Sunday, October 22, 2006

Sunday Will Come

One of my good friends from high school just lost her younger brother in a tragic car accident last night. He was a senior in high school and the loss, as always, was sudden and abrupt. It made me think about the people in my own life. It made me realize their important role and reminded me to not take anything for granted. It also reminded me of a talk given in this last session of General Conference of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Elder Wirthlin spoke of dealing with his own grief and gave wonderful advice. It's a wonderful article and all I can say to her is Sunday will come. Here is an excerpt from the talk:
"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.
"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.

2 comments:

Leslie said...

that's beautiful Mindy. I don't remember that talk, but those are very comforting words. If you've been through the loss of a loved one, sometimes it seems like you'll never escape the sadness. I hope your friend's family finds peace in being together, sometimes that's all you've got. Thanks for the inspiration!

Natalie* said...

I totally remember that talk - most so because of his emphasis at the end - Sunday will come - and I paused for a moment and though of when in my own life, I will need to remember those words. Isn't great to know that we always know where to turn when we need inspiration - we just need to have our ears and hearts open.

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