I was very excited to discover that 2 of my tutorials from years ago have been pinned onto Pinterest. It wasn’t even pinned by me 🙂
The special edition of the Ensign on the Book of Mormon had an article by elder Neil A Anderson on how to use the Book of Mormon in our families. Having read through the Book of Mormon last year for Sunday School (and my Personal Progress!) I have started a study of the Book of Mormon again this year keeping an eye out for the truths that I could learn that are important for me as a parent raising children in the gospel.
This week I have been time studying Enos. This book has long been a favourite of mine. Only 27 verses long, but so much to learn. In the past this book is where I have learned about developing faith, about repentance, forgiveness and conversion to the gospel, and the effect of this on a person’s life. This time around, I was reading looking for counsel for me as a parent given from another parent, ultimately my Heavenly Father.
verses 1 and 3 held the truths I needed to find this time:
1 Behold, it came to pass that I, Enos, knowing my father that he was a just man—for he taught me in his language, and also in the nurture and admonition of the Lord—and blessed be the name of my God for it—
3 Behold, I went to hunt beasts in the forests; and the words which I had often heard my father speak concerning eternal life, and the joy of the saints, sunk deep into my heart.
We don’t have much information about Enos before time in his life. We don’t know whether he was rebellious, or whether he had just arrived at a point in his life where he was seeking an independent witness and testimony. But at the time he needed it, what he needed to know came to him in the form of his father’s testimony. His father had often taught and (I assume) born testimony – words which had travelled with Enos like a seed waiting to sprout.
It reminded me of the importance of having regular gospel conversations, of teaching diligently and with the Spirit, bearing testimony often. As I do so I hope that the Spirit will carry eternal truths to the hearts of my children. I can’t predict when or how the moment of conversion will come to my children, but I know what my role is.
haha… as I started to type the title, typo struck and I typed in “biginnings” – how appropriate now that I contemplate starting up a healthier lifestyle 🙂
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Whenever I see one of these I have to blow on it and spread all the little seeds on the breeze. I know dandelions are weeds but as Ralph Waldo Emerson said: “What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered“.
My mother always said she was a bit like a dandelion – frequently mowed down by life’s challenges, but always springing back to life looking as cheerful as ever. Near impossible to get rid of.
In honour and memory of my mother I feel dutybound to spread as many dandelions as I can. Its virtues may go generally unrecognised, but I will always appreciate its sunny colour, cheeky disposition and resilience in the face of life’s lawnmowers.