Today was a long day, in a very good way. First things first, we went to SLC in sleet/ice/snow/rain/wind to see the Mormon Tabernacle Choir Christmas concert featuring Natalie Cole and David McCullough as narrator. But first, we saw Music and The Spoken Word. It was their 4187th broadcast. Wow. First time for me though!
The music, the singers, the dancers, the bells (oh how I loved the bells!), the organ (I loved the organ even more than the bells), the mood.
Finally, finally I can say I felt the Spirit of Christmas. Thanks W&A for the invite and the terrific company in the most dreadful weather ever! So glad you have 4-wheel drive.
We went to the last hour of church and I was so tired I was dozing during the lesson about the martyrom of Joseph Smith. Too bad, because I love the subject of Joseph Smith.
Today, as we waited for the activities at the conference center to start suddenly everyone rose and was on their feet and the crowd went completely silent as our prophet Thomas S. Monsen entered to take his seat. Such reverence and love. I felt the spirit and thought, one day I will meet the Savior and I cannot even imagine the love and reverence I will feel for him. But today I got a small taste of it and I liked it. I will also feel a similar feeling on the day that I meet Joseph Smith.
Then we had made dinner for a local family and they had to cancel at the last minute so we invited my parents and sister's family to dinner. I was so happy they came!
As we finished up dinner prep I put on the DVD Joy to the World. As the MoTab sang there were images of baby Jesus and Mary.
Then I thought, I cannot believe the Savior of the world came to the earth as a small, beautiful, perfect infant who had to have his every need filled by his mother....just like every other baby that comes to this earth.
Jesus Christ is my Savior. And, I am grateful that the Spirit of His birth finally got to my core today.
Then we got to meet with our bishop, the annual trek to settle up and declare ourselves. Again, a peaceful, grateful spirit entered my heart.
I am blessed, truly, truly blessed.
8 comments:
Jeanna, an absolutely beautiful post. You describe feelings so well. Glad it turned out to be a wonderful day.
Great post. Thanks for sharing your long and spiritual day. Just today I was also thinking about how interesting and humble it was that Jesus was a baby and grew. I'm not sure why it stood out to me so much today because every year we celebrate his birth. Interesting.
I heard it said once that music is the path of least resistance for the Spirit to enter our hearts. It is not coincidence that you felt such truths on a day when you heard the voices of MoTab and in the presence of The Lord's Prophet, too.
I'm glad you got the opportunity.
A great way to spend your Sunday and it's always wonderful to be "happy-peaceful tired" at the end of it all. The concert sounds awesome. I guess there are benefits to living in Utah. Thanks for a good post.
i agree with all the comments. you're very good at expressing and sharing your testimony.
i think you and josette have a something christmasy in common... you should visit her blog. :)
Thank you for your post. I too have been struggling with finding my Christmas Spirit. It wasn't until I watched the First Presidency Devotional that I finally started to feel the Spirit and put away my worldly distractions to focus on the True Meaning of the Season.
What an awesome experience to hear the Mormon Tabernacle Choir in the presence of the Prophet. I too am looking forward to the day when I meet my Savior face to face and can fall at his feet in worship and gratitude for all that he has done for me.
I love you and hope that you and your family have wonderful Christmas and a healthy and Happy New Year!
wasn't it the best?! the spirit was so strong on sunday. sunday's concert is always my favorite because the prophet gets up and presents the guest performer with a gift and yeah, it's awesome. i concur with everything you said. thanks for visiting my blog.
p.s. i was totally laughing at your napolean dialogue in the post before this one. classic.
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