Saturday, February 25, 2012
Valentine's Seminary Devotional 2012
Brady changed the regular Valentine Seminary devotional that I have blogged about in the past and the one he has given for the past few years. I thought I would share the devotional he gave this year.
Well, if you didn’t know by now, I would like to be the person to formally announce to you that today is Valentine’s Day; the season of love. The time of year when our hearts are supposed to be open, and we look for someone to give it to. Love can be a beautiful thing, but it can also lead us astray. It all depends on who we give it to.
In Doctrine & Covenants 64: 22 we read: “And after that day, I, the Lord will not hold any guilty that shall go with an open heart up to the land of Zion; for I, the Lord, require the hearts of the children of men.”
We face an everlasting battle, a battle for the possession of our hearts. The Lord has asked for our hearts, and Satan is violently trying to steal it from us. We have to decide whose hands we would truly like our hearts to be in.
In Mathew 6: 24 it says: “No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon,”
Mammon being defined as Idolatry, Treasure, or Worldliness.
When we turn our hearts over to Satan, they become tainted, and their desires start to become less pure and start to falter.
In Doctrine & Covenants 137: 9 we read: “For I, the Lord will judge all men according to their works, according to the desires of their hearts.”
So, if you find yourself searching for someone to give your heart to this Valentine’s Day, take the advice of
Doctrine & Covenants 59: 5: “[…] love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, with all thy might, mind and strength,”
I promise you that your heart will be filled with so much light and love, that the walls of your heart will not have room enough to receive it. Be thinking of Him as well during the season of love, for He should be the one person that we love the most.
Cupid Poop poem attached to a small bag full of Red Hots: