Our topic for sacrament meeting was sanctification and consecration. A sister shared a story that she told her children. It’s similar to Sister Kapp’s, Chocolate chip story, but I wanted to share it because it has many applications. She tells this story to her children as they are going to bed. She takes out a flash light and turns it on and has it bounce along the ceiling. The story goes like this:
There was a happy flash light full of light. It brought happiness to everyone around as it bounced about sharing its light. The flash light had been warned about losing its light and that it must be very careful to protect its light. The flash light wasn’t too worried, it had lots of light and it liked being light and making people happy. It couldn’t imagine every giving its light away. One day the flash light was bouncing along the street and it saw a sign for “The World’s Best Chocolate Cake.” (I’m sure it was like the kind that my dad makes!) The flash light had heard that chocolate cake was delicious and really wanted some, particularly because this was the world’s best chocolate cake. The flash light asked the salesman the price of the cake. The salesman replied that it cost only a small particle of light. The flash light was shocked, he didn’t want to pay with his light, but that chocolate cake looked mighty good and it was only a fraction of his light. He knew he was a very bright light. So the flash light paid the salesman a little light and got his cake and it was delicious! He enjoyed it even more than he thought he would. (At this point in the story the mother covers a little of the top of her flashlight with thumb.) The next morning the flash light really wanted some more of the chocolate cake. He decided he could part with a little more light, and so it went each day until the flash light had not even enough light left to get a piece of chocolate cake. The flash light was nearly dark. His bright light no longer made him or other people happy. The cake had been good while he ate it but now he had nothing left but darkness. The flash light was so sad, he felt very dark and yucky. (By this time the whole top of the flash light is covered with the mother’s thumb.) Then the Sun called to him. It took a little while for him to hear the Sun, he looked up in the sky and the Sun said, “why are you so sad?”
“ I have lost my light and my happiness,” said the flash light.
“There is a way to get it back,” said the Sun.
“How?” asked the little flash light.
“You must come and visit me each day and each day you will get a little light back until you are as bright as me,” explained the sun.
It took the flash light a long time to get his light back. Sometimes it was hard not to spend his light on chocolate cake, but the flash light had learned that light and happiness stay with you, but chocolate cake is quickly gone.
Because her talk was on sanctification she then said that as we tune our hearts and desires to Heavenly Father we add light to our flash lights, when we let the weakness of the flesh, sin, or just other things get in our way we darken our light.
I thought this was a wonderful story. I plan to share it with my grandchildren someday!
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