I love Mormon’s tender heart. Even though it is hard to
carve on the plates, and even though he is writing for a specific purpose, he
starts with his concern and love from his son Moroni and his prayers and
desires for his survival.
Mormon had been abridging huge amounts of records to make
the rest of the Book of Mormon, carefully choosing important historical, and
most importantly religious records to be preserved. And he says he can’t write
even 100th of what is there. It must have been such an amazing
discovery to him in the midst of all of that to find the small plates of Nephi.
In the end, it comes back to hard work again. King Benjamin
didn’t just pray for his people to have peace, he fought and worked, and
labored with the faculty of his whole soul. I keep thinking I want things to be
too easy as I read the Book of Mormon. I feel like again and again the Lord is
telling me to get to work. Clean my house, help my husband, more actively raise
my kids, learn things, take care of my body. It’s all work. It’s funny that we
imagine Heaven as a place of sitting on clouds. If this life is to prepare us
for that, I bet it’s mostly work!
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