About a month and a half ago, during our Stake Conference, Ruby started getting restless and somewhat disruptive. So as to not distract from the Spirit which was present in the meeting, John took it upon himself to remove her from the chapel. A short period after they had returned to their seats, John leaned over and recounted to me what had just happened while he and Ruby had been out in the hall. In an attempt to calm her down he had picked her up in his arms and began walking down the hall and into the vacated Young Women's room. He wandered over to a picture of Christ that was hanging on the wall and turned Ruby's body so that she was facing the painting. Ruby looked at it, and immediately proclaimed "Sheshus". Her whole face, and especially her eyes, lit up when she saw Him. John was floored and couldn't wait to get back to tell me what had just happened. I was equally as floored especially because we had never taught her that before. Sure we talk a lot about Christ in our home as we strive to pattern our lives after His. We pray, we read our scriptures, we hold regular Family Home Evenings (but mostly after we've put Ruby down for the night), we even have multiple pictures of Christ hanging up in our home. So hopefully through example, we have taught our daughter some things about The Savior; but never before had we actually displayed His picture in front of her for the sole purpose of teaching her who He was...she just knew. All on her own, she just knew.
Sure Ruby is young and has a hard time holding still in church, and many times I don't think that she even comprehends what is being taught; but this experience witnessed to me that she understands a lot more than we give her credit for. It wasn't that long ago that she left her Savior's presence, and I have no doubt that the veil must be a bit thinner for her than it is for me. I am so blessed to have this special little spirit in my home. She has taught me so much about Christ because she exudes His light. In fact, in the very same conference she taught me another valuable lesson. A few rows behind us were sitting a father and his daughter - who looked to be probably in her 20's. This girl seemed to bear the weight of the world on her shoulders. She seemed sad, and lonely. She was wearing big baggy jeans, and a big baggy t-shirt. Her hair appeared to be dyed black, and was cut super short, except for the middle section - which was formed into a perfectly styled mohawk. Her makeup too, was black, and especially dark and heavy around her eyes. She had multiple piercings, not just lining the lobes and outer parts of her ears, but also her lips, nose, and eyebrows. I tried not to stare at her when I saw her. I tried not to judge. In fact, I was pleased that I made eye contact with her and then offered a smile. But Ruby, my dear sweet Ruby, walked straight up to the Girl - who was sitting on an isle seat, and put her little hand on the girl's leg, and then looked up while patting her leg, and said "HI" with a bright beaming smile. The girl smiled, too. I learned a lesson from my 15 month old daughter that day. I learned that to the Lord, we are all of infinite worth. It doesn't matter what we look like on the outside. It doesn't matter the decisions we've made in our life. It doesn't matter if we're rich or poor. The Lord is no respecter of persons. He loves the sinner as He does the saint; and we need to do the same - love unconditionally as the Savior does, and as little children do. It's no wonder that He taught us to become as a little child. Children are pure, innocent, without guile, full of love, and alive in Christ. That's what my Ruby girl reiterated to me that day...and, well, every day. I thank the Lord for her.
She loves seeing pictures of Christ now, and pointing Him out while exclaiming "Sheshus"! In fact, the other night, we were in an LDS bookstore, and she was reciting His name at every turn as there were several pictures of Him on display throughout. John and I were just beaming with pride.