Alma was a man who lived on the American continent way back
before Christ. His ancestors had
migrated there from Israel. He started
out a rebel. He was a powerful Cause but
he used his talents to persuade people to hate the Paradoxical ways of his
father (also called Alma). He taught
them that they should give into their chocolate cake desires and gave into
his own. He really did a lot of damage
to people because of his powerful ability to convince. A strength used to promote weakness.
Then one day he had a spiritual/near death
experience. He saw an angel who
basically warned him that if he didn’t change his course he would end up in a
destination he wouldn’t like. This
experience literally knocked him out.
But during his days of physical unconsciousness he was conscious inside
his mind. Whatever he was privileged to
see and feel caused him to do a 180. The
contrast between what he then understood and the Survival behavior he had been
engaged in for many years caused him to experience the most extreme sorrow he
had ever experienced before. He could
hardly bear it and soon began to look for a way out. He remembered his father’s Cause—Jesus
Christ. His father had taught him that
he was a Savior. So his soul reached up
to him and begged for help, for some kind of relief from this torture he was
in. And this is what Alma described as
happening:
“My soul hath been aredeemed
from the gall of bitterness and bbonds
of iniquity. I was in the darkest abyss; but now I behold the marvelous light
of God. My soul was cracked
with eternal torment; but I am snatched, and my soul is dpained
no more” (The Book of Mormon: Mosiah27:29).
Maybe the reason I admire him so much
is because I have felt the depth of sorrow he describes; I would describe it in
the same way. But my 180 was a more
gradual turn in time. It wasn’t so
all-at-once intense. Yet I have felt
it. I have gone through it. And I am snatched like he was; my soul is
pained no more. A lot of people call
that being Saved. And I agree. Definitely saved. But for me Saving is also an incremental
Process. I have found that it comes in
degrees and by experiences.
This is the culprit! |
Sometimes I am saved in a specific
event. For example, we just moved to a
new house. It’s a mile away from our
last one but the move was from unincorporated Arapahoe County to the City of
Aurora. We have three cats. In the City of Aurora, cats are not allowed
to walk around the neighborhood. They
call it “Cat at Large.” And if a cat is
caught doing so and brought to the animal shelter, the owner will be charged $70+
plus be ticketed and have to appear in court.
So all this I didn’t know before we moved in. Two of our cats are male hunters. They hunt mice, rabbits, snakes, and
birds. To keep them inside the house is
to rob them of all they have to live for.
They are miserable if they can’t go out.
So of course while I’m trying to figure out a solution White One gets
caught and the above consequences rain down upon my head. And then I was miserable. I did have a very candid talk with the animal
control officer. But he gave me a ticket
anyway. Very pertinacious fellow.
Judgment! |
Lots of communication and pleading with
my Cause to understand me and the real situation occurred. I paid the $70+, got the animals up to date
on their shots, and registered them (another requirement of the city that cost
more $). I did this with forbearance my
Cause instructed. Then I awaited the
court date, continuously having to swallow down the irritation every time I
thought about it. Every time I felt that
way I could sense my Cause telling me,
“Everything is going to be okay.
Trust me.” When it finally came I
was prompted to dress up in my nicest and most professional clothing. I went in looking like that and waited my
turn among others who were wearing less formal attire. I was asked by some court official if I was
someone’s lawyer. I said, “No, my cat was
caught walking around outside so I’m here to pay the ticket.” When it came my turn I was prepared to pay
whatever they asked me without a fight.
I objectively told them the truth of the situation but that was it. I knew that my Cause would take care of me
and whatever unfair losses I sustained.
The woman I spoke to was extremely reasonable. She said looking at the sums of money I had
already paid, “It looks like you’ve paid enough here. And you’ve done everything you were supposed
to—shots, getting them registered. I’m
going to dismiss this case.” It took me
a minute to understand that she meant I was free to go without having to pay
anything else! I thanked her from my
heart and departed. As I walked out of
the courthouse I just looked at my Cause in my mind’s eye and shook my head, my
heart about ready to burst with gratitude.
He never ceases to amaze me. He
never ceases to Save me.
So sometimes I’m saved in an
event. Other times I’m saved from a
particular bad habit or trap that I work on overcoming in combination with my Cause over an
extended period of time. And that is
growth. I don’t want to stop being
Saved. I need to keep going until I have
arrived at my final destination.
Stopping from being Saved too soon is like Summarizing too soon.
Steadfast and Immovable |
After Alma was Saved he traveled around
continuously trying to repair the damage he had done to the people. A lot of people didn’t like that so they
persecuted him both physically and mentally.
And this is what I admire the most about Alma. He just keeps going. He never turns back to Survival living even
though a lot of people don’t like him.
He is steadfast, unshakable, tenacious!
And his story goes on to include years
and years of service to God. Many of his
experiences are with people who are up in his face railing on him for what he’s
trying to teach them. And all the time
he’s actually trying to Save them as he was Saved. But he still doesn’t stop! If there ever was a man like Alma, man, he is
amazing!
I like to sing this song ("She's So High") in my kitchen to men like Martin
Luther, Alma, and the next three that are coming up. I switch the lyrics to the following:
Listen |
He’s blood, flesh and bone
No touch of silicone
He’s touch, smell, sight, taste and sound
But somehow I can’t believe
That anything should happen (Saved!)
I know where I belong
And nothing’s gonna happen
Yeah
‘Cause he’s so high….
High above me, he’s so lovely
He’s so high…
Like Martin Luther, Jesus Christ, or Alma and Joseph
He’s so high…
High above me
First class and fancy free
He’s my society
He’s got the best of everything!
What could a girl like me
Ever really offer?
He’s perfect as he can be
Why should I even bother?
(Repeat Chorus)
He comes to speak to me
I freeze immediately
‘Cause what he says sounds so real
'Cause somehow I can believe
That something should happen
I know where I belong
And something’s gonna happen
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
‘Cause he’s so high…
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