Let Them Be Little: NOVEMBER 16

Megan and Smash both spoke in church today on unity.

They both did so well!

You would think that siblings speaking on the same topic would likely share similar thoughts, etc. Not these two - they each shared different thoughts, stories and scriptures.

I enjoyed listening to them so much!

Smash shared this story:

Rescue at Sea
- Unknown

Years ago, in a small fishing village in Holland, a young boy taught the world about the rewards of unselfish service. Because the entire village revolved around the fishing industry, a volunteer rescue team was needed in cases of emergency. One night the winds raged, the clouds burst and a gale force storm capsized a fishing boat at sea. Stranded and in trouble, the crew sent out the S.O.S. The captain of the rescue rowboat team sounded the alarm and the villagers assembled in the town square overlooking the bay. While the team launched their rowboat and fought their way through the wild waves, the villagers waited restlessly on the beach, holding lanterns to light the way back.

An hour later, the rescue boat reappeared through the fog and the cheering villagers ran to greet them. Falling exhausted on the sand, the volunteers reported that the rescue boat could not hold any more passengers and they had to leave one man behind. Even one more passenger would have surely capsized the rescue boat and all would have been lost.

Frantically, the captain called for another volunteer team to go after the lone survivor. Sixteen-year-old Hans stepped forward. His mother grabbed his arm, pleading, "Please don’t go. Your father died in a shipwreck 10 years ago and your older brother, Paul, has been lost at sea for three weeks. Hans, you are all I have left."

Hans replied, "Mother, I have to go. What if everyone said, ‘I can’t go, let someone else do it?’ Mother, this time I have to do my duty. When the call for service comes, we all need to take our turn and do our part." Hans kissed his mother, joined the team and disappeared into the night.

Another hour passed, which seemed to Hans’ mother like an eternity. Finally, the rescue boat darted through the fog with Hans standing up in the bow. Cupping his hands, the captain called, "Did you find the lost man?" Barely able to contain himself, Hans excitedly yelled back, "Yes, we found him. Tell my mother it’s my older brother, Paul!"

We also attended the Sacrament meeting where Layton spoke (before leaving for his mission).

{If you don't know who I am talking about, please read the November 12th entry.}

His topic was gratitude.

As he spoke, it was clear that he is ready to serve his mission; physically as well as spiritually.

What a special occasion for us to be able to attend!

At the end of his talk, he said, “I feel I owe a lifetime of gratitude to my Heavenly Father for saving me.”

That was the perfect thing to say, I loved it!

Don't we all owe a lifetime of gratitude?

We have not all been saved in the way Layton was but we are all saved in our own circumstances, through our Savior, Jesus Christ.

I'm grateful for that saving grace.

And I too feel I owe a lifetime of gratitude.