Sometimes I quietly pine away for the type of life and people who made up the city of Enoch. How do people do that–Live the law of consecration and be of one heart? Telestial life is pretty rough and tumble, getting cut-off, stepped on, run-off, etc. etc. There’s alot of lying and back stabbing, pushing to get ahead. Dishonesty and looking out for yourself, learning how to get ahead. Learning that you are number one.
I always say I am looking for people for this city of Enoch.
So I found one–in my own home. He has one of those Subaru WRX STI’s. It’s a cool car. Black and fast and fun to drive. It’s loud with an off-market exhaust.
It has been in the garage since June. It has snow tires on it and he didn’t drive it over the summer. Registration fees, insurance and lack of a job after a college degree in English brought this on.
As we were preparing for my other son (just off his mission) to go back to BYU for college I looked at my dog-car. The ten-year old Yukon with 188,000 miles on it, the ABS brakes disabled, rear wheel drive, tires worn for the snow country, the leather totally thrashed, and a big dent on the rear fender/light. And sighed. It’s pretty squirrel-y in the snow and it’s got some electrical problem that causes it to just shut down–no power. Not that safe in bad weather.
My older son perked up and offered his car–the STI. “It’s better,” he said, “better and safer in the snow.” He said he wanted his brother take the car for the semester. After all, he helped him pick it out before his mission, and he was feeling a little guilty for having bought the car, even though it was nice, he could have gotten something less. He said he felt better letting his brother drive it, and he felt better about the safety issue. And he said, “it’s my way of living the law of consecration.”
Wow.
We tossed the idea around, but really didn’t consider it at first. Mission-returned son said he felt it was too good, he didn’t need such a nice car–he’s cautious to remain humble.
But then, considering the cost of snow tires on the Yukon–$800 and the ABS brakes getting repaired–$1000–we reconsidered.
There are more than one of us looking for work here under this roof, and we are trying to manage the best we can. So it sounded like a fit. A few days of learning to drive a stick shift, pay the registration, insurance and we were set. The rules–no racing, no letting anyone else drive it–will be easy to keep when the car belongs to your brother.
They left today for Utah. Yea, I prefer the buddy system. After all, he has been used to the companion thing on his mission. And I am a mom. Snow is due tonight, a big storm until Thursday night.
I am thankful for kids that understand the law of consecration–the sharing, not only the willingness to give but the acutal act of giving.
Nibley says we covenant to keep that law in actuality, not just in spirit.
A bright day for mom. And a glimpse of that city.
