Different… but Equally Important

“I close with a parable.

Once a man received as his inheritance two keys. The first key, he was told, would open a vault which he must protect at all cost. The second key was to a safe within the vault which contained a priceless treasure. He was to open this safe and freely use the precious things which were stored therein. He was warned that many would seek to rob him of his inheritance. He was promised that if he used the treasure worthily, it would be replenished and never be diminished, not in all eternity. He would be tested. If he used it to benefit others, his own blessings and joy would increase.

The man went alone to the vault. His first key opened the door. He tried to unlock the treasure with the other key, but he could not, for there were two locks on the safe. His key alone would not open it. No matter how he tried, he could not open it. He was puzzled. He had been given the keys. He knew the treasure was rightfully his. He had obeyed instructions, but he could not open the safe.

In due time, there came a woman into the vault. She, too, held a key. It was noticeably different from the key he held. Her key fit the other lock. It humbled him to learn that he could not obtain his rightful inheritance without her.

They made a covenant that together they would open the treasure and, as instructed, he would watch over the vault and protect it; she would watch over the treasure. She was not concerned that, as guardian of the vault, he held two keys, for his full purpose was to see that she was safe as she watched over that which was most precious to them both. Together they opened the safe and partook of their inheritance. They rejoiced for, as promised, it replenished itself.

With great joy they found that they could pass the treasure on to their children; each could receive a full measure, undiminished to the last generation.

Perhaps some few of their posterity would not find a companion who possessed the complementary key, or one worthy and willing to keep the covenants relating to the treasure. Nevertheless, if they kept the commandments, they would not be denied even the smallest blessing.

Because some tempted them to misuse their treasure, they were careful to teach their children about keys and covenants.

There came, in due time, among their posterity some few who were deceived or jealous or selfish because one was given two keys and another only one. “Why,” the selfish ones reasoned, “cannot the treasure be mine alone to use as I desire?”

Some tried to reshape the key they had been given to resemble the other key. Perhaps, they thought, it would then fit both locks. And so it was that the safe was closed to them. Their reshaped keys were useless, and their inheritance was lost.

Those who received the treasure with gratitude and obeyed the laws concerning it knew joy without bounds through time and all eternity.”

This here is a parable given by Boyd K. Packer a former General Authority for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. The reason why I started my blog post with this today was because it perfectly illustrates what we have been talking about in class this week. The topic of discussion was gender roles and how they play a part in future families. I was raised in a house with traditional parents, meaning I had a Father and a Mother who I care about deeply. This was the norm for most families until a few years ago when it seemed like gay marriage was becoming more and more popular. Other marriages that did not follow the traditional standard seemed to become more prevalent in media and on TV. It seems like the importance of traditional marriage has become diminished and looked down on.

Having been raised in a home with a Mother and a Father, I can personally share my experiences and the blessings that come from that but I felt like this parable that I shared in the beginning more accurately portrayed my feelings. This parable shows the importance of both roles in a home. We cannot have one without the other. I can’t even begin to imagine how different my life would have been had I only had a mother or only a father. Each parent played an important and critical part in my upbringing. Each parent taught me different but equally valuable lessons as I got older. My father taught me the importance of hard work and I learned through his example how to treat women through his actions in how he lovingly cares for my mother. My mother taught me the value of loving and caring for others and the importance of respect. I could go on and on talking about different lessons that I learned from them.

We cannot allow ourselves to lose the value and importance of traditional marriage. Even when the world is saying that it is no longer important to conform to what was once the norm of yesterday.