Stand Up: I'm Trying Hard to Be Myself Again

This is my blog of thankfulness. Since you know, Thanksgiving is tomorrow. So I have a lot of people and things in my life that I am thankful for. I just wanted to blog about something in particular that I've been thinking about lately.
It started a couple of weeks ago when I was thinking about accessibility and celebrity. We get into such a mindset here with famous people of elevating them onto this pedestal of greatness, and only if we got to shake their hand, or stand near them for a moment it would be so wonderful and exciting. I do this just like everyone else. When we met Anberlin last year I was so excited to take a picture with them and talk to Stephen Christian for a few minutes, but, does he remember who I am right now? Mostly likely no. That's how it is here in this mortal life. Famous people have masses of people around them all the time, even good people like Mother Teresa couldn't possible meet all the people that knew and loved her, and she couldn't possibly remember who they all were. She was mortal, human and imperfect, an amazingly good person, but human and imperfect just the same.
There is One person in my life, in all of our lives, that this theme doesn't hold true for. Of all the billions of people in the world, most of them know who God, their Heavenly Father, is, or rather, they know of His existence. Of those probably billions of people, most worship Him in some form or another. Christianity alone has several branches of worship. Then there is Islam, they don't call Him by the same name, but they worship Him just the same. Accessibility is completely different here. God is probably the most accessible celebrity we know, but we don't think of Him in that way, and I think oftentimes we don't think about how awesome it is to be able to be so close to Him all the time.
I started thinking about this because I was watching this movie called The Testaments.
I think, for myself anyway, and probably most people that would be considered a person "of faith," we sometimes think of what it would be like to meet our Savior face to face. Of course I would fall down in worship, it would be an experience unlike any other I've ever had. We have that accessibility on our side every day. It isn't the same as earthly celebrity, which we have become so used to here, because not only do I know who He is, He knows who I am.
That is what I'm thankful for the most. The knowledge of how close I can be to my Savior and my Father in Heaven if I let myself. I'm thankful that I know who I am, I'm thankful for parents that taught these truths to me, and taught me to really truly ask to know the truth of it for myself. I'm thankful to know that the Lord loves me even when I don't love myself.
Happy Thanksgiving.

Comments

trentathon said…
That was a beautiful post, well done.
Anonymous said…
You are right again! I love you,
Mom.
dances alone said…
Thank you for that. What a neat perspective.

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