Last Friday we had a school talent show and someone sang a song from Rigaletto. I haven't seen the movie in a long time (keep that in mind), but I remember wearing out Jenn's CD whenever I visited. I enjoy the story and the music and sang along in the audience as the little girl sang on stage.
I was thinking about the story yesterday and debated whether or not I should write about my thoughts here. In the story there is a rich hermit who moves to a poor town with many sick, crippled and invalid. Strange things start happening and when tragedy strikes the hermit is blamed for the misfortunes of the townspeople. In reality the hermit has been the hero, but the townspeople fail to see this until it is too late.
The song that was sung at the talent show was "[Won't Someone] Let Me In" Many times in my life I have felt like the words of that song. Won't someone let me in? When in reality I was ostracizing myself. I was keeping myself out. I was like the townspeople who blamed the hermit for their troubles and failed to see the help all around me. I had to be willing to reach out. There is a scripture that our stake president is fond of quoting in the Doctrine and Covenants 88:32&33 it has a connection for me and I hope that perhaps you will see it too.
. . .to enjoy that which they are willing to receive, because they were not willing to enjoy that which they might have received.
For what doth it profit a man if a gift is bestowed upon him, and he receive not the gift? Behold, he rejoices not in that which is given unto him, neither rejoices in him who is the giver of the gift.
Those are my thoughts as raw as they are. . . I am not going to summarize or editorialize any further than that. I am sure that this post may be foggy, incoherent, and incomplete, but if you know me then you know that is how I operate. Knowing how much sleep I had last night might help you feel sorry for me rather than embarrassment.