A BEAUTIFUL LIFE
Over the coarse of my life I have experienced pain. I have had blood clots in my leg and in my lungs, so painful that I could not walk, or carry my baby anywhere. I have had surgery to repair a ligament. I broke my foot in two places, not knowing I had done so, I continued to walk on it for a month. Broken my wrist, playing basketball, and so on. But this last year I experienced something different. I have never experienced such pain before. If you were to ask me today what word I would use to describe this past year I would most definitely say "PAIN".
The pain of abandonment, betrayal, and loneliness filled my heart and mind. Pain I didn't know would cause such torment of body and soul. When things first unraveled I was in shock and didn't believe what was happening. After a brief telephone conversation with my husband, I knew without a doubt there was nothing I could do, and it was indeed over. I knelt down beside my bed that night and prayed. I do not remember asking for us to be ok. I just remember telling my Heavenly Father what had happened and closed my prayer. I stayed on my knees waiting for peace, waiting for someone to wake me up and announce it was a dream. Instead my Heavenly Father responded to me. He first promised me that my life would be BEAUTIFUL, and asked that I let him take care of my husband. I climbed into bed and my son, still asleep, said "Mom, you are going to be ok, we will all be ok." My little 3 year old boy, brought me to tears. That was the first time I cried about what was happening. His sweet little spirit knew he needed to comfort me. That was the first sign my life would be BEAUTIFUL. At that time he seemed so big to me and then I look at this picture and realize he is so tiny, but his spirit is the giant I get to see every so often.
Before this last year I thought I had a pretty good understanding of the atonement and its purpose. It was for when I sinned and did things I shouldn't and to allow Christ to help me repent and come back into the presence of our Heavenly Father. Which, I might add, is true. However, that is NOT its sole purpose. He suffered our PAINS, our AFFLICTIONS, both spiritual and physical. Even writing this I am kind of like yeah, yeah. However, without the "PAIN" this last year I would not understand what pain our Savior really suffered and why he suffered it.
I remember it was sometime in October, and I was getting ready to go to a church activity. I was getting ready when all of a sudden this emotional pain hit. I started to cry and scream out in pain. It brought me to my knees. I felt terrible. I was consumed by this unbearable pain. I went into my closet and shut the door, fell to the ground and began crying out loud, saying "Why does this feel so terrible? Why am I having such a hard time with this? I don't think I can deal with this type of pain." At that point a voice whispered something that still brings me to tears, and makes my heart full of gratitude and humility at the sacrifice of my Savior in Gethsemane. He said "When your Savior suffered for you, he went into this same position. He knows how painful it is to experience what you are going through." I immediately stopped crying and stood up. I finished getting ready and went to the activity with less of a burden than I had had in months. I still look back at this moment as the moment my life shifted. Pain still existed, and frankly some days are still hard. But when I realized that my Savior had indeed suffered so I could get through my pain, my days didn't seem as dark.
I wrote in my journal: Ok, so here is what I am thinking. Maybe, my Savior died in his pain fulfilling the atonement so I wouldn't have to die in my pain, because he suffered greatly, even more than I can comprehend, allowing him to heal my suffering. Because he LOVED me. The love that fulfilled the atonement is what will heal my pain. Because it was for me.
(its kind of jumbled I know but I wanted to share the raw feelings I was feeling at that moment)
In the Hymn book, hymn number 85 "How Firm a Foundation" the third verse reads "Fear not I am with thee; oh be not dismayed, for I am thy God and will still give thee aid. I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. These words struck me as I realized, I was literally able to stand when I realized He was with me, He had been there before. He knew my PAIN, he understood the sorrow of my heart.
I testify that our Heavenly Father and Savior love us. That they send angels to walk with us daily. They guide us with loving hands and arms holding us up, strengthening us. It DOES NOT matter whether the pain we are suffering is because of things we have done or things others have done to us, they love us and desire to help us.
My life is indeed beautiful. It is nothing I imagined as a child, but it is more beautiful than I could have imagined. I have four beautiful, funny, intelligent little angels that I get to hold and walk with daily on this journey called life. I am excited for what the adventure our BEAUTIFUL lives will have in store for us.