Once upon a time, there was a girl named CinderMommy that loved her family very much. Unfortunately, CinderMommy had two nasty step-sisters named School and Homework. School liked to push CinderMommy around and Homework liked to steal from CinderMommy, her very most important possession, time. One tired night, CinderMommy escaped from School and Homework and fled the presence of her nasty step-sisters. Sadly though, CinderMommy got on the wrong coach in the rush of her escape. She was still determined to make it to the castle and to Prince Charming, but the switch of coaches made her late for the Family Night Ball. She fretted about what to do. How could everything turn out OK? The magic of the Ball would end early. It always does so the sweet little mice and CinderMommy could all get the sleep they needed to face School and Homework again in the morning – they would all need their strength.
CinderMommy was in charge of the Family Night Ball and she was certainly going to need some magical help, she knew she couldn’t do it all on her own. All CinderMommy had available was a dusty talk, some paper strips with words on them, and a goofy package of light bulbs. She was smart though. She didn’t wish upon a star. She prayed within her heart as the wrong bus wound all around the city. Then she had an idea spark within her mind – it was just like magic, only better. She knew just what she had to do! After the coach finally stopped close enough to walk to the Ball, CinderMommy used her tools and invited a special guest to join her in making magic happen for the Family Night Ball. As unseen as a Fairy Godmother, but much more powerful, CinderMommy invited the Holy Spirit to make more out of CinderMommy and her meager assortment of tools. Just as in every fairytale, CinderMommy was magically transformed. She gained a gown of Light and a crown of Truth was humbly warn atop her royal head. All the mice were fed and filled, just as CinderMommy hoped they would be. And Prince Charming was as lovely as any royal prince has ever been. He hugged CinderMommy and added his testimony to her flash and helped finish filling all the mouse sized cups. They feasted on doctrine and drank deeply of hope, love, peace, Spirit, and testimony. As so often happens, the clock began to strike before anyone wanted it too, but everyone recognized that the invited guest was urging them off to their beds, to ponder and treasure their magical night and keep it tucked away where special treasures belong – right inside their hearts.
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If you want to know what CinderMommy’s talk was, here is the link to the lest dusty digital copy. CinderMommy shared it in reverse order (in other words, the topic he shared as #5 came first at the Family Night Ball). CinderMommy had Prince Charming read this section before starting the rest of the Ball.
“The importance of having a sense of the sacred is simply this—if one does not appreciate holy things, he will lose them. Absent a feeling of reverence, he will grow increasingly casual in attitude and lax in conduct. He will drift from the moorings that his covenants with God could provide. His feeling of accountability to God will diminish and then be forgotten. Thereafter, he will care only about his own comfort and satisfying his uncontrolled appetites. Finally, he will come to despise sacred things, even God, and then he will despise himself.
On the other hand, with a sense of the sacred, one grows in understanding and truth. The Holy Spirit becomes his frequent and then constant companion. More and more he will stand in holy places and be entrusted with holy things. Just the opposite of cynicism and despair, his end is eternal life.”
CinerMommy felt that her little brood of mice needed certain passages in each of the five sections, but each family of mice need different things at different times, so the specifics are not going to be shared tonight. It is better for each Ball leader to ponder and pray and then ask the special visitor, the Holy Ghost, to lead their Ball. But, to share all of CinderMommy’s tools, the file with the two sets of word-strips is here. The first page of word-strips were used on the board as Prince Charming shared his quote. Then CinderMommy drew arrows between the three sections of the quote to show how they make a cycle. An eternally building cycle that leads to more and more light! The ball was started with a mostly light bulb-less chandelier above us. As each of the other five word-strips were used in starting each new section of the remainder of the talk, one more lightbulb was added to demonstrate how bright things appear when we recognize and draw ourselves out with the Sense of the Sacred. Sacred things are sacred. We can’t change that, but if we ignore the Sense of the Sacred, we will not be able to see all the brightness, the light and truth, that surrounds us. Just like our sense of sight, we can have our Sense of the Sacred be dimmed and miss great blessings and opportunities to be shown even more of the sacred. CinderMommy felt remarkably blessed when her little mice seemed to brighten in spirit as the room grew brighter with each new principle and each additional light bulb. It was a happily ever after moment when when CinderMommy hugged and held each mouse and whispered words of love and adoration before each of them climbed into their little mousy beds. For you see, CinderMommy recognized those sacred moments of sharing love for what they were. She had learned better how to magnify her Sense of the Sacred.