The Symbol of our Faith

I finished a book today. It was about symbolism on various temples from early church history. It was a fascinating read.

As I read the last chapter, I was moved by a story, and wanted to share it with you. It is actually from the February issue of the Ensign, written by Harold B. Lee (and was actually shared in the 1957 General Conference).

A watchman employed on Temple Square gave me this note:

“One morning not so long ago I was sitting at the desk of the temple gate house reading when my attention was drawn to a knock on the door. There stood two little boys, aged about seven or eight years. As I opened the door, I noticed that they were poorly dressed and had been neither washed nor combed. They appeared as if they had left home before father or mother had awakened that morning. As I looked beyond these little fellows, I saw two infants in pushcarts. In answer to my question as to what they wanted, one of the boys pointed to his little brother in the cart and replied: ‘His name is Joe. Will you shake hands with little Joe? It is little Joe’s birthday—he is two years old today, and I want him to touch the temple so when he gets to be an old man he will remember he touched the temple when he was two years old.’

“Pointing to the other little boy in the other cart, he said this: ‘This is Mark, he’s two years old, too.’ Then, with a solemn, reverent attitude rare in children so young, he asked, ‘Now can we go over and touch the temple?’ I replied: ‘Sure you can.’ They pushed their little carts over to the temple and lifted the infants up, and placed their hands against that holy building. Then as I stood there with a lump in my throat, I heard the little boy say to his infant brother, ‘Now, Joe, you will always remember when you was two years old you touched the temple.’ They thanked me and departed for home.”

The book says,

Not only did these children touch the temple but the temple had obviously touched them and had become a symbol of their faith (p. 172).

How is it with us?

Is the temple a symbol of my faith? I have found myself asking some questions.

    Do I keep myself temple worthy? (To me, this means more than just checking off the questions every couple of years, or just avoiding sin. It means seeking to really be and become more worthy in thought, word and action.)
    Do I attend the temple as often as my circumstances allow? Am I willing to sacrifice to go more?
    Do I spend time pondering the things I learn in the temple, and studying the scriptures to understand more?
    As a mother, am I seeking for ways to point my children toward the temple?
    Am I praying for help with all of the above?

Prophets have encouraged us to do as the children in the story did - to make the temple a symbol of our faith. I am recommitting to find more ways to do just that. I invite you to do the same. :)

Do you have any ideas to share on how you bring (or want to bring) the spirit of the temple into your life? Clearly, attending the temple is one way, but I don’t think it’s the only one. Please share!

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