Thursday, October 22, 2009
It is interesting that here he refers to the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. So, far He is not called Christ. I'm going to watch for the incident when His name is revealed to them. Apparently, it is not given in the Plates of Brass, or Nephi would know it by now.
My grandmother kept a record for her posterity. A record, that testifies of Christ. A record that is persuasive in helping me come unto Him. Surely, these were not idle days, where the luxury of keeping a record could fill empty time. Yet, Nephi took the time to write. And we are the beneficiaries of his effort. We would do well to do the same for our posterity. This chapter makes me think that perhaps I should make a set of "small plates" so to speak. I write an extensive journal. So large that I doubt if anyone will want to wade through the extent of it's long daily entries. Perhaps it would be good if I started a less cumbersome record that is specifically refined to only those things most precious and of worth to my children. I think I will.
After reading The Book of Mormon so many times, I have come to the conclusion that there is nary a wasted or unintentional word in the entire book. Having made that determination, I often pause and ponder at words, stories or expressions that seem insignificant and ask, "What is God's purpose here?" I'm convinced that there is meaning and blessing in every word if we will just seek it. Everyone from Nephi to Mormon took Nephi's edict to heart, every word is carefully, prayerfully selected and of worth. Some, I don't understand yet, but if I work at it I hope I will. Others have been made plain and I have found hidden truths in places I would have never expected.