Thought for the week, Jan. 9, 2011

Tangible



For me,

great strength comes every week

as I partake of the sacrament

and remind myself that I bear the name of Christ,

that I have taken it upon myself

like something tangible.



Sometimes,

when I am feeling lonely and tired,

I take the name of the Savior upon me

like a warm blanket.

I wrap myself in it

the way my two-year-old grandson

wraps himself in his cherished "blankey,"

and I feel warmed

and comforted.



If I am feeling vulnerable,

sometimes I take the name of Christ upon me

like armor,

feeling it solid

and bright

and impregnable,

so that no opposition can puncture it

and so that no wound can devastate me.



Sometimes

I take the name of Christ upon me

like Joseph's coat of many colors,

a beautiful garment

in which to dance

and rejoice

and praise the Lord.



-- Chieko Okazaki


Remember Him.

Love, Mom