At any given time, I could go into my mom’s office and find her scriptures open to the current chapter she was studying. Often there was a red colored pencil close by for highlighting, a notebook to record her feelings and sometimes some type of study guide. But always her oversized scriptures, in their worn, red leather case. Open.
I was reflecting the other day on this. I thought how grateful I was for that example. We may have had our share of disagreements. But I always knew where she stood when it came to her testimony. I always knew she loved the Lord – and His Sacred Words.
And you know what? I love that! I love that memory. I love that I can look back and remember my mom studied the scriptures. I want to set that example for my kids. I want them to know I love the Lord. I am so grateful for a mom that taught me that!