by: Norberto Betita

However, some among the faithful tried to find strength from the weight of their very own burdens and slowly trail and even crawl their way up the lonely road of failures and trials to rise above their storms to see the sunshine. They tried to find joy and happiness while struggling to cross the boisterous and tempestuous blizzards of life. These enduring souls have developed the faith that no matter the darkest nights of their lives there will come the elegant sunlit of a dawning day. They believed that they have to find time to win their painful battles in order to live on and find relief. They trust in the Holy One to carry them through away from their besieged conditions.

In times of severity however, I felt that my person becomes very much limited and most often inadequate. For years my dear wife has to patiently take both her maternal role and part of my role as provider in order to find balance in accomplishing our common goals and the ultimate welfare of the family. The gravities I encountered of my afflictions require money, time and effort and physical attention. I am grateful that my wife is ever always by my side to attend to me and assist in finding temporary supplementary resources to cover whatever inadequacies that result from the unfailing demands of my illness. Time and again I realized I have to be dependent on the Lord for help. I developed the faith that without Him I am totally nothing. I came to know that He will never forsake one faithful soul who comes to Him in earnest prayer.
In times of my severest conditions, I sometimes feel that I am somehow forsaken of the Lord, although in actuality I am not. During such daunting situations I am often lead to imagine myself in a setting where like the prophet Joseph Smith, in his most distressing experience at Liberty Jail, asks: “O, God where art thou, and where is the pavilion which covereth thy hiding place”(Doctrine & Covenants 121:1). Perhaps the feeling is impelled by the depths of my agony. Yet never did I attempt to question God that way. I am confident and most trustful of His promises. Instead I would plead; “if this be my lot, please allow me to know my place in thy kingdom should I ever endure my tests in mortality.” Then I found answers in my dreams, and sometimes through direct inspiration to read particular scriptures. That’s when I know that He is real and His presence can always be felt.
In times of my severest conditions, I sometimes feel that I am somehow forsaken of the Lord, although in actuality I am not. During such daunting situations I am often lead to imagine myself in a setting where like the prophet Joseph Smith, in his most distressing experience at Liberty Jail, asks: “O, God where art thou, and where is the pavilion which covereth thy hiding place”(Doctrine & Covenants 121:1). Perhaps the feeling is impelled by the depths of my agony. Yet never did I attempt to question God that way. I am confident and most trustful of His promises. Instead I would plead; “if this be my lot, please allow me to know my place in thy kingdom should I ever endure my tests in mortality.” Then I found answers in my dreams, and sometimes through direct inspiration to read particular scriptures. That’s when I know that He is real and His presence can always be felt.

In the prophecies of Isaiah I am reminded of the Lord’s comparing His life’s experiences in which He had “trodden the winepress alone,” “there was none to help,” “there was none to uphold” (see Isaiah 63:3, 5). Repeated in my thoughts was the Lord’s Gethsemane experience where while His beloved Apostles Peter, James and John took comfort in deep sleep, He personally suffered alone for the burdens of the sins of all mankind, where “…He tremble because of pain, bleed at every pore, and suffer both body and spirit” (Doctrine & Covenants 19:18). Then in the depth of unspeakable anguish, pleaded; “…O my Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me: nevertheless not as I will, but as thou wilt” (Matthew 26:39).

All along I realized I am not totally deserted as a result of my afflictions as did the Lord in His Atonement. I am not alone in my deepest agony. My wife and family are always beside me ever ready to help even in one most tender touch of the hand. And there is always that comforting assurance from God that He is always reachable on bended knees. Then I was even relieved as my reflections led me into the final chapter of Christ’s immense sufferings while hanging on the cross at Calvary.

Indeed, through all those long years of afflictions and trials I have come to feel as always the Lord’s promise: “I will not leave you comfortless: I will come to you.” (John 14:18). His promise is ever sure and absolutely clear: “…If a man love me, he will keep my words: and my Father will love him, and we will come unto him, and make our abode with him. Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid” (John 14:23,27). As sure as the sun rises in the morning, even in our deepest agony He will never leave us comfortless. He suffered that all of us might not suffer, and that through obedience, repentance and faith in Him we might find relief. He is ever willing to sustain us until our mortal probation is ended.