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The defining test in life

Is placing faith in Christ
Living the way He taught us
And loving our neighbors, thus

“Having faith in the Lord Jesus Christ and keeping His commandments are and always will be the defining test of mortality.”

—Quentin L. Cook, “Quentin L. Cook
Topics: Commandments

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Through the grace of God
At the times we need the most
Peace and solace comes
We are not alone, He knows…

“Even with the trials of life, because of the Savior’s Atonement and His grace, righteous living will be rewarded with personal peace.” –Quentin L. Cook

The grace of God allows us to find peace and solace in the times we feel most challenged, most alone, or most frightened. We truly are not alone–He loves us, and He is there.

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In the lonely vicissitudes of life.
Who can really understand my pain?
What is out there to help me through this strife?
I would give all I own for hope to gain!

To those going through such a time as this.
Think of the Savior and the Atonement process.
He cried,”Abba!” as a son would to His father.
He KNOWS and has been there, His life like no other!

Follow His footsteps straight to your knees.
Let Heavenly Father hear of your needs.
Let him know you are having a hard time
Look up and believe all will be fine

And through some miracle Christ will mediate.
And His peace He will send to in some small way alleviate…
All the uncertainty, though perhaps not the pain.
For the will of the Father is always there to gain.

“Hope Ya Know, We Had a Hard Time”
Quentin L. Cook

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It is never ever past too late
In the race of giving our all
To rise up well from our fallen state
And answer our Redeemer’s call.

It is never ever past too late
To cleave to the gospel He gave:
The Atonement, the narrow gate,
And His abiding grace to save!

A new year fast approaches
And so we oft reflect
And seek out the best coaches
For our betterment.

Then by the graceful hand of God
Someone is placed at our feet
With the training, from where we’ve stalled
That resolutions we might meet.

“For any whose lives are not in order, remember, it is never too late to make the Savior’s Atonement the foundation of our faith and lives.”

“The Race” by D. H. Groberg

Quit, give up, you’re beaten,”
they shout at me and plead.
“There’s just too much against you now, 
this time you can’t succeed!”

And as I start to hang my head
in front of failures face,
my downward fall is broken
by the memory of a race.
And hope refills my weakened will
as I recall that scene.
For just the thought of that short race
rejuvenates my being.
A children’s race, young boys, young men,
how I remember well.
Excitement sure, but also fear
It wasn’t hard to tell.
They all lined up so full of hope
each thought to win the race
or tie for first, or if not that
at least take second place.
And fathers watched from off the side,
each cheering for his son.
And each boy hoped to show his dad
that he would be the one.
The whistles blew, and off they went
young hearts and hopes afire.
To win, to be the hero there
was each young boy’s desire.
And one boy in particular
whose dad was in the crowd,
was running in the lead and thought,
“My dad will be so proud!”
But as they speeded down the field
across a shallow dip
the little boy who thought to win,
lost his step and slipped.
Trying hard to catch himself
his hands flew out in brace
and mid the laughter of the crowd,
he fell flat on his face.
So down he fell and with him hope,
he couldn’t win, not now.
Embarrassed, sad, he only wished
to disappear somehow.
But as he fell, his dad stood up,
and showed his anxious face, 
which to the boy so clearly said;
get up and win the race.
He quickly rose, no damage done,
behind a bit that’s all,
and ran with all his might and mind
to make up for the fall.
So anxious to restore himself,
to catch up and to win,
his mind went faster than his legs,
he slipped and fell again.
He wished then he had quit before,
with only one disgrace.
“I’m hopeless as a runner now,
I shouldn’t try to race.”
But in the laughing crowd he searched,
and found his father’s face.
That steady look that said again,
“Get up and win the race!”
So he jumped to try again,
Ten yards behind the last.
“If I’m going to gain those yards, 
I’ve gotta move real fast!”
Exerting everything he had
he regained eight or ten.
But trying so hard to catch the lead
he slipped and fell again.
Defeat! He lay there silently;
all hope had fled away.
“So far behind, so error prone
I can’t make it all the way.”
“I’ve lost, so what’s the use,” he thought
“I’ll live with the disgrace.”
But then, he thought about his dad
who soon, he’d have to face.
“Get up,” an echo sounded low,
‘Get up and take your place.
You weren’t meant for failure here,
get up and win the race.”
With borrowed will, “Get up,” it said.
“You haven’t lost at all
for winning is no more than this;
to rise each time you fall.”
So up he rose to run once more,
and with anew commit.
He resolved that win or lose,
at least he wouldn’t quit.

Three times he’d fallen, stumbling,
three times he rose again,
Now he gave it all he had
and ran as though to win.
They cheered the winning runner
as he crossed the line first place
head high, and proud and happy
no falling, no disgrace.
But when the fallen youngster
crossed the line last place,
the crowd gave him the greater cheer
for finishing the race!
And even though he came in last
with head bowed low, unproud,
you would have thought he won the race
to listen to the crowd.
And to his dad he sadly said
“I didn’t do so well.”
“To me you won,” his father said.
“You rose each time you fell.”
And now when things seem dark and hard
and difficult to face,
the memory of that little boy
helps me in my race.
For all of life is like that race
with ups and downs and all,
and all you have to do to win
is rise each time you fall.
“Quit, give up, your beaten!”
They still shouted in my face.
But another voice within me says,
“Get up and win the race!”

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The heart starts to pound
Fully alive again
The Spirit is found
Born of Christ our true friend

No longer half hearted
I seek for but the best
The darkening has parted
I see I have been blessed

I feel now to sing
The song of redeeming love
The Spirit does bring
That bond to God above

I want more than anything
To have Him always in my heart
Humbly, I am offering
Full commitment to do my part

Can You Feel So Now

Can ye Feel So Now? – Quentin L. Cook – October 2012 General 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=nvQMNKq6xUoOct 6, 2012 – 16 min – Uploaded by LDSGeneralConference
Text of the talk: http://www.lds.org/general-conference/2012/10/can-ye-feelso– now.

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There exists no panacea
For the ills of today
But through repentance we will see a
Change come before our way
One feels rooted, safely founded
And cured from a spiritual drought
From a culture sorely wounded
By having faith and good works about

Can Ye Feel So Now? – general-conference


They do not “feel so now.”  The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints  In my view, those of you in the rising generation are better prepared than any  a way as possible that repentance will be the only panacea for the ills of this world. Elder Quentin L. Cook

Panacea | Define Panacea at Dictionary.com


a remedy for all disease or ills; cure-all. 2. an answer or solution for all problems or difficulties: His economic philosophy is a good one, but he tries to use it as a 

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Let there be light
That shines forth from me
Virtue to ignite
Others for preparing

“We can be a force for righteousness in preparing for the Second Coming of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.”

—Quentin L. Cook, “Let There Be Light!
Topics: Jesus ChristVirtue

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