As a kid growing up there were three kinds of food. The kind that I liked, the kind I didn't like and the kind I just refused to try. Growing up I watched my dad eat anything put in front of him. It seemed like everything was his favorite food. I really wanted to be like him and at least try the food placed before me. So once I attempted the meal, snack, dessert, what ever... I would categorize them under yummy food and that was pretty gross food. But every once in a while I would refuse to try something all together.
One of those food items I just refused to eat was pie. I would make up excuses, like my piece is soggy or I don't like the taste of pie. In realality I just hadn't tried it. I was content with where I was.
I remember so many times I'd be with my family and they would pull out that dessert. Pie would be the only item on menu. I didn't want to eat it! They kept asking me to try it. It's so good, try it! We'll even get a small piece for you so if its not worth it then you can throw it away. My family wasn't the only one who made pie. My friends at dinner would set the pie on the table. I quickly had to think of an escape. I was happy with the corn, beans, and potatos I just ate previous. But the pie kept coming up all of the times through my life. It came up at dinners as dessert, pie came up every year at Thanks Giving breakfast, lunch and dinner, it came up in math class as this greek symbol that later got its own day on March 14th, in the games I'd play enemies dropped pie as loot, even kids used the word pie as slang to mean something fun! There was always something there to bring pie back. So finally... finally after so many invitations and things that stirred my wonder, I tried it.
Pie, blue berry actually, I tried it and what have I been missing out on my whole life. The flavors were so rich, it was like nothing else I've ever really eaten! I ate more and more and was determand to try the other flavors. Huckleberry, strawberry, apple, blackberry, and so on. My life was changed. I went from being ok, just fine where I was, to being even better.
There is a lot of symbolism in this story. Pie here represents the gospel that comes from the Book of Mormon. It's special. It's different. No other church has that rich flavoring thats unique, standing out on its own. Other churches hold many truths just like in any meal but its not in its fullness. They are missing the dessert.
My friends who are content with where you are in faith, try a piece of pie form our church. I'm asking you to pick up the Book of Mormon read it from cover to cover to taste all its flavor. You too can find out for yourself it's true or not. If it isn't you have nothing to lose but if it is you have that so much more to gain.
I say all this in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.

Great message! I can vouch as a former companion that he loves blueberry pie now, so much so that he likes two or three pieces at a time! haha, love you elder kiene
ReplyDeleteI love the symbolism, its a great message i think. Way to go, and link it together.IT really is funny how things work their way around us and into our lives.Keep up the great work!
ReplyDeleteWonderful message. Very touched by your story. Keep up the good work.
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