"I Hope My Words Get Wings and Fly To Your Heart"

The title of my post today comes from a Sacrament Meeting talk from last week - it was given by a member of the stake presidency.  As he spoke, it was clear that English was not his native language.  He was easily understood but at times his sentence structure was a little confusing.  Which made his words "I Hope My Words Get Wings and Fly To your Heart" meaningful but also touching.  His words did fly to my heart - actually, every talk and lesson included words with wings that flew directly to my heart.  And I wrote them down . . . and now I want to share them and hope they will fly to your hearts, too.  I paraphrase and I do not have the names of those who spoke (still not that familiar with the members' names).

• The fourth article of faith states that one of the ordinances of the gospel is "laying on of hands for the Gift of the Holy Ghost" and when hands are laid on our heads and by the power of the Melchizidek Priesthood (the authority to act for God) we are told "Receive the Holy Ghost" it is not a passive pronouncement but a directive.
• Quoting Joseph B Wirthlin who referred to Brigham Young's words: I fear that some members of the Lord's Church "live far beneath our privileges" with regard to the gift of the Holy Ghost.
• One speaker told of his small son, Timmie, who was learning to play hide 'n seek.  Every time they said to hide, Timmie went to the same place:  between the refrigerator and a cupboard.  He was always found by the one who was "It".  He the referred to a talk by Elder Bednar:  Consider the question posed by Heavenly Father to Adam in the Garden of Eden:  "Where art thou?"  The Father knew where Adam was hiding..."  the speaker asked: do we foolishly hide from God over and over in the same way (like Timmie) - in darkness, behind a habit, a character trait, doubt, sin, as if God will not find us there?  God knows our favorite hiding places.  At the end of the day when we give God our coordinates (an accounting for how we have lived our lives) will we foolishly think that He doesn't already know?
• Our Sunday School lesson on the same Sunday was about miracles.  So was the beautiful song shared by a young woman that I am sharing here - sung by Jenny Frogley - "His Hands."

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"His Hands"