Thursday, September 16, 2021

All Things Obey God

 

God created the earth and all things in it.  All the earth and its creations obey God.  When the Savior calmed the seas the apostles wondered aloud “What manner of man is this, that even the winds and the sea obey him.”  Well, He was their creator.  When Noah needed to fill the Ark with every kind of creature on earth, the Lord commanded them to come and they came.  In Winter, the Lord sends the snow, in spring He sends the rain.  He rules all.  He rules all except for one creature: man.  All creatures and creations on the earth are subject to the will of God.  All except man. 

Not only is man not subject to the will of the Father, but it seems as though many of them actively resist Him.  He has entreated us to come to Him, has promised to “gather us up as a hen would gather her chickens” but we will not.  He sends prophets and apostles to reclaim us from our fallen state.  He sends angels to teach us and administer to those few who will listen.  He sent even His son who ended up paying the ultimate price.  We struggle, make war on one another and on our best days embrace the gospel in fits and starts.  How did this happen?  How did the Lord’s crowning creation, we who are created in His image, end up being so willful and independent?  Well, the truth is, we pretty much insisted on it.  If we are estranged from our Father, it is because it is what we wanted.  It all goes back to the garden of Eden.

In the beginning, there was nothing until God created the earth and everything in it.  He created the earth, created day and night, created the sky and stars, the sun and moon.  He created the oceans and continents and filled them with plants and tree of all sorts, animals of all kinds and finally, his ultimate creation, us.  Man.  And He loved us like crazy and was very much pleased with us and all His creations.  He made a fantastic place with everything we could possibly imagine, a literal garden of Eden.  And we were immortal, we would live forever in a perfect world.  So why did we throw all this away?

In the garden, there were two trees.  One was the Tree of Life and, being immortal, we could eat freely of that tree.  The other tree was the Tree of Knowledge but this one was forbidden to us.  Its full name is the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil.  The Lord had said:  thou shalt not eat of it: for in the day that thou eatest thereof thou shalt surely die.  You might want to call it the Tree of Death.

We are used to going to school and studying things by learning from a book.  Let’s say we want to learn to tie a bowline knot.  We’d read about it, look at some diagrams of the knot being tied, watch a few youtube videos and eventually we would be pretty well informed.  But you haven’t really learned it until you can actually tie the knot yourself.  That’s kind of what the knowledge of good and evil is like, you really need to experience evil in order to know it.  And that sort of thing has no place in the garden of Eden.

So what was Adam and Eve’s motivation for wanting to eat from the tree of knowledge?  On this, I can only speculate.  Although motivation is usually multi-faceted, the account given in Genesis suggests it had to do with having children.  Adam and Eve were commanded to go forth and multiply but did not have the power to do so.  Nephi helps out here.  I will read from 2 Nephi 2:

22 And now, behold, if Adam had not transgressed he would not have fallen, but he would have remained in the garden of Eden. And all things which were created must have remained in the same state in which they were after they were created; and they must have remained forever, and had no end.

23 And they would have had no children; wherefore they would have remained in a state of innocence, having no joy, for they knew no misery; doing no good, for they knew no sin.

I offer the following only as my personal opinion but I think that the charge and desire to have children was only part of the real reason.  Adam and Eve realized that they could not always be children in the care of Heavenly Father, that they would have to, even should have to, grow up and take on responsibilities.  They wanted to grow and progress beyond the garden and they felt that it was something that they must take on themselves and that maybe Heavenly Father would not ask that of them because it was such a dangerous thing to do.  And, as He said, if they went that way, they would surely die.

I want to mention here that what Adam and Eve were contemplating was not a sin.  LDS speakers and all of the New Testament apostles never refer to what happened in the garden as a sin.  They call it a transgression.  To me, a Sin and a transgression sound like the same thing so let’s see what Neal A. Maxwell has to say about it:

Some acts, like murder, are crimes because they are inherently wrong. Other acts, like operating without a license, are crimes only because they are legally prohibited. Under these distinctions, the act that produced the Fall was not a sin—inherently wrong—but a transgression—wrong because it was formally prohibited. These words are not always used to denote something different, but this distinction seems meaningful in the circumstances of the Fall.

So the Tree of Life and the Tree of Knowledge stood opposed to one another.  Eternal life was ours and we would be sheltered from all evil things but unable to progress.  Or we could choose death and pain and suffering but be free to work our own will. So, what would you do? Is it better to have a sheltered trouble-free life where nothing bad ever happens or is it better to face all the troubles and sorrows the world can offer in the hope of overcoming them?  In the Book of Revelations, Jesus appears to the apostle John and tells him, "To him that overcometh will I grant to sit with me in my throne, even as I also overcame."  That promise applies to us but not Adam.  In their innocent state, there was nothing for Adam and Eve to overcome.

You all know what happened, Adam and Eve ate from the tree of knowledge and lost their innocence.  They were sent from the garden, cut off from the presence of God and, a curious thing, a guard and a flaming sword was set around the Tree of Life so they would not eat of it.  Cut off from immortality and cut off from the Lord.  Physical and Spiritual death.

To reclaim mankind from death, the plan of salvation went into effect.  I do apologize for waxing kitchy but this little saying from America’s hippie days back in the 60’s seems to almost be appropriate:

If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they’re yours; if they don’t they never were.

Many of the Adam’s children would go astray but some would choose to follow the Lord and this they would do so willingly.  There had to be a way to reclaim them.  The prophets and apostles and angelic ministers could only teach and ordain, what was needed was a way to reverse spiritual and physical death.  Because we were estranged from the Father, He sent His Son, the Son of God to bring about resurrection and salvation.  While the resurrection is for all mankind, coming back into the presence of the Father is by recommend only.  It is for those who chose to obey the Father because they are like the Father.

Christ is called Redeemer and the Mediator because he pleads our case with the Father.  I wanted to see if I could explain the atonement in as a user friendly way as possible. As stripped down to its core as possible.  Perhaps a retelling of the Prodigal Son? Only in the retelling, the older brother is our older brother, Jesus Christ.

 

The younger of two sons said to his father, Father, give me the portion of goods that falleth to me. And he divided unto them his living. And not many days after the younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living. And when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine in that land; and he began to be in want.

And when he came to himself, he said, How many hired servants of my father’s have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger!  But I have betrayed my Father, disregarded all His teachings and spent my inheritance. I am afraid to return.  And not many days after, his older brother found him and he wept and repented of his foolishness but he was sore afraid to return.

The older brother offered, “I will go inquire of our Father what is his will concerning his lost son.”  And he went and when he returned from his journey home, he again visited the younger brother.  He said, “I have told Father everything and have recommended you to him.”  They then both made the journey home. When they were yet a great way off, his father saw him, and had compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him.

And the son said unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and in thy sight, and am no more worthy to be called thy son. But the father said to his servants, Bring forth the best robe, and put it on him; and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet: And bring hither the fatted calf, and kill it; and let us eat, and be merry: For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found. And they began to be merry.

Saturday, May 4, 2019

Glimpses of Heaven


Today marks the wedding of Xylee and Dennis and of course we are looking forward to their life together almost as much as they are.  For me and Juanita it is a big moment for us as parents. Dennis is the last of our five sons to be married and like most big days, it’s a sad and a sweet moment of looking back and looking forward.  It feels a lot like the final boss has been beaten, the last moment of Christmas day before you fall asleep or maybe the last day of a wonderful vacation, the last day before you return home.

I hope you can forgive me for my ridiculous self-indulgence.  This little ceremony is a shameless victory lap but it was a hard-won victory that, for some reason, now comes to Juanita and I.  We arrive at this point where all five of our sons have not only have kept out of jail, but they all did pretty well by many objective standards.  They all are Eagle Scouts, all served missions, all graduated from college and now, today, are all married.  In Mormondom, that’s pretty much the long hoped for “living happily ever after” that ends every fairy tale.  I don’t think living happily ever after means that life is always easy, I think it means more that they were ready to face every challenge and did it together.  Like Juanita and I did.

I’ve been reflecting on what that “living happily every” after might mean.  Does it mean a lot of money?  Is it lots of friends?  Is it great health?  Is it respect and power?  Is it a lifetime of noble achievement?  These are all good things but I think it’s all these things together, all these things kept in balance so that none overwhelms the other.

If you’re like me, a man of humble means and ability, keeping that balance means you never pour all your strength into the accumulation of money, power, friends, health, respect or achievement at the cost of others.  This could make you look very common indeed.  But I am very surprised at the energy, industry, wisdom and care that is needed just to live an ordinary, common, everyday life.  It’s a lot tougher to be even just unremarkable than it would seem.

At this point I quote the former prophet Spencer W Kimball about happiness:

Happiness is a strange commodity. It cannot be purchased with money, and yet it is bought with a price. It is not dependent upon houses, or lands, or flocks, or degrees, or position, or comforts; for many of the most unhappy people in all the world have these. The millionaire has comforts and luxuries, but he has no happiness unless he has paid the same price for it that you can also pay.
You ask, “What is the price of happiness?” You will be surprised with the simplicity of the answer. The treasure house of happiness may be unlocked and remain open to those who use the following keys: First, you must live the gospel of Jesus Christ in its purity and simplicity. Second, you must forget yourself and love your companion more than yourself. If you do these things, happiness will be yours in great and never-failing abundance.
End of quote.  For me, looking back, the most satisfying thing I’ve ever done is be a father.  And with a lot of help from Juanita, it turned out pretty well.  Being a husband and father doesn’t seem like that remarkable of a thing—it’s very common—but somehow it feels like the crowning achievement I was sent down here to accomplish.

And speaking of being common, is that such a bad thing?  Abraham Lincoln said “The Lord must have truly loved the common man, he made so many of them.”  It’s part of the plan of happiness, the plan that allows everyone who qualifies to return to their creator, a plan that must be available to everyone, especially to the common man.

But the plan of salvation cannot be accomplished without the family.  Through their caring and providing, the family provides a temporal salvation.  Through teaching and example, the family provides an eternal and spiritual salvation. And it’s a great feeling to be part of it.

Okay, so I’ve rambled on long enough, let’s get on with the ceremony.  Yeah, there’s a short little ceremony at the end of this long speech.  It comes from a talk by Spencer W. Kimball called Glimpses of Heaven.  The occasion was when he was posing for his portrait and got a far away look in his eye that intrigued the painter.  So the painter asked him boldly if he’d ever seen heaven.  The prophet’s reply was unexpected and he said sure and he listed a number of occasions but they weren’t events of visitations from heavenly messengers. Instead the prophet recited a number of scenes from common everyday life where “heaven on earth” was evident.  The first portrait was a scene very similar to today, a temple wedding the prophet presided over and the father of the groom thanks the prophet afterwards.  The part of the prophet is played by my son Roger. The father of the groom approaches the prophet and says:

Common Man: Brother Kimball, my wife and I are common people and have never been successful, but we are immensely proud of our family. This is the last of our eight children to come into this holy house for temple marriage. They, with their companions, are here to participate in the marriage of this, the youngest. This is our supremely happy day, with all of our eight children married properly. They are faithful to the Lord in church service, and the older ones are already rearing families in righteousness.
Prophet: Success? That is the greatest success story I have heard. You might have accumulated millions in stocks and bonds, bank accounts, lands, industries, and still be quite a failure. You are fulfilling the purpose for which you were sent into this world by keeping your own lives righteous, bearing and rearing this great posterity, and training them in faith and works. Why, my dear folks, you are eminently successful. God bless you.
Prolog (Optional):  I told you that this was a shameless victory lap, eh?  The reason I wanted to do this so bad dates from many years ago (about 40), back to 1980 when I was a new convert and I first read the talk Glimpses of Heaven.  That one scene, the one we just enacted between the prophet and the common man, really struck me and I pondered it over and over again.  Which was weird because I was unmarried at the time with no prospects for a family.  I remember thinking, “You know, I think that’s all I really want out of life.”  But life is full of disappointments.  I also wanted to be an astronaut.  But this one was a wish that came true.  The fairy tale happy ending that actually came.  I am living happily ever after.

Wednesday, March 28, 2018

Journalier

Awhile ago I was doing my genealogy and found some details on the French side of my family living in Canada, the Quebecois part.  Most of the records are church records from the local Roman Catholic parish but there are some government records too.  One of the government records had the occupation of one of my relatives as a journalier.  I thought, "Wow that is so cool.  I wonder what a journalier is?"  A fur trader that plowed the unnamed back waters of the Canadian north, with a canoe full of beaver pelts?  A craftsman using his skills to make useful artifacts for home or business?  Is it like a lawyer?  So I looked it up in the Petite Larousee (French-English dictionary.)  It means a day laborer.  Just a common hired man.  A peasant.  At first I was disappointed but then I thought I guess that is the family lot.  Most people's lot really.

I know Abraham Lincoln said "God must love the common man, he made so many of them."  Okay Abe, but you were the president of the United States, not that common at all.  Still, what am I to think?  Is it a shame to be a common man?  Does it betray a lack of character or ambition?  A very modest ability?  Or is it a noble thing? 

I've read Ecclesiates but wasn't very satisfied with Solomon's view on man's lot in life:  he thinks that being wise is good but overall concludes that everything is meaningless.  John Lennon sings about the Working Class Hero but the picture he paints is rather bleak.  I think I much prefer Leo Tolstoy's view of the peasant class in Two Pilgrims.  Have you read it?  You can hear it on You Tube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yzly25GUlBo and I would definitely recommend it.  It's a little long (35 minutes) but well worth it.  It is a classic and written by Tolstoy, a master.

Having thought about it a lot I think it's that old passage from James 1: 27
Pure religion and undefiled before God and the Father is this, To visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, and to keep himself unspotted from the world.
Yeah, the purpose of life I do believe is to learn this.

Saturday, October 1, 2016

The Dream is Over

Back in 1970, after the Beatles broke up, John Lennon released an album that included a very depressing song called God.  It was about all the institutions he was disappointed in and disillusioned by.  Here are some sample lyrics:

I don't believe in magic
I don't believe in I-Ching
I don't believe in Bible
I don't believe in tarot
I don't believe in Hitler
I don't believe in Jesus
I don't believe in Kennedy
I don't believe in Buddha
I don't believe in mantra
I don't believe in Gita
I don't believe in yoga
I don't believe in kings
I don't believe in Elvis
I don't believe in Zimmerman
I don't believe in Beatles
I just believe in me
Yoko and me
And that's reality


Yes, when youthful ideals die, it's both sad and disheartening. But there's another way for a dream to die--it can be fulfilled.  

Recently, there was a church father and son's camp-out at a nearby park.  It was the park that we used for family camping.  It had a lake, lots of camping sites, a camp store, trails and places to explore.  Until the kids were old enough to go camping with the Boy Scouts, we went there most summers and sometimes just for a day trip to swim or hunt crayfish.  But I'm an old man now, those days are over and I had no sons to bring with me, they've all grown up and left home.  While driving into the campsite, I was hit with a unmistakable and strong wave of nostalgia for the good old days when there was a car full of young kids looking forward to a day of adventure.  It filled me with a sort of happy sorrow--happy that I had that at one time, sad that it couldn't have lasted forever.  I know your memory plays tricks on you, you forget all the struggle and remember only the happiness but that happiness was certain.

I've always looked forward to having a family, even from my teenage years.  And I've enjoyed both a happy marriage and happy family life.  Like John Lennon, I feel disappointed by so many other institutions, in particular school, college and mission.  But the family thing really worked for me.  But it's over in the sense that it's an everyday thing.  The kids still keep in touch and we have an occasional get-together but the experience has definitely changed.  The dream has been fulfilled.  It's over and it's both sweet and happy and sad.