Doctrine and Covenants 24:8-9 "Be patient in afflictions, for thou shalt have many; but endure them, for lo, I am with thee, even unto the end of thy days." "And in temporal labors thou shalt not have strength, for this is not thy calling..."
Often that last verse applies to me. In temporal labors I often lack strength but when I am serving the Lord He buoys me up and I am able to accomplish amazing things. Last night one of my new missionaries was wondering how I manage to do it all. She said, "It seems like there are not enough hours in the day."
I replied, "Sometimes I find that God gives me strength only to serve Him and I feel the Spirit and get energized when I am serving him by being on call or helping my missionaries but I have to struggle to wash a dish." That statement is what inspired me to write the following poem:
Some Days
Some days it is hard to wash a dish
Or make a broom go swish.
But God is always there for me
Giving me strength to like Him be.
I may not have strength to sweep
But spiritually I can take a leap.
He gives me all the strength I need
To one of his children lead.
I can help someone on the phone
When all other strength has flown.
He helps me His servant to be
And from fear He sets me free.
My great desire is to with Him abide
And for that I will willingly set aside
Many an earthly task I cannot do.
For I know He will see me through.
8 May 2009 Suzanne Halliday
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- My name is Suzanne Osborne Halliday. I am a mother of five sons: Michael, Edward, Stephen, Bruce and Daniel. I have a beloved step daughter: Lisa. I am the grandmother of seven grandsons: Anthony, Joshua, Aaron, Tyler, Mattie, Sydney, Zachary, and three grand daughters: Bella, Gali and Alycia. I was born in Wichita, Kansas in 1942 to Harvey Osborne and Joyce White. When I was nine years old my parents moved to Peridot, Arizona, a village on the San Carlos Apache Indian Reservation where my father had bought a trading post. It was not long after this that I was first introduced to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. A family down the road invited me to attend Primary. It was held in the back of the Weech's Trading Post in San Carlos. This was where I learned that I because of Jesus Christ I could return to live with my Heavenly Father again one day. Three years later my heart was touched by a Joseph Smith pamphlet I found in my brother Stevie's lunch pail. I joined the church 13 May 1961 when I was 19 years old. This decision has greatly changed my life.
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