Let us treat the seemingly ordinary people with whom we associate as sons and daughters of God.
Deep in the labyrinth of the BYU LaVell Edwards Stadium is a room called the “dungeon”, where food vendors go to deposit their cash at the end of each football game. The dungeon lies behind a series of guarded doors, and it is not a beautiful room. Dim fluorescent lights line the ceiling, the walls are made of stone, and wires are strung haphazardly to connect the outdated computers. My job as a concessions worker includes the responsibility to help these vendors reconcile their accounts in the dungeon before they go home.
One of my coworkers is a pleasant young lady named Karisa. When I first met Karisa a few weeks ago, I thought she was nice, but she seemed pretty ordinary and I mostly kept to myself and focused on my work.
At this last football game of the season, I took my place at the computer next to hers. With a few minutes before the vendors were to arrive, she asked me how my weekend had been, and we began to talk. After some conversation, I learned that she had previously served a service mission on Temple Square as an administrative assistant to the Brethren. In addition, after her mission was over, she had taken at job in the Church Office Building helping manage finances for the construction of temples. She remarked that she remembered when they had worked on the Ft. Lauderdale temple, which I had visited a few years ago during its open house.
I was amazed that at 1 am in the morning, in a dismal brick room of gloomy lights and chaotic cords, I had come across an amazing human being who had accomplished so many things after only 23 years of life. I had never even imagined that this seemingly normal young lady, working as a simple concessions clerk, would have associated daily with the highest leaders of the church. What impressed me the most, however, was that Karisa spoke of her experiences in all humility, never boasting about her service.
While most of us will never have the blessing of associating personally with the prophet and apostles, I believe that many of us will have the chance to take part in marvelous things of great significance. We would do well to be like Karisa and acknowledge these opportunities as blessings sent from God, instead of accomplishments wrought by our own merits.
“Which of you by taking thought can add one cubit unto his stature?” (3 Nephi 13:27)
The Savior, when a rich young ruler referred to him as “Good Master”, responded, “Why callest thou me good? there is none good but one, that is, God” (Matthew 19:16-17). And when others praised Him for His miracles, He probably humbly replied, “The Son can do nothing of himself, but what he seeth the Father do” (John 5:19).
Let us follow the example of humility set forth by Jesus Christ. Furthermore, let us treat the seemingly ordinary people with whom we associate as sons and daughters of God.
It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest and most uninteresting person you can talk to may one day be a creature which, if you saw it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship… It is in the light of these overwhelming possibilities, it is with the awe and the circumspection proper to them, that we should conduct all our dealings with one another… There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal… Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbor is the holiest object presented to your senses.
(C. S. Lewis)
As we begin to see our brothers and sisters as miraculous children of a Heavenly King, we will have the capacity to love more fully and we will be filled with appreciation for the beauty of all of God’s creations.