Sunday, January 30, 2011

Born Again. And Again.

He spoke the words God wanted him to speak; he spoke the words, but God gave the blessing.

Today in Sunday School, we learned about being Born Again. Being born again is a constant process; in truth, I have been reborn many times throughout my life. Sometimes yearly, sometimes daily. To have the Spirit of God means continuous humility. The "Natural Woman" doesn't want to be humble. She wants to be right. She wants to want what she wants and receive what she wants.

Our teacher spoke of how being reborn and having a testimony of God, of Christ, of the Holy Ghost delivers unto us the desire not to think of worldly things. Christ said to Nicodemus:
We speak that we do know, and testify that we have seen; and ye receive not our witness. If I have told you earthly things, and ye believe not, how shall ye believe, if I tell you of heavenly things?
The teacher continued and expounded that when he goes to work or interacts with others he is focused on repentance. The commandments. Prayer. His relationship with God. To those who do not believe in religion, they do not understand how something so intangible could hold us so tightly. Christ also said:
The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit.
For those who have experienced the knowledge of the power of God, testimony of His truth and power come easily. For those who have felt the "wind" guide them, it is easy to forget worldly things.

After church, I was set apart as a Gospel Doctrine teacher. I haven't taught, yet, and I was grateful to be set apart before I do. My husband was able to be a part of my blessing. When it was through, I couldn't leave the room for a few minutes because of my sobbing.

How I love the Lord, dear reader. How I will ever Praise His name and never tire of being reminded from whence all of my blessings flow.

God is so very, very good.

2 comments:

michelle said...

All sorts of like for all sorts of reasons.

I love the gospel. It is life. It is breath. It is living water, a well that continues to drench my soul in light.

Mother of the Wild Boys said...

Beautiful post, thank you. :)