2.18.2010

Indulge me ...

This post isn't going to be funny.

And that is not to say that I think all my posts are funny.

But let's be honest, sometimes they are. ;)

I am not sure why I want to blog about this. But I do. It was an experience I had about three years ago while living in Provo.

I was teaching in a Special Education classroom. It was a specific class to help higher functioning clients learn skills to help them transition from school to a job.

Occasionally we would go on field trips in the community to practice some of the vocational skills we had been working on. One day in particular we went to the museum on BYU's campus [do you like how I say the museum as if there is only one? I am sure there is more than one. But I only know the one that is just north of the Wilk].

While in that building I had one of the most profound moments I have ever had. A moment I am certain I will never forget.

We came across this painting:


This is a painting of Christ at the pool of Bethseda. A short summary of the story is that the man the Savior is looking at had been afflicted with an illness for 38 years, crippled so much in fact that he could not walk. The Savior finds him, knowing how long he has been ill and asks if he wants to be whole. Of course the man longs for this. The Savior then says to him, "Rise ... and walk." The man is healed by the Savior's command and he is freed from the illness he suffered with for almost four decades. It was a miracle.

Back to the museum ... :) As one of my students and I were standing, viewing this painting, I knew the specifics of the story. I am certain she did not. She had LDS influence in her life, but in part due to her disability, she made choices in her life that were not the healthiest. I couldn't help but wish she knew what I knew about this Man.

After several moments of silence she turned to me and almost in a whisper asked, "Did He really do all that they said He did?"

I had a flood of emotion sweep over me. I paused for a moment to think of what I truly believed about this Man in the painting. I knew what I knew was truth and I knew that all that had been spoken of this Man was truth. While choking back the tears, I looked at her and barely got out, "Yes, He did."

She looked at me for a minute longer and then turned her gaze back to Christ and said, "Wow. That is so cool."

I will forever be grateful for her innocent question that allowed me to feel what I felt about this Man and His mighty miracles. P.s. He is still a God of miracles today. He has come to the earth ... and He will come again.

To quote a dear friend, that's all.

:)

12 comments:

Andrea said...

thank you for this.
i needed it.

Linds said...

Thanks for posting that beautiful experience. I enjoy reading your funny posts, but I think I really needed to experience that serious one today :)

Cali said...

This painting has always been my favorite... It's hung on our wall and has great meaning for me. I love when it touches others in a similar way.

Camille said...

thanks for starting out my day by making me cry!!!

but seriously, thanks. i needed this. love ya

Allred Mom said...

Thanks for the beautiful post and for reminding us our blessed we are to know Him!

whitneybb said...

Thanks Mindy for the wonderful reminder. It can be those simple questions or phrases that can make the most impact. Thanks for sharing. Love you.

Allison and Josh said...

Great story, Mindy! Thank you for sharing!

DeeAura said...

Thanks, Mindy. I loved that. And I agree with you. :)

Erin Hatch said...

Thanks for sharing this special memory Mindy. For your documenting purposes, I'll add that this painting was in the Museum of Art (or MOA as they call it at BYU).

Avree said...

Thanks for sharing!

Michelle said...

Beautiful testimony. I love how little moments like this come when we are least expecting it to help remind us of what we know and feel.

Kristin said...

Oh my gosh. I love her for saying that. Aswesome.

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