Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Lean on My Ample Arm

I believe deeply in the concept, "Come unto me all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." (Matthew 11:28)

One of my fondest memories of the often painful times trying to help a son deal with his struggles from an abusive past was sitting on the couch holding him as he sobbed. He was a full foot taller than I am and MUCH stronger, but I will treasure that moment my entire life.

You better believe I sit in church with my arms around my wife and as many of our kids as I can reach. My boys rested their heads on my shoulders occasionally in Priesthood opening exercises after a long Saturday night until the day they left home - and I hope they will allow me to return the favor when I use a walker to reach our pew.

All of us can be "comforters" in our own spheres.

1 comment:

Mama D said...

"It looks like he is *leaning*."

I couldn't help the automatic "While You Were Sleeping" train of thought!

Seriously, though, thank you for letting me lean on you, and for putting your arm around me in church and elsewhere, and for being the kind of Dad that encourages our sons to want to be with him and emulate him, and for having faith in the potential of our guardian son.