The Master Healer

Held While Healing

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Backstory:
While listening to the audiobook, The Lumber Baron’s Wife by Lynn Austin, I was intrigued by the story of one of the main characters because she and her husband lost their 3 young children to illness. She said that she didn’t think that she had healed from that grief. This made me wonder to myself, “How do we know if we have been healed from grief, loss, trauma or just the hard trials we face in this life?” This made me think that a physical scar like a cut eventually heals and fades and we can’t see it anymore. But emotional scars take longer to heal and sometimes they don’t fade as fast or at all. But because of the Atonement of Jesus Christ, we can heal from those times and feel hope to move on. 

Held While Healing

We have physical scars that fade over time,
And we can’t see them anymore so we think we are fine.
Then we experience hard losses and trauma in this life,
That take much longer to heal and cause us great strife,

Some days, we feel more healing has been done in our heart
And that we could move on and make a fresh new start.
We feel that the emotional weight has lifted off our shoulder,
So that our heart doesn’t feel like it is carrying a huge boulder.

Then other days, we might feel that our heart is broken
Because of the emotional toll of the words that are unspoken.
We might feel alone and like no one knows the trials we face,
And we wish we could be in a better emotional space.

Those are the times when we need to feel hope,
And that we are understood so we can more easily cope.
Just when we are feeling the deepest despair,
That is when our Savior, Jesus Christ will be there.

He has felt all of our pains, sorrows and losses before,
And He knows because of those feelings, our heart can feel sore.
Jesus will help us feel better when we need to heal,
And He will carry us when our sorrows are real.

The Takeaway: When we experience emotional trials that take a toll on our heart and mind, we may wonder if we will ever feel hope again. But, there is always hope because of our Savior, Jesus Christ. He has felt all of our sorrows and losses and only He can help us heal from those scars. 

Watch the YouTube short of this poem here:https://www.youtube.com/shorts/AFGmFH5x8Pk

Hands Strong Enough to Carry Us

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My Daily Musings-May 13th, 2026

“Leave it all in the Hands that were wounded for you.” — Elisabeth Elliot

Some days the burdens we carry feel impossibly heavy. We wonder how much longer we can keep going or how we will ever make it through the weight of grief, fear, disappointment, or exhaustion. But maybe we were never meant to carry those burdens alone.

I love the reminder in this quote that the very hands reaching toward us are the hands that were wounded for us. Jesus Christ understands every sorrow, every heartache, and every struggle because He already carried them in Gethsemane and on the cross. What would happen if we truly trusted Him enough to place our worries into His hands? How would our hearts change if we remembered we do not have to walk through life alone?

Faith does not always remove the burden immediately, but it does mean we have a Savior willing to help us carry it. As we reach for Him, He can lighten the load and give us strength for one more step forward.

Strength Spoken From Afar

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Backstory:
A Roman centurion — an outsider to the covenant people — approached Jesus with a plea for someone he loved dearly. He understood authority. He knew that when a command was spoken, it was done. So he asked for no touch, no visit, no visible proof. “Speak the word only,” he said, believing Christ’s power was not limited by distance. And Jesus marveled at him. Not because he had perfect circumstances. Not because he was strong. But because he believed.

Strength Spoken From Afar

We all have trials that break open our soul,
Leaving us wondering if we will ever be whole.
There are days when we struggle to take one more step, 
Weary from burdens and the tears we have kept.

Some days are easier to keep moving on
Hiding the ache until the shadows are gone.
We wonder if others could see through the mask, 
Would they reach out to help with the weight of our task?

The Savior who healed in the pages of old, 
Still offers us peace that has never grown cold. 
Though He may not be here for our eyes to perceive, 
He dwells in the hearts of all those who believe.

We only need reach out our hands to His light, 
To find His compassion in the depth of our night. 
Through every dark valley and the storms that we face, 
He lifts up our heads with the strength of His grace.

So if there are days when you’re tempted to doubt, 
When the pain is so heavy you just want to shout— 
Remember the One who has loved you so much, 
Is healing your heart with His heavenly touch.

The Takeaway: Some days our bodies are weak. Some days our hearts are unsure. Some days we wonder if we can keep going one more hour. But the same Savior who healed from afar still speaks strength into weary souls. He does not need to stand physically in the room to be present. He does not need to remove the struggle to sustain us through it. When we feel we cannot take another step, perhaps our prayer can simply be: “Lord, speak the word only.” And trust that He will.

Tender Mercies While We Wait

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Backstory:
Abraham and Sarah were promised a son, but the promise didn’t come quickly. There were long years of waiting — years of watching others receive what they had prayed for. When Sarah laughed at the angel’s words, I imagine it was the sound of hope stretched thin. I understand that kind of waiting. There are miracles I have prayed for that have not come in the way I expected. Some days I still wonder if they ever will. But most days I try to be grateful for what I have and the every day tender mercies that come my way.

Tender Mercies While We Wait

Abraham and Sarah waited so long for their miracle to occur,
It was probably way longer than they would prefer.
However, they had no choice but to wait
And at times their hearts bore a heavy weight.

When the angel told them they would have a son in their old age,
Their first reaction was to laugh because it seemed funny at their stage.
They were finally blessed with a son
And their long wait was done.

We sometimes have to wait for blessings to come,
Even when we feel we’ve earned more than some.
Some have to wait a long time to get married,
And their dreams of that life might feel buried.

Some people like me, have to endure years of infertility
Even though they press through that time with dignity.
Some face every day with chronic illness
And they might doubt in the stillness.

Even though we have to wait longer than we would like to
We need to seek a higher, Heavenly view.
We should notice the every day tender mercies that come our way,
So that while we wait, our emotional sky won’t seem so gray.

The Takeaway: While we wait for the miracles we once imagined, we can learn to notice the quieter ones — the strength to keep going, the peace that steadies us, the kindness that arrives at just the right time. Maybe not all miracles change our circumstances. Some simply carry us through them.

When the Lord Weighs the Heart

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My Daily Musings-March 2nd, 2026

Proverbs 16:2 says, “All the ways of a man are clean in his own eyes; but the Lord weigheth the spirits.”

We are so familiar with scales. We step on them and instantly measure ourselves. Sometimes we feel discouraged. Sometimes relieved. Sometimes defined by a number.

But what if the truest weighing isn’t about numbers at all?

The Lord weighs our spirits.

He sees the thoughts we wrestle with, the quiet prayers we whisper, the intentions behind our imperfect efforts. He knows what we think about ourselves. He knows how we feel inside.

When He weighs us, does He measure us by comparison? By performance? By our worst day?

No. He weighs with compassion.

He sees the trying. The repenting. The desire to do good. And His mercy is always greater than our shortcomings.

While we may measure ourselves by what we lack, the Lord measures us by our hearts — and He always does so in love.