Thursday, October 06, 2005
Days 25-26: “Carol Hits the Wall and Shared Goals” 2nd Nephi 25-Jacob 2 pgs 100-122
Two days ago my hubby arrived at 4am from Pakistan. We had been expecting his flight at midnight, but his plane boarded hours late, so we weren’t able get any sleep that night. I did get a 2 hour nap from 6am -8am the next morning when I had to drive my daughter to work. Needless to say, that day required a lot of diet Pepsi to get through. It was nearly midnight before I got some quiet time to finish my 10 pages. I thought another glass of Pepsi would help me stay awake for an hour so I went to the kitchen to open a new 1.5 liter bottle. Sleepyhead as I was, I dropped the open, room temperature bottle. It hit the floor, bounded, turned sideways and hit the floor again with the roar of a jet engine and spewing out Pepsi foam like some spectacular bottle rocket! The foam shot across the floor 8 feet, hit the wall and splattered the entire width and length of the kitchen. Bang! Pop!! Woosh!!!
My hero, husband and best friend rushed to my aid. What luck that this apartment has a drain in the middle of the kitchen floor and that the pop was sugar-free. We swept and squeegeed the pop down the drain, followed with a bucket of water and finished with a dry mop. Needless to say, just about that time I hit the wall. I literally had exhausted every last drop of energy let, so with only 5 pages of my reading complete, I had to crawl into bed.
Last night wasn’t much better. Car shopping kept us out till 11:30. Now I had 15 pages to read! I did stumble though, but I’m not pleased with the quality of that accomplishment.
There were so many wonderful scriptures that touched my heart and I wanted to quote and expound upon; to add my testimony to those of Nephi had Jacob. Nephi’s goal in keeping the brass plates is to guide his family and future generations to Christ. My goal is the same: That I may give my testimony of Christ to my family and to future generations that they may come unto Christ and be saved.
When I replaced my scriptures a few years ago with the set I now have, I had to decide if I wanted to mark them. I decided not to. I’ve had these scriptures for 3 years now and the only scripture I’ve marked in any way are these in 2nd Nephi 25:  Wherefore, for this cause hath the Lord God promised unto me that these things which I write shall be kept and preserved, and handed down unto my seed, from generation to generation, that the promise may be fulfilled unto Joseph, that his seed should never perish as long as the earth should stand.
 For we labor diligently to write, to persuade our children, and also our brethren, to believe in Christ, and to be reconciled to God; for we know that it is by grace that we are saved, after all we can do.
 And we talk of Christ, we rejoice in Christ, we preach of Christ, we prophesy of Christ, and we write according to our prophecies, that our children may know to what source they may look for a remission of their sins.
 And now behold, my people, ye are a stiffnecked people; wherefore, I have spoken plainly unto you, that ye cannot misunderstand. And the words which I have spoken shall stand as a testimony against you; for they are sufficient to teach any man the right way; for the right way is to believe in Christ and deny him not; for by denying him ye also deny the prophets and the law.
 And now behold, I say unto you that the right way is to believe in Christ, and deny him not; and Christ is the Holy One of Israel; wherefore ye must bow down before him, and worship him with all your might, mind, and strength, and your whole soul; and if ye do this ye shall in nowise be cast out.
Like Nephi, in the daytime my thoughts and prayers focus on bringing my family unto Christ. At night my tears water my pillow for the welfare of my children, grandchildren and future generations. It is my prayer that my faith will not die with me, but will be passed on to guide my descendants to salvation through Jesus Christ. If not, then my life and my sacrifice, my tears and my trials will all have been in vain: and that is something so dire, I never want to think about the consequences.
Joseph Smith Jr.