
A Christian writer wrote, “Faith is not a thing which one loses, we merely cease to shape our lives by it.”
I don’t think that they realized when they asked me to speak on Faith and Hope this Sunday that it was exactly on this day a year ago that I made the decision to start coming back to church. I had been inactive off and on for close to 10 years. About this time last year, my husband and I were having a rough time with some things in our lives. For some time, I had actually started having the desire to return to church, but I didn’t know where to start. It was my husband who suggested we pray together. As we did, the spirit began to fill our home and our hearts. One day my husband asked if we had a picture of the Savior. He felt that we should have one in our home. I thought that I remembered seeing one out in our shed. So I went out and dug through the boxes until I found the picture. Now, I had known it was a picture of Jesus, but I could not remember what picture it was until it sat before me. It wasn’t just any picture, it was the picture of the Savior and the one hundreth sheep. It had been a gift from my parents for Christmas, six years earlier. At the time they had given it to me, it was probably the last thing I would have wanted, and what my mom had written on the back was just a source of irritation. But now, as I sat in my shed and turned it over, what they had written was exactly what I needed to hear at that very moment. “And he spake this parable unto them, saying, What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it? And when he hath found it, he layeth it on his shoulders, rejoicing. And when he cometh home, he calleth together his friends and neighbours, saying unto them, Rejoice with me; for I have found my sheep which was lost. I say unto you, that likewise joy shall be in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, more than over ninety and nine just persons, which need no repentance. Luke 15:3-7.” Then my mother had written the personal note, “With all our love at Christmas. Love this picture! Hope you enjoy it as well. It portrays some of the love and concern we feel for you, one of our dear lambs. Hope you know how very special you are to us. Forever, Dad & Mom”
At the time that I needed to hear that I could be forgiven, that my heavenly and earthly parents were always there, here it was written out for me. I took the picture in and hung it on the wall where it has been for year now, a personal reminder of the power of forgiveness, enduring faith and eternal love.
The last year has been a year of great spiritual growth for me. I am reminded of the saying, “faith isn’t faith until its all you’re holding on to.” Because I was having such a difficult time, it became increasingly obvious that I couldn’t do this alone. As I learned to rely on heavenly father through daily prayer, searched the Book of Mormon diligently and started attending church again, my troubles didn’t seem quite as bad as I learned to overcome them.
I had not totally lost my faith, like the quote said, but my faith had lost its shape. Deep down, I really did still believe that the church was true, as I’m sure a lot of inactive people do. At one point in my inactivity, I had a college philosophy professor say that “if you do not live what you truly believe you will never be happy.” That comment really bothered me. Instead of telling myself, “Yeah, that really makes sense” I remember thinking, “I’ll show him!” As time went by, I tried to find happiness despite my wrongdoings. But I was never truly happy until I had found my way again. It was such a great feeling to have that hope and happiness return to my life. This lesson was so important to me, in my life, that I want you all to know, that if you do not live what you truly believe, you will never be happy. I believe this applies even to those who are active in church. There is always something more that we could or should be doing. The cornerstone of faith and our religion is Jesus Christ. We express our faith not by words alone, but by the way we live. If we are not constantly focused on the Savior, we will not know true happiness. As we are instructed in Alma 13: 27 And now, my brethren, I wish from the inmost part of my heart, yea, with great anxiety even unto pain, that ye would hearken unto my words, and cast off your sins, and not procrastinate the day of your repentance;
Now is the time to live what you truly believe.
How do we shape our lives with faith and hope?Alma 32:21 tells us that “If ye have faith ye hope for things which are not seen, which are true.” True To the Faith tells us that hope is “sure, unwavering, and active” and that when we hope, we are trusting God’s promises. Shaping our lives by faith is a lot like shaping bread dough. If we try to make the perfect looking loaf by hand then set in on the table, it slowly loses its form. To keep that shape of perfection would take constant reshaping and work. That’s why we have bread pans. Bread pans are forms by which the desired shape is ensured. We have these forms for faith. They are prayer, scripture study, studying the words of the prophets, attending church, service, following the spirit and many others. I know that I must do these things often. When I don’t, I can actually feel my faith losing its shape. My life just doesn’t operate as smoothly as it should. I don’t have the guidance that I need and it becomes easier to do things I know I shouldn’t.
If faith is our dough, then hope is trusting that our recipe and some heat will give us bread. From True To the Faith we read about hope as a “principle that extends into the eternities, but it can also sustain you through the everyday challenges of life. “Happy is he, “said the Psalmist, “that hath the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the Lord his God.” With hope, you can find joy in life. You can “have patience and bear with afflictions, with a firm hope that ye shall one day rest from all your afflictions” You can “press forward with a steadfastness in Christ, having a perfect brightness of hope, and a love of God and of all men. Wherefore, if ye shall press forward, feasting upon the word of Christ, and endure to the end, behold, thus saith the Father: Ye shall have eternal life.”
Like any other portion of the gospel, faith and hope are calling us to work. We cannot sit by and have exaltation just fall in our laps. We have to be active in our endeavors and overcome our fears. D&C 68: 6 Wherefore, be of good cheer, and do not fear, for I the Lord am with you, and will stand by you; and ye shall bear record of me, even Jesus Christ, that I am the Son of the living God, that I was, that I am, and that I am to come. Faith and hope have the ability, when strong within us, to eliminate our anxieties and worries. Mahatma Gandhi said, “There is nothing that wastes the body like worry, and one who has any faith in God should be ashamed to worry about anything whatsoever.”
How can we help others shape their lives?We cannot talk about faith and hope without touching on charity. If faith is our bread dough, and hope is in our end product, then charity is what we do with the faith and bread we’ve created. Moroni 7:45 And charity suffereth long, and is kind, and envieth not, and is not puffed up, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil, and rejoiceth not in iniquity but rejoiceth in the truth, beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things. We can help others, gently. It is up to us to love and to live an example of charity, but only the Savior can truly heal those around us, and that happens in His time, not ours. Ps. 27: 14 Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord.
As I read the Book of Mormon this last year, I felt a special connection with Alma the younger, as I’m sure a lot of us do at one time or another. Specific to his conversion, was a vision of an angel of the lord. How scary and wonderful all at the same time! But it wasn’t until recently, that I realized something important to my own conversion. Ether 12:6 reads And now, I, Moroni, would speak somewhat concerning these things; I would show unto the world that faith is things which are hoped for and not seen; wherefore, dispute not because ye see not, for ye receive no witness until after the trial of your faith. I realized that while there had been no mighty visions of angels, my life had truly been touched by servants and messengers of our Father in Heaven. These were people who had been trialed by my choices, but waited with patience and long-suffering. I am amazed and grateful for the faith of my parents, and their hope for me all these years. I had brothers serving missions entreat me to read the book of Mormon. I had the missionaries coming by at “coincidental times”. I work with my aunt, and I want her to know that she was a great example to me. She started telling me about what was happening at church. At first I thought, “geez, she knows I don’t go.” But she was never forceful and always told me just enough to get me interested. It wasn’t long and I started to feel like I was really missing out. There was my visiting teacher, who respected my comfort zone. And of course, our bishop and his counselors that honestly care about each of us deeply. There are many other instances and occurrences that helped me find my way back. Do not underestimate what you can do for another person. No act is too small. As explained in Alma 37: 6 Now ye may suppose that this is foolishness in me; but behold I say unto you, that by small and simple things are great things brought to pass; and small means in many instances doth confound the wise. All these seemingly small acts of charity were seeds planted in my heart, preparing me to return to his fold. Singularly, these acts may seem insignificant, and many probably don’t even remember their roles. But together, these things brought about a great change in my heart, and helped me to restore faith and hope once again in my life.
I know that this church is true, that Jesus Christ is our savior, that through him all can be healed, all can be forgiven. I know that He and our Heavenly Father love us and that they will not give up on us. I testify of the power of prayer and the need to pray always. Not because I should, but because I know what its like to not have that blessing in my life and I can’t do without. I have come to love the Book of Mormon. When I started reading it, I intended to take Moroni’s challenge and pray for a testimony of its truthfulness. But I never had to, it was revealed to me again and again through daily study, and I know without doubt that it is true. I am grateful for my husband and the things that we have learned together. While our trials have at times been very hard, I would not trade the good experiences that came from them. I am so grateful for my family, for my mother’s passionate faith and for my father’s quiet, steady example. I have no better friends or examples than my brothers. Each of them holds their own unique strengths that make me feel weak in comparison. I love them so much and I am especially grateful for late night talks that always helped me sleep better. Most of them are younger than me, but they are so much wiser. I am grateful for my extended family and the examples and support that they are to me. I know that our families can be together forever and that so much more is possible through our faith. I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.