Today was a milestone that I do not want to forget. Jared turned 16 at the beginning of November. After his ordination to be a Priest, he knew that he had new responsibilities to fulfill. Fear of public speaking has plagued Jared. He was paralyzed with fear so much that he was unable to stand up to deliver his first talk in Sacrament. So with uneasiness in my heart I knew that there would be another opportunity for him to be filled with fear. Last Sunday, he was asked to help bless the Sacrament. He politely refused and assisted with the other duties of the Aaronic Priesthood. Andy talked to him and I could tell Jared was on the edge of not keeping it together. So rather than force the issue, we let it go. I mean seriously, it would be hard to have the Spirit if the Priest was thoroughly upset. A few words were said at home, nothing too stressful and that was the end of it.
This morning as Jared came down to breakfast, I had the thought to say something about the Sacrament Prayers. However, life was crazy and I did not. Hadley said our morning prayer. Her genuine, childlike, innocent prayer was simple and complete. She was thankful for her church clothes and going to church. We exited the van, Jared and Hunter went to the Chapel, I went with the girls to the Primary room. When I entered the Chapel, Jared was preparing the Sacrament table. He came to my pew to chit chat and I scooted him back up the front. Andy joined us and I mentioned that Jared was looking for some help. So he went up, spoke with Jared, helped him out and sat down. Minutes before we were to begin the meeting, I noticed that Jared was sitting at the Sacrament Table. My throat was tight with anxiety for him. I said a silent prayer for him and felt comforted. He blessed the water. He was calm, cool and collected. He brought a sweet spirit of reverence and peace as he was privileged to offer the prayer. My eyes teared up. He gave the official nod for the other young men to proceed to the front. I knew in this moment, my son had just grown another foot!!! He had done it and succeeded and he felt good. As they dismissed to return to their seats, he had a huge smile on his face. I could tell that he had been touched with the comfort of the Holy Spirit. He had a glimpse of the simpleness of the Gospel. Sometimes it seems to be so scary when all we need to do is trust.
Those moments of my son progressing in the Gospel are coming quicker and quicker. The impact of what he is doing has long term effects. He is just a few years from being eligible for missionary service. I hope that he will be prepared. I pray that I have taught him the important things about love, service, testimonies, scriptures, Jesus Christ, family, independence, happiness and endurance. I know that I have not done it all. I know that my efforts have been magnified by the Lord. I am humbled and amazed to be the mother of this Latter-day Warrior. I pray that my son will continue to be a ray of sunshine wherever he goes. The youth are our future and Jared is a part of that.
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