You believe you will be equal with Jesus?
The way it was explained to me (by the LDS missionaries) was this:
“Since we are all children of God, then he wants us to be just like him. Just as we want our children to have better lives then we had, God wants his spirit children to have the best afterlife we can. That means exaltation and eternal progression.”
I really cannot believe I fell for that. I thank God I was not struck down for that blasphemy and that He eventually opened my eyes.
Rather than wanting to BECOME a god, I now, with absolute joy, bow before His majesty because He ALONE is God.
“Rather than wanting to BECOME a god, I now, with absolute joy, bow before His majesty because He ALONE is God.”
What beautiful words, Reaganaut. You ever stop and wonder what we would be like - now that we are children of God - without Him? What lonely lives we would have and how we would continue in sorrowful sin without His grace? I already know what my life would be: just the same sick world I lived in and chose before He came into my life.
When He saved us He gave us the mission to put Him first, and to tell the world that He alone is King of kings, and Lord of lords.
There’s no Joseph Smith to tell me how close I can be to Him; no barriers except those of my own choosing. There’s only HIM. Jesus is my Mediator, and this may come as a shock to some - HE, HE JESUS THE CHRIST, needs no mediator. He is THE Mediator.
He is my Everything.
And how very often I fail Him. Every day, minute by minute. But, HE saves; HE forgives; HE touches me and heals me and cleanses me.
He is my Everything.
I waste precious time; I squander away the talents; and I don’t always hold back my anger and give patience to those in need. He knows I’m not Him, and that I need to call on Him more and more.
He is my Everything.
Alone in bed at night, afraid of what tomorrow may bring, afraid for my family and my friends. In tears. He knows my heart and my heartaches. He says it’s all right, to not trouble my soul. For He is with me, and His Word is final.
He alone saves.
He is my Everything.
Wish I could sing it:
I long to be His possession
Oh, He is my everything
I remember my days of darkness
Without sunshine or sight to lead the way
But a whisper of His voice softly calling
To the arms of my Maker to stay
He is my reason for living,
Oh He is the king of all kings
I long to be His possession,
Oh, He is my everything
After the lightning and thunder
After the last bell has rung
I want to bow down before Him
And hear Him say well done
He is my reason for living
Oh He is the king of all kings
I long to be His possession
Oh, He is my everything
—
Amen!