A Mighty Work
It is a mighty work we are called to do
But the Lord's angels will see us through.
He will give us each a protective shield
If to Him we will our whole heart yield.
This shield will protect us from harm
And will our many challenges disarm.
As missionaries we are on the Lord's errand
And are involved in this work so grand.
Since we have pledged to daily do His will,
We know each task He will help us fulfill.
Let us not be weary in doing this well,
And He will bless us that we will not fail.
Indexing is indeed a mighty endeavor
And no matter what combines to sever,
We know that His angels will be there
To guard us and extend His loving care.
Out of the small things great things will grow
And His glory we will personally know.
Doctrine and Covenants 64:29, 33
18 Nov 2009 Suzanne Halliday
The preceeding poem was inspired by a vision my hometeacher saw of the Mighty Work we do and a statement that was made by an engineer in Tuesday's indexing call: "It's a powerful work we are involved in."
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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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