A brief story to explain my thoughts;
I work for an international company that does well north of $1 billion dollars a year in business. For the last four years they have been trying to secure a high profile job in the Middle East. They finally received the order at the beginning of this year and we delivered the goods in June. They were installed July/August and commissioned in September. Due to faulty installation and configuration the system never worked properly and was very unstable. This was very concerning for many people. It became worse and worse until I spent almost three straight days on the phone a couple weeks ago with local people in the Middle East trying to get the system stable.
We were treading water, not moving forward but not sinking. The customer was getting very frustrated and the deal was in jeopardy. This had the potential to kill the majority of further business in the entire Middle East. One day I was thinking about it and came up with a plan. By making a slight change in the concept of operations, I could bring the system into a stable state and make it function in a way that would satisfy the requirements. I thought long and hard about it and was confident enough to take the idea to my boss. He liked the idea and scheduled conference calls to explain to everyone we had an idea to fix the system and would begin implementing it locally to test, then deploying it. That was Thursday the 30th. Friday the 31st when I arrived at work there was an urgent message. Apparently the entire system had crashed during the night. My boss asked me if I was confident in my plan, I answered in the affirmative and he told me to skip the testing and book a ticket.
I thought about it all weekend, and Monday morning when I arrived at work, I consulted with my team, everyone was confident in my proposed fix. A couple hours later I was on my way to the airport.
About three hours into my twenty-two hour flight I had a realization. There was one variable I had not considered, this variable had the capacity to collapse my whole idea. There I sat on the plane, going over in my head the plan, again and again, only now considering this variable. I needed my laptop to be able to see if this variable would come into play but could not get to it. I landed in Europe and barely had enough time to make my connecting flight and not enough time to check. Once the plane took off, I opened up my lap top and quickly determined this variable was going to pull the rug out from under my plan, actually, I now had no plan. I was sick to my stomach. The plane landed at 0130, I went to my hotel and laid on the bed. I had a meeting at the private residence of a member of the Royal Family in less than 10 hours...and I had nothing to tell them.
Long story short, the trip was scheduled to last 4 days. Due to unforeseen complications that cost me 4 days, the trip turned out to be 8 days. During the down times while waiting for parts/services I had time to think and to pray. It was in these times of unexpected solitude that prayers were answered and inspiration came. I devised a plan that was better than the one I had originally come up with.
That's the background, now the question.During some of these down times, while the system was beginning to come together and work better than originally anticipated, and I was beginning to have a vision for the system, I would come back to the hotel room, with my heart full. I knew that the fact progress was being made had nothing to do with me. I was so full of gratitude to my God that I wanted to express it to Him. But how? I did not know. Many cultures/religions incorporate singing and dancing or other forms of activity into their worship, but what about the mormons? We are told not even to ask people to follow along in their scriptures during sacrament meeting because it might be "disruptive". What are we suppose to do to worship? I was born and raised in the mormon church "the one true church" and I have no idea how to worship God. I ended up finding some good, live christian concerts on YouTube and blaring them while singing along and dancing in the hotel room, with tears streaming down my face. It was the only way I could find to express my gratitude in a way that meant more than a hollow prayer. This is not the first time I have felt a prayer of gratitude was not enough, but this was probably the most acute.
Lehi had the spirit, he would fall asleep and dream dreams. Mormon, Moroni, and Captain Moroni had the spirit, they would go out and fight wars. Mormons tend to shy away from the Mormon and Moroni[s] type of spirit and focus on Lehi's. In doing that, how are we suppose to worship the Lord our God?
