My Gift to Jesus

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by MSKeller

LDS Silver Sacrament cup - SchuabWhile I am a goal-setter, I’ve never been one for New Years resolutions.  I think it is because my birthday anniversary is in January and to me that is the beginning of my New Year.  The holidays are chaotic and busy and there really is little time for reflection.  My soul requires  peace to contemplate what the best is that I desire to concentrate on for this particular year of my life.

I was sitting in Sacrament meeting a few days ago on the stand as the Music Director, so the usual joyous distraction of precious grandbabies crawling over me was not part of my devotion.  As I listened to the prayer on the water, these words struck deep;  “that they do it in remembrance of the blood of thy Son, which was shed for them. “  I imagined the little cup and how many drops it would take to fill it. One by one, each drop for a sin of commission or omission that I had committed that week.

A friend gave me a sterling silver sacrament cup that was used in the early part of last century.  In my mind, and my feeble estimating power, I saw it being filled and counted every one of those drops; twenty-six.    I determined to stay with the concept throughout the short ten minutes or so of the sacrament.  Too often my mind wanders and I too am guilty of not being able to “watch with me one hour.”  So I counted my transgressions, I wanted to find twenty-six experiences that I could ask for forgiveness of, search and really examine my conduct.

Instead of feeling guilty and inadequate and depressed, however, I finished with barely being able to find all twenty-six.  This deeply touched me.  In the past I’ve found it all too easy to come up with a multitude of sins in my daily walk, but because of the life I am trying to live and the changes I’ve been trying to establish, my sins are becoming less scarlet.  My hope in a glorious future is beginning to bloom and my life is beginning to feel the effects of a sweeping atonement that I’ve shrouded my world in.

I found myself weeping in gratitude for the joy of a life becoming more His.  The drops of His blood that were shed for me this week at least, finally didn’t overflow the cup.  Instead it was filled the rest of the way with gratitude and hope.

Sitting with the Savior for just those few minutes has deeply affected my spirit.  Now if I can lengthen it to an hour!

(CC) McKay Savage

I love the gospel.  I love the blessings that contemplating and considering and reaching deeper bring me.  I love the sharing of brothers and sisters under the canopy of the church which shelters my life.  I love the deep roots of generations of those before me who have sacrificed and served and failed and succeeded so that I may draw upon strength.  I love the knowledge of truth and those who have altered their lives to find it, share it, stand by it, and deliver it so that I can benefit.

There are many principles, ideas, practices and traditions that I may not understand or agree with necessarily, but I know that the sturdy strength of truth stands tall and immovable.  I know that my life is blessed continually as I act upon what I know.  I live assured that as I share and increase my witness, it grows.

Each Christmas my family has a tradition of giving one gift to Jesus.  This is a gift that we contemplate and decide we will change to become more in line with His goals for us.  Mine is to stretch higher.  To do more while being surrounded by less.  To give up that which is not enriching to make room for what is.  My gift is that of honoring my testimony with action.

This coming year will have changes as every year does, but what will not change is my firm commitment to my Lord, my family, my associates and my faith.

Tree image credit: McKay Savage

About MSKeller

Marsha Steed Keller (Th'Muse) "When I get a little money, I buy books, if there is any left, I buy food and clothes." --Desiderius Erasmus. This defines a part of Marsha's psychology and intent fairly well. When she was a child she says that people asked what super-power she would desire. She replied, "To know what is true, always." It hasn't changed much since then. Marsha cares more about intent than result; more about understanding than agreement and more about good questions than finding all the answers. She defines her best blessings as people (Family and Friends), ideas and beauty. She is highly visual, teaches voice and piano and enjoys her Life/Relationship coaching immensely. She has a BA in Psychology and an AA in Ballroom Dance. Life is an adventure to be lived in the moment and shared with the world. She considers being asked to write with this amazing group a high honor.

8 Responses to My Gift to Jesus

  1. Marie says:

    Thank you for this thought-provoking post. While I have pondered on many things during the sacrament (when not distracted shushing children or thinking about my lesson or a million other less-important things), I have never quite thought about it in this way. I think I will have a new focus today, something to really help me in my quest to improve and become closer to the Savior and closer to the person he would have me be. This is the perfect post to start my Sabbath and my new year.

    • Marsha Keller says:

      I know it is difficult with children, and know again, now that my precious ones sit with us each Sabbath. Even so, I’ve found that I struggle even when I’m alone most days. Maybe I’m attention deficit?

      Thank you Marie, I think I found that only 10 drops actually fit though. :: smiles ::

  2. I, too, have never thought about the Sacrament in this way, the cup being filled drop by drop for each of my sins. Whew! It sure changes my perspective and makes taking the sacrament even more personal, which is as it should be.

  3. Paul says:

    I have always been troubled by Elder Faust’s poem that is in one of the sacrament hymns about how many drops of blood were spilt for me, but your post has given me a new way to think about it, and I really appreciate that.

    Love those banyan trees, too. I visited a banyan tree forest in Tainan, Taiwan a few years ago, and I was so impressed by the tree runners that become new roots and new trees, demonstrating their (and therefore our) interconnectedness.

  4. Marsha Keller says:

    I love those trees too Paul, I remember one in Hawaii that just went on for blocks. It made me think of how intertwined we really are. When one person is fed, and shares, others are too.

    Thanks for reading and commenting.

  5. Edward says:

    I see things in the way that you put them in writing as to how I might just be able to change some small things in my life. Take for instance, the time I get to spend while the sacrament is being passed. I am easily distracted and see all things that go on around me. I might just be able to take that time and start off with just one thought as to what sins I have committed the previous week and how thankful I am for the repentance process. You put things into words that actually make a little sense to me. I thank you for opening my eyes to different things in my life.

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