I have never heard my Dad raise his voice to me, Mom, or any of my brothers or sisters. Ever. That's not to say that he didn't punish us when we were bad, because he did. I gave an example of that right on this blog a while back. I've just never heard him yell!
Well, okay, I'll tell you the only exception: once, my little brother had the hiccups. He couldn't shake them, no matter what he tried! He was sitting on the big chair in the living room complaining about it to one of my sisters as Dad snuck up behind him. Dad got right behind him and yelled his name, loud. I was in the next room over, and I jumped. Remember, I had never heard Dad yell.
I ran to look in at what was going on. Dad was hugging my brother, chuckling and telling him he was fine, because my brother was close to tears with confusion. He also had no more hiccups. I am not exaggerating. This is the only time in my life I have heard Dad raise his voice at anyone.
Thomas S. Monson, living prophet of the Lord, said,To you who are parents, I say, show love to your children. You know you love them, but make certain they know it as well. They are so precious. Let them know. Call upon our Heavenly Father for help as you care for their needs each day and as you deal with the challenges which inevitably come with parenthood. You need more than your own wisdom in rearing them. -Abundantly Blessed
My Dad's patience and kindness is the product of his own personality combined with the Spirit that fills this Church. With a prophet to reiterate what matters most, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is a stronghold for charity in a world that grows permissive, or even amused, about snide and mean-spirited jibes. It will stay a stronghold all the way up until Jesus Christ comes again.
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