The snow was falling lightly, and the wind was blowing the flakes in tiny swirls around the roadway. Ahead of me suddenly, frozen in the headlights was a beautiful creature; a large stream-lined dog. It took me about five seconds to realize that it wasn't a large dog. It was a wolf. Wolves are somewhat rare in Erie County. But there he was - and after a moment or two he slipped off into the darkness, a ghost in the night. A hunter by nature, God had designed him to thrive in his world. The wolf had the tools of nature to satisfy his needs. God had given him instincts and traits which would allow him to fulfill the measure of his creation.
Those instincts can be turned against him, though. Paul Harvey once related a legend about how people living above the Arctic Circle used to deal with wolves when they became a problem. The Eskimo would take a knife and coat it in blood, let it freeze, then re-dip it. In this way it got many coats on it. Then they planted it in the frozen ground with the bloodied blade sticking up. The wolf could smell the blood, even frozen, and was attracted to it. He begins to lick the knife - cautiously and gingerly at first - but with increasing eagerness with each passing moment. The hunger overcomes him and he cannot help himself as he continues to lick away the coatings of blood on the trap. The blade, slowly exposed, begins to cut away at the lips and tongue of the animal. The wolf, entrapped in his own bloodlust, does not even notice that now it is his own lifeblood which is feeding his passion. Eventually, and much quicker than some would imagine, he succumbs, more a victim of his own passion than of the men who fastened the blade. Sometimes our desires and appetites are like the bloodied blade. Traps like drugs, gambling, and sexual promiscuity offer a tempting but destructive end if we partake of it. Our attitude concerning money, power, and even unbridled feelings towards each other may become the blade which is turned against us. The trick is to realize when we are letting our bloodlust overcome us. We have to step back from the blade and realize who put it there in the hope that we will injure ourselves on it. Even virtues may become vices if wrongly focused. Being passionate and enthusiastic is one thing, but being consumed by "bloodlust" is another.
We need a tracker to get us by the wolf traps. We need a guide who has seen the lay of the land and can not only lead us to our needs, but keep us from harm. We need a life counselor. Christ, the Son of Man of Counsel (Moses 7:35), has learned all from the Father. He, too, bears the name-title Counselor. Isaiah so designates him as Counsellor (KJV spelling) in the most famous of Messianic prophecies in Isaiah 9:6-7. Bruce R. McConkie said, "The name bears record of his pre-eminent position among men where the exercise of deliberate judgment and prudence are concerned. His counsel is: Come unto me and be saved."
Come unto me, He calls. Shouldn't we heed the summons? Trackers are no good if we don't follow them. Guides are useless if we walk away from the group. Counselors avail nothing if we don't sit in session with them. Too often we try to tell the Lord what we think is best for us, we counsel Him instead of letting Him counsel us. Jacob reminds us "brethren, seek not to counsel the Lord, but to take counsel from his hand. For behold, ye yourselves know that he counseleth in wisdom, and in justice, and in great mercy, over all his works" (Jacob 4:10).
The Holy Ghost, prayer, scriptures, prophets, many things show us His leading. We have so many gifts that we can consult to learn His ways. Therefore, let us "counsel with the Lord in all [our] doings, and he will direct [us] for good; ...and if ye do these things, ye shall be lifted up at the last day." (Alma 37:37)
*The KJV translators put a comma between Wonderful and Counsellor. Most scholars believe that the title is actually "Wonderful Counsellor" (no comma).
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