A Door in the Darkness

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My Daily Musings-April 1st, 2026

Sometimes we don’t realize how far we’ve wandered until we find ourselves in a place that feels dark, empty, and unfamiliar. Maybe we never meant to go that far. Maybe it happened slowly, one small step at a time.

I recently heard a line that stayed with me:
“I hit a door. I didn’t know that there was a door, but somehow in that dark nothingness, I fell against the door, and it opened for me.”

That image has stayed in my heart.

Even in our lowest, most broken places… there is a door.

We might not see it at first. We might not even know it’s there. But as we reach out—hesitantly, imperfectly—we find it. And when it opens, light pours in.

Jesus Christ is that door.

No matter how far we feel we’ve fallen, no matter how heavy the weight of our mistakes or regrets, we are never beyond His reach. He is not waiting for us to become perfect before we come—He is the way back. The only way.

This Holy Week, instead of letting discouragement take hold, we can choose hope. Because through Him, redemption is always possible. Through Him, we can return home.

Have you ever felt that moment when a “door” opened just when you needed it most?
What would it look like to reach for the Savior today, even in something small?

Because no matter where we are, He is still there—waiting, guiding, and inviting us to come home.

What Can I Give Back to Jesus?

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Backstory:
As Holy Week approached, I found myself reflecting more deeply on the Savior’s Atonement—not just as a beautiful, overarching act of love for the world, but as something deeply personal. I began to think about Gethsemane, the cross, and the Resurrection in a more intimate way: He didn’t just suffer for everyone—He suffered for me. That realization led me to a quiet question in my heart: If He gave everything for me, what can I give back to Him? This writing became my way of exploring that question—of remembering His sacrifice and considering how I can follow Him more intentionally in my everyday life.

What Can I Give Back to Jesus?

Jesus suffered in the Garden of Gethsemane for me,
He did this so from suffering I could be free.
He felt all of the pains and fatigue that my body feels every day,
And because of that, my love for Him is more than I can say.

In the Garden when He was suffering, He felt alone,
And because of Him, my worries and cares are never unknown.
He was beaten and afflicted by many people,
He felt it all so that my soul could feel peaceful.

Jesus carried His cross up the hill
So that my heart could be still.
When my burdens feel too heavy to bear,
He suffered so that I would know that He is always there.

He died on that cross and was laid in a tomb
So that hope could blossom and replace the gloom.
He rose again on the third day
So that my skies don’t need to feel gray.

So, what can I give back to the One who gave everything for me?
I can strive to be more forgiving so that I can feel free.
I can be more kind and loving to others
Because we are all sisters and brothers.

The Takeaway: Because of Jesus Christ, we are never alone in our pain, our struggles, or our imperfections. He chose to suffer for us with a full knowledge of who we are—and He loves us still. We can’t repay that kind of love, but we can respond to it. We can choose Him. We can strive to be more patient, more forgiving, more like Him. And when we fall short, we can keep coming back—because His grace was never meant to be a one-time gift, but a constant source of healing and hope.

The Courage to Keep Trying

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My Daily Musings-March 15th, 2026

Sometimes the hardest battles we fight are with ourselves.

There are days when I feel discouraged by my weaknesses. I have struggled with my temper for much of my life, and sometimes the smallest things can set me off—especially when I’m already tired or hurting. In those moments, I feel overwhelmed and wonder if I will ever truly change.

But then I remember something important.

No matter how hard I try on my own, I will always fall short. I’m human. None of us will be perfect in this life. That’s exactly why we need the Savior.

Because of Jesus Christ and His atoning sacrifice, failure is not the end of the story. When we fall, we can repent, stand up again, and keep trying. We may stumble again and again, but every effort to do better matters.

Maybe the goal isn’t perfection right now. Maybe the goal is simply not giving up.

What weakness do you sometimes feel discouraged about?
And how has the Savior helped you keep trying when change feels slow?