(I
have been a little slothful in maintaining this thread of posts. Here is the first in the repentance effort.)
When
Teresa and I moved to Utah back in the early 80’s, we were a little worried
about the reception we would receive. Both
of us were small-town grown and not
familiar with what life would be like in the ‘heart of Mormondom.’ Our experiences in California and Arizona had
given us an expectation that we worried might not be found in such a
Mormon-centric environment.
Our
first Sunday in Utah found us attending a small ward in the heart of the new
community of West Valley City (The city had recently been
incorporated but the homes were from the 50’s and 60’s construction booms). The congregation was small, by our expected
standards, and we wondered if there was some event that took the members away
for the Sabbath. We soon discovered that
we had a Utah anomaly on our hands – a ward that was small and in need of new membership
(not much has changed in the last 30 yrs.).
At
one of the early meetings we attended (I don’t
remember if it was the first week or sometime after) a
distinguished couple came forward to shake our hands. They both spoke in distinctively British
accents and politely inquired about our status regarding family, work, church
experience, and all the other attending phases of life. They were delightful and introduced
themselves and Bertram and Victoria Merrell.
We did not know it at the time, but this wonderful couple was about to
have a great influence on the lives of two young people in the beginning stages
of marriage.
Over
the years, we have enjoyed many experiences with the Merrell’s and have often
considered them as one might an older brother and sister. Their children were somewhat older than ours
and we watched their experiences, counting them as a benchmark to peek into the
future as our young family grew up. There
were innumerable ups and downs for our friends and we constantly felt of the
despair and joy they had in the challenges of family life. And through it all, we witnessed something
that has given us confidence in our own efforts to make and keep an eternal
family.
Through
the whole of their experiences, Bertram and Victoria have always been completely
faithful to each other, their precious children, and the God of Heaven who
guides them in their search for happiness.
Their example of peace in the face of great disappointment and sorrow
has etched in our hearts a desire to be less judgmental toward the ‘failings’
of others. In all the years we have been
friends, it has become clear to me that the Merrell’s have accepted the charge
to become more like the Savior in the way they treat God’s children.
They
are true disciples of Christ.
Now
that many years have passed, life for the Merrell’s has changed. Their children are grown and have kindly supplied them with a bevy of grandchildren. Age has taken away many of the things they
love to do but there is still that air of confidence that comes when the future
holds no fear. Bertram is struggling a little
and Victoria bears much more of the burden that used to be shared equally. But they do not complain. They are happy in the face of their changing
circumstance. And they are (and I believe always will be) faithful to the
same God they have worshiped since their conversion to the Gospel of Christ.
These
are our friends. We love them for the road
they blaze as we follow along their path.
We are much better people because of the example they have given. And we will always be grateful for the
encouragement, confidence, and love they have offered in the years of our
friendship. We couldn't ask for better
guides through the experiences of mortal life.
The
Merrell’s truly are GOOD PEOPLE.
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