Last Sunday a sister in the ward shared her testimony. She also spoke about her father and how he had taught her joy in living gospel principles. Fasting for him was joyful, as was paying tithing and attending church meetings. This sister learned to love the gospel from her father.
Matthew and I have talked a few times since about this principle. Have we shared with our children and grandchildren how sweet the fruit of the tree tastes? Are we beckoning to them to come and share in the fruit of the tree (the love of God) and enjoy its deliciousness? Are we testifying of how joyful the gospel is to us? Is this something you say, or can people pick it up by the way you act?
I remember once as a child saying something slightly negative about Sunday and my father said simply, "Sunday is my favorite day!"
I remember my mother's happiness as she served in various callings.
I remember watching my parents feast on General Conference. They listened to every word and lapped it up.
I don't remember hearing complaints or negativity about the church, the doctrines of the church, or the prophet. I am grateful for this. My parents found joy in the gospel and so do I.
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