Tuesday, January 20, 2015

God loves His children

This year I've decided to do my scripture study a little different. Rather than read a chapter or two I've decided to ponder a topic that I wish to understand better and focus my study from a this perspective. In addition to this, I am enrolled in an LDS Perspectives within Psychology course that takes topics of importance to people of faith and examines them from several psychological perspectives in addition to a gospel context. 

This new approach has brought me to the understanding that while there is much I do know, there are many things I have yet to understand. At times like this it is easy to feel unsettled, and I believe such discomfort can be for our benefit if it motivates us to seek greater truth. For me that is exactly what this has done. It was in this searching that I was reminded of this scripture that puts all faith-bearing truth seekers questions into perspective.

"Knowest thou the condescension of God?"
"And I said unto him. I know that he loveth his children; nevertheless, I do not know the meaning of all things.
1 Nephi 11:16-17

I will be the first to admit that there is much I do not know. But if I had to choose one thing to know it would be to know that God loves His children. This truth (when we come to know it) will guide our pursuit of truth. From this singular truth springs the purpose of life, the plan that makes that purpose possible and perhaps most importantly the greatest indicator of that love: The Atonement of Jesus Christ. 

It is one of my resolutions in 2015 to allow this truth to better guide my day-to-day actions, my thoughts and considerations and my further understanding of truth.

Here are some additional scriptures I came across about God's love for his children

Jeremiah 31:3- God loves with an everlasting love
John 3:16- God's love is most clearly seen in the gift of His son.
John 15:9- Christ's love for us leads us to better understand the Father's love for us
1 John 3:1- When we better understand God's love for us, it better motivates our actions
1 John 3:20- God is greater than our heart (see the whole chapter)
1 John 4:8-11- God can be defined as love. God is love
2 Nephi 1:15- We can be encircled by the arms of His love



Friday, July 11, 2014

What it means to know

As most of you know from my frequent Facebook posts, I have been participating in a musical titled Children of Eden at CenterPoint Legacy Theatre. The show, while not intended to be a biblical representation of the Genesis accounts of Adam and Eve and Noah and his family, has become one in which I have found many hidden gospel truths.

Today's post is inspired by one of the truths pointed out to my by a dear friends and fellow cast member. Towards the very beginning of the first act are the lyrics: "There are things a Father knows a child does not." It's not a particularly emphasized point of the show, but for my friend (and in the following days for myself as well) it has come to draw much reflection.

As a man of faith I often reflect on what is truth and what are the different ways that we can know what is true. I recently spoke in Sacrament Meeting about the topic of knowing. It caused me to reflect on what it truly means to know. I have included it below if you're really interested (but be warned I didn't thoroughly proofread it, so you will likely find many errors)


What it Means to Know
May 25, 2014
In the fall of 2011 I returned to BYU to resume my schooling. It was the beginning of my sophomore year and I had yet to decide what I wanted to study. I was a declared Psychology major, but had begun to reconsider and was looking into Public Relations. As I frantically tried to arrange a schedule that would allow me to explore these different majors I had packed my schedule with 18 credits, knowing I could attend them all the first week and drop those I wasn't interested in. One of these classes was Psych 210, History of Psychology.  As the time came to attend class I seriously considered just dropping it. As I sat there thinking about how boring and dry the class I thought to myself “Why don’t I just save myself the snooze fest and drop it now?”

But for some reason or another I decided to attend class. As I sat down the professor introduced himself and rather than talk about the syllabus, or the text he began to discuss what it means to know. He scribbled three words upon the chalkboard: ‘Way of Knowing’ and began to discuss different ways that we can understand different things. I was enthralled. Not only had I found a teacher that still used a chalkboard in 2011, but I had found a mentor who would over the next few years has helped mold and guide my path of knowing for myself.

Today I would like to speak on what it means to know. I will begin by speaking of patterns of knowing found in the scriptures. Then, explore the question, What do we do when we don’t know? Finally, using the example of Nephi I hope to answer the question, what it means to know.

Patterns of Knowing/How Can we know?
In the 11th Chapter of 1st of Nephi, Nephi writes that he “desired to know the things that (his) father had seen” (1 Nephi 11:1). The thing his father had seen is what we characteristically call the vision of the tree of life. In his desire Nephi outlines for us a four step scriptural pattern for how we can know.
First step, desire. All knowledge begins with desire. Countless examples from the scriptures indicate that a desire to know preceded the giving of knowledge. Nephi first desired to know the interpretation of his Father’s dream. Oliver Cowdry’s desire to build the Church lead to the revelation known as Section 18. The Nephite apostles at the time of Christ’s coming to the people of America desired either to be taken speedily into his presence or to never taste of death (3 Nephi 28).

Desire is the first step in the pattern of knowing.

Second step: believe. It might seem as though this step is out of order. Shouldn’t we believe after we’ve asked? And while I agree that that is true. Nephi, in seeking to understand his Father’s dream, states that he believed on the words before he asked to know.

Perhaps most personal to me are the word of belief that the Savior give to his apostle Thomas. Many of us know of Thomas as Thomas the doubter, or Doubting Thomas. But I think of him differently. Thomas had doubts, there is no question of that. It seems natural that when all of those around us have received a witness that we might question our ability to do the work.

But how would we feel if we were labeled and characterized by our weaknesses and trials? Have we not all felt like Thomas at one time or another. Rather than viewing Thomas on the road to apostateship, let us view him on the road to apostleship. A road that was different than other apostles in its twists and bends but ultimately had the same destination. A road filled with wondering, yearning and the constant struggle between fears and belief.

Just as Thomas ultimately chose belief, so must we.

Nephi states of his desire that he was “believing that the Lord was able to make them known unto me.” In the pattern of knowing, we must be willing to believe in the Lord, just as much as we believe in His existence.
Third step, pondering. Listen to excerpts from the account of Joseph Smith’s history.

“During this time of great excitement my mind was called up to serious reflection and great uneasiness… My mind at times was greatly excited, the cry and tumult were so great and incessant… In the midst of this war of words and tumult of opinions, I often said to myself, ‘What is to be done? Who of all these parties is right… and how shall I know it?"

Joseph, after exercising his desire and reading the scripture found it James 1:4-5 said this:
“I reflected on it again and again, knowing that if any person needed wisdom from God, I did, for how to act I did not know… At length I came to the conclusion that I must either remain in darkness and confusion or do as James directs: ask of God.”

From these passages and from the life of the Prophet Joseph we learn that seeds of knowledge must be watered and nourished through the pondering of their purpose and meaning.
Fourth step, ask. The scriptures are full of examples of those who asked. Enos knelt before his Maker, Nephi entered a high place and Joseph ventured into a grove of trees on “beautiful, clear day early in the spring of 1820.

The Savior himself gave this promise about asking:

“Ask and ye shall receive, knock and it shall be made known unto you (Matt. 7:7).”
Just as the unknocked door will never be answered, so will the unasked question.

Fifth step, listen. While this step isn’t explicitly listed in the passage it is important that we remember to take time to listen to what the Lord has to say to us. Just as you wouldn’t ask your friend a question and proceed to walk away from the conversation. So, while kneeling in prayer asking the Lord for answers we ought not proceed on with our day without giving adequate time to pause and listen to answer the Lord is ready to provide.  

What do we do when we don’t know?
Just as it is important for us to know what we know, we must also consider what we must do when we don’t know. Even in this the dispensation of the fullness of times the Lord in his omniscient wisdom has not replaced each question mark with periods or provided A’s to all of our Q’s. Such is part of the purpose of mortality for us to face uncertainty with faith in Christ.
While there are many options of what we can do when we do not know, using a talk by Elder Anderson, to outline three principles we can embrace when we just don’t know.

Principle 1: Stick to what you do know

Principle number one: Stick to what you know. As Elder Uctdorf recently put it, “Doubt your doubts before you doubt your faith.”

When uncertainty arises in our lives there is a tendency among us to catastrophize and begin to question everything we have ever been taught to be true. As Elder Andersen puts it:

“There are days when we feel inadequate and unprepared, when doubt and confusion enter out spirits, when we have difficulty finding our spiritual footing. Part of our victory as disciples of Christ is what we do when these feelings come…. In our days of difficulty, we choose the road of faith.”
Faith is a decision and one we must continually make as we are tossed to and fro in the whirling buffets of the adversary.

Principle 2: Reach out to the Savior

Principle number two comes from the New Testament.

When a ruler of the synagogue comes to Jesus pleading that he heal his daughter the Savior was followed by a crowd to the man’s house. On the way, the Savior and his apostles and thronged by a crowd, and after walking the crowded streets of Jerusalem last summer I can sympathize with the question of the disciples when the Savior asks “Who touched my clothes?”

Really, they ask, who touched you? We are in the middle of a post workday Jerusalem rush-hour crowd and you want to know who touched you. Trembling in the corner was the woman with, what the Bible calls, an issue of blood, fearing abuse that she was already so familiar with. Gently the Savior knelt to her side and spoke: “Daughter, that faith hath made the whole; go in peace.”

This woman, after having suffered many things of many physicians sought only to touch the hem of the Master’s garment to be made whole of her worsening condition. What did she do when she didn’t know, she reached out to the Master.

Principle 3: Remember, Jesus will make everything all right

To explain principle three Elder Anderson uses the story of Hadley, a young girl born with a hearing impairment that even after extensive surgery allowed for only limited hearing. As a result, her parents and worked tirelessly to help her learn to speak.

“Once, when Hadley was four, she was standing in the checkout line at the grocery story with her mother. She looked behind her and saw a little boy sitting in a wheelchair. She noticed that the boy did not have legs.
Although Hadley had learned to speak, she had difficulty controlling the volume of her voice. In her louder voice, she asked her mother why the little boy did not have legs.
Her mother quietly and simply explained to Hadley that “Heavenly Father makes all of His children different.”
“OK” Hadley replied.
Then, unexpectedly, Hadley turned to the little boy and said, “Did you know that when Heavenly Father made me, my ears did not work? That makes me special. He made you with no legs, and that makes you special. When Jesus comes, I will be able to hear and you will get your legs. Jesus will make everything all right.”

Principle number three of what we do when we do know is to remember: Jesus will make everything all right.

In recap, when we don’t know we can, 1) choose the road of faith 2) reach out to the Master 3) remember Jesus will make everything all right.

What it means to know
What does it mean to know? From school we come to know facts and data about various topics such as Columbus sailed the ocean blue in 1492 or If Mary has five marbles and John has three that together they have eight.

But as Elder Maxwell has stated, “All knowledge is not of equal significance… (Inexhaustible Gospel)… without divine guidance, our cerebral calisthenics, though often fascinating to engage in, can be empty exercises. (Smallest Part, 9).

As we strive to fulfill the commandment to continue to study and learn, we are implored to do so from the best books. But in an ever digital world we are acutely aware that not all knowledge come from books, some of our greatest knowledge comes from relationships.

Perhaps we can view knowledge from the perspective of the following quote from educator Parker Palmer’s best-selling book To Know as we are Known.

“The act of knowing is an act of love, the act of entering and embracing the reality of the other, of allowing the other to enter and embrace our own. In such knowing we know and are known as member of one community, and our knowing become a way of reweaving the community’s bonds”
-Parker Palmer (To Know as we are Known)

Let me read that quote one more time, this time inserting our relationship with Christ as the basis for knowing.

“The act of knowing is an act of love. It is the act of entering and embracing the reality of Christ and allowing Him to enter and embrace you. In such knowing you are known as a disciple of Christ, and you are woven together as you become whole in Him.”  

Conclusion
What it means to truly know is not to know the meaning of all things to but know that God loveth His children and to remember that that means YOU. It is a statement that is both personal and universal, sincere and simple, profound and precise.

God loves you.

When at times we forget what we know and make poor choices let us choose to remember the faith that has burned within us rather than choose to forget the source of our joy.


While we continue to seek to know the meaning of all things we can ALWAYS rest assured that like Nephi we know that God loveth His children.

Saturday, June 14, 2014

Five years ago today

I have been wanting to create a personal blog for some time now but I've continued to push it off or make an excuse like, "What do I have that's interesting to say?" or "Who would even care to read what I write?"

And while I still think I don't have much to say that's interesting or that many people will read what I write I have come to this conclusion: I am not writing a blog for others, I am writing for me. Perhaps as a feeble attempt of a journal, or just a digital relief to the piles of sticky notes that I have up to this point piled on my desk.

Either way, here I go.

It isn't coincidence that I'm writing today. Today marks the anniversary of one of the most defining moments of my life up to this point. Today is the five year anniversary of my brother's passing. For those of you who don't know the situation let me provide you with a little context, at least from my perspective.

In May of 2009 I entered the Missionary Training Center (MTC) to begin my missionary service. I was called to serve in the Georgia Atlanta North mission and would depart for Atlanta on the 9th of June (if memory serves me correctly). I was eager. I was excited. I was anxious.

In fact, anxiety has always been something that I have dealt with, and by always I mean since the 6th grade when I first began to have panic attacks. But that's not the point of this story.

As we arrived at the mission home I was assigned my training companion and lucky for me I would be serving in the same ward as my mission president. As we got to work the first few days I was so grateful that I was assigned to work with my trainer and in the area we were supposed to be. The area had experienced a lot of previous success and the members were amazing. I thought to myself, I could stay here for a long time and really do the Lord's work.

After an exhausting and exhilarating first few days it was time for our first Sunday. I was convinced that the ten people we had invited to come to church would make it. But, as those who have served missions know, I was disappointed to find that no one showed. As we sat there during the opening hymn of sacrament meeting I noticed how the mission president pulled one of his assistants off the stand (we had three at the time, so don't worry no one was alone) and began to walk towards my companion and I in the back.

As my mission president approached he asked if I could come meet with him and left the other Elder to sit with my companion. Knowing that my mission president knew about my struggles with anxiety and was a first hand witness of the panic attack I had experienced in the mission home on my first night I figured he was probably checking in with me, see how I was doing. After all, that was the reason I was starting my mission in the same ward, right?

As we sat down in his office I put on my best smile, telling him of the work that my companion and I had been doing and that while no one had shown up for Church I was optimistic at our prospects. After a moment of polite listening my mission president waited for a pause and said:

"This isn't easy to do Elder Davies, but I'm sorry to inform you that your oldest brother has passed away."

I'm not exactly sure what was said next. My world was silent. I could see lips moving and feel the tears streaming from my face, but there was no audible sound to my ears. "What was he saying?" I thought to myself. "What does he mean my brother has passed away? He's only 30 years old. How could he have passed away?" My brain began to run through all the possible scenarios of the hows and could be's but nothing made sense.

"I'm going to call your parents and let you talk to them. I've connected with your brother's mission president and we'll get you in contact a little bit later," came the voice of my mission president.

Next thing I knew I was on the phone with my parents. Something I hadn't anticipated doing for another six months at Christmas, but on the other end was a voice so familiar and yet so missed that I lost any control I had on my emotions. As we spoke I remember crying, "I don't know if I can do this," something that I'm convince almost anyone who has served as a missionary of any kind has felt.

Then, with words both reassuring and peaceful came the voices of my parents, "Oh son, we love you. We believe in you." It wasn't in a you-need-to-stay-out-there tone. My parents had made it very clear even before I started my papers that given my history with anxiety they were supportive of whatever decision I made. Just as they always have been.

In fact, now as I think about it, these weren't just words of my parents. They were the words of my Heavenly Father also, spoken to me through my earthly parents, acting as angels of His peace.

Through the tears and tissue boxes (I think I must have gone through two full boxes) came a sweet peace. In the moment the peace felt like a numbing. You know the kind of numb when the dentist fills in a cavity and half your face is asleep. But this, this was a numbing of my soul. At the time I didn't realize it, but I believe that it was the numbing power of the Spirit.

I know, numb isn't one of the feeling we typically associate with the Spirit, but in this case, a case of such emotional trauma and shock the Lord in his mercy allowed me to feel numb. Then slowly a warmth, not a burning in the bosom as I often feel with great testimony moments, but a sort of confidence that someone beyond myself was in control, and it was He of whom I was serving.

After hanging up the phone and trying to wipe my face (and the desk) dry I stepped out of the office to let my mission president know I had finished my phone call. Then came the moment in which my life was defined. Now, I believe that every day is made up of these little moments when we make small choices that have continual consequences. But this, this is one of those "big moments," one of those "two roads diverging into the woods" moments.

"My mission president sat me down and with great love stated: "Now, if you want to go home Elder Davies, I will understand. No one, and I mean no one will think any less of you."

"No," I replied. "If I go now, I will not come back."

Looking back now I realize that I didn't even think that he could be referring to going home for good or going home just for the funeral. But it didn't matter. I had made my choice. I made it long ago and remade it everyday leading up to that moment. I had fought to get out there and I would fight to stay.

Later, as I spoke to my older brother who was serving a mission across the pond there came a great sense of hope and reassurance. The Davies brothers were fully engaged in the work, all four of us, on both sides of the veil. My youngest brother, still in high school, lived the gospel simply through his perseverance and as such stood as an example of Christ, even without a formal name tag.

I hope not to mislead anyone that cheery was the disposition of myself and my family during this time. Rest assured that after the numb had worn off that mortality quickly set in. The struggle became a reality every morning as I woke. But just as we all do, I fought the best I knew how under the circumstances trying to do my best to teach the gospel that has brought me so much peace.

Yes, even in this --what may have been one of the most challenging moments of my life... up to this point-- I knew what I knew: The Lord loves all of His children and He has a plan for them. That is why I had come and that was why I stayed. I had been called to teach that exact message to the people of this area, and that is what I was going to do.

Do I miss my brother? In some ways yes. I miss the guffaw from the basement as he watched a movie, I miss the hundred dollars bills to go buy pizza for a party and I miss knowing that would never lose a fist fight.

But in many ways my Father has given me the gifts that keep my brother with me until we meet again on holier ground. The gift of appreciating a DQ Dilly Bar like no one else. The gift of remember a  gravity-defying magic of a trampoline filled with nieces and nephews almost touching the ground as their J J bounced. And on the days when I begin to wonder which road I should have taken that day I feel the gift of my brother's big arms surrounding me in a bear hug remind me that I did.

You see, five years ago I lost one brother. But because of Our Brother and His sacrifice I will meet him again. In many ways different than I knew him here: less burdened, more refined and more complete. And in many ways the same person that I have always known: kind, generous and loyal.