Temptation

I recently read a story about Heber J. Grant that gave me reason to stop and think. One day Pres. Grant went to his meat cellar to pick a ham that was to be donated to his ward for some type of ward function. It was his policy to always give the best to the Lord. As he began to look over the hams to determine which he might give, he suddenly had the thought that he could give the smallest and poorest ham and no one would really know, or care, for that matter. Just as the thought crossed his mind, he immediately recognized it for what it was and said aloud, as if there was someone there with him, "Shut up Mr. Devil or I'll give 'em two hams!"

Each and every day of my life I'm faced with sometimes little, sometimes big, temptations that put me in the position of choosing sides. I think that most of the time I do okay. But some days it's hard to remember that I've already chosen the side I want to be on. I know that the sneaky jerk wants me to believe that I'm not worth the fight, but I do know better. I know whose daughter I am and I know whose side I'm choosing. All the same, it's nice to know that I'm not the only one who wants to shout out loud, "Shut up!"