"Behold, ...all things are created and made to bear record of me." -Moses 6:63

On Tuesday morning, I was able to go with my mom to my grandpa's cousin's funeral at a Catholic Church in Holladay. We laughed and talked as we drove out in the snow. We finally arrived and I walked in with many assumptions about how it would be, but I came out surprised. Though they may not have the fullness of the Gospel like we have, they talked about a few things that definitely ring true with the Gospel. They talked about how the deeds you do in this life prepare you for the next and your life is a gift to the Savior. Whatever you do in this life follows you into the next. They also talked about prayer and how prayer prepares you for Heaven, because it helps you draw closer to God and come to know Him better. It was a neat experience for me and though they don't have the Priesthood Keys , the Divine direction of the Prophets, and the Book of Mormon, they are wonderful people that do so many good deeds and believe as we do in the teachings of the Savior. I am so thankful for the daily reminders of the gospel and the teachings of the Savior. Christ is the ultimate exemplar and I know He made an infinite and intimate sacrifice so that we can return to Him again.

Our Savior, Jesus Christ, is the reason for this season.
Merry Christmas!

"Jesus was born in Bethlehem and grew up in a country that became for Him, as for us, symbolic of the marvels of His mission.

He was born at night under a brilliant star. He would call Himself the Light of the World.

He was born near flour mills in a little town known as the house of bread. He would call Himself the Living Bread, come down from Heaven to revive the famished.

He was born at the edge of rolling pastures for the sheep and lamb. He would call Himself the Good Shepherd, the one who would never recoil from the disabilities and diseases of His flock.

He was born near Solomon's pools and the clay channels that supplied water to Jerusalem, the Holy City. He would give the gift of Living Water, flowing to inner deserts bereft of love and care.

He was born amidst ancient olive trees and oil presses. He would call Himself the Christ--the Anointed One--who would pour soothing oil into the wounds of body and spirt.

He was born only a few steps from the age-old footpath of Abraham, who trudged with his son Isaac, toward the mountain of the Lord. He would be called "the Lamb, slain from the foundation of the world." And when He had turned death into immortality, He would say, "I am the life."

He was born a babe in a lowly stable, and became King of Kings, Lord of Lords.

So, we sing of the miracle of His birth, celebrating His role as Savior and Redeemer, thankful for the reminders, for He said, 'Behold,...all things are created and made to bear record of me.'"

-Lloyd D. Newell, Music and the Spoken Word
December 19, 1999

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