If Jesus Came to Your House


Since the Prophet’s most recent talk, I’ve found myself reflecting deeply on my standing before God. Would I feel peace in His presence? Would I be comfortable if He literally came to visit me? A little while ago, my cousin shared a poem. As you read it, consider your own life.

If Jesus Came to Your House 


“If Jesus came to your house to spend a day or two 

If He came unexpectedly, I wonder what you'd do. 

Oh, I know you'd give your nicest to such an honored guest

And all you food you'd serve to Him would be your very best 

And you'd keep assuring Him you're glad to have Him there 

That serving Him in your own home is joy beyond compare. 


But when you saw Him coming would you meet Him at the door? 

With your arms outstretched in welcome to your Heavenly Visitor? 

Or would you have to change your clothes before you let Him in? 

Or hide some magazines and put the Bible where they'd been? 


Would you turn off the radio and hope He hadn't heard 

And wish you hadn't uttered the last loud hasty word? 

Would you hide your worldly music and put some hymnbooks out? 

Could you let Jesus just walk right in, or would you rush about? 


And I wonder if the Savior spent a day or two with you 

Would you go right on doing the things you always do? 

Would you keep right on saying the things you always say? 

Would life for you continue as it does from day to day? 

Would your family conversation keep up it's usual pace? 

Or would you find it hard each meal to say the table grace? 

Would you sing the songs you always sing and read the books you read 

And let Him know the things on which your mind and spirit feed? 


Would you take Jesus with you every place you planned to go? 

Or would you maybe change your plans for just a day or so? 

Would you be glad to have Him meet your very closest friends? 

Or would you hope they'd stay away, until His visit ends? 


Would you be glad to have Him stay forever on and on? 

Or would you sigh with great relief, when He at last was gone? 

It might be interesting to know the things that you would do 

If Jesus Christ in person, came to spend some time with you.”


This poem makes me realize how much I still have to grow. Becoming sanctified is the great challenge of mortality, but I know that a sanctified life brings lasting joy. Our Prophet is pleading with us to live with virtue and charity, so our confidence can “wax strong in the presence of God.” Yes, the world can bring happiness, but happiness is temporary and fleeting. True and lasting joy comes from Jesus Christ. Choose joy. Joy is eternal. Eternal is The Great Jehovah. JESUS CHRIST IS JOY

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

i want to live

I want to share an experience that completely changed the way I think about this life. This is a deeply personal and sensitive subject, but I will be vulnerable and hope this message resonates with someone out there. My family went on a hike, and I was sitting alone in the car. I wasn’t sad or upset at all. In fact, I was happy to stay behind and spend some time studying. I’d rather they enjoy the hike without me than miss out because of me. While they were gone, I had time to reflect on something my mom asked me earlier that day. We had been talking about the “what ifs” of skydiving. What if the parachute doesn’t work? What if I’m not strapped in right? In an effort to make my brothers laugh, I jokingly said, “I hope it happens.” But deep down, a part of me genuinely wanted it. That part of me feels like a burden, like my death would be freeing. Not just freeing for me, but for everyone I love. In my mind, it seemed like a way to escape my future that I fear, the limitations of my bod...
Read more

The dive

Image
We have been planning a fun family vacation for months. A  time to all be together. Marrieds are out of school, Phoebe is home from her mission, college kids are getting ready to go do sales for the summer, Hyrum leaves soon on his mission and Porter and Sawyer are happy for a break from school. Off to St. George we went. Bikes, gear for hiking Subway, golf clubs, tennis rackets, frisbee golf discs and swimsuits all packed. Woke up on our first morning, Monday, April 26th and it was raining. What a bummer. But who cares, we can still hot tub. Everyone got in the hot tub but me (mom). Mostly because there really wasn’t any room. And maybe also because I don’t love hot tubs. I’m pretty sure by the time they got out, the hot tub was only half full from all the water that went over the edge. Oops! Sorry!   Then they all decided to head over to the pool and yes, it’s still raining. And we had to walk across razor sharp rocks to get there because we’re lazy and don’t want to walk al...
Read more

Elder Brinton

Image
Sorry everyone! It has been forever since we posted on here. My mom always wanted me to write these blog posts. So I guess she is finally getting what she wanted. I love being a missionary. I was set apart as a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints on Wednesday, November 15, 2023. At my setting apart, the stake president asked me to call on someone to say a prayer to invite the spirit. I asked my sister Emma to say it because I knew she would do a good job of inviting the spirit. As she was praying, she started to cry. I started to cry, and I wouldn’t be surprised if everyone else in the room did the same. The spirit was so strong. The priesthood blessing I received was extremely powerful. I was promised so many amazing blessings. I was told that nothing was broken or altered in my accident. Father’s plan for me did not change. I was told that I lack for NOTHING. I will have as much of an impact as any other missionary. I was promised that I would have the oppo...
Read more