Held in God’s Hands

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My Daily Musings-June 25th, 2026

Why do bad things happen to good people? Why does God sometimes seem to simply watch as we suffer?

Those are difficult questions, and I don’t know all the answers.

Listening to the audiobook Flying in Love by Chalon Linton, one of the characters asked this very question while his mother was dying of cancer. It made me think about my own life and the chronic illnesses I live with every day. While I have never faced something as terrifying as cancer, I do know what it feels like to struggle through hard days, to grieve the things my body can no longer do, and to sometimes battle feelings of darkness and discouragement.

So what keeps me going?

It is my faith that I am in God’s hands.

I believe that our Heavenly Father loves us deeply and is aware of every struggle we face. He knows our hearts, our fears, and the tears we cry when no one else sees them. While I may never fully understand why certain trials come into my life, I do believe that our challenges can shape us, refine us, and strengthen our faith if we allow them to.

Most of all, I believe I am never alone. Jesus Christ walks beside us in our suffering. Because of His Atonement, He understands every pain, every fear, every moment of exhaustion and weakness. He has felt it all.

Have you ever wondered why God allows suffering? And in your hardest moments, where have you felt His love and presence?

Even when the answers don’t come, I find peace in knowing that I am held in the hands of a loving Father and a compassionate Savior.

Together in the Light

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My Daily Musings-June 8th, 2026

I was listening to an episode of the Latter-day Lights podcast and heard a simple idea that stayed with me: white light is made up of all the visible colors of light combined.

That made me think about us.

We are all different—different backgrounds, cultures, experiences, and perspectives. Yet each of us carries a light that matters. What if those differences aren’t meant to divide us, but to complete the picture? What if we were meant to shine together the way colors unite to form something greater than themselves?

Do we sometimes forget that our differences were designed with purpose? And what could change in our families, communities, and world if we chose to see each other’s light instead of focusing on what separates us?

I believe our Heavenly Father loves each of us individually and intentionally created us as we are. When we unite our light instead of letting differences in religion, politics, or life circumstances pull us apart, we can become something powerful—a collective force of goodness and hope in this world.