
way to stay on topic there.
Sometimes when you look around at all the housework, wouldn't it be nice to have a couple of wives? I imagine even single women could appreciate this.
Gazelam wrote:In the biography recently written on Bruce R. McConkie, there is a whole section devoted to finding a balance. As busy as a person can be in the church, imagine that as an Apostle. That was something he worked on, manageing time between responsibilities and family.
A few years ago, I was invited to speak in a sacrament meeting devoted to paying tribute to fathers. Each speaker who preceded me described how his father had taught him to catch a baseball, ride a horse, hunt deer, or change the oil in a car. As I listened to them, I realized that I had no such stories to tell. My father never threw a ball to me, never took me hunting or camping, nor did he have any idea how to change the oil in a car. We didn't even go to church together because he was gone virtually every Sunday on conference assignments. He was not present when I received any of the offices in the Aaronic Priesthood nor any award in Scouting. He did not teach me how to drive nor how to tie a tie, nor was he around when I learned, by rather painful experience, how to shave. He never took me to a baseball or basketball game, nor did we ever go to a movie together. In short, we simply were not a recreationally minded family.
Among the other things he did not teach us was patience. When we worked with him in the yard or on some home improvement project, he expected us to read his mind or to be able to quickly find things that were never where they were supposed to be. Such gifts are rarely found in children or any other conscripted labor. They did not manifest themselves in his children, nor have I learned that any trace of them has been found in his grandchildren.
What, then, did we do together? We dug a root cellar and a septic tank, we painted the house and shingled the roof, we built shelves, and we tiled the basement floor. When he came home in the evening and I wasn't working, the first thing he would say was, "Mother, isn't there something Joseph can be doing?" He was gone so much that it was my mother who taught me how to plant a garden, pull weeds, and irrigate. Yet, of my father it must be said he was simply fearless where sweat and calluses were concerned, particularly if they were mine.
So it was that when it became my turn in that sacrament meeting to speak of lessons learned and experiences shared with my father, my memories were confined to administering to the sick, listening to him instruct priesthood leaders when he took me with him to his Saturday meetings, hearing the gospel taught with power and clarity when he fulfilled all the promises to speak he had made at Christmastime, listening to remarkable gospel conversations that he had with his father-in-law, Joseph Fielding Smith, and his own father, Oscar W. McConkie, and, of course, with the passing of years, sharing in the same kind of conversations with him. In it all, I came to realize that the Lord has his own system of compensation, and that as a kid growing up, maybe I hadn't missed out on too much that mattered after all.
beastie wrote:If there are three people in a marriage - you, your spouse, and God... and God has to come first...
Gazelam wrote:
way to stay on topic there.
When I hear nonsense like people breaking up a family, harming children, and destorying lives because of differing beliefs I have to wonder what is important... a selfish need to become a God, or one's family.
When I hear men praise polygamy and look foward to the day, I have to wonder how deeply they loves their wives.
When I hear LDS women state they would rather be with women as sister wives than have a deep emotional connection with their husband, it makes me question LDS marriage.
In sum, in my opinion, the bond between a husband and a wife, the amazing loving emotional intimacy that can exist is unlike any other in the known universe. And yet, church attendance and belief in Joseph Smith seems to Trump it for some believers.
truth dancer wrote:When I hear nonsense like people breaking up a family, harming children, and destorying lives because of differing beliefs I have to wonder what is important... a selfish need to become a God, or one's family.