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Choosing to Believe

There's been a lot of controversy going on this weekend about some recent church policy announcements. There's been plenty of weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth on both sides, some from LDS and some from not. Times like this are uncomfortable, and often hurtful. Like many, I've been praying and pondering, reading scriptures and conference talks, and spending time in the temple to make sense of it all.

This morning I woke up with a song from "The Prince of Egypt" going through my head. It seems to go along very well with the scripture our family has been ponderizing this week, as well as what I've been trying to do in particular this weekend. For any of my LDS friends who are disturbed by any of this, I invite you to ponderize this verse, and the song lyrics, and choose to believe.

"For if there be no faith among the children of men God can do no miracle among them; wherefore, he showed not himself until after their faith." (Ether 12:12)

"When You Believe"

Many nights we've prayed
With no proof anyone could hear
In our hearts, a hopeful song
We barely understood

Now we are not afraid
Although we know there's much to fear
We were moving mountains long
Before we knew we could, oh yes

Chorus: There can be miracles when you believe
Though hope is frail, it's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles you can achieve
When you believe, somehow you will
You will when you believe

Oh yeah, in this time of fear
When prayer so often proves in vain
Hope seems like the summer birds
Too swiftly flown away
Yet now I'm standing here
My heart so full I can't explain
Seeking faith and speaking words
I never thought I'll say

They don't always happen when you ask
And it's easy to give in to your fears
But when you're blinded by your pain
Can't see the way, get through the rain
A small but still, resilient voice 
Says hope is very near, oh

You will when you
You will when you believe
Just believe
I believe, I believe
Just believe

You will when you believe

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