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Hugs Make Good Payments

Saturday night I had a bitter-sweet excitement about me. This past Sunday was a Fast Sunday. I’ve always struggled with Fast Sundays. Normally you pick something to Fast for, and then you pray about it and that is the start of your Fast. Fasts usually last for two full meals, and the money that is saved from not eating those two meals is donated to the Church. The reason I struggle with this is because I often forget to start the Fast in a proper way. I forget to Fast for a reason. The not eating part isn’t that big of deal to me, unless a friend is inadvertently trying to make you break your fast with a food post! All is good though, I was able to Fast for my full two meals, and I even had a reason, which is the bitter-sweet part.

This Sunday I decided to Fast for the well-being of my Grandfather. He is currently in the hospital and not in the best of shape. (This is part of the reason for this post.) Also on Fast Sundays we have a Testimony Meeting at Church. This involves members of the Ward getting up and bearing their testimonies in front of the congregation. Anyone is allowed to get up and do this. I’ve never done it myself, but I’ve often sat back and thought about what I might say if I did get up in front of everyone. Yesterday I was thinking about something that happened this weekend and how it testified of the Holy Ghost to me.

Saturday we held our Year-End Awards Luncheon for the Jaycees. At this event I handed out awards to those deserving for their past year of service. We also heard some great stories and history about our local Chapter and we heard from a man who was a member in Texas several years ago. Being the President this year I was in charge of setting up and organizing this event. While I was picking up supplies, late last week, I came upon a pack of 80’s Glam Sharpie markers and decided to buy them for the event. I didn’t really know what I could use them for, but for some reason I knew that I wanted to have them there.

After our lunch was over and the awards were handed out I got out those markers, opened them up and set them on the desert table. The kids immediately swarmed around me and asked if they could use them. Of course I said yes (and watched all the parents say “Don’t Mark On ANYTHING!”) and the kids were on their way, drawing on napkins and paper plates. At this moment I thought this is the reason I needed to pick these up. Then something else happened. A little girl walked up to me and said “Jon, can I have this?” while showing me her marker. I said yes and started talking with her mom. I looked down and she was still standing there. She looked up and said “I think I should probably pay for this with a hug” to which I replied “Oh really?” She shook her head yes and I bent down a little and received my payment for the marker. That moment is why I was supposed to buy those markers; so I could have that experience, and let all you guys know about it.

There are always little simple things that show us our Heavenly Father cares for us, and is trying to help us down the right path. Little instances that often seem very insignificant can be the best lessons to teach with. Have you ever experienced a little prompting, like this one?

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The best way to get hugs (Photo credit: danmachold)

3. And this is the ensample unto them, that they shall speak as they are moved upon by the Holy Ghost. 4. And whatsoever they shall speak when moved upon by the Holy Ghost shall be scripture, shall be the will of the Lord, shall be the mind of the Lord, shall be the word of the Lord, shall be the voice of the Lord, and the power of God unto salvation. ~ Doctrine and Covenants 68: 3-4

22 thoughts on “Hugs Make Good Payments

          1. Sometimes when I’m sitting in the chapel during fast and testimony I swear I feel a nudge (the Holy ghost thumping me on the head?) to go up, and then I battle it and resist the prompting. That’s when I feel lousy. I’m never eager to go up, either. The trick is to keep it short and sweet, if you do go up.

  1. What a sweet little girl πŸ™‚ Re: blogging vs. getting up in front of nearly 200 people, I’m not sure one is always easier than the other. There are some things that I’ve considered sharing on my blog, but then they seem too precious to just put out there for anyone to see. Sometimes the sheer magnitude of how many people might read my blog terrifies me. (other times I’m convinced that only about 4 people ever read it.) I could see myself sharing them at church because at least I know most of those people by name and it’s like a 1-time thing that while intense, I can forget about eventually. A blog post goes on and on and on sharing….

    1. I don’t think I’ve ever thought about it that way. While sitting in Church and the story came to me the first thought I had was “This would make a good blog post for Monday’s Mormon/Missionary/Other type thing Monday. I worry about people reading up until I get my first positive comment…then I forget all about it. Doing the thing in front of 200+ people is one of my goals for the year. I’m thinking maybe Christmas time. πŸ™‚

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