I have always been moved by the words of Moroni. Even though my trials can't compare to Mormon's of Moroni's, I can relate to them because I, too, live in a world filled with evil and, because of my long widowhood, I have experienced what it feels like to be alone.
And now it came to pass that after the great and tremendous battle at Cumorah, behold, the Nephites who had escaped into the country southward were hunted by the Lamanites, until they were all destroyed.
And my father also was killed by them, and I even remain alone to write the sad tale of the destruction of my people. But behold, they are gone, and I fulfil the commandment of my father. And whether they will slay me, I know not.
Therefore I will write and hide up the records in the earth; and whither I go it mattereth not. (Mormon 8: 2-4)
Now I, Moroni, . . . had supposed not to have written more, but I have not as yet perished; and I make not myself known to the Lamanites lest they should destroy me.
For behold, their wars are exceedingly fierce among themselves; and because of their hatred they put to death every Nephite that will not deny the Christ.
And I, Moroni, will not deny the Christ; wherefore, I wander whithersoever I can for the safety of mine own life. (Moroni 1: 1-3)
I, too, will not deny the Christ. Many of my family and friends are leaving Facebook because of their liberal censorship of all that is good, but I will stay there and continue to witness of Christ is word and picture. If that offends the "politically correct" than let it offend them. I will not deny the Christ, even by omission.
Whosoever will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me. (Mark 8: 34)
© Kathleen Rawlings Buntin Danielson November 2020
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