Love is the very essence of the gospel.

"President Monson, I may never see the Prophet. I may never hear the Prophet. But President, far better, now that I am a member of this Church, I can obey the Prophet."

Like the vital rudder of a ship, we have been provided a way to determine the direction we travel. The lighthouse of the Lord beckons to all as we sail the seas of life. Our home port is the celestial kingdom of God. Our purpose is to steer an undeviating course in that direction. A man without a purpose is like a ship without a rudder—never likely to reach home port. To us comes the signal: Chart your course, set your sail, position your rudder, and proceed.

To catch the real meaning of the Spirit of Christmas, we need only drop the last syllable, and it becomes the Spirit of Christ.

Let us not demean or belittle. Rather, let us be compassionate and encouraging.

You have a heritage honor it. You have posses a testimony share it. You will face temptations withstand it. You know the truth live it.

Wherefore, be of good cheer, and do not fear, for I the Lord am with you, and will stand by you.