While at church I saw other disciples assiduously involved in worship. Some were so involved in their prayer they had no awareness for those surrounding them. Yet many made a point to acknowledge other members studying with them and sharing their gospel. Warm pleasantries were shared with a nod, smile or wave. Everyone took comfort in knowing the other was there with a common belief and a higher purpose in mind.
This Hondo was filled with the spirit of the devoted bearing their testimony. I stood up, enlightened and empowered with the burning in my bosom, and contributed to the congregation. I gave witness to my firm conviction in this doctrine by bearing my soul to the parishioners. While deep in Kensho I felt the presence of a higher power and felt absolution.