I loved Devin G. Durrant's talk this General Conference! I made a commitment to "ponderize" a scripture a week, which I'll be posting about on this blog.
For week one, I actually chose two scriptures, based on an experience I had.
Sunday evening, I was reminded of something that really pulled on my heart strings. Whenever I'm feeling sad or down or like I'm going through a stretching experience, a scripture often comes to my mind.
D&C 121:10 "Thou art not yet as Job..." meaning even though things are hard, people have been tested and tried more than you and basically, it could be worse!
I really love the story of Job.
God allows Satan to tempt Job, a very righteous man, as much as he can to see if Job will be true and faithful. Job is rejected, loses his family, is deserted by his wife, becomes very painfully ill - covered in boils, is financially ruined...basically anything bad that can happen does. People tell him to curse God, but he doesn't, although he struggles and questions why he was even born. He learns, endures and is chastised. In the end, he is blessed with great blessings, more than he'd ever had before, and dies happy.
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William Blake - Job Rebuked by his Friends ayay.co.uk |
Anyway, I woke up around 4:45 AM (from a really good dream too...) with pain that I periodically get. It was really, really bad. It used to be this bad frequently when I was younger, but in recent years much more manageable. I took some medicine immediately. I contorted into a few different positions trying to alleviate the pain a little. I knew the medicine would probably kick in within a few minutes, so all I had to do was hang in there and wait it out.
Pretty soon I'd moved into my bathroom. I laid there shivering on the cold floor. I was in so much pain. I tried not breathing too much. I tried moving around, then tried staying very still. I prayed my heart out. I prayed not to vomit. I prayed for just a moment of relief that sometimes came from the blinding pain that helped me feel like relief was coming. They were very rare this particular night. I prayed to be okay. I tried to hang on to the thought that I knew I would be just fine, and this wouldn't last forever. It might seem dramatic, but when you are in intense pain, it can be very hard to form cohesive thoughts. As minutes passed and the pain got worse, my thoughts got very short. I didn't pray for help by the hour, or by the minute. It was just to get me through that second. I pleaded every second, trusting that Heavenly Father knew what I needed. Eventually, I became more aware of my surroundings. Feelings of nausea softened. Around 5:30 I made it back to my room and took more medicine. Exhausted, I pulled covers over my freezing body and instantly fell asleep.
I woke up early in the morning with a huge amount of peace in my heart. I could feel my pillow against my body. I could feel it from the outside, the pain inside had totally subsided. I smiled and started praying in gratitude, humbled to remember how I came to learn in moments like that to depend so fully on my Heavenly Father.
I remembered a scripture that had entered my head the night before while I was lying helpless on the bathroom floor.
Ether 12:27 "And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then I will make weak things become strong unto them."
I was reminded that the small problem that had made me feel stretched previously that evening was really not that bad. That there are always worse things than what we are going through. :) That I would choose my small problems because it could always be worse. That God is merciful and will save us when we call out to him, even if he lets us suffer and be refined. It fills my heart with so much love and gratitude for my Father in Heaven. This week, I will be ponderizing on how I am not yet as Job (
D&C 121:10 ). How things could be far, far worse and my life is very blessed! How God, in His mercy, gives unto me weakness, that I can be humble; and with faith and humility, and through His grace, He can make weak things become strong unto me (
Ether 12:27).