I have never seen a real live President of the United States.
But I have been within chair-throwing distance of a real live President of Mexico. (No, I didn’t throw a chair at him, nor did I have such an inclination, OK?)
So I understand my cousin’s giddy awe.
And I can identify very closely with the lesson she extracts:
Last night I was giddy. My family thought I was crazy. The thought that I might catch a glimpse of the President of the United States in person totally awed me. A once in a lifetime opportunity was within my grasp!
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I’m not really an Obama fan and so I wasn’t very motivated to get a ticket to listen to him speak but the position is powerful and he is our president. God directs the heart of the king and places political leaders in office on purpose. For these reasons I hold him in highest respect.
The thrill of adventure rolled around in my mind. […] But my husband claims I’d get thrown in jail if I tried such a stunt. What? I pay taxes for the sidewalk. I have every right to walk on it whenever I so choose. […]
Okay, so I’ll just behave myself and stay home minding my own business, but it was fun to think about. I have to wonder, what is my reaction when Jesus of Nazareth passes by? […]
But the sad thing is, every day, every moment, The Great One passes by and I so often see it as ordinary. . . routine. […]
I wonder, what am I passionate about today? Is there an urgency, a fervent awe in seeking after the Savior?
Routine.
Let that sink in.