Memory, the mother of feeling

Not long ago I gathered with a group of my mission companions from 45 years ago.  As we shared memories of our days in Mexico nearly a half century ago, feelings came into my heart and soul.  I felt extraordinarily privileged to have been a missionary, a builder of the kingdom in my small way, and a participant in something that changed not only the future and destiny of the lives of others but also my own.  For nearly three hours we exchanged stories of companions and especially our mission presidents, Gordon Romney and Joe J. Christensen and their extraordinary wives, Beth and Barbara respectively.  Those memories and stories reminded me of a quote by author, Shannon Alder.  She wrote, “Carve your name on hearts, not tombstones.  A legacy is etched into the minds of others and the stories they share about you.”

I honor my mission presidents, their spouses, my companions, and our converts.  Those truly were  “days never to be forgotten” (as Oliver Cowdery said of his experience translating with Joseph Smith). As someone once said, “Memory truly is the mother of feeling.” I believe that!  Remembering can produce laughter, nostalgia, excitement, fear, joy, sadness, peace, or regret. May we all create the kind of memories which produce a storehouse of positive feelings to last forever.

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