I was in a church meeting a couple of weeks ago when one of the speakers shared this quote:
"Don't let your faith be hard to find."
I'm not certain who said it---one of the general authorities. But it struck me hard. If you don't know me in the flesh (as opposed to on line) you probably have no idea about my faith. I rarely write about it on my blog because it feels too personal, and yet I so admire bloggers like Heather who are constantly sharing their testimonies and experiences with faith. So, to start working on my goal of letting my faith be easy to find, I'm sharing an experience here.
In the LDS church, we are encouraged to have a weekly family night. During family home evening, we learn gospel principles and ideals. We also do fun things together to build family relationships. I grew up in a home that was only sporadically active in church, and we never had family home evenings. So it's been a little bit of a struggle for me to incorporate this into my family, but we've been doing so well this year. A few weeks ago, my in-laws asked if they could come to one of our family home evenings. Of course, I was thrilled to accept.
They came last night. I made dinner first---manicotti, green salad, Parmesan toast, and the first fresh asparagus I've found this year---and then went into the living room for our family home evening. I had no idea what Kent and Beth wanted to talk about. Turns out they each wanted to share their testimonies with their grandchildren. My father-in-law talked about the influence of the Holy Ghost in our lives, how it is a blessing to have spiritual guidance. My mother-in-law talked about the importance of reading the scriptures.
Again---I grew up in a basically non-active family. We went to church sometimes, but there were never any discussions of gospel principles or doctrines. My parents haven't ever shared their testimonies with me. And none of my grandparents were active in the church, either. So as I listened to my in-laws speak and watched my children listen, I felt so blessed to have married into this family. I'm not certain that everything they said last night my kids immediately understood. But what I did feel with certainty is that their grandparents were planting seeds in their hearts, and what will grow from those seeds will be something strong that can help them when they need it. We LDS people believe that the family is an eternal unit, and last night I feel I had a taste of the sweetness that is enmeshed in that knowledge.