Experience : The best choice

I just returned from Brazil, where I visited for the first, and it’s like if I haven’t left.

My experience at the Temple of Solomon made me understand the love so great and inexplicable that God has for us.

It is not a feeling, no! It’s a real love-with action, a sacrificial love.

The treatment we received upon our arrival at the Temple was very special. The attention that they gave us so that we can understand the meeting in our language (Spanish) was very special and they provided headsets for us. The care they had for this small group of 40 people from Ecuador was extraordinary.

The moments of meditation before the meeting and the two-hour wait were all preparation for us to go into the presence of God.

I looked at the altar, the Ark of the Covenant, which had my full attention in this beautiful place. The stones representing the tribes of Israel there before my eyes made ​​me think and ask, why are the angels in a position of protection? And the stones of different colors … there’s no way to choose which one is more beautiful! I saw that there is no “preference”. God sees and appreciates all of use like these gemstones. Each stone represents a different, and unique people. And the veil that is on the altar? I kept thinking, but when the meeting started the curtain opened and surprisingly God began to answer all my questions during Bishop Macedo’s message.

My last meeting at the Temple was on Sunday. Once again I was in those unforgettable moments awaiting the meeting to start. Meanwhile my whole life flashed before my eyes. As I remembered the clothes I was wearing (shorts, shirt, socks and sneakers). I was only 15 years old and I was like an insignificant ant (writing now, my eyes are filling with tears). I didn’t want to know God, nor knew that He was the One true God. I had no hopes of being happy. 18 years have passed since the day that I heard His voice calling me, and I followed Him. And suddenly I find myself sitting in the front row, the first chairs at the Temple dressed especially for God not only the outer clothing, but I find myself transformed into a Princess! The Lord gave me joy, love, and set me apart for Him. At that moment my tears fell down my face involuntarily, as I contemplated His work in my life. I clearly saw His immense and inexplicable love for me. A veil was removed from my mind, as that veil that opens on the altar of the Temple, where God speaks to us so clearly.

I can’t explain this love. I just know that this is Love, True Love.

He made me live these words and they became real inside of me.

He raises the poor from the dust and lifts the beggar from the ash heap, to set them among princes and make them inherit the throne of glory.

This is part of my experience in the Temple of Solomon. I take within me my renewed commitment I made to my Lord, a willing spirit to serve Him all my life, in a special way, just like His consideration for me.