Dear Readers,
I hope that you all had a wonderful Easter.OUr was wonderful, but as I reflected this Easter Sunday I was reminded that many of our dear friends and family member have had some trying times these last few months, weeks, and even days. I was reminded of one of my favorite Easter messages. I realize that this message is likely not comforting to many, it wont bring jobs back, make things easier, or lighten the load in anyway, but to me this message is one of hope, and I think that we can all use a little bit of that despite our current situations. As a preface, I heard this message several years ago when hope, and I would even say faith were attributes that I was lacking, things were a little bit rough, this message helped show me the light at the end of the tunnel, and the divine gifts I had been given. I realize that this message will not hold the same meaning for you that it holds for me, but I hope it can enrich your day in some way. I have included my favorite sections.
Sunday Will Come- Joseph B. Wirthlin, October 2006
In all the history of the world there have been many great and wise souls, many of whom claimed special knowledge of God. But when the Savior rose from the tomb, He did something no one had ever done. He did something no one else could do. He broke the bonds of death, not only for Himself but for all who have ever lived—the just and the unjust.When Christ rose from the grave, becoming the firstfruits of the Resurrection, He made that gift available to all. And with that sublime act, He softened the devastating, consuming sorrow that gnaws at the souls of those who have lost precious loved ones.
I think of how dark that Friday was when Christ was lifted up on the cross.
On that terrible Friday the earth shook and grew dark. Frightful storms lashed at the earth.
Those evil men who sought His life rejoiced. Now that Jesus was no more, surely those who followed Him would disperse. On that day they stood triumphant.On that day the veil of the temple was rent in twain. Mary Magdalene and Mary, the mother of Jesus, were both overcome with grief and despair. The superb man they had loved and honored hung lifeless upon the cross.
On that Friday the Apostles were devastated. Jesus, their Savior—the man who had walked on water and raised the dead—was Himself at the mercy of wicked men. They watched helplessly as He was overcome by His enemies.On that Friday the Savior of mankind was humiliated and bruised, abused and reviled. It was a Friday filled with devastating, consuming sorrow that gnawed at the souls of those who loved and honored the Son of God.
I think that of all the days since the beginning of this world's history, that Friday was the darkest.
But the doom of that day did not endure.
The despair did not linger because on Sunday, the resurrected Lord burst the bonds of death. He ascended from the grave and appeared gloriously triumphant as the Savior of all mankind.
And in an instant the eyes that had been filled with ever-flowing tears dried. The lips that had whispered prayers of distress and grief now filled the air with wondrous praise, for Jesus the Christ, the Son of the living God, stood before them as the firstfruits of the Resurrection, the proof that death is merely the beginning of a new and wondrous existence.
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.
http://www.lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-646-11,00.html
*for almost 5 years I have heard this song multiple times a day... I will miss it in New York.
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