Friday, December 21, 2012

Forgotten? - Johnny

During high school, at Thunderbird, I belonged to a soccer league with a few of my friends.  One evening after practice, I was waiting for Mom and Dad to come pick me up.  Though I probably could have easily gotten a ride from one of my friends, I insisted that I would wait for my own.  One by one, each of my teamates went home with their parents while I was soon left alone in the parking lot.  As you know, patience is not a keen Glemser trait, and after making the 'wise' conclusion that I was surely forgotten, I decided to make the treck home by myself in the dark.  During my tearful walk, I selfishly thought to myself, "how could they forget to pick me up?  Am I not important to them?  Its going to take me a couple of hours to get home.  I wonder if they'll notice that I'm not there and come looking for me.  I bet they'll feel real sorry when they see me walk in the door."  During my internal epilogue and murmuring, a familiar Ford minivan zoomed past.  Despite my attempts to wave the familiar vehicle to a halt, it was too dark and the occupents could not see me.  Now I thought, "I'm in trouble."  They hadn't forgotten me after all!  Now they will wonder where I've gotten to.  They'll be worried.  Thinking it was out of my control, I figured the best thing to do, would be to continue walking home.  A couple of minutes later, dad and mom pulled up along side of me to pick me up.  Though Dad was rightfully upset, I have always remember what he said to me.  "Johnny, we would never forget about you."  I immediately felt their love and quickly repented for the selfish things I had thought. 
You see, our Father in Heaven has not forgotten his children, nor has he abbandoned them to wander aimlessly in the dark to find their own way home.  He has given us Mom and Dad.  They have done a terrific job in leading us to that tree who's fruit is most desirable.  Now it is up to us to lead the rest of our posterity home.  I learned a lesson of patience, and knew that my parents loved me and would never forget about me.  My parents came to this earth before me, and pre-mortally I had to be patient while they discovered the gospel and prepared the vehicle for which was to bring us home.  We knew they would find it, and rejoiced when they did.  There was too much at stake for them not too!

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