I'll be honest, I usually keep my deep thoughts -aka my spiritual side- out of my blog. There is a number of reasons why, but despite all of those reasons I would like to take a moment to divulge in these spiritual thoughts and feelings.
I was on MormonTimes expanding my horizons on the Mormon news around the world, when I came across an article discussing the many different lessons one learns from partaking of the sacrament every Sunday. It was not the stories or little hearsays that was said in the article but, it was a simple question that was posed: "Why do they tear the bread?" Now usually I would just overlook this question and just think of it as a 'neat article,' but the response kind of through me for a loop. "The hymn rang out in my mind: bruised, broken, torn for us — and a picture came to me of Jesus with his arms outstretched, the spikes being driven through his hands and His flesh tearing." Wow. I have never considered this before. That part of the sacrament just became a lot more significant to me. Bruised, broken, and torn not just for everyone else but for me individually and specifically. I am not the person that likes causing someone pain or hurt especially if it is on my behalf. The feeling of trying to explain my feelings about this response is indescribable.
Consider now this picture:
Just take a few minutes to really examine this painting.
I would like this painting for my house. It takes on a whole different meaning of the true purposes of the Sacrament. Just admire the fine details: the old man who is practically falling asleep, the little children's faces of pure innocence, the little boy who is walking towards the Savior, the awe in the woman's face as she beholds who the passer of the Sacrament really is, and most importantly how you only see the hand of the Savior with the nail prints. It's just so powerful. If we all really thought about who this is for, and what would we do if the Savior really did pass the Sacrament? In a sense he is passing the Sacrament through the priesthood holders. Really have you considered that?
Sometimes I have these moments where everything just makes sense, everything just seems so divinely planned. I understand. These are the moments I live for.
I have started trying once again to get through Jesus the Christ. I have read many parts of the book before but not the entire thing. Thus far, it has engrossed me and magnified me to a new level of understanding and spirituality. Every day, more and more, I come to recognize and know the face of my Savior, my redeemer and it's changing me in way that I cannot begin to describe. Big things are around the corner my friend.
Also, on a different note, I am currently reading To the Rescue: Biography of Thomas S Monson. What an amazing book! I highly encourage you to read it. It is so fascinating to learn about the Prophet and to hear the stories. I have found myself learning so much about this man of God, and also laughing until my sides hurt, and underlining like crazy things that I like. I am only a few chapters in but wow I have been getting so much out of it. It is also very inspiring. It is a stake goal for my parents stake. I decided to also take on the goal. Totally worth it.
This is also very cool: My cousin, Dayne, is in a church music video for the youth and it's played all over the world. He was one of two people from Georgia to be chosen. He sings also. Check it out:
I am so proud of him. Seriously, he is going places in life. The boy is freakin amazing.
Well, until next time. Maybe I'll indulge you more into my deeper side again sometime.
xoxo
