Monday, July 24, 2017

From My Journal: Happy Pioneer Day

When the Angels Come by Clark Kelley Price

"I have pulled my handcart when I was so weak and weary from illness and lack of food that I could hardly put one foot ahead of the other. I have looked ahead and seen a patch of sand or a hill slope and I have said, I can go only that far and there I must give up, for I cannot pull the load through it. ... I have gone on to that sand and when I reached it, the cart began pushing me. I have looked back many times to see who was pushing my cart, but my eyes saw no one. I knew then that the angels of God were there.

"Was I sorry that I chose to come by handcart? No. Neither then nor any minute of my life since. The price we paid to become acquainted with God was a privilege to pay, and I am thankful that I was privileged to come in the Martin Handcart Company."

I believe that we have our ancestors and our descendants watching over us in times of need, cheering us on to stand steadfast and make the tough choices that lie in our paths.

It is Pioneer Day in Utah (like a founder's day celebration). This is the time we remember all of the sacrifices and deprivations our ancestors went through to settle in the Salt Lake valley. I can't even imagine this type of extremity, losing all my family members to exposure and hunger.

It is a good reminder to me that it is both our opposition and our Faith that motivates us to action. And there is no room for complaint when others have suffered more than we will ever experience. Blessed, Honored, Pioneer!

Keep Journaling Always,

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