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Restoration

One of my foster brothers was sent to prison for killing a police officer during the getaway from a robbery at a 7-11. While he was in prison, a former gang member killed him for something he had done before they went to prison. I’m sure when he first began using drugs, he had no clue where that would lead him. I’m sure when he first joined the “Chosen Few” motorcycle gang, he had no clue where that would lead him. I’m sure when he decided to rob that 7-11, he had no clue what he would end up doing. I’m sure when he saw his “buddy” from the old gang in prison, he had no clue he was going to die.

But then, he never knew God. When we were growing up, those who ran that foster home were not exactly the “God fearing” kind of people. While many of us grew up hard, not all of us chose to do what he and so many others did. Many of my foster brothers and sisters continued to do what they had been encouraged to do, harming or killing innocent children and other people. Not all of us chose to follow in that path. One of my foster sisters went all the way to Japan to get away from family. I kept running, until the Lord sent missionaries to teach me truth. And even then, I had to keep running, because no matter where I went, they always seemed to find me. But I was finally able to stop running.

“And it is requisite with the justice of God that men should be judged according to their works; and if their works were good in this life, and the desires of their hearts were good, that they should also, at the last day, be restored unto that which is good.

“And if their works are evil they shall be restored unto them for evil. Therefore, all things shall be restored to their proper order, every thing to its natural frame—mortality raised to immortality, corruption to incorruption—raised to endless happiness to inherit the kingdom of God, or to endless misery to inherit the kingdom of the devil, the one on one hand, the other on the other—

“The one raised to happiness according to his desires of happiness, or good according to his desires of good; and the other to evil according to his desires of evil; for as he has desired to do evil all the day long even so shall he have his reward of evil when the night cometh.

“And so it is on the other hand. If he hath repented of his sins, and desired righteousness until the end of his days, even so he shall be rewarded unto righteousness.

“These are they that are redeemed of the Lord; yea, these are they that are taken out, that are delivered from that endless night of darkness; and thus they stand or fall; for behold, they are their own judges, whether to do good or do evil.

“Now, the decrees of God are unalterable; therefore, the way is prepared that whosoever will may walk therein and be saved.”  Alma 41:3-8

Getting old is not for sissies, but as we get older, we gain certain types of knowledge. It is this knowledge I wish to share with you.

God, our Heavenly Father loves us. Jesus Christ, His son, loves us. The Earth is a place where all of God’s children came to get bodies, so we can be just like Them. Jesus Christ came to earth to gain his body, and also to show us how we can become like Him and be worthy to get back to our Heavenly Parents. He also paid a very high price so we do not have to be held accountable for all the mistakes we make while we are living our lives. That is called the Atonement.

Jesus not only suffered for our sins and mistakes, but He also suffered so He could understand our pains and suffering of all kinds; mental, physical and spiritual pains all included in that. He did that for each of us personally. Now that is true love. When we help others who can’t help themselves, we are showing that same type of love. Amazing, isn’t it?

God has sent prophets to the earth from time to time when humans begin to become corrupted. In the olden days the works of those prophets were recorded in the Holy Bible and the Book of Mormon. For the past few hundred years, we have had living prophets upon the earth again. Today, we have prophets who also show us how to overcome evil and learn who we really are and teach us how much God really did and does love us. Isn’t that great!

Hugs to you, from an older, elder sister.

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Don’t Give Up

I do not know if you are religious or not, but I wish to share something with you that has helped me.

“When we allow God to come into our lives (or we are wise enough to come into His) He “enlarges our steps” for the path we must walk – or, in more modern language, He gives us bigger feet that do not slip.”

“But other elements of God’s miraculous help consists of things He does to, in effect, let us help ourselves. Some paths we feel we just can’t walk. Some mountains seem just too high to climb. Some steps are just too difficult to take. When that is so, heaven does intervene, but often it is not to smooth out the path or remove the mountain or shorten the steps. More often than not, God sends help in a different way. He makes us stronger and more sure-footed. In effect, He gives us bigger feet, stronger legs, a firmer back, more stiffened shoulders. He deals with us rather than with the problem we face. We then proceed with new strength, less slipping, and are all the stronger for it.”                                                 Jeffery R Holland, an Apostle of the Lord Jesus Christ.

Just as you have illnesses that frustrate you, I too have many disabling illnesses. Arthritis, at times so bad, that my neck; shoulders; back; arms; knees; even my fingers and toes tend to hurt even just to move them. I also have stomach issues: GERD and Barrett’s Disease, thus, at times, I vomit a lot. I had a hole in my right eye and lost all the fluid. I was horribly abused as a small child and in my growing up years. I had more blows to my head than a boxer receives over many years in the ring. I had been in a car accident that almost cost me my life. My children had been kidnapped when they were mere babies. I have had recurring bouts with cancer. As a child, I had protein malnutrition.

It came to pass in my life, there was a period of time (four years in fact) that I had to stay mostly in bed or at a hospital. During that time, I contracted e-coli; double pneumonia; blood clots; and Cellulitis on my legs so bad that I almost died from each as well as could have lost both my legs. I have been in and out of various types of hospitals since I was about 6 years old. The majority of the time I have had zero help from others. When I developed cancer as a young woman, my husband walked out on me and my new baby to fend for ourselves.

As you can see, I understand just how hard some of you have it in life. Yet, I want you to know that the words of Jeffrey R Holland are true. I testify to you that I am able to walk now. I can see again with both eyes and there are no more lesions on my brain. The growths throughout my body are all gone. I still have both legs. I still have issues, yes, however, I can do more now and be happier than I have ever been in my entire life.

Psalms 18: 36 “Thou hast enlarged my steps under me, that my feet did not slip.”

Psalms 94:17-19  “Unless the Lord had been my help, my soul had almost dwelt in silence. When I said, My foot slippeth; thy mercy, O Lord, held me up. In the multitude of my thoughts within me thy comforts delight my soul.”

Jesus is “The Christ” in Greek = Messiah in Hebrew. We know that Jehovah = God of the earth of the Old Testament. I learned that Jesus is the Christ, by what I experienced as a small child. He took me out of that closet. He was with me in that back yard. He was with me at my uncle’s home. He was with me in institutions. God sent missionaries to find me when I was out in the desert in Arizona and they taught me all I needed to know: so that I could recognize that it was He who had been with me as a child in California. There might be mistakes in the scriptures, yet they are men’s mistakes not God’s. God lives. Jesus is the Christ. The Atonement He made on our behalf is real, if we will seek it. The Holy Spirit is real. He teaches us truth and never lies.

I don’t mean to be preachy, but I felt you needed to hear these things this morning. Please, don’t give up. I know how badly you want all this crap to end, but don’t give up. I know there are times when it gets bad before it can get better. What you are going through will not last forever.

“Counsel with the Lord in all thy doings, and He will direct thee for good; yea, when thou liest down at night lie down unto the Lord, that He may watch over you in your sleep; and when thou risest in the morning let thy heart be full of thanks unto God; and if ye do these things, ye shall be lifted up at the last day.” Alma 37:37

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A New Way

“Remember that our Savior, Jesus Christ, always builds us up and never tears us down.” Dallan H. Oaks, Apostle of the Lord Jesus Christ, and member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day-saints, as well as an Attorney at Law.

As I am finding others who are not afraid to speak up, I find hope and help for me to heal as well. Coming from a generation where children were to be seen but not heard did not help children of abuse. It may be true that my life is different than yours, yet, we are still all children of parents. I pray yours loved you, but even if they did not, you can still heal. If you have made mistakes in your life, you can repent of them and be healed. If others made mistakes that caused you pain, you can be healed of that pain.

Perhaps it is because I had to endure so much, prior to joining the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day-saints that I was able to recognize the great love that Jesus had for me during those times. I can see how the Lord blessed me while living in my father’s back yard. I can see how the Lord comforted me when I was being abused. I can feel the love that Jesus has for me as He continues to rescue me when others only feel I need to be “locked up for my own good” or “drugged” to keep me quiet.

Knowing that I can lean on the Lord when times are hard, helps me to withstand whatever comes my way. Father hears my prayers and Jesus walks beside me to help me not fall. The Holy Spirit whispers truth in my ears since I was just a little girl, and has never lied to me. I am looking forward to my future now rather than wanting to escape life. I can enjoy life now, by looking forward to the future.

One of the things that has blessed my life was in learning that Jesus Christ was and is my personal Saviour. He came to earth for me. He came for all us sinners as well as for those of us who were sinned against. I want you to know that He also came for you. As I was helped to be forgiven by Jesus Christ, I was blessed to forgive others, at the request of Jesus Christ.

Here is a talk by another Apostle of the Lord Jesus Christ who says it much better than I can. His name is Jeffrey R Holland. For his work in improving understanding between Christians and Jews, he was awarded the “Torch of Liberty” award by the Anti-Defamation league of B’Nai B’rith. He was a profession for many years and is also a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-days-saints.

Today, 7 May 2015, I am witnessing as newspapers are asking people to pray. This is the first time since 11 August 2001- I have seen so many people praying. I for one have never stopped praying. I am so grateful that Father in Heaven hears our prayers.

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Children

“When you choose whether to make or keep a covenant with God, you choose whether you will leave an inheritance of hope to those who might follow your example.” Henry B Eyring, Apostle of the Lord Jesus Christ.

The day my eldest child was born, I felt such deep joy. I felt she was the reason I had been born and allowed to live. This precious little gift straight from God to earth. And I had the honor to usher her into this life. I had prayed that I would be blessed with a family and now I was blessed to see the reality. I held her in my arms, and she just snuggled right in.

It was my joy to feed her and teach her to talk, allow her to walk, and play and enjoy the air and sunshine. Until November 1965, she was mine to love. She was born 23 August 1964 in Bellflower, Los Angeles, California.

When my son, Phillip LeRoy was born, my husband felt deep joy. It matched my own, as now I had two sweet little ones to love. He was born 3 November 1965 in Norwalk, Los Angeles, California. Until Thanksgiving night of 1965 they were both my angels to feed and love and hold.

In 1982 I received a telephone call from an attorney. He told me that my son was in a foster home, and they wanted to adopt him. They needed me to sign the papers to allow that to happen. I let him know that I wanted to at least see my son before I would sign anything. Up until that point, I did not even know if he was alive or dead. He said that was not allowed. I told him I would never sign anything until I had the opportunity to see my son. Then I hung up.

He called back at a later time and let me know the address of the foster home. I made the arrangements and went. As I saw this young man leaning against the door, I could see in him his father, thus I knew it was really my baby in a young man’s body. Slowly, I got out of the car and as I approached him, his foster mother came out the door. She invited us into the house, and I kept staring at Phillip.

Some time later the three of us went to a little coffee shop. I was sitting next to my son and she was telling me all they could give him. My heart was breaking. They could give him all those things I had wanted him to have. I had nothing to give him. Only my love, and he did not know how I felt. He had never really even met me before. After listening, I asked my son if that is what he wanted. He said, “yes”. I told her I needed a little bit of time, but I would sign.

I must admit, I never did sign that paper. As I was standing out back by the corral, crying on the neck of a horse, I heard my son say, “Lets run away together.”  I turned and said, “Let me go tell your foster parents you are coming with me.” He begged me to say nothing, just run. I told him that if I did that, I would go to prison and then we could never be together. He ran away and the foster parents let me know I needed to leave.

In 1986 I was blessed to go the House of the Lord, the Los Angeles Temple and learn who I really am, and that families were meant to be together for all eternity. I made certain covenants while there, and I treasure those promises made unto me.

The next time I saw my children was in Colorado. The year was 1989, and my babies were all grown up. I was only allowed to stay for very short visit, yet I saw what they looked like. No longer did I see my little girl as a wee one. No longer did I mourn over what might have been, but rather, I learned that when we are obedient to our covenants, Father does bless us with our hearts desires. I was reunited with my children and that means more to me than what happened.

I would like to share with you more words spoken by a man of God:

“After all we can do in faith, the Lord will justify our hopes for greater blessings for our families than we can imagine. He wants the best for them and for us, as His children.

“We are all children of a living God. Jesus of Nazareth is His Beloved Son and our resurrected Savior. This is His Church. In it are the keys of the priesthood, and so families can be forever. This is our priceless heritage of hope. I testify that it is true in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, amen.” By President Henry B. Eyring, First Counselor in the First Presidency of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day-saints.”

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Meditation

http://www.mormontabernaclechoir.org/listen/live?lang=eng#d go to “If You Could Hie To Kolob”

When I need to be unpolluted, I used to go up to the mountains. High up, where humans do not go any longer. There used to be a spot high up in the Colorado rocky mountains, just above Rifle.  It was close to an old Ghost town. I went above that.

At night, I gazed up into the sky and saw Heaven. I know you may say that is not heaven, but have you ever really seen that type of view? I mean, really seen what is up there? It is only a small portion of God’s handiwork. a minute speck of His works. And yet, with all He has created, He knows our names. Each and every one of us.

After a week or so up there, I could come back down into the world below and dwell among humans without being grumpy or sad. Truth does set you free, and I want you know that since Joining the Church of the Son of God, even The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day-saints, I have found truth for the first time, out side of the voice of the Holy Spirit of God that is.

Real love is not the way the world shows it. Real love is of God. It is clean and decent. It is soul lifting, not soul being shamed.

Here is what God shared with the world of humans: His rules of real love:

THE FAMILY
A PROCLAMATION TO THE WORLD
The First Presidency and Council of the Twelve Apostles of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints

WE, THE FIRST PRESIDENCY and the Council of the Twelve Apostles of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, solemnly proclaim that marriage between a man and a woman is ordained of God and that the family is central to the Creator’s plan for the eternal destiny of His children.

ALL HUMAN BEINGS—male and female—are created in the image of God. Each is a beloved spirit son or daughter of heavenly parents, and, as such, each has a divine nature and destiny. Gender is an essential characteristic of individual premortal, mortal, and eternal identity and purpose.

IN THE PREMORTAL REALM, spirit sons and daughters knew and worshipped God as their Eternal Father and accepted His plan by which His children could obtain a physical body and gain earthly experience to progress toward perfection and ultimately realize their divine destiny as heirs of eternal life. The divine plan of happiness enables family relationships to be perpetuated beyond the grave. Sacred ordinances and covenants available in holy temples make it possible for individuals to return to the presence of God and for families to be united eternally.

THE FIRST COMMANDMENT that God gave to Adam and Eve pertained to their potential for parenthood as husband and wife. We declare that God’s commandment for His children to multiply and replenish the earth remains in force. We further declare that God has commanded that the sacred powers of procreation are to be employed only between man and woman, lawfully wedded as husband and wife.

WE DECLARE the means by which mortal life is created to be divinely appointed. We affirm the sanctity of life and of its importance in God’s eternal plan.

HUSBAND AND WIFE have a solemn responsibility to love and care for each other and for their children. “Children are an heritage of the Lord” (Psalm 127:3). Parents have a sacred duty to rear their children in love and righteousness, to provide for their physical and spiritual needs, and to teach them to love and serve one another, observe the commandments of God, and be law-abiding citizens wherever they live. Husbands and wives—mothers and fathers—will be held accountable before God for the discharge of these obligations.

THE FAMILY is ordained of God. Marriage between man and woman is essential to His eternal plan. Children are entitled to birth within the bonds of matrimony, and to be reared by a father and a mother who honor marital vows with complete fidelity. Happiness in family life is most likely to be achieved when founded upon the teachings of the Lord Jesus Christ. Successful marriages and families are established and maintained on principles of faith, prayer, repentance, forgiveness, respect, love, compassion, work, and wholesome recreational activities. By divine design, fathers are to preside over their families in love and righteousness and are responsible to provide the necessities of life and protection for their families. Mothers are primarily responsible for the nurture of their children. In these sacred responsibilities, fathers and mothers are obligated to help one another as equal partners. Disability, death, or other circumstances may necessitate individual adaptation. Extended families should lend support when needed.

WE WARN that individuals who violate covenants of chastity, who abuse spouse or offspring, or who fail to fulfill family responsibilities will one day stand accountable before God. Further, we warn that the disintegration of the family will bring upon individuals, communities, and nations the calamities foretold by ancient and modern prophets.

WE CALL UPON responsible citizens and officers of government everywhere to promote those measures designed to maintain and strengthen the family as the fundamental unit of society.

This proclamation was read by President Gordon B. Hinckley as part of his message at the General Relief Society Meeting held September 23, 1995, in Salt Lake City, Utah.

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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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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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