I read it ...
pages skin-thin,
teaching me how to be an instrument.
A God Instrument.
As I ponder further,
my mind turning reeling - grasping to define
within my own fiber,
what an instrument is.
A musical instrument
needs to be kept fine-tuned ...
deep-learned, daily-practiced and enjoyed.
Enjoyed to heart-core, soul deep.
Sometimes when nothing else can touch heart fibers
the way a musical instrument can.
I continue to ponder deep.
What about an instrument to God?
How do I become that?
Me, a simple mother of two.
A wife to the hardest working hubby I know.
And a piano teacher to many.
How do I become such a thing for God?
How do I do this joy-filled, to heart-core?
I read again:
"Go forth and establish my word;
yet ye shall be
patient
in long-suffering and
afflictions
that ye may show forth
good examples
unto them - in me -
and I will make an
instrument
of thee in my hands
unto the salvation of
many souls."
-Alma 17:11
Patient. Long-suffering. Good example.
Me - an instrument unto the salvation of many souls?
I breathe deep responsibility, filling lung capacity ... slowly exhaling.
How do I do this?
God's word teaches me how.
And even in my imperfect, human life -
knowing
what a daily challenge it is for me to become those things,
so that in return - I may be an instrument of "many souls" -
I know that with Him - in Him,
He will Hold me in His hands
so that
I may become the instrument
He will fine-tune me to be.
After all ... aren't we all instruments for each other?
This - the instrument and joy-filled within.
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