Hope

Jake and I were able to go to the Carl Bloch exhibit at BYU. Amazing. Definitely an inspired man. My favorite painting was this one entitled 'The Daughter of Jairus'. So beautiful. Its been on my mind ever since I saw it. So I thought I'd share my thoughts. Lucky people:)

The detail in the painting is beautiful. I wish you could see the full size. The mother is weeping over her daughter who just died. This comes, I would imagine, after a long night of struggling and praying. I'm sure at this moment the mother feels grief and despair at having lost her daughter. But then you look to the right corner of the picture and see Hope. The Savior and a disciple walking into the house, the morning sunlight shining behind them. So beautiful.

This is what I think of when I'm having a rough day. When the night seems so dark. When it seems as if morning will never come. Just when you think you can't take it anymore, the Savior is there to lift us. I admit that I lose sight of this often. Its hard to remember when I'm in the middle of it all. Sometimes it seems as if the clouds have gathered above me and the light will never come. But it does. It always does. I like to think that if I have faith, one day, just when I think I can't take it anymore and all is lost, the Savior will arrive. The Light will come. There is always Hope.