What a feast General Conference is!
By the time each Conference rolls around, I feel like a parched soul
and the speakers' words fill me with water,
refreshing and rejuvenating me while giving me fresh perspective on life.
I have felt a lot of discouragement lately about not being "enough."
Enough of anything, really...
So I felt particularly uplifted by a segment of President Uchtdorf's talk about how God will use us, even with all of our imperfections, to do a great work if we are willing.
"How encouraging it is to know, though we are imperfect, if our hearts are turned to God, He will be generous and kind and use us for His purposes...God will use you, if you are willing. He will magnify your righteous desires and turn the compassionate actions you sow into a bountiful harvest of goodness."
I am reminded of a story a neighbor recently shared with me.
Years ago, she was a busy working mother with young children and she received a phone call asking her to make a dessert for a family who needed a meal that day.
A couple of weeks prior, cake mixes had been on sale at the store and she felt an urge to stock up.
She loaded one of each flavor into the cart--even lemon, which her family all hated.
"Why am I getting lemon?" she asked herself. "No one will eat this!"
But she felt an odd need to get the lemon cake mix, too, so she purchased one, brought it home, and put it on the shelf to collect dust.
And now she had a very short time to put together a dessert.
"Cake mix cookies!" she thought. "I'll use the lemon cake mix...no one here will eat it."
She had the brief thought that it was rude to give away a dessert her family thought was disgusting, but she brushed it away and quickly made and delivered the cookies to the woman who was putting together the meal.
She left town the following day, so it wasn't until she returned that she learned that the family who needed a meal had lost their little girl in a car accident.
She was immediately filled with guilt and regret.
"I should have given them my best!" she thought, appalled that in their time of crisis she had given them yucky lemon cake mix cookies.
A while later, though, the mother of this family stopped her in the hallway at Church.
"How did you know??" she asked.
My neighbor was confused, so the woman explained.
"Every time my family needs comfort, we make lemon cake mix cookies. I had been trying to work up the strength to make the cookies for my family all day, but I just didn't have it in me. Your cookies brought us so much comfort."
This busy mother, in trying to do something kind, however imperfect it may have seemed,
was an instrument in God's Hand to do a great work.
Thus may it be for all of us if we just keep trying.