Loving the One

Important appointment.  Scouts.  Running late.  Chili in the crockpot.  Why was he late?  Finally he walked in the door followed by a tall dark stranger.  Of course!  He had stopped to pick up William for the scout activity!  William, one of the children I wrote about in my last post was now nearly as tall as Ben, a mountain of a boy that looked more like a man.  I didn’t recognize him at first he had grown so much.

“Hi William!” I said delighted.  He smiled and said hi back.  I love it when he looks at me with his shy smiling eyes, like he knows just how happy I am to see him and he loves it.  He sat in the living room and waited while we shuffled around getting boys off devices and gathering supplies.  I was embarrassed that the house was a mess.  I started picking up the red ornaments that Austin had scattered across the entryway.  William got up and helped me pick up ornaments.  Layne raced past him to get shotgun in the van, but William stayed until every ornament was put away.  Devin noticed as we praised William’s thoughtfulness.  I was grateful for the good example he had shown to my sons who are often not as conscientious of their mother as they should be.  

Most mothers probably wouldn’t be as happy as I am to have William in our home.  They wouldn’t be so eager to nurture their children’s friendships with him.  I see in him what some can’t see because they look on the outside.  William has a good heart, and that is the only thing my Lord sees.  Why should I fear what my Lord considers unimportant?

When the boys came back from their activity, I got to hear about all their adventures at Urban Air trampoline park.  All three of our reluctant scouters were there.  One doesn’t come to church.  One doesn’t like scouts, and the other, William, comes irregularly.  Often those three feel like outsiders among the tight knit group of boys and they need a little extra from their leaders to help them get what they need from the activities.  Last night, they got it!  It was lovely.

I was especially impressed with Ben.  Tuesday night while I was at choir practice, he had managed to load up all the boys and take cookies over to William’s house to give to him and his siblings.  He issued a personal invitation to William to come to the activity.  He stopped on his way home from work even though that made him a little bit late to the activity.  He did the needful thing.  He was the shepherd that the Master needed to nudge that sheep back into the fold.  

It is hard to wrap your head around the ripple effects of what happened last night when a church leader did the needful thing.  How can someone measure the good effect of a man exercising his priesthood power to magnify his calling and bless the life of one boy?  Everyone benefits!  My boys see that their father cares enough about that one boy that he will fight his whole family off from a package of cookies, herd them into the van, drive quite a distance to give them to him, and then come back the next day to take him to scouts.  He isn’t going to get any awards for that!  He won’t get any praise.  That doesn’t matter.  The only thing that matters is that William knows that we love him and that we want him to be in our ward family.  What does that teach my sons about the worth of a soul to their father?  To the Lord?  Even if that child has a different color of skin, even if his parents don’t come to church, even if he has made some bad choices; he is worth that extra time and effort.  He matters.  The one matters.

It makes me think of my Master and what manner of man he was.  I call myself his handmaid, but every day I choose whether or not to earn the title.  I must do as He did to be worthy to take His name upon me.  I must go about doing the needful thing however uncomfortable I feel or make others feel.  Sometimes we have to speak uncomfortable things to those who need to hear them because those who feel uncomfortable are unable to speak for themselves.  We will all be blessed if we listen to the cries of the one in the wilderness.  We can leave the 99.  They will be better for our efforts in behalf of the one.  

How marvelous are the doings of my Lord?  Who can measure the grace and majesty of his handiwork?  Who can say how great His love for his children?  It would be easier to count the grains of sand on the seashore than to comprehend the eternities of His love and power.  He is Mighty to Save!  Mighty to Save!  And blessed be all those who labor, for the field is ripe with souls to save.  We need only bring them to Him.  One by one.

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2 thoughts on “Loving the One

  1. Thank you for your very thoughtful insight. We are all broken in some way. Each a little different than another, and sometimes the majority are so wrapped up in their own brokenness and rush that we do not see the people around us and their problems and needs. It is normal to have problems and no one should be afraid to reach out a hand and say I am not okay right now! I need help and love and understanding. So many people are so critical of others who cannot pull their load right now,. It is a gift from God that are given to a few who can recognize the needs in others and give love,time,and attention out of their own life. The rest of us must learn to listen and recognize the voice of the Spirit. It is not enough to hear it, we must listen and then act upon it. It takes time to learn the voice of the Spirit, but anyone can do it. It takes all the basics we have heard about over and over. Several times in our family we have had to say Stop, take all the busyness off our table, and begin again with the basics. We also look at what we are focused on and what is more important so that we can refocus on the most needful things in our life. Want vs Need. Our own wants or anothers need? I always hearken back to Primary days. What would Jesus do? CTR There is a very special book that talks about the importance of broken people. It is called My Beautiful Broken Shell by Carol Adams. It is a very short book and a quick read with real insights to strengthen the individual. We need to strengthen ourselves before we reach out to others to help. Love to all. Kathy

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