Part of my childhood consisted of an idea that because I was a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, I had a special, elevated connection to Heavenly Father. Surely my baptism, my covenant, made my relationship more valid, more important, and more legitimate to God than . . . you know, others.
That idea floated around in my head, never forming into an actual conscious belief, but always underlying my ideas about who I was, and who they were. I never even realized these eletist feelings until I head Oprah (like five years ago – I know, you’d think I’d grow up sooner) talking about her relationship with God, how she prays every. single. day. and how that relationship gives her strength in her life.
After that I started seeing God in other’s lives so much more – their sincere desire to be good people, to love their families, and to have a spiritual connection to their Creator. I also began to see His infinite love – for all his children. He is so much more ready to elevate when I stand ready to condemn. I think about that sometimes. It gives me hope.
But usually these aren’t the thoughts that consume me . . . my mind is more directed to grocery shopping and bill paying and making sure Olivia practices her piano.
But Israel gave me a beautiful morning to sit on the side of the river Jordan, to watch others proclaim to the best of their ability – their commitment, their love, and their desire to follow Jesus and have a relationship with God.
And I felt humbled.
Israel Day 6 (Tour Day 3) –
