My first thought is: How can I honour
the Saviour today?
I pledged my life into Thy hands
When by example You showed me how;
I promised my trials to endure
When I was with You and do so even now.
You dried my tears when I barely coped
And carried me when I could walk no more;
You fed me truths I needed to know
And nurtured my flight into the unknown.
As I promised to obey,
You promised we’d never part;
I remember, I remember
And carry it all
In the shadow of my heart.
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