Today while getting my teeth cleaned (for the first time in over 5 years, sigh), I couldn't help but think that a good teeth cleaning reminds me of my baptism.
When I was baptized I felt so clean and whole and light and wonderful. I didn't want to ever, ever again do anything bad so that I could always be that clean and happy.
Just like after a cleaning I kind of don't want to ever eat or drink again so that my teeth will stay so clean and smooth.
Of course, it's not meant to be. I have to eat (quickly, too. I was starving before the visit was even over). And I get to live--which means sins and imperfections keep being part of my life. But, it was good to remember my baptism. Good to remember how it feels to be clean. Fortunately, I can feel clean many times over. And I happen to really like my teeth.
1 comment:
I loved this analogy I can't think of a better one. I feel exactly the same.
Love,
Aunt Tamara
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