“’Be ye
therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect’ (Matt
5:48). Now, that is an attainable goal. We will not be exalted, we shall not
reach our destination, unless we are perfect, and now is the best time in the
world to start toward that perfection. I have little patience with people who
say, ‘Oh, nobody is perfect’, the implication being: ‘so why try? Of course no
one is wholly perfect, but we find some who are a long way up the ladder.”
-
President Spencer W. Kimball, “Teachings of Spencer W.
Kimball” p 165
I have been
very introspective on this the last leg of my earthly journey. I think illness
has a great way of forcing us to confront our mortality. Recognizing that life
is a sum of one’s choices, I have been re-hashing my life to discover if there
is something I should have done better: did I follow all the teachings of the
Gospel as I should, did I rely on God enough to follow my life’s plan, did I
allow my fears to control me, did my decisions
make my life better or worse, did I suffer more than I should have, did I try
hard enough to be Christ-like?
So much of
what comes upon us is self-inflicted. Even Job admitted that what he feared had
come upon him (Job 3:25). I discovered a
person can easily run the risk of spending their entire old age beating
themselves up over the past. Seeing clearly you are not perfect can be a
terrible blow to the ego….
I have
looked back on the lessons I have learnt during my life and have reasoned they
are wasted if they are not acted upon but some things cannot be re-visited. Somehow
I think nothing gained here was ever meant to be wasted. There is another life
to be lived….a better life….the real life….the never ending life…..because the
spirit of man lives on and ‘becoming’ is a process.
One day we
will see the beauty in all our earthly experiences and all our learning as we
kneel before the King of Kings and acknowledge His priceless part in our
eternal journey. One day I know, when I am sanctified, He will consecrate ‘the
sum of me’.
The
lessons of my life flowed like a river
Winding
through days, months and years;
I
rescued a few but missed so many
From
the currents as I saw them passing;
They
drowned in a daze of my ignorance,
Unwanted
and ignored but yet abiding.
I
fish them now from the pool of my memory
And
give them life everlasting.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Jesus Prince of Peace by Danny Hahlbohm)

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