Natalie is a squirmer, and she likes to exert her independence, so everyday when I try to get her dressed, or change her diaper or put on her pajamas, a small battle ensues. I ask her to come here, and she scampers across the room. I tell her to lie down, and she wiggles and flops around and giggles. I tell her to put her arm in her sleeve, and she thinks it’s funny to roll from side to side. It’s exasperating. And it gets old fast. I find myself saying things like this all the time:
“Natalie, I can not help you if you won’t listen.”
“If you’re not obedient, I can’t get you ready.”
“Do you want me to leave and come back and help you when you’re ready?”
The irony of this whole thing is not lost on me. It makes me think about how much Heavenly Father probably wants to help us, and how it might be so simple to receive that help if we just listened and obeyed. I can’t help but wonder how often I’m running around doing “my own thing” instead of paying attention to what he’s asking me to, and therefore, missing out of the help I need to do what it is I should do that day. Spiritually speaking, I need to listen, come when He calls, lay still and let him dress me.
“There is a law, irrevocably decreed in heaven before the foundations of this world, uponpredicated— And when we obtain any blessing from God, it is by obedience to that law upon which it is predicated.” which all blessings are (D&C 130: 20-21)
“I, the Lord, am bound when ye do what I say; but when ye do not what I say, ye have no promise.” (D&C 82: 10)