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To Donald Trump

It appears you may become our next president of the United States, and I have some concerns. As I saw you in a prayer circle of Christian men and women, I trust that you are a Christian man yourself. Nevertheless, from your recent comments, I am not sure you are aware of a few things, which I share with you here.

America is a land which has been dedicated and consecrated unto God, your Heavenly Father, and set apart by the lives of thousands of men and women. Many of our brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers, came to this continent and have given of their time and energy, and their very lives to protect America as a land of freedom for all of God’s children. This is God’s Country, even though many do not believe that any longer. God will not be mocked.

God gave us agency to choose for ourselves whom we would worship and serve. Some call it “free” agency, yet God and His beloved son, even Jesus Christ, suffered greatly to give us this gift. Jesus Christ became the Saviour of all of your Heavenly Father’s children by coming to earth to show us the way to return home. He not only lived, but suffered every form of temptation and anguish, pain, sorrow and loneliness,  so we could keep that gift of agency. In fact, Jesus Christ died to show the truth regarding the resurrection of man. He proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that there is in fact life after death.

The “Proclamation to the World” shares what God has to say about families and our relationships and also shares the calamities which are coming unless people repent. If you have not read it, I suggest you do.

Many of us have made wrong choices in our youth and growing up years. Some even continue as adults to make wrong choices, however, God has said that when a person repents we are to forgive them and fellowship them. Nonetheless, if they do not repent, then we need to stay apart from them, and pray for them.

If you become President of the United States, you have said you would build a wall around our nation and keep all others out. I wonder if you have forgotten that by building a wall, you also lock people in. You were born after Hitler took control of Europe, so probably know nothing about the horrors committed against millions of people, nor the shame and guilt Hitler caused many thousands who followed him to suffer after they came to their senses and realized what they had done.  When history is forgotten, it is repeated.

Sir, you also spoke of torturing those who believe differently than you do. Again, that sounds very much as Stalin or Hitler and those who followed them. I know that many do not believe the holocaust happened, but I know it did. Since the Gospel of Jesus Christ has been restored to the earth that have been wars and rumors of wars; Earthquakes in divers places around the world; Famine and poverty in many nations, including our own. Would you have Americans become a nation of murders? Would you really want us to become such as those of the ISIS population? I pray not!

The way the Lord and the early day prophets described this is as “birth pains”. They started mild and now have grown more frequent and more severe. Our day has become very much worse since that time of the Civil War. I wonder sir, if you remember why that war was fought? Once again, it was about agency or by another name: freedom. Some wanted slaves, other wanted to free them. This thing regarding freedom has always caused much bloodshed.

Many people do not believe that God is alive. They feel that when Jesus died, that was it. Some believe the Christ has not yet come. Many do not believe in the resurrection, nor do they believe in work for their dead.

I personally know what it is liked to be raped and tortured by multiple people and find out you are with child. Yet, I also know that God is not the father of such unhappiness.  He does not want us to be unhappy, but rather to have real joy and happiness, not only after we die, but while we are upon this earth. This is part of the reason He gave us Commandments, so we could find happiness and joy while upon the earth. He is not the Father of cruelty to others of His children. Yet, He will allow evil to happen to His children, because He gave us all our agency. Only, those who do evil must and shall pay a horrific price if they do not repent.  Their pains will be worse than what the Lord, Jesus Christ went through Himself, unless they repent. He bled at every pore from the pain. It was not only on the cross that He suffered.

May God bless you to make the correct choices, that you may have a change of heart regarding our Nation as well as all other Nations. Sir, every person living and dead are children of your Heavenly Father. If you do not believe me, ask God and read your version of the Holy Bible if you have one.

I so pray you will repent before you get into office, for I know America has stopped being what God and our forefathers intended it to be. In my humble opinion, from what I have seen and heard, many no longer care about God and truth, nor doing what is right in the eyes of God. Please Sir, repent before our once great nation is destroyed.

 

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A Heart Was Turned

“But unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in his wings; and ye shall go forth, and grow up as calves of the stall.

“And ye shall tread down the wicked; for they shall be ashes under the soles of your feet in the day that I shall do this, saith the Lord of hosts.

“Remember ye the law of Moses my servant, which I commanded unto him in Horeb for all Israel, with the statutes and judgments.

“Behold, I will send you Elijah the prophet before the coming of the great and dreadful day of the Lord:

“And he shall turn the heart of the fathers to the children, and the heart of the children to their fathers, lest I come and smite the earth with a curse. (Malachi 4:2-6)

God said, “If ye love Me, keep my commandments.”

In many places now, it is illegal to even show the ten commandments, but when you have them in your heart, you know they are not hard to keep. And if you break them, God sent His son, Jesus Christ to show us how to repent and turn back towards God.

In the beginning, family was meant to be together forever. And a family was a man and a woman and children.

I am so grateful to the Lord for coming to earth in a mortal body and showing us how to be the best we can be. True, it is not easy to live this way in the world today, until you actually do it, and then you learn that it gives you real joy.

Not the “hot tub” and “Football games” type of joy, but rather a sense of peace and healing that is better than any hot tub or football game. The kind of joy that makes you all bubbly inside. The kind of joy that makes you want to just sing, right out loud.

In society today, we see people running around in circles trying to find happiness. If they don’t want to do something, they don’t do it. If they want to do something, they just do it.  Little do they know, it is just like a chicken, when it’s head has been chopped off. They are dead and just don’t know it, yet.

When Malachi said that the hearts of the children would turn to the fathers and the fathers to the children, he was serious. And I, for one, am most grateful for it.

Back in the early 1950’s I watched my sister get hit over the head with a 2×4 type of board until she lay in a puddle of her own blood in the driveway. That was the last time I saw her until 30 years had gone by.

In growing up, I had gone one way, she another. Oh, she did not die, but rather was in a hospital for a while and then placed with a family who raised her with love. I was tossed here and there until I finally ran away to the desert. While I was in the desert, God sent two missionaries to tell me who I really am and who He is in relation to me.

Years later, a prophet of God by the name of Spencer W. Kimball asked members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day-saints to send their pedigree charts to Salt Lake City so the Church could try out a new program. Since that time in the desert, I am a member of that Church and since I did not know who should be on my pedigree chart, I went to a room in the Stake Center (not a dinner house) and asked if someone could show me how to fill mine in.

The first thing I did was send for my birth certificate. Once I learned who I was, and how to correctly spell my birth name, I wanted to find my mother’s family. I was going through a film called a “microfiche” and low and behold, I saw my sister’s name. My heart skipped a beat, then I re-read it to be sure I actually saw it. Yup, it was a match. I wrote down all the information and went home, where I promptly wrote a letter (they did not have emails back then) to the woman who had submitted the information.

I also enclosed a self-addressed, stamped envelope that just said something about if she was my sister, and she did not want to remember her past, she could send that and I would not bother her again.  Also giving her my telephone number in case she did want to talk to me. Then, I waited.

I don’t remember how much time passed, but one day I got a phone call. It was the woman, who told me that she was not my sister, but she felt impressed to tell me to call my father.

After explaining to her that my father did not raise me, she again said, “I feel impressed. . . ” I then had to admit, I had not spoken to my father in many years.  She told me once again about being “impressed”. She wished me luck, then hung up.  To me, that word “impressed” means it was from God through her to me.

After looking in the telephone book for my father’s phone number, I learned that he was still living in the old house where we lived when I was a child. I said another prayer and then dialed the number. After a few rings, his current wife picked it up. We spoke greeting, then she said, “It’s strange that you called. Just the other day we got a call from a woman saying she wanted to talk to her father. I let her know that he only had one child, and that was you.”

I gulped, then asked if she had left a telephone number. I was told she had, but it had been thrown in the trash. I wanted to cry, until she said, “But your dad hasn’t taken the trash out yet, let me go see if it’s still there.” It was, and after I wrote it down, I thanked her and hung up.

After drying my tears and saying a prayer, I dialed the number. A young girl answered the phone and I asked if her mother was home. She asked who was calling, and I told her to just say, “Midge”. She did, and in the background I heard “Oh my God!” and then for the next hour or so my sister and I laughed, cried and spoke for the first time in 30 years.

She invited me to come visit her, and I explained as soon as I could make the arrangements I would be there.

To make a long story short, I did and we had a marvelous two weeks visit. The first of many.

Now, you may say, oh that is no big deal. But let me explain one thing here. If I had not done what the prophet asked me to do, I never would have had that reunion. I never would have met my niece and nephew. I never would have known that she was alive.

So many wonderful things happened for me, all because I did what I was asked to do, even though I did not want to. The reason I did not want to, was because there had been no love in my family since my mother had died, shortly after I was born. But, when a prophet speaks, it is just as if God Himself is talking to us. I love God, so wanted to be obedient to let God know that I do in fact love Him.

There are many today, who want nothing to do with family. But let me share with you, that when you begin to do what God asks you to do, you begin to receive blessings in your life. I had been willing to give up on ever having a family and was rewarded with more family than I even knew existed. And I am talking about “loving” family.

God is the Father of us all. He is love and family can be loving in spite of being human.

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Whom do you follow?

The Apostles of the Lord Jesus Christ, while He was upon the earth, taught many of the same principles that our living prophets and apostles teach today. For example, in the Holy Bible, James, an Apostle of the Lord Jesus Christ once said:

“Behold, we put bits in the horses’ mouths, that they may obey us; and we turn about their whole body.”(James 3: 3)

I find it interesting that living Apostles still teach us the same thing. They teach us in plain and simple ways, just as they did back in James day.

“One day I asked my grandfather how I would know if I was always doing the right thing, given that life presents so many choices. As my grandfather usually did, he answered me with an experience from farm life.”

“He taught me about breaking in a team of horses so that they would work together. He explained that a team of horses must always know who is in charge. One of the keys to asserting control and directing a horse is a harness and bit. If a member of the team ever believes that it does not need to obey the will of the driver, the team will never pull and work together to maximize their ability.”

“Now let’s examine the lesson my grandfather taught me using this example. Who is the driver of the team of horses? My grandfather believed it is the Lord. He is the one who has a purpose and a plan. He is also the trainer and builder of the team of horses and, in turn, each individual horse. The driver knows best, and the only way for a horse to know it is always doing the right thing is to be obedient and follow the driver’s lead.”( L. Tom Perry, an Apostle of the Lord Jesus Christ.)

One of the things I love about Apostles is that they always give clear direction. I have heard many people say that what the apostles ask is just too hard. “It is not all black and white,” they say, “there are many shades of grey. Things are different today.” Perhaps you have heard this as well. The Lord, Jesus Christ was totally obedient to His Father. He never said, “Oh, let me just disobey today, and then I’ll do better tomorrow. There is plenty of time.” Thus, why do we tend to justify our lives in that way? Didn’t Jesus say, “Come follow me” ?

Then said Jesus unto his disciples, “If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me.” (Matthew 16: 24)  (NOTE: He was speaking to women as well as men.)

From what you can read in the Holy Bible or the Book of Mormon, you will see that not all people changed. Not all people wanted to stop doing what they were doing, much like in this day. In those days, everyone used horses, donkey’s or camels, so they understood about a “bit”, however, now we have other modes of transportation. Can you imagine being on an airplane and having the pilot say, “I think i’ll not follow the rules on being a pilot today. I’d rather just let the plane do it’s own thing.”

Now you might think, “Isn’t that why they have auto pilot?” Try asking a real pilot about that and he or she will set you straight on that. Just as there is cruise control in cars, I would not want to trust that during freeway traffic during rush hour, would you?

Regarding families: Pope Francis, of the Catholic Church said:

“We now live in a culture of the temporary, in which more and more people are simply giving up on marriage as a public commitment. This revolution in manners and morals has often flown the flag of freedom, but in fact it has brought spiritual and material devastation to countless human beings, especially the poorest and most vulnerable. … It is always they who suffer the most in this crisis.”

In referring to those of the rising generation, Pope Francis said it is important that they “do not give themselves over to the poisonous [mentality] of the temporary, but rather be revolutionaries with the courage to seek true and lasting love, going against the common pattern”. (Complementarity of Man and Woman, Nov. 17, 2014, humanum.it/en/videos; see also zenit.org/en/articles/pope-francis-address-at-opening-of-colloquium-on-complementarity-of-man-and-woman.)

Today, in my email, I received a prayer request from a member of a Protestant church.  It is wonderful to know that many of us are pulling together, as a team, to exercise our faith and prayers in doing what God wants us to do. By being obedient to God; following the commandments; and praying for those who lead our nation: there is great strength. By praying for those whose hearts are hardened, that they might chose to repent, we give America back to God (who gave it to us in the first place). God decided a very long time ago about what a family should be. Even though I did not come from a loving family, that does not mean I do not believe in families. In deed, I do believe in the kind of families God wants us to have. 

For several years, we have had the “Proclamation on the Family” put out by the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day-saints. have you read it, yet? https://www.lds.org/topics/family-proclamation  I recommend you read it, and then pray above it. It is truth from God.

As for me and my house, I will follow Jesus Christ.

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Honor thy Father and thy Mother

Today I have been trying to find a way to honor my father. This is not an easy thing, as my father claimed to be a Christian, yet his actions proved him otherwise. Nonetheless, the Lord God gave us the 5th commandment and because I want to be obedient to God, I have struggled for years with this commandment:

“Honour thy father and thy mother, as the Lord thy God hath commanded thee; that thy days may be prolonged, and that it may go well with thee, in the land which the Lord thy God giveth thee.” Deuteronomy 5:16

It is easy to honor my mother, she did a very noble thing by giving me birth. While striving to find an answer to my problem regarding my father, I went to the scriptures. I came across this verse given by the Apostle Neal A Maxwell:

“The fifth commandment’s laudable emphasis upon honoring parents, unless checked by the first commandment, could result in unconditional loyalty to errant parents rather than to God.” “Behold the Enemy is Combined”, April 1993.

I am so grateful for prophets to help us find truth. My goodness, most of us who grew up in homes where abuse was the norm, find it very difficult to keep that particular commandment, because they never saw anyone honoring them. Clean love is so important for children, don’t you agree?

Alexander Pope cautioned:

“Vice is a monster of so frightful mien,

As, to the hated, needs but to be seen;

Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face,

We first endure, then pity, then embrace.”

Another thing that made so much sense to me, again from Elder Maxwell:

“Abortion, which has increased enormously, causes one to ask, “Have we strayed so far from God’s second great commandment—love thy neighbor—that a baby in a womb no longer qualifies to be loved—at least as a mother’s neighbor?” Even so, violence to an unborn child does not justify other violence!”

My father wanted me dead before I was born, yet mother would not do it. After I was gang raped and became pregnant, everyone kept trying to get me to abort. yet I would not do it. An innocent baby is not to fault for what it’s parents do. My goodness, it is so hard for me to comprehend what people are thinking.

Never forget what Elder Dallin H. Oaks said:

“Agency – the power to choose is fundamental to Heavenly Father’s plan, even when the consequences of some person’s choice may create an unwanted result. Agency is necessary, for if God intervened to forestall the consequences of a person’s choice, He would destroy His plan for eternal progress.”

Here is something else he said:

“The love of God does not supersede His laws and His commandments, and the effect of God’s laws and commandments does not diminish the purpose and effect of His love. The same should be true of parental love and rules.”

I do so love the blessings we receive from those whom we follow. I have felt the hand of God when I hear them speak or read their words. I know the Lord lives and loves each and every one of us. I know that Joseph Smith Jr. was a prophet and the Book of Mormon was translated by him as a means to help us in our time to understand what God has in store for us. I know that within the pages of that book are the wisdom of the ages, told to us from the lips of those who lived here on the American Continent. I know that when we follow the teachings of the prophets, both living and dead, we and our families are the ones who are blessed. When we chose to disobey and go our own ways, then we reap the whirlwinds.

To my brothers and sisters who believe that women should marry women and men should marry men, I beg you to ask God. In the days of Noah, they believed this way also. If you care to read the story of Noah’s time, get out your bibles.

Go to Genesis 6:5

“And God saw that the wickedness of man was great in the earth, and that every imagination of the thoughts of his heart was only evil continually.”

Drop down to verses 11-13 and ask yourself, is this really worth it?

11 The earth also was corrupt before God, and the earth was filled with violence.

12 And God looked upon the earth, and, behold, it was corrupt; for all flesh had corrupted his way upon the earth.

13 And God said unto Noah, The end of all flesh is come before me; for the earth is filled with violence through them; and, behold, I will destroy them with the earth.

God gave us the rainbow to let us know that never again will He use a flood to destroy mankind. The next time it shall be by fire.

Isaiah 29:6

“Thou shalt be visited of the Lord of hosts with thunder, and with earthquake, and great noise, with storm and tempest, and the flame of devouring fire.”

Look around you my brothers and sisters. Look around. Then, look up.

I know that by honoring God, I am keeping the 5th commandment. This is the answer to my question on this beautiful May afternoon. I pray that these things I have shared with you, can bring peace to someone you know who is struggling with this same issue. The Lord is the final judge. If we will continue to do what is right, then even those who abused us will find that the Atonement of Jesus Christ is just and merciful. Hugs from a distance.

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To my son

I take this from the Book of Mormon, yet the words are not only Alma’s they are mine:

My son, give ear to my words; for I swear unto you, that inasmuch as ye shall keep the commandments of God ye shall prosper in the land.

I would that ye should do as I have done, in remembering the captivity of our fathers; for they were in bondage, and none could deliver them except it was the God of Abraham, and the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob; and he surely did deliver them in their afflictions. (You know that I came when I learned of where you were. God blessed me with you that night – thank you for saving me from your friends.)

And now, O my son (Phillip), behold, thou art in thy youth, and therefore, I beseech of thee that thou wilt hear my words and learn of me; for I do know that whosoever shall put their trust in God shall be supported in their trials, and their troubles, and their afflictions, and shall be lifted up at the last day.

And I would not that ye think that I know of myself—not of the temporal but of the spiritual, not of the carnal mind but of God.

Now, behold, I say unto you, if I had not been born of God I should not have known these things; but God has, by the mouth of his holy angel, made these things known unto me, not of any worthiness of myself;

My sweet man, now. You are no longer my little boy. I only held you from birth until you were a two week old baby, then again in Colorado in 1989. My son, when I found you at 17, I could not hold. You were someone else’s son. The only reason I knew it was you is because you looked so much like your father. When your step-mother, or whomever that lady was in Colorado said, “What kind of a mother are you to not even recognize your own children.” she was right. A big difference between a child being fed at my breast and a man sitting there in a full beard and long hair. Nonetheless, when I looked into your eyes, I recognized you.

The reason I sat so long holding my hands together that night was because I was pleading with Father to help me be calm and not feel the pain of the words being thrown at me. I had wanted so badly to see you both that I did not want this moment to end.

Now, all these years have gone by, and I am almost ready to go back to my heavenly home. Perhaps, if it is Father’s will, I can see you when you and Rebecca leave this earth. If not, know this. I never stopped loving you.

The picture was taken when I did not know who you were. I just knew you and your sister were sitting on a swing and I pushed you. Larry brought you to my home and your grandfather took this picture of us. By the time I got a copy of it, you were a full grown man. Pain knows no bounds at times. Yet, this little picture has been in my home, in a place of honor,  since I received it. I used to have a small statue of Jesus holding little children, and I taped it to that. Then, I found a woman who had lost her children to death and gave her the statue, but I kept this picture next to my mission theme. I have Christ in my heart, so I only needed to see you and Rebecca once in awhile to be comforted. Now that your grandfather is gone, I was blessed by your Aunt Pat to get the picture of you two on your second birthday. The one where Rebecca had three candles and you had two on the same cake, and you both were smiling. I have that hanging on my kitchen cupboards. Good night my sweet one.

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Choose Ye This Day

“And see that all these things are done in wisdom and order; for it is not requisite that a man should run faster than he has strength. And again, it is expedient that he should be diligent, that thereby he might win the prize; therefore, all things must be done in order.” Mosiah 4:27

Marjorie Pay Hinckley added this:

“Choose carefully each day that which you will do and that which you will not do, and the Lord will bless you to accomplish the important things that have eternal consequences. At my age, I’ve edited the scripture just a little. “For is is not requisite that a woman should hobble faster than she has strength!”

I do so love that woman. I adored her husband. He was a prophet of God who blessed me in more ways than one.

From here down, please be advised I share things from my past, which might upset you. So be forewarned I don’t want to trigger anyone.

I can’t remember how old I was, all I know is, I was not yet a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day-saints, but this scripture from the King James version of the Holy Bible really struck me as truth:

Joshua 24:15

15 “And if it seem evil unto you to serve the Lord, choose you this day whom ye will serve; whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell: but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.”

Where I came from, family chose false gods. They chose Satan, sex, drugs, and violence, pornography, bondage and worse. In the past, others wanted details, but I will not share details. These are things that should never be spoken of, let alone lived. Many children struggle with these types of backgrounds which creates shame that is almost too much to bear.

I remember in one town I lived in, I was out walking the neighborhood and saw the Calling Cards of Pedophiles and Rapists. They were all over the walls to show where certain houses were that contained single women with children, and those where men worked nights. In the windows next to the spot where the train pulled into town were explicit Pedophile calling cards. I went up to the door of the establishment and told them I knew what those were and to please, take them down. They just laughed at me. I asked to speak to the owner of the building and was told I was speaking to him. I again repeated my request. He continued to laugh, so I left.

I prayed all the way to the City/County building and ask to see who owned that building. After I gathered the information, I went to speak to the Mayor. He assured me that he was there to protect the women and children in that city. I filed a permit to picket, then went back home and prayed. I began a fast, and the next day I went to where the women I knew were working on a project and informed them of what was coming. They just kept their heads down, and told me not worry about it. They were protected. I was furious. Just because they were married was not an excuse to place others in harms way. I left and went home to prepare to do what I knew I needed to do.

One woman found out and drove by where I was walking. She brought me water and dry socks. One man came and walked as long as he could, however he was also disabled, so could not stay long. Many people drive by who honked and gave me a thumbs up, yet I walked alone. I walked each day until dark, then came back the next morning. I walked for three days praying and walking back and forth in front of the establishment with a sign on my chest and back. When I went home, I wrote note from the children of the City and asked him again to not bring those types of people into their neighborhood. I mailed it.

After the third day I went for a walk around the small area I lived. One of the earlier prophets told us that now was the time to go into the cracks and crevices to find God’s children. I follow the prophets, living and dead  I went back to the Government building to learn who were the owners of certain places. I then, went to the door of a whore house and knocked. I could see the eye behind the peek hole, and spoke very loudly, “I know who you are and what you are doing. WE don’t want you here.” I then went to the neighbors and let them know I was going to be picketing and why. I went home to prepare, and then picketed in front of the building for three days, as I had the other place. Again, I got honks, and thumbs up, but walked alone. After, I went into each alley during the dawn hours and knocked on car windows where there were people engaged in sexual activities. I shamed them, and let them know others were watching. I asked people leave their outside lights on at night. I took gloves and pick up tools to gather the condoms and empty needles before the children got up for school.

Then, I went downtown, and noticed some things that were already in town. I again went back and found out who the owners where. I was more than livid. I marched into the City/County Building during a meeting open to the public. I signed up to ask a question, then waiting my turn. While I waited I prayed and asked to be calm so I could say what needed to be said.

I walked up to where the Mayor was sitting and stared at him, until he looked up. I got as close to him as I could, and put my finger in front of his nose. “Shame on you!” I said. “You told me you were here to protect the women and children in this city and yet you are part owner in whore houses, abortion clinics, leather shops, paraphernalia shops. Shame on you!” The other members of the council lowered their eyes and heads, but he just sat there smiling.  I let him know that I had told Heavenly Father on him, then turned and went home.

In the past I have paid a high price for speaking truth. I have been tortured, drugged, locked up, laughed at, spit upon, and worse. But I share this with you. When people do not listen to the prophets, they reap the whirlwinds of God. Since when is murder of innocents an option? I’m sorry, but this sin is most grievous. When I first came here, I saw abortion clinics being advertised in public. I wrote to every religious person in town. I got only two letters back. One from an Orthodox Jewish Rabbi and the other from the President of the Church of Latter-day-saints.

I thank God for His righteous sons and their wives. They know whom they stand for. I know whom I stand for. Whom do you choose?

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My Son

When my children were babies, they were kidnapped and until they were grown, I never knew where to find them. I am only sharing this, so you will see that God does bless us and when we do what is right, He gives us our hearts desires.

The photograph you see was not sent to me until after my father died and my step-sister had compassion and sent it to me. This is the way I want to remember them. I have only seen my son twice since he was stolen at two weeks old. My daughter was only a year and a few month that November in 1965 and the next time I saw her was in December 1989.

When I was set apart to become a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day-saints, I was given a blessing. For those of you who do not know what a blessing is: it is a gift from our Father in Heaven to those whom love Him, honor Him and will do what He has asked of them.

In the blessing I was promised if I served a faithful mission, I would be reunited with my family. At that time, I thought, “He has not clue what he is promising me.” Yet, in my heart, I knew that God never lies, so I moved forward.

Two weeks prior to my mission ending, I received a telephone call from a young man who claimed to be my son. I hung up on him. A few minutes later the phone rang again. I again hung up on him. I felt that perhaps a member of my family was trying to cause me grief, so I told my companion that if he called again, she needed to answer the phone. It did, and she did.

Soon, she came into the room and said, “Sister King, I think you need to talk to this person.”  I took the receiver and began to ask questions. He had all the right answers, and I felt in my heart it was not a bad joke, but rather he was in deed my precious Phillip.

Unbeknownst to me, he was part of a group of those who dislike people of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day-saints. He had been lied to so much by my family, that he hated me. I was told that his sister was with him, and he wanted me to meet his new girl friend. I explained I still had two weeks of my mission to go, but when it was over I would come as quickly as I could. He said, “Then forget it. If you can’t come now, then I don’t want to see you.” I begged him to allow me to talk to my mission president and try to work something out. He agreed, and after we hung up I wept bitterly. I knew that if I went, I would be breaking my mission rules, yet I also knew that if I did not go I might never see my son.

To make a long story short, I did obtain permission as well as was supported in my struggles by all those who knew what I was going through. My own companion could not come with me, however a Family History sister had relatives who lived in that city and she made arrangements for us to stay in their home while there. We got to the bus depot in that city only to learn that he had changed his mind and did not want to see me. After we went to her family’s home, she called him and I have no clue what she said, but he said I could come, but only if I came alone.

I broke mission rules again and went alone. I was surrounded by those whom hated me. I was mocked, taunted, spit upon and forced to listen while I was called names and my religion was mocked. Finally, my son had pity upon me. He leaned over, touched my hand and said, “I need to get you out of her before you get hurt.” He nodded to the man who had picked me up and told him to take me back to where I had been picked up. Just as I got to the front door, I turned, and grabbed my son and hugged him. I looked towards my daughter who backed up so I could not touch her. Then, I left.

In my heart, I feel that if I had not broken mission rules and gone alone, we perhaps would have had a much happier ending to this reunion. Nonetheless, I returned to the mission field and finished my mission. I later learned that if I had been patient, my mission president would have sent for my children and we could have been reunited on Temple Square. That never happened, and I am not sure they would have even come.

Even though my children and I are not in touch, I continue to pray that somehow they forgave me for those things they think I did. I pray that they have come to know Jesus Christ and accepted the Gospel plan. I pray that they married and have families which are sealed to them for all eternity. I know that somehow Father will make all things work for their good.

The photograph was taken at my birth-father’s house to celebrate both birthdays. August 10th and November 3rd.  I miss them, but yet I never knew them. I wish they could have known me, but that never happened either. Her 3rd birthday, his 2nd. It is the first I can see that they had something I never had. Happy birthday my loved ones. Happy birthday.

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