Hello My Dears!
This is going to be a little shorter, because... well, I get to SEE your cute faces in just a couple days!!!
This past weekend we had a Celebration here in San Juan to commemorate the 40th anniversary of the Church en San Juan. The two stakes here rented out a huge, well-known auditorium, and there were photos and choirs to celebrate the choir, and the progression of the church. They recognized the pioneers of the church here, and all of the ecclesiastical leaders and their families.
They talked a lot about the humble beginnings of the members here, and the trials they had to get the church going.
After all of the youth choirs had finished, they had the final number, which was a medley of ¨I am a Child of God¨and ¨Called to serve¨. The girls started with I am a Child of God, and then the boys echoed with the first verse of called to serve. Then, From up at the top of the amphitheater, we joined in, all of us from both stakes, holding flags. We joined in and descended singing the second verse of Called to Serve. We joined them on the stage, and finished all together.
The spirit in that auditorium was tangible. As we marched down the stairs, and then looked out over the thousands of members, and many non-members, I was filled all over again with this amazing love and appreciation for this gospel. This work is powerful. You can´t deny it.
Then, they did a segment on the Joseph Smith story. Talk about another HUMBLE beginning. But the impact of that simple boy and his sincere quest for the truth, is one that changed the world.
I thought of the scripture in 1 Corinthians 1:27....¨...And God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty.¨
During this Christmas season, I´ve been thinking a lot about another very humble, beginning. The circumstances of the birth of our Lord and King, Cristo.
I thought about the stories of Mary. A young maid, pure, worthy, and humbly submitting to the will of the Lord. Joseph, a carpenter. He was a good man, and graciously accepted the responsibility of loving and caring for the earthly mother of the Son of God. And for the child who wasn´t his own.
Finally, Christ himself. Entered the world as a babe. Born in a stable, amongst animals, and wrapped in swaddling clothes and laid in a manger.
The Lord had...HAS...ALL power. He could have arrived in the midst of fanfare and trumpets. A more obvious form of glory.
But instead, a more sacred and intimate story. One that is celebrated and honored around the world. One that has left it´s mark on the hearts of so many.
From the beginning, the plan of the Savior was to do the will of God, and to give all of the ¨glory¨to His Father.
Christ entered the world, humbly, and continued his life in grace, our perfect example, yet never failing to demonstrate the power of the calling that was divinely His. He lived for us, died for us, and was resurrected, that we too, might ¨gain all that the Father hath.¨ In all aspects, fulfilling the perfect plan of our loving Heavenly Father. Therin lies the glory, the splendor, and the power.
I pray that our hearts and homes be filled with the love of Christ this Christmas season. This holiday is His. And the perfect time to remember and give thanks for all that he has and continues to do for each of us each day.
I love you all. SO MUCH!
until Wednesday,
xoxo Your Hermana C
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