LIGHTtheWORLD - Honor Parents

This is a photo of my husband, close to the age when this story took place.

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December 2 - JESUS HONORED HIS PARENTS AND SO CAN YOU

"Jesus Christ is the King of kings, but as a child He loved and respected His earthly parents, Mary and Joseph. As we find ways to honor our parents, we can learn from our parents, just as Jesus did" (mormon.org)

In honor of Del's mom, Wanda, who passed away over 30 years ago, I would like to share with you this story, as told by Del. It is titled: Baby Chickens

I learned much of what I know about kindness from my mother who was a remarkably charitable person. As a small boy I lived on a farm in Arbon Valley. We had chickens, which pretty much foraged on their own and provided us with eggs and entertainment. Now you’ve all heard the Lords description sometimes regarding the various groups of his children who he equates with chickens and his difficulty to gather any one of them into a group and keep them on the right path and how just as soon as you gather them, they scatter. Well all of that is true from my vantage point as a little boy on the farm. Now, it just so happened that one of the duties we had as children was to watch out for the chickens and to gather eggs that were sometimes left outside of the nesting area. As we would do this, from time to time, there would be a few little lost chicks, as a result of them becoming separated from their mothers. When this occurred, we were to take the little chick and place it in a box that was provided on our front porch where we could feed the young chicken until it could be reunited with its mother or mature enough to take care of itself. Well…me and my sister, LeeAnn, who was two years younger than I, enjoyed our assignment. On one occasion we decided if one little chicken was good, it would be a lot more fun if we had a lot of little chickens. So rather than just wait for the odd lost chick, we decided to chase the chickens, through the weeds, and vastly improve the number of available lost chicks. As we brought these little chicks and placed them in the recover box, I’m sure mother began to notice that there was a strange inflation of the number of “lost” chicks. Her reaction, rather than being unkind, was to enjoy the eager playfulness of two little kids. I’m sure it took her a substantial amount of time to return all those little chicks to their rightful home, but I learned, as I grew older, what it means to be kind from my mother.