by President Henry B. Eyring

Enduring is such an ugly sounding word.  The name evokes images of white knuckles, exhaustion, and thoroughly being spent.  Just thinking of it makes me feel tired and worn out.

But enduring is about hoping even when we can’t see the road ahead.  It’s about knowing the path we are on will eventually have a clearing and we will have a grand view.  Enduring is knowing there is a rest coming and that rest will be more glorious than we can imagine.  It is holding on because even though we can’t see we still have trust.

Enduring is moving forward with trust and hope.

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