Sunday Will Come

I know I have not posted in FOREVER, as many of my family members remind me of often. Life has been insanely busy. Steve and I are expecting a little girl in May! For any of you who have had the joy of being around me while pregnant totally understand how fun I am right now with two months left!

Last week I had two different people come up to me and wanted some advice. Both of them had good friends who were suddenly widows at a very young age with kids. I felt so helpless for these women. Every situation is different, every one is unique in their own way. For me, I turned to the Lord by reading my scriptures and talks from the apostles. I am fortunate enough to go around and speak to the youth about trusting and turning to the Lord during difficult times. This last weekend I spoke to two different group of youths. I share mine and Rob's journal entries during his sickness. I share what scriptures and talks helped me the most during the most difficult time in my life.

I have many favorite scriptures and conference talks! I am not sure if I had shared this story before, so if I have, I'm sorry.

We buried Rob on a Friday. Sunday morning Jake (9 at the time) came into my room and asked where's daddy? I was confused by his question. I said, Jake remember he was buried on Friday. He looked at me again and said, no where's daddy? It's been three days, where's daddy? I finally realized what Jake meant. I grabbed him and hugged him as he said to me Jesus was resurrected in three days, it's been three days, where's daddy? I was so impressed by the faith of my son, his understanding of the scriptures and his knowledge of our resurrected Savior. I just hugged him and cried. I told him, yes Jake your daddy will be resurrected, just not today. He will be made whole again, he will be able to walk again, he just won't be resurrected for awhile.

In October 2006 General Conference, Elder Joseph B Wirthlin gave a wonderful talk called Sunday Will Come. http://lds.org/ensign/2006/11/sunday-will-come?lang=eng Here is my favorite part from his talk:

"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."

I want everyone to know everyone to know this is true. I know Sunday will come. I know that no matter our grief, no matter our pain, as we turn to the Lord that is where we can find peace and comfort.