Love Is Enough
By Mabel Harmer
Synopsis: Geniel Whitworth, a schoolteacher, arrives in Blayney, Idaho, from Denver, Colorado. She has a room in Mrs. Willett’s boarding house and meets Christine Lacy, another schoolteacher. Geniel tells Christine about Ernest Wood, her friend in Denver. She also meets Mrs. Willett’s nephew, Jeff Burrows, a rancher.
There was an all-day institute on Monday before the beginning of school the following day. Marva, the third school teacher at the boarding house, had arrived Saturday afternoon. She was a year or two younger than Geniel, full of life and enthusiasm for everything from kittens to sunsets. Christine confided that, contrary to appearances, she was an excellent teacher and the youngsters of the second grade loved her.
The other teachers, including Mr. Layton, the principal, all lived in Blayney. Geniel was the only newcomer to the group, and they welcomed her most cordially. She was assigned to the third grade.
Saim Abd al-Samid, the young Turkish civil engineer, unwilling to wait any longer, was secretly baptized in Aintab, Syria, on 19 November 1901. Even before his baptism, he had made plans to emigrate to Utah to live openly with the Saints. By April, 1902, his plans were complete.
Unaware of Saim’s intentions, several of the Armenian Saints also made plans to emigrate that spring. Joseph Wilford Booth, who was returning to the U.S. at the end of his mission, purchased tickets for the Armenians, and for a German sister of Haifa who was also emigrating, to sail aboard a ship of the Prince Line from Naples, Italy (the nearest port with regular passenger accommodations to New York); he also arranged for their train travel from New York to Salt Lake City. Saim would purchase his own tickets, with his own funds, separate from the Armenian travelers.
By Margaret Jansson Day
Two little, moist little hands, dear Lord,
Are clasped in prayer tonight,
Two little starlit, window-eyes
Are shuttered up quite tight.
One little rosebud mouth is saying words of grace;
And the loveliest light in the whole wide world
Is mirrored in her face –
“Keep my soldier Daddy safe,
Bring him home again –
That’s all my Mommie and I could ask,
Please do it, God … Amen.”
Saim Abd al-Samid was born in Constantinople (now Istanbul), Turkey, probably in the late 1870s (there remains much research to do before his story can be fully known). He was a member of an upper-class family, and received an excellent education, graduating from “the highest official institution” of that city as a civil engineer/surveyor. Whether it was his family ties or his professional accomplishments that were responsible, in 1901 he arrived in Aintab, Syria (now Gazientep, Turkey), as a member of the city council where he was known as Saim Effendi (Effendi being a Turkish title indicating Saim’s place in Ottoman society).
Aintab is one of the oldest continuously inhabited cities in the world, dating back to the ancient Hittites, and being known in the history of the Assyrians, Babylonians, Romans, Byzantines, and other conquerors. At the turn of the 20th century, Aintab was home to about 45,000 people. Two-third of the population were Muslim, as was Saim Effendi; one-third were Christian, largely Armenians. In 1901, when Saim Effendi arrived at Aintab, that town was home to one of the Latter-day Saints’ two largest branches (the other being Aleppo, 60 miles to the south). “Largest” is a relative term, of course; after more than 15 years of proselyting in Turkey and Syria,
From the Relief Society Magazine, 1961 –
Love Is Enough
By Mabel Harmer
The bus swung around a corner and jerked to a sudden stop. Geniel, looking idly out of the windows, smiled at the sight of a teen-age boy trying to balance a stick on his chin. She was waiting to see how long he could balance it, when the driver called, “Blayney! This is your stop, lady.”
She stood and reached for her hatbox on the shelf. As she made her way to the door several of the passengers, in the friendly camaraderie of bus travel, called, “Goodbye. Hope you enjoy your winter.”
“Goodbye. Thank you,” she called back and was assisted down from the high steps by the driver. He brought out her bags and was on his way again in a couple of minutes. She was the only passenger for Blayney, Idaho, population 2300.
From September 1948 –
PEOPLE NEED PEOPLE
Objective: The single woman will realize there are many ways in which she can grow and help others to grow through healthy, loving Christlike relationships with others.
A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another, as I have loved you, that ye also love one another.
By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples, if ye have love one to another. (June 13:34, 35.)
Interaction is essential to our eternal progression. Our Heavenly Father has placed us on earth among our brothers and sisters so that we can experience the growth and joy of giving of ourselves to one another. Through our families, our church organization, our work, and the routine of our daily existence, we meet thousands of people during our lives. We may experience only a brief encounter, or we may establish a commitment and relationship that will last through the eternities. But in each interaction, whether brief or long-lasting, we have the opportunity to influence and be influenced, to move ourselves and our brothers and sisters a step closer to our Father in heaven.
Lesson 32: “To Seal the Testimony”
Doctrine and Covenants 135
Purpose: To teach class members about the martyrdom of the Prophet Joseph Smith and to strengthen their testimonies of his calling as a prophet of God.
Discussion and Application:
[1. The Prophet Joseph Smith sealed his testimony with his blood.
2. The Prophet Joseph Smith did more for the salvation of men in this world than anyone except Jesus.]
A boy and his best girl were seated in a buggy one evening watching the people pass. near by was a popcorn vender’s stand. Presently, the lady remarked: “My! that popcorn smells good!”
“That’s right,” said the gallant. “I’ll drive up a little closer so you can smell it better.”
“What is your occupation?”
“I used to be an organist.”
“And why did you give it up?”
“The monkey died.”
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From the Relief Society Magazine, November 1958 –
The Right Climate
By Vera H. Mayhew
“This work meeting is the hardest one we have to plan,” Stella Graves said, as she tapped her teeth with the pencil that should have been writing down suggestions. Only no one made any suggestions. The other three women seemed as fresh out of ideas as Stella herself.
“I think we make it harder for ourselves than we need to,” Marge Sanders said. “Every month Stella just knocks herself out.”
“How do you mean harder? We have a discussion to lead, we have a luncheon to prepare; we have skills to teach. Now, how can you make it harder?” Stella looked at Marge out of snapping black eyes.
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