A tree. A rod. A great and spacious building.

There is a story I’ve been told since I was little that I read to my kids when they were little.  It’s a story about a man’s dream in which he saw a great and spacious building, a path following a river, a mist of darkness, a rod that led through the mist of darkness, and a tree of life the fruit of which represented the word of God.

The great and spacious building was filled with people both young and old, male and female. They were dressed in fine clothing.  They were pointing and laughing and mocking at those who were on the path making their way through the mist, holding tight to the iron rod, determined to make their way to the Tree of Life to partake of the word of God.

Many of you have heard this story before, perhaps told a little differently.  Except.  Yeah.  There’s more.  It has to do with those who had made it to the tree and partook of the word of God.

After the multitude of people had partaken of the fruit of the tree of life there were many who were ashamed because of those who were scoffing at them.   Because of what the world (those in the great and spacious building) was saying about their faith, these people fell away and became ashamed of their belief in God.  Some even chose  to join the others in that great building and point fingers and join in with mocking.

Sometimes it is hard to stay true to your heart when the world is screaming it’s ‘truths’ at you.  The temptation to become one of The Crowd hanging out in that great and spacious building is strong.  Who likes to be singled out and mocked for the choices they make?

Parker’s Primary teacher often drops by the lesson from Sunday.

The rod in that story?  It represents the spirit of God.  It tells you that if you hold tight the spirit will guide your decisions. The spirit won’t do the work for you, that’s your job.  But it will lead you in the right direction.


A Valentine.  To Parker.  From someone who loves him.

You just have to hold tight through prayer and faith, courage and hard work. When the spirit tells you something is right, it doesn’t matter what the world thinks.

Fools mock, but they shall mourn; and my grace is sufficient for the meek, that they shall take no advantage of your weakness;

And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them. [Ether 12:25–27, Jacob 4:7,]

There are moments when I need reminders of humility.

Faith is a daily workout for me.

I often have to remind myself to not care what the world thinks. As long as the spirit has confirmed my decision, and I know I could look to my Father in Heaven with a clear conscience, that’s what matters.  Not what the world thinks.

Parker.  Communicating.

This is especially true when it comes to the choice we made to bring into the world a medically fragile child with special needs.  “What could this child ever give back to society that would be of worth to anyone?” many of the world cry out.

This morning I received an email from a sweet friend who also reads Parker’s blog.  In that email she bears a powerful testimony, one that bears her heart and her soul. It took great courage for her to send out that message to as many as she did.

I am so thankful that she would remember me in with  those sweet and powerful words.  She started my day off on the best note possible.

She reminded me to have courage and faith and to stand tall for what I believe in.  A reminder much needed and dearly appreciated. 


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