Today in church, as I listened to what was being said, I don't know who said it, but it finally dawned on me that we are only measured on OURSELVES. I know that we have been taught this over and over, but it really sunk in today, and not because someone said something profound, but that my heart was ready to hear it.
I know, in my heart, that we will be judged by what we did with our lives. I know that it will make a difference for where we ultimately end up, but I also know that I have control. Our worthiness is based on US, we are measured against US. We are not measured on how well we measure up to this sister here or that brother there, just on OURSELVES.
So, I guess I had better get busy making some better choices!
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Winning the Bus Trip
Tiffany and I go to the First Saturday Block of the Month club at our local quilt store, Quilter's Quarters. Twice a year there is a bus trip that goes to a number of other quilt shops in a 3 or 4 state area. Yesterday when we came into the store they handed us drawing tickets, just as they always do. Before they started showing the new things, they drew a ticket - my ticket - and announced it was for a free bus trip from 25 to 27 September. I was momentarily very excited and then it dawned on me when it was and what else was happening on those days. We have our General Women's Broadcast on the 26th, my 60th birthday is on the 27th and the 27th is also Sunday. When my face fell and I said I really couldn't go then, they told me I could use it for the trip in May. I was quite happy about that until Steve and I were on our way home from Kansas City that night and I was thinking about going on the trip in the spring. Then it dawned on me - I wanted to be in Korea for Kayla's baptism when that trip would be! Boy, am I hard to please!
Today I had pretty much decided that I would just go this month and not worry about the spring, but the more I sat in church and thought about the trip and the testimonies that were borne and the lessons that were taught, (and the fact that I don't have any money to spend - even though my meals, transportation and lodging were all paid for - and that I don't need one more piece of fabric - I just need time to do the things I already have!) I decided that I would give the ticket to someone else. I just need to find the appropriate person to give it to. I actually felt much lighter all day today after I decided that. The Lord does help us feel good when we make the right choices, I sure can testify to that!
Today I had pretty much decided that I would just go this month and not worry about the spring, but the more I sat in church and thought about the trip and the testimonies that were borne and the lessons that were taught, (and the fact that I don't have any money to spend - even though my meals, transportation and lodging were all paid for - and that I don't need one more piece of fabric - I just need time to do the things I already have!) I decided that I would give the ticket to someone else. I just need to find the appropriate person to give it to. I actually felt much lighter all day today after I decided that. The Lord does help us feel good when we make the right choices, I sure can testify to that!
Raise the Podium
Today was Fast and Testimony Sunday at church. It's been a while since I have borne my testimony. I think that comes with being spiritually low.
One of the missionaries assigned to our ward right now (Elder Jordan), is very tall. When he went up to bear his testimony today he said he always liked it when they raised the podium for him - it needed to be raised all the way up. He also commented something else about raising it but I didn't really hear him as my thoughts were wandering to the following: How would it be if, when we got up to bear our testimonies, the height of the podium was like a spiritual thermometer, up if you were at a spiritual high and down if you were at a spiritual low. Maybe that's why I haven't born my testimony lately - the podium would have to be very low to accomodate me!
It's time for me to have to have that podium raised!
One of the missionaries assigned to our ward right now (Elder Jordan), is very tall. When he went up to bear his testimony today he said he always liked it when they raised the podium for him - it needed to be raised all the way up. He also commented something else about raising it but I didn't really hear him as my thoughts were wandering to the following: How would it be if, when we got up to bear our testimonies, the height of the podium was like a spiritual thermometer, up if you were at a spiritual high and down if you were at a spiritual low. Maybe that's why I haven't born my testimony lately - the podium would have to be very low to accomodate me!
It's time for me to have to have that podium raised!
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