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Peace in Christ

 Shattering and broken I crumble to the floor 

How much longer must I endure? 

Every billowing second is a suffering cry 

Please Lord don't forger me don't pass me by 

My hands empty I have nothing to give 

Is my life even worthy do I have reason to live?

Fading into oblivion no longer can I see 

Please Lord take this pain from me

My child so deceived there is much you don't know 

Your suffering isn't punishment from it you will grow







I am sure we have all felt this way at some point, thus the inspiration for the poem. Amidst the suffering, it is hard to see the reason for the pain, I have felt this myself, I can think of a time right now. 


I decided to perform the song Peace in Christ in church, and had practiced many times, however things did not go as smooth as I had hoped they would. The day of my performance, my back began to cramp very badly, to the point I was gasping for air. This happened an hour before my musical number, and I was terrified that it would ruin the number. 

I lay there, pain rippling through my body, and as I laid, I felt an overwhelming power come over me, it was the love of the lord, he was offering me his peace. He did not cure my pain but because of my faith, I knew things would be okay, the musical number was perfect, and I was able to relate its divine words to my own life. 

Christ told Joseph Smith that his suffering would be but a small moment, and the same is for us, there is always a sunrise in the morning, if we can make it through the night. 

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