Whisperings

This morning I woke with a heavy heart. Hope was a fleeting thought. I went through the motions of the day and tried to keep my turmoil to myself.
I found in my church bag the magnets I had made for the lesson in relief society. The image of the child jumping for joy with the words REJOICE in the middle stood out in my mind. I struggled to take the message into my heart. I gave one to Kirsten my youngest daughter and told her to remember that there was much to rejoice over in the world. She smiled and her face lit up. She said in a tone of conviction.."I know." She then shared the experience she had the night before as she read her scriptures. She was reading in Alma where Amulek was teaching King Laman. He expressed his desire to know the truth of God. She took the message as "if someone who doesn't really know that God exists has such faith to know why do I...who all ready knows struggle to just believe?" She was so excited about the message she had received that during sacrament she was almost shaking with energy. She finally got up and bore her testimony about the message she had learned. It was a pure testimony one of truth and simplicity.
I felt the spirit whisper confirmation to me that my Savior is with me, that he loves me and that he knows my pain. the confirmation that I am strong enough to see this through to whatever end comes. The truth that I can only change myself, and in that process I will find the answers I am seeking and the peace that has recently eluded me. I could not deny what I was told and so in turn bore my own testimony of what I had learned from my daughter.

I heard the message....now I need to trust in it.