Ronald T. Halverson
Afternoon session,
Sunday, October 4, 1998
Several years ago I interviewed a young woman for a temple
recommend to receive her own endowment and to be married and sealed for
time and all eternity. As I completed the interview and signed the
recommend, tears were streaming down her cheeks. I said, "Please share
with me your feelings." Then she told me the following story.
Since her youth she had sought to find truth and direction in her
life. She had yearned to find peace and happiness, but no matter where
she looked, she could not find it. It had come to a point where she was
very distraught, assuming there was really nothing in life that had true
meaning or was fulfilling. In this frame of mind, one evening while
visiting a dear friend and recounting her concerns and despair she said:
"I looked behind the sofa where I was sitting to the bookshelf. My eyes
fell upon a particular volume, and a compelling feeling came over me. I
knew I needed to find out what was written on its pages."
She took the book from the shelf and read the title, the Book of
Mormon. She asked her friend where she had received it. Her friend
indicated that two young missionaries stopped her on the street and gave
her the book but only after a commitment to read it. Due to a lack of
time, she had just put it on the shelf.
"I started to read," she said. "I could not put it down." A
feeling came over her that she had never felt before. Her friend told
her that she could take the book with her. She went home and continued
to read through the night. The next morning she went into the streets
looking for the two young missionaries. It didn't take long to find
them. They agreed to teach her the gospel, and in a few weeks she was
baptized a member of the Church.
Through her tears, she explained that since that day she had found
a joy and inner peace that she never dreamed possible.
Living in a small town with few members and even fewer
opportunities to marry in the Church, she didn't dare hope that she
might one day marry in the temple. But she felt it was through the
guidance of the Holy Spirit that she met a young man while vacationing
in another country. He was a member of the Church and honored his
priesthood. They had fallen in love, and he had asked her to marry him
in the temple. The realization that she could now go to the house of the
Lord and be sealed for time and all eternity brought joy to her soul and
feelings of thankfulness and gratitude that were overwhelming and
impossible to describe.
"I continue to ask myself," she said, "why me? Why me? I am so
blessed."
Her humble, sweet spirit and testimony touched me deeply. As she
left, we both shed tears of joy and appreciation.
I have often thought of that experience, and each time I do, it
brings a deep feeling of gratitude for our Savior and what He has done
for us, for the price that He paid to make it possible for each one of
us to find inner peace in a troubled world.
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