To The Breaking Point
When I read Mormon's writings it makes me want to cry. There is one verse in particular that pulls at my heart.
"Behold, I had led them...and had loved them...and my soul had been poured out in prayer unto my God all the day long for them..." (Mormon 3:12)
It must have been so discouraging to lead and love and pray for a people who wanted to choose a path that would lead to devastating consequences.
And yet, he didn't stop. He never gave up.
He continued to lead and love and pray.
I wonder if you have ever experienced a Mormon moment?
A time when you have loved and prayed for someone and yet for all your effort it seems that a change is not forthcoming...and maybe never will.
I know someone like that.
Last night she was super discouraged.
She has spent more than her fair share of time on her knees...in prayer.
Her heart has been stretched to the breaking point...with love unconditional.
It had been a bad day, and a bad weekend, and a bad week, and really a whole bad month.
She texted a friend and said she was planning on a bad tomorrow just so she wouldn't be disappointed.
That friend replied,"Don't make yesterday's trials spill into tomorrow. Tomorrow needs to always be a hopeful word. Always. Don't give it away to despair."
I found out about the conversation this afternoon. I happened to be doing a painting project with the one whose heart is stretching. As we painted I noticed there was something written on her hand.
"What is that?" I asked.
"It's hope." She replied simply.
Hope that this day would be better.
We all have bad days. Each of us has been on both sides of that story. We have been the one praying. We have also been the one someone is praying for.
This afternoon I learned a lesson.
It is important to lead, and love, and to pour our souls out in prayer.
But it is also important to never give up hope.
I don't know which side of the story you are on right now. But maybe when you climb into bed after saying your prayers tonight you could set aside the trial whatever it may be... don't let it spill over. Let tomorrow be filled with hope. Greet the sunrise with anticipation for good things to come.
If you're not sure if you can do it then grab a sharpie marker and print those four letters on your hand. As a reminder not to give this day away to despair.
Then every time you look down you will remember the promise every tomorrow brings.
One of His greatest mercies.