“Hey there dark cloud,
why did you take my sun away?
I don’t want to see you,
I don’t want to see you today.”
adversity
Helaman 5:12
Today I thought of a scripture in the Book of Mormon. It is the fatherly advice given by a concerned father to his two sons. They lived in a time when society chose to increasingly separate and distance themselves from the commandments of the Lord. His main advice can be summed up in one word: remember.
The Transforming Power of Faith and Character
by Richard G. Scott
This was actually not the talk I was looking for. But after reading it I thought, “oooh, this is good too.” So I’m sharing this one.
The Toll We Pay
I didn’t think I could do it.
I thought that I would fail.
To my surprise I did it.
I survived this dreadful tale.
I’m stronger than I thought.
I didn’t even fall.
But now around my heart
I had to build a wall.
I can survive anything.
But what will be the cost?
Is it worth remaining
if my soul is lost?
Is that the toll we pay
just for getting older?
The heart continues beating
but everyday grows colder.
© 2014 ck’s days
Pacing
Anxiety and worry
I tend to wear on my shoulder
Still I carry on
like a frightened soldier.
Sleep will not come
for the troubled and concerned heart.
The load is heavy
when adversity will not part.
A rut in the floor
will be impressed soon enough
as I search for answers
primarily filled with love.
Answers elude me
when I try to find them alone.
This is more than
I can ever do on my own.
My troubles make me
pace a thousand times or more
but no peace comes
until my knees hit the floor.
The answer comes,
“Your troubles I will keep.
Rest now child,
it is time for you to sleep.”
© 2013 ck’s days
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Wyoming Rain
I wanted to go for a bike ride
but I waited around.
Then the sky turned dark
and the rain came down.
The lesson of the pearl
Our two choices
Trials
What Will This Trial Make of Me?
You have to admit –
it’s overwhelming –
this task you are asking of me.
The burden is great –
all on my shoulders –
the outcome I can’t clearly see.
This has the power –
to break my faith –
and make my beating heart turn tough.
Or the opposite –
will happen inside –
and this will make my heart buff.
This is a hard test –
a sure dilemma –
what will this trial make of me?
Will I be better?
Or will I break apart?
My response defines who I will be.
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