(December 11, 2013)
It is hard to read this, of all scriptures, on a day when I am suffering through a particularly large amount of pain. On the one hand, you would think this would be comforting to read on such a day – after all, my suffering was not as Joseph’s suffering. But, on the other hand, I am left with two pressures against me. The first is that I feel like my pain is intense, yet minimized by the comparison with his – trivialized, almost, despite its acuteness. Secondly, Joseph has the unshakable confidence that came from a life of service to the Father and the Christ who appeared to him. He knew what I am left to believe. He knew that his suffering would end in a triumphant and glorious resurrection. I believe that my suffering will end in resurrection. That uncertainty – that weakness in my testimony exposed in my suffering – has done more to disturb my mind than anything I could have imagined.
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