When I was a little girl, on Sunday
mornings my Dad would sit at the kitchen table and play solitaire while he
listened to hymns on the radio. His
favorite hymn was "How Great Thou Art" and when it came on the radio
he would sing along with all his heart.
When he was younger he was a Choir Boy and an Altar Boy. But he doesn't go to church anymore because
the church changed too much and he doesn't think a church should change. But every Sunday when he heard that song and
I heard him sing it, I would feel very sad and very lonely inside and I never
knew why.
Then one Sunday, after I had joined
the LDS church and I was sitting in Sacrament meeting a new member of this new
faith, we began with the opening hymn.
And guess what song we sang?
That's right - "How Great
Thou Art". Imagine my
surprise. As I soaked it in, the feelings
that rushed through me were not those feelings of sadness and loneliness that I
had always experienced when I heard it on the radio. The feelings I now felt were of joy and
gladness, feelings that I had come home!
And I cried, oh how I cried and I thought everyone would think I was
crazy. But they didn't because in this
church, everyone cries because everyone feels this thing they call the Spirit!
It's this connection to something
greater that kept me coming back for more.
This connection to HOME that I was not about to let go of. I found it, I knew it existed, I knew it was
there somewhere, I knew I had to keep going, and I knew I had to let as many
people know about it as would listen.
The song was a hidden key to opening the greatest treasure on earth.
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