In The Shadow of My Savior Jesus Christ

Provo City Center Temple

I have a constant companion these days since Patsy died. It is my Savior, symbolically represented here. There are many times since her death that I have longed for her company, even as I am driving to various destinations, but particularly when I attend a temple session without her. Despite that, I still attend the temples in Utah as often as I can, since I draw so much inspiration and peace from the attempts.

Yesterday, I was in the Provo City Center Temple for an endowment session. I was officiating for an ancestor from Derbyshire, England, who was born in 1604. My ancestors emigrated from England, many bearing the scars, the wrath of mobs who smeared their bodies with tar and feathers, and the complete rejection of their company in their neighborhoods because they had joined the Mormons. James Munns, a grandfather in our family, was bent over the rest of his life from the beatings he sustained before leaving England. They emigrated to the empty desert valleys of Utah near what is today Lehi, Utah. They were part of the "sugar beet mission" in those days, barely eking out an existence. Fortunately for me, they survived and we are now thriving because of their sacrifice.

I am blessed with many temples throughout Utah, where I can choose which one to attend week to week. Patsy and I were ordinance workers in the Salt Lake Temple before it closed for renovations. That coincided with the discovery of a meningioma brain tumor that required surgery for removal in March, 2020. Of all the eventualities that could have happened to me, a brain tumor was remote in my thinking back then. 

Following my recovery, we were offered new positions as ordinance workers in the Jordan River Temple. We discussed it and decided together we would rather do the actual ordinance work for our ancestors instead. I have continued to carry on without her in that seminal work of the Restoration. Temple ordinance work was pre-eminent in the earliest days of this seventh dispensation. The Salt Lake Temple construction took 40 years to complete, but the pioneers persisted until it was finished. Such is our heritage in faith in the Lord Jesus Christ and our Heavenly Father. I am routinely reminded of the sacrifices of those ancestors who came here under Brigham Young's stewardship to settle these remote mountain valleys. I imagine to myself what their lives must have been like when I contemplate their existence in those formative days in Utah, even before it was accepted as a state into the United States of America. It's what motivates me to accomplish all I can in the temples for their blessing.

Right now, we are in what is all-too-familiar territory for us. We are lacking the critical moisture we need. It is a winter without snow that provides the life-giving water we will need in spring and summer. Our Utah Governor Spencer Cox has invited us to fast and pray this coming weekend for more snow. WHAT? Pray for God to mitigate the weather for our benefit? What a novel idea that is! It might even seem incomprehensible to those who are unfamiliar with our beliefs as members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in these last days!

However, we believe we are children of a God who loves us unconditionally, and sent His Beloved Son Jesus Christ as a propitiation for sin by allowing His Atonement to be carried out by the most wicked people in His Son's generation on earth to effect His brutal crucifixion and burial in a borrowed tomb. Let this thought sink in for just a moment. Jesus Christ conquered sins for sinners yet unborn in His voluntary Atonement. All of us living on planet Earth today are in that category, aren't we?

As we have begun our Old Testament studies this year in Come, Follow Me curriculum, I am once again made aware of a long history of faithful followers of the Jehovah who was yet to come. No matter which dispensation in which we live, or have lived, or may yet live, the eternal Atonement of Jesus Christ remains the most obvious reality of God the Father's love for each of us, no matter what our present extremities might represent in suffering. Remember, He descended below them all!!

1 The ends of the earth shall inquire after thy name, and fools shall have thee in derision, and hell shall rage against thee;

2 While the pure in heart, and the wise, and the noble, and the virtuous, shall seek counsel, and authority, and blessings constantly from under thy hand.

3 And thy people shall never be turned against thee by the testimony of traitors.

4 And although their influence shall cast thee into trouble, and into bars and walls, thou shalt be had in honor; and but for a small moment and thy voice shall be more terrible in the midst of thine enemies than the fierce lion, because of thy righteousness; and thy God shall stand by thee forever and ever.

5 If thou art called to pass through tribulation; if thou art in perils among false brethren; if thou art in perils among robbers; if thou art in perils by land or by sea;

6 If thou art accused with all manner of false accusations; if thine enemies fall upon thee; if they tear thee from the society of thy father and mother and brethren and sisters; and if with a drawn sword thine enemies tear thee from the bosom of thy wife, and of thine offspring, and thine elder son, although but six years of age, shall cling to thy garments, and shall say, My father, my father, why can’t you stay with us? O, my father, what are the men going to do with you? and if then he shall be thrust from thee by the sword, and thou be dragged to prison, and thine enemies prowl around thee like wolves for the blood of the lamb;

7 And if thou shouldst be cast into the pit, or into the hands of murderers, and the sentence of death passed upon thee; if thou be cast into the deep; if the billowing surge conspire against thee; if fierce winds become thine enemy; if the heavens gather blackness, and all the elements combine to hedge up the way; and above all, if the very jaws of hell shall gape open the mouth wide after thee, know thou, my son, that all these things shall give thee experience, and shall be for thy good.

8 The Son of Man hath descended below them all. Art thou greater than he?

9 Therefore, hold on thy way, and the priesthood shall remain with thee; for their bounds are set, they cannot pass. Thy days are known, and thy years shall not be numbered less; therefore, fear not what man can do, for God shall be with you forever and ever. (D&C 122, from the Prophet Joseph's revelation in Liberty Jail as he sought comfort for himself and the suffering saints).

Yes, it is true we are in a drought this winter in Utah. I treasure the memory of Joseph Smith, who was suffering in Liberty Jail as few of us ever will through a torturous winter under different circumstances. It helps me to put into perspective what we are experiencing in our sequestered mountain home. 

Home Fireplace Always Works

Recently, my propane tank supplying fuel for my boiler ran empty and I had it refilled. Sadly, the boiler was not firing again after two cold nights. Fortunately, my home storage includes an ample supply of firewood for just such emergencies. I called for a technician to come and see if he could get it going again. He came in armed only with a screwdriver, and I escorted him into the crawl space where the boiler is located. He removed the front panels, then gently tapped the side of the housing for the pilot light with his screwdriver, and amazingly, the boiler fired off on its auto-ignition. As he had suspected, there was an air bubble that had developed in the line from the propane tank that was blocking the fuel from flowing into the boiler. Problem solved. His comment with a smile was, "I thought I might be able to solve it with my screwdriver." And he did! He was the master of the pilot light. I needed his help. Similarly, we worship the Master of the Weather and all of the Universe, and we need His help.

Dear Readers of this poor page, now hear this: The God of the Universe has made ample provisions for all of us, unworthy as we may be. When we exercise our faith, offer our prayers and fasting to Him, do not believe for one second that our appeals for help fall on deaf ears. 

I testify of the reality and the divinity of our Father in Heaven, His Only Begotten Son Jesus Christ, and the direction of the Holy Ghost, all three separate and distinct Beings anxious to bless and deliver all those who come and partake at the banquet table of Their offerings for us. . .

Even those humble Goates beet farmers from England who settled in Utah County near Lehi, Utah.