When I was growing up, every Saturday morning was WORKIN' day.
We mowed the grass, pulled weeds, swept, and washed cars.
We cleaned the bathroom, and vacuumed the house.
And most of the time, we enjoyed it.
We bonded, we talked, and we learned.
Dad taught us how to do things outside, while mom taught us how to
keep the inside of the house nice and tidy.
While we learned the little tricks of taking care of things, we were learning a much more important lesson, and thats the importance of knowing how to really WORK.
I've been thinking a lot about WORK lately, and how everything that is worth anything in life requires WORK. I've become so grateful lately for the opportunity my parents
gave me to WORK and for the chances that they took to teach us the importance of WORK.
I mean think about it:
I go to WORK everyday, so I can put my college degree to use
I had to WORK to get that degree
I had to WORK hard for success on the mission, and I got it....a lot of it.
We have to WORK to keep our testimonies.
WORK is required to keep our relationships strong.
We saw the Lord WORK every day of His life, and He is the perfect example.
As we forget ourselves and go to WORK, thats when we are truly happy.
There's nothing that is more rewarding than hard WORK.
The Lord wants to teach us how to WORK, so He gives us callings.
It requires WORK to get through hard trails, and difficult moments in life.
Sometimes it even takes WORK to recognize tender mercies and miracles.
Its fun to WORK.
WORK brings many blessings into our lives.
I know in the future it will be a lot of WORK to raise my kids in the way I desire.
I believe that true, sincere, heartfelt prayer is a form of WORK.
I could go on and on about WORK, but I will stop there.
I just appreciate my parents so much for teaching me how to WORK back then,
So that my life can be benefitted now by the blessings of daily WORK.