Emily Belle Freeman
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THIS IS MY JOY

AND MY GREAT REJOICING

A Prophet Among Them

Lamentations 4:18 - Ezekiel 6:1

The other day I stopped to talk to my dad in his study upstairs.

On my way out I noticed a framed quote by President Monson hanging by the door.  It is one of my favorite things he has hanging in his study.  I decided to take a picture of it so that I would always have a memory of it.

When I got home I looked at the photo I had taken and realized that there is nothing really amazing about the framed quote.  It's typed on a white piece of paper.  The matting is not remarkable.  Just thinking back on it now, I can't even remember what color the frame is.

It's not much to look at, but my dad treasures it.

President Monson gave that piece of paper to my dad a long time ago.  When he was still Elder Monson.  After a conversation they had shared.

Scribbled across the top in a simple ball point pen is an endearing note... "To my Dear Friend Mac" ...and at the bottom is a signature, "Thomas S. Monson."

Here is what I love about that framed quote...it's not the paper, or the matting, or the frame, or even the writing, really.

It is simply this...

Every time I look at it I am reminded of an important truth ––my dad is a friend to the prophet.

They are not friends in the sense that they speak often, or spend a lot of time with each other.  They are friends in the fact that they both support a common cause.  They are builders in the Kingdom.

Just for a minute think of what it means to be a friend.

A person with whom one has a bond of affection...a person who acts as a supporter...a person who is not an enemy, who is on the same side...a person who helps at a difficult time...

Now consider this verse from Ezekiel, "I do send thee unto them; and thou shalt say unto them, Thus saith the Lord God.  And they, whether they will hear, or whether they will forbear, (for they are a rebellious house,) yet shall know that there hath been a prophet among them."  (Ezekiel 2:5)

They knew that there was a prophet of God right in their midst ––a prophet whose sole responsibility was to teach the words of the Lord.

Yet some would choose not to hear him.

It makes my heart sad.

After I read that verse I made a decision.

I want to be a little more like my dad.

I want to be a friend to the prophet.

Always.

I want to take the time to hear, to understand, to support.

So my goal for today is to sit down and reread the words of the prophet contained in the most recent Ensign.

 I know that there is a prophet among us.

I choose to be his friend.

Emily Freeman