Ok, how I came by thinking this is almost always more interesting than the thought itself, so here goes.
There are ideas that I have but I cannot trace the origin, and one such thought was that I was believed to be someone else in hiding. Crazy, right? Well, I always think everyone is crazy for thinking that. But, the crux is I cannot even point out a substantial shred of evidence that anyone else even thinks that, so while I was considering it, I thought, hmmm maybe I secretly think I am someone else. Yeah! I am and until I become her, I will just blame my thoughts on the foolish imaginings of others... sounds Scizophrenic to me, but oh well, I am not the crazy one, everyone else is!
Ok, so then I was imagining how I would actually become this person I am in embryo, and I thought instantly of my son and how he makes his own choices, but, they are obviously (to me) wrong. Sometimes, I correct him, but sometimes he only figures out that he doesn't want that consequence so he chooses otherwise next time (like a Rat in a maze..hah Algernon). The point is, I am there to guide him, and protect him, as I was thinking that I remembered that was the exact definition my Daughter gave for God.
Ok, enough back story. You with me now?
I pray to talk to God. More or less I reason things out. But, conversation is two-way. If I had to wait for my son to finaly choose to speak to me: I would probably command him to do so more often, all the time sounds pretty good. I have an advantage over Heavenly Father in that I can easily speak to my children and teach them. God really wants to tell us things and instruct us, too. He has prophets and finds a means to tell us things we need to know. The means are many, but usually they start with the scriptures. God speaks to us directly through the stories and words that He has given to his prophets. But, most of all our willingness to draw near to him and do what he wants is attractive (to use precisely the right word). So, I pray and read my scriptures mostly to communicate with my Heavenly Father. Cause, I can see how much help parents can and want to provide.
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