Discipleship

I have been thinking of my one of my favorite songs that touches my heart every time that I hear it. The word are so very beautiful and describe beautifully how much we must love our neighbor who ever they may be.

And behold, I tell you these things that ye may learn wisdom; that ye may learn that when ye are in the service of your fellow being ye are only in the service of your God.    Mosiah 2:17

Think of some one whom you love dearly. Then imagine that they were in some deep trouble. What would you do? 

Now imagine that you are walking on the street and you see someone in need of help and it appears as if they cannot help themselves

What would you do?

I pray that people in the world have a kind enough heart to offer the assistance needed. 

Everyone is loved by someone. 

And we can feel this love if we let Christ into our hearts and feel His love. 

Christ taught:

35For I was an hungred, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in:

 36Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me.

 37Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungred, and fed thee? or thirsty, and gave thee drink?

 38When saw we thee a stranger, and took thee in? or naked, and clothed thee?

 39Or when saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee?

 40And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me. Matthew 25:35-41

This is a song text written by James Montgomery. It has a beautiful imagery that expresses our devotion to Christ must be manifested by the way we treat our fellow brothers and sisters here the live on the earth.

"The Good Samaritan"

A poor, wayfaring Man of grief
Hath often crossed me on my way,
Who sued so humbly for relief              
That I could never answer nay.
I had not pow’r to ask his name,
Whereto he went, or whence he came;
Yet there was something in his eye
That won my love; I knew not why.

2. Once, when my scanty meal was spread,
He entered; not a word he spake,
Just perishing for want of bread.
I gave him all; he blessed it, brake,
And ate, but gave me part again.
Mine was an angel’s portion then,
For while I fed with eager haste,
The crust was manna to my taste.

3. I spied him where a fountain burst

Clear from the rock; his strength was gone.

The heedless water mocked his thirst;