Desire, Believe and then Ponder
“For it came to pass after I had desired to know the things that my father had seen, and believing that the Lord was able to make them known unto me, as I sat pondering in mine heart I was caught away in the Spirit of the Lord….And the Spirit said unto me: Behold, what desirest thou? And I said: I desire to behold the things which my father saw. And the Spirit said unto me: Believest thou that thy father saw the tree of which he hath spoken? And I said: Yea, thou knowest that I believe all the words of my father. And when I had spoken these words, the Spirit cried with a loud voice, saying: Hosanna to the Lord, the most high God: for he is God over all the earth, yea even above all….because thou believest in the Son of the most high God; wherefore, thou shalt behold the things which thou hast desired.” The Book of Mormon 1 Nephi 11:1-6
Hugh Nibley, fluent in over 15 languages, and a professor of religion, history and languages at BYU, has said that the above scripture is the key to any question we may have.
Radicalized and insane terrorism, random accidents that take another’s life, tiny children with health issues, beginning stages of Lewy Bodies that adult children must now try to comprehend–all of these and other events have affected me personally this past week. My mind and my spirit, like yours, tries to comprehend those things that seem incomprehensible.
As we enter into this beautiful Easter weekend, topics of death, resurrection and life after death are foremost in my mind. The beautiful and overwhelming experience I had with my mother’s death, the experience of being blessed to witness one I love so much transition from one stage to another in her life everlasting, is one I hold sacred and deep within. Not ready to publish about it on the internet, I will share that I know she’s free from pain, happy, cheerful, and has a great desire to assist those here on earth when she’s given the opportunity.
As grandchildren and great grandchildren learn of the cold reality of death they can also learn, as did Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin, that Sunday Will Come.
“Each of us will have our own Fridays—those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our world lie littered about us in pieces. We all will experience those broken times when it seems we can never be put together again. We will all have our Fridays. But I testify to you in the name of the One who conquered death—Sunday will come. In the darkness of our sorrow, Sunday will come. No matter our desperation, no matter our grief, Sunday will come. In this life or the next, Sunday will come.”
Desire, believe, and ponder to find the answers you are seeking. I have found them in my faith in Jesus Christ.