Today's Favorite Verse: Moroni 7:45, 47-48
"And charity suffereth long, and is kind, and envieth not, and is not puffed up, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil, and rejoiceth not in iniquity but rejoiceth in the truth, beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.
But charity is the pure love of Christ, and it endureth forever; and whoso is found possessed of it at the last day, it shall be well with him.
Wherefore, my beloved brethren, pray unto the Father with all the energy of heart, that ye may be filled with this love, which he hath bestowed upon all who are true followers of his Son, Jesus Christ; that ye may become the sons of God; that when he shall appear we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is; that we may have this hope; that we may be purified even as he is pure. Amen."
I fall so short on charity, yet it is the greatest desire of my heart to have it. I have a hard time memorizing scriptures but each characteristic of charity is embedded in my brain. When I am not kind, or am provoked these words echo in my heart. I don't nearly pray for charity often enough. I don't know why I don't, but it seems I only do when I realize how far from having charity I have become. When I see the need to repent because I was not kind.
I know if I have not charity I am nothing, a very worthless servant. I am a mouth with no heart. My lack of charity fills me with self-absorption and pride. I have no hope of knowing and recognizing my Savior, when I am not filled with his pure love. If I have not the pure love of Christ, then I am not like him. I want "to be like him", and know him. How grateful I am that prayers for charity are answered so quickly by the Father. He so freely sets my heart straight, when I desire to have charity once again. I just wished I prayed for it more often, and not only when I have felt compelled to by my lack of it. I can see pondering on this has made me realize I need to pray for this good gift more often, before I am compelled. It's a lot like prayers for humility.
Day 415 Tami Fitzgerald Harris