Lights At Temple Square
Tonight we went to Temple Square as a whole Michaelis Family. It was really fun this year.
This year we also went up to the Christus. Surprisingly, Dylan was really excited. On the way up we pointed out a few pictures with Jesus in them and then he finished off the rest by saying "hey Jesus in that one too." We just smiled.
But I think the best experience came when we were actually up in front of the statue of Christ. He was so awestruck.
We found a seat and waited for the presentation to start. It took longer then we thought and Dylan got antsy. He went over to the balcony and was looking down at all the people. About this point they started the presentation. So I just sat down on the side with Dylan. We were kinda front and center so that didn't give him much room to do what he wanted because I didn't want to draw to much attention to ourselves.
At one point, I said "hey do you hear that." He said, "It Jesus... He talking to me!" I smiled and said "yes he is". Then he tried to walk up to the statue and I caught him. When I pulled him back he said, "I want to talk to him, mommy." So Jesus was talking to him and he wanted to talk back to him.
It is moments like this that I can't help but feel that if our Savior where actually right there in the room with us, that I wouldn't hold Dylan back. Or if I tried the Savior would beckon for him to come to him. I felt the Saviors words saying "Suffer the children to come unto me." I wish I could just let him go up to the statue and do what it is that Dylan would want. That he could feel comfortable approaching the Savior, even if it is only a statue of him.
As we were getting ready to leave Dylan again was intrigued by the statue and relieved that I would let him get as close as he wanted. I knelt down and asked him to look at the Saviors hands. He looked. I said "do you see the owies in his hands?" Dylan said "yes" I said "do you know that he has owies in his hands so we can feel better?" He said something to the tune of "OHhhh." But I knew that he understood what I was trying to say. I don't know if I put it too simple and he didn't really understand that Jesus atoned for us so that we can repent and feel better. But I think that for him being 2yrs. and living in a world of "Oh that hurts and Wow that feels better" I think the point was taken.
It just amazes me that little moments like this are given to us so that we can also appreciate the Savior ourselves. I was able to have a missionary moment with my 2yr. son. And yes I do believe it was a missionary moment. I have 3 little investigators in my charge and 1 more on the way. I am responsible, with the help of my husband, to teach them all I can about our Heavenly Father, our Savior, and their plan for us. And ultimately it will be there responsibility to accept or reject this message but it is my duty to give them all that I know... to be a missionary in the Lord's vineyard.
I am so thankful for the opportunities that I have to give my children piece by piece the gospel. And to gain a bigger understanding of the plan for myself. So I guess I give thanks to my Heavenly Father for these moments I had tonight. It was a experience worth sharing and much much more.
This year we also went up to the Christus. Surprisingly, Dylan was really excited. On the way up we pointed out a few pictures with Jesus in them and then he finished off the rest by saying "hey Jesus in that one too." We just smiled.
But I think the best experience came when we were actually up in front of the statue of Christ. He was so awestruck.
We found a seat and waited for the presentation to start. It took longer then we thought and Dylan got antsy. He went over to the balcony and was looking down at all the people. About this point they started the presentation. So I just sat down on the side with Dylan. We were kinda front and center so that didn't give him much room to do what he wanted because I didn't want to draw to much attention to ourselves.
At one point, I said "hey do you hear that." He said, "It Jesus... He talking to me!" I smiled and said "yes he is". Then he tried to walk up to the statue and I caught him. When I pulled him back he said, "I want to talk to him, mommy." So Jesus was talking to him and he wanted to talk back to him.
It is moments like this that I can't help but feel that if our Savior where actually right there in the room with us, that I wouldn't hold Dylan back. Or if I tried the Savior would beckon for him to come to him. I felt the Saviors words saying "Suffer the children to come unto me." I wish I could just let him go up to the statue and do what it is that Dylan would want. That he could feel comfortable approaching the Savior, even if it is only a statue of him.
As we were getting ready to leave Dylan again was intrigued by the statue and relieved that I would let him get as close as he wanted. I knelt down and asked him to look at the Saviors hands. He looked. I said "do you see the owies in his hands?" Dylan said "yes" I said "do you know that he has owies in his hands so we can feel better?" He said something to the tune of "OHhhh." But I knew that he understood what I was trying to say. I don't know if I put it too simple and he didn't really understand that Jesus atoned for us so that we can repent and feel better. But I think that for him being 2yrs. and living in a world of "Oh that hurts and Wow that feels better" I think the point was taken.
It just amazes me that little moments like this are given to us so that we can also appreciate the Savior ourselves. I was able to have a missionary moment with my 2yr. son. And yes I do believe it was a missionary moment. I have 3 little investigators in my charge and 1 more on the way. I am responsible, with the help of my husband, to teach them all I can about our Heavenly Father, our Savior, and their plan for us. And ultimately it will be there responsibility to accept or reject this message but it is my duty to give them all that I know... to be a missionary in the Lord's vineyard.
I am so thankful for the opportunities that I have to give my children piece by piece the gospel. And to gain a bigger understanding of the plan for myself. So I guess I give thanks to my Heavenly Father for these moments I had tonight. It was a experience worth sharing and much much more.
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