Does It Pay?
By Marie Jensen, Basalt, Idaho
It seems to me I once did say that you are always spending
So much good time – if you was home you might do lots of mending.
If I spent half the time you do, at meeting every day,
I’d go behind with all my work, I’m sure it does not pay.
Religion I have never found a paying proposition –
It’s meeting or it’s giving gifts without much compensation.
I want religion to be light. If it was easy work
I’d take a hand in everything and not hang back and shirk.
Thus I found fault with these dear sisters
Who always were attending
Their duties in a quiet way –
To me it was offending.
I thought they ought to stay at home
And mind their children, there
They’d find they had enough to do
With all their household care.
But as I grew in years, I found
Those sisters who were trying
To help the work of God along,
To cheer the sick and dying,
Were just the humblest of them all;
The best ones in the ward,
Denying self and home at times
To labor for the Lord.
And while I pity them at times,
No more I’m found fault-finding.
If they help in a public way,
Myself I will be minding,
And see if there is not a place
That’s suited for me there.
And I will work both night and day,
And others’ burdens share.