Spiritual Sunday

Sometimes at church when you are busy trying to occupy a 2 year old whose only interest is in going to "cwass", it's hard to hunker down, feel the Spirit and be uplifted. When your heart is heavy with the knowledge of what must be done after church, it creates even more of a challenge. This is how I approached Sunday worship today.

We settled in our row and immediately the toys, books, and treats came out and the game began. I was pleasantly surprised at how well behaved Sissy was and how easily she was occupied with her bag of "busy" items.

After the Sacrament portion, we had a young man speak. He's a baseball player and I love him to death. His only fault is that he's a Red Sox fan. We've had "words" on more than one occasion. And chalking. And toilet papering. So, yes I might be guilty of trashing talking and "getting into it" with a 14 year old. But I seriously digress.

CC began his talk of course with some sports references and yes it grabbed my attention. He shared an experience in seminary where the instructor was discussing personal relationships with Jesus Christ. The teacher called on CC and asked him what he thought. He answered, "I was thinking, where I would put Jesus in my batting line up."

His response got some laughs from the congregation, but it certainly caused me to think for a minute. Considering how important a batting order is in relationship to the offense of a baseball team, it was clear that I would want my Savior batting clean up. Not lead off, even though He's a consistent hitter and will always get on base - clean up is the guy that is counted on every.single.time. He's your go-to guy.

I then began to think about my own personal relationship with Jesus Christ. He is my clean up hitter, do I let Him do His job? Or do I get in His way?

President Dieter Uchtdorf said, "Discipleship is not a spectator sport."

I came away more inspired. By a 14 year old. Who loves the Bo-Sox. Go figure.