Capital God

The best lessons in Sunday School happen like the Spirit. The lesson listeth where it will. That is because they are inspired by the Spirit.

Last Sunday a verse I hadn’t noticed on a question I would never have thought of turned into 10 minutes filled with the presence of God.

A brother who speaks only Spanish and who has never participated was apparently reading along enough to know where we were. He raised his hand and painstakingly read Mormon 9:10 in Spanish. Why, he said, does it say god, lower case and then god, lower case, and then God, capital letter?

And now, if ye have imagined up unto yourselves a god who doth vary, and in whom there is shadow of changing, then have ye imagined up unto yourselves a god who is not a God of miracles.

I translated.

I said, Well, what do you all think?

Various interesting answers. Small d for imaginary. Small d for pagan. I translated them, he replied, I translated the reply.

Finally, one of a small crew of young men who are here for a few months on a construction project raised his hand.

It’s respect, he said. A God who is a God of Miracles is worthy of worship.

The Spirit was strong.

The Mexican brother nodded.