I had a friend tell me once that they had never felt that God loved them, individually. I was taken aback because this person has always been a spiritual giant to me, and I couldn't believe that they hadn't felt the richness of the love of God. Fast forward. This scripture has just been running through my head since reading it in family scripture study last night. I've never really thought about it before. It's found in the Book of Mormon, in the third chapter of Jacob, verse two:
"O all ye that are pure in heart, lift up your heads and receive the pleasing word of God, and feast upon his love, for ye may, if your minds are firm, forever."
That phrase, "feast upon his love," just hit me so hard. Don't just taste. Feast. Feast upon the love of God.
My missionary counseled me yesterday in an email to "just try to look for the really little things" and be grateful for every blessing. He said that being grateful for the small stuff somehow strengthens your connection with God. He "could see just how much [God] really does say" to him when he was recognizing God's hand in His life. Struggling with feeling disconnected from God, I tried it this morning. I made extra sure to be grateful. And I've seen the fruits of that prayer all day today. Tender mercies are getting dropped left and right! I received direction with a job, I talked with a friend, and I found a note from Ben that I forgot I even had. It sounds small but it has really meant the world. I feel like I feasted upon his love just by being grateful!
President Monson of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints offers this advice:
"In the Book of Mormon we are told to “live in thanksgiving daily, for the many mercies and blessings which [God] doth bestow upon you.”
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Regardless
of our circumstances, each of us has much for which to be grateful if
we will but pause and contemplate our blessings."