It is officially a new year. How exciting!!
New Years Eve Sister Tuifua and I were having our companionship study. We both talked about how we looked back on this past year and just pondered on the accomplishments that we have done, and how our relationship with God has increased.
During my personal study that morning I read, in the ensign, about a mother that was concerned with her children and the language that they were using with each other.
...all the people were assembled together, they took their swords, and all the weapons which were used for the shedding of man's blood, and they did bury them up deep in the earth. And this they did, it being in their view a testimony to God, and also to men, that they never would use weapons again for the shedding of man's blood; and this they did, vouching and covenanting with God, that rather than shed the blood of their brethren they would give up their own lives; and rather than take away from a brother they would give unto him; and rather than spend their days in idleness they would labor abundantly with their hands.
So New Years Eve night, we dug a hole and had a ceremony. We read the story of the Lamanites then we barried our swords.