10th Day Christmas Past Question & Story

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On the 10th Day of Christmas Past, rekindling history to enhance today’s Light the World – “For I was hungered and ye gave me meat.” 
Question:  How were “those that were hungered” given meat in these two stories?

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“December 1856 (with the Martin handcart Company in Wyoming)”

Recollections of the Past – Patience Loader Rozsa Archer

“It was supper time and we were hungry and without food, when a good brother came to our campfire.  He asked if mother had no husband and she told him her husband had died two months ago and was buried on the Plains.  The brother had been standing with his hands behind him.  He then handed us a nice piece of beef to cook for supper.  He left and came back with a beef bone and said, ‘Here is a bone to make some soup, and don’t quarrel over it.’  Mother said, ‘oh brother, we never quarrel over short rations, but we are very thankful to you for giving us this meat, as we do not have any and have not expected any.'”  From:  Pioneer Christmas p. 38

“The Long Line of the Lonely”

President Thomas S. Monson boyhood memories

“I have many memories of my boyhood. Anticipating Sunday dinner was one of them. Just as we children hovered at our so-called starvation level and sat anxiously at the table, with the aroma of roast beef filling the room, Mother would say to me, “Tommy, before we eat, take this plate I’ve prepared down the street to Old Bob and hurry back.” I could never understand why we couldn’t first eat and later deliver his plate of food. I never questioned aloud but would run down to Bob’s house and then wait anxiously as his aged feet brought him eventually to the door. Then I would hand him the plate of food. He would present to me the clean plate from the previous Sunday and offer me a dime as pay for my services. My answer was always the same: “I can’t accept the money. My mother would tan my hide.” He would then run his wrinkled hand through my blond hair and say, “My boy, you have a wonderful mother. Tell her thank you.” You know, I think I never did tell her. I sort of felt Mother didn’t need to be told. She seemed to sense his gratitude. I remember, too, that Sunday dinner always seemed to taste a bit better after I had returned from my errand.

Old Bob came into our lives in an interesting way. He was a widower in his eighties when the house in which he was living was scheduled to be demolished. I heard him tell my grandfather his plight as the three of us sat on the old front-porch swing. With a plaintive voice, he said to Grandfather, “Mr. Condie, I don’t know what to do. I have no family. I have no place to go. I have no money.”

I wondered how Grandfather would answer. Slowly he reached into his pocket and took from it that old leather purse from which, in response to my hounding, he had produced many a penny or nickel for a special treat. This time he removed a key and handed it to Old Bob. Tenderly he said, “Bob, here is the key to that house I own next door. Take it. Move in your things. Stay as long as you like. There will be no rent to pay, and nobody will ever put you out again.”

Tears welled up in the eyes of Old Bob, coursed down his cheeks, then disappeared in his long, white beard. Grandfather’s eyes were also moist. I spoke no word, but that day my grandfather stood ten feet tall. I was proud to bear his given name. Though I was but a boy, that lesson has influenced my life.

Each of us has his own way of remembering. At Christmastime I take delight in visiting the widows and widowers from the ward where I served as bishop. There were eighty-seven then, just eight today. On such visits, I never know what to expect, but this I do know: visits like these provide for me the Christmas spirit, which is, in reality, the Spirit of Christ.”

Taken From:

Pioneer Christmas p. 38

Found on 12/20/17 at https://www.lds.org/ensign/1992/02/the-long-line-of-the-lonely?lang=eng

 

    16 Comments

  1. In the first story, a widower and her pioneer family were given a piece of beef and a beef bone from a young man. In the second story, President Monson would bring over some Sunday dinner, a pot roast, to Old Bob. Old Bob was a widower who lived down the road in a home that President Monson‘s grandfather was lending him for as long as he needed. What amazing service!

  2. The lord sees a need and helps us to see it also. Then we give free of what we can.

  3. . They were given meat by kind & thoughtful individuals who were aware of their circumstances & made sure to share their own food with those that were in need.

  4. A meal seems like a simple thing to share, but it is a huge amazing blessing to those who have little or none.

  5. The Lord provided these people what they needed through the loving service of others. We can be instruments in the hands of the Lord, whether it be giving food, just being a friend, or whatever the need be.

  6. Sometimes it isn’t just spiritual meat that we need, it is literally a piece of beef or a home to live in, like in the stories. We are the Lord’s hands in our mortal world and reaching out with spiritual and physical “meat” will bless our life as well as the receiver’s life.

  7. In both stories, those who hungered were given food by those with kind loving hearts who were willing to share. We can do the same, sharing food and other commodities to those in need. We can also share in a greater way food for the soul by sharing the gospel with others, offering compassion and hope.

  8. Those that were hungered were given “meat” by literally being handed a nice piece of beef followed by a beef bone to make soup And delivering a plate a food each Sunday. Another form of giving “meat” to those that hunger are visits to the widows and widowers who delight…the true meat of the Christmas spirit.

  9. In both of these stories, someone was hungry and they were feed. They were also given kindness and charity. They were shown that they were not forgotten, their souls and testimonies were probably also feed. They were feed physically and spiritually.

  10. In the 1st story a family had lost their father and husband 2 month prior. A brother in their camp inquired of their needs. He give them a piece of beef and a beef bone. The mother was thankful, as they had none and weren’t expecting any.
    In the 2nd Story President Monson, a young boy at the time was listening with his grandfather to an older gentleman say his house was set to be torn down. He had no where to go, no family, no money and didn’t know what to do. His grandfather pulled out a key and offered him a house for the rest of his days at no charge. Every Sunday young President Monson would deliver a plate of food to this gentleman.
    Both of these families were fed on the basic every day physical need. But they were also met in spiritually. I don’t know if this part with make sense. We need daily interaction with people, like we need daily bread. That need was met, especially in the 2nd story.

  11. I have always loved the scripture passage that this quote, “for I was hungered and ye gave me meat” was taken from: Matthew 25:34-40, which also reminds us of the words of the hymn, “A Poor Wayfaring Man.” How important it is for us to remember that when we are doing anything to feed, care for or serve or fellow beings that we are serving our Lord and Savior. Both of these stories are sweet examples of this service.

  12. If we are blessed to have more than another, the greatest blessings we can do is to share with those who are in need. If we pattern our life after that of the Saviors we will not be blessed but the lives of those whom we serve will blessed also.

  13. In both stories, meat was given to satisfy both physical and spiritual needs. Sometimes the widowed need caring as much as “meat.”

  14. “I was hungered and ye gave me meat”. These stories reminded us that there are people in our lives who are hungry both physically and spiritually. President’s Monson’s recollection of the charity shown by his grandfather and mother impacted his devotion to serving others the rest of his life.

  15. The sister in the Martin company was literally given meat to feed her family, as well as through the love of the man. President Monson learned as a child that service to others was more important than feeding yourself. His grandfather taught that principle of service by allowing a neighbor to have a place to live. President Monson’s grandfather fed as the Savior did, by living by the golden rule.

  16. In both stories, someone who understood the Savior’s words and was trying to follow them came to the aid of the hungry with no thought of reward. They just had a feeling of gratitude and a willingness to share.

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