Here's a cool story about
Agency!
"One
of my esteemed colleagues told me of his efforts to aid a young college student
who was feeling sorry for himself, who was lacking motivation and had no sense
of responsibility. My friend made an attractive proposal to this young man. In
a conversation that went something like this, he said, “Son, I’m going to take
over full responsibility of your affairs from now on and relieve you of your
worries. I’ll pay your tuition at college, buy your clothes, furnish you an
automobile and a credit card for gasoline. When you get ready to marry, don’t
worry about it; I’ll look for a wife for you, and I will supply you with a
house that is furnished. I’ll support you and your family thereafter without
any effort on your part. What do you think of my offer?” After a moment of
sobered thinking the young man replied, “Well, if you did that, what would
there be for me to live for?” Then my friend replied, “That is what I’m trying
to make you see, my boy. That is the purpose of life--there is no joy without
struggle and the exercise of one’s own natural abilities.” (A Time of Decision)
And
here's a cool story about finding truth!!
"From
our youth many of us may remember the story of a very young boy who was
abducted from his parents and home and taken to a village situated far away.
Under these conditions the small boy grew to young manhood without a knowledge
of his actual parents or earthly home. Within his heart there came a yearning
to return to that village called home. But where was home to be found? Where
were his mother and father to be discovered? Oh, if only he could remember even
their names, his task would be less hopeless. Desperately he sought to recall
even a glimpse of his childhood. Like a flash of inspiration, he remembered the
sound of a bell which, from the tower atop the village church, pealed its welcome
each Sabbath morning. From village to village the young man wandered, ever
listening for that familiar bell to chime. Some bells were similar, others far
different from the sound he remembered. At length the weary young man stood one
Sunday morning before a church of a typical town. He listened carefully as the
bell began to peal. The sound was familiar. It was unlike any other he had
heard, save that bell which pealed in the memory of his childhood days. Yes, it
was the same bell. Its ring was true. His eyes filled with tears. His heart
rejoiced in gladness. His soul overflowed with gratitude. The young man dropped
to his knees, looked upward beyond the bell tower--even toward heaven--and in a
prayer of gratitude whispered, “Thanks be to God. I’m home.” Like the peal of a
remembered bell will be the truth of the gospel of Jesus Christ to the soul of
him who earnestly seeks. Many of you have traveled long in a personal quest for
that which rings true. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints sends
forth to you an earnest appeal. Open your doors to the missionaries. Open your
minds to the word of God. Open your hearts, even your very souls, to the sound
of that still, small voice which testifies of truth. As the prophet Isaiah
promised: “Thine ears shall hear a word … saying, This is the way, walk ye in
it.” (Isa. 30:21.) Then, like the boy of whom I’ve spoken, you too will, on
bended knee, say to your God and mine: “I’m home!” (The Way Home)
Elder Hunter
1. Picture of Elder F
2. Monkey shaking hands with the missionaries
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