The Cure

As everyone (probably) knows, I'm a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. As such, I am as most saints are, a sinner, a repeated offender of disobeying what is good and right, yielding to my own weaknesses. I go through repenting process after repenting process. Why then?Why try? Why stay? Why even be if I'm just going to keep on suffering or causing others to suffer; why do any of it if I keep on messing up? ... Because I know the cure for my mistakes, and also the reality of the eternity after this, as well as the pre mortal before.

Jesus Christ, is our brother, our family. He loved us perfectly and eternally. He lives, conquering death and beckoning us to come follow Him. Why, why would he descend from his thrown divine to rescue a soul so rebellious and proud as mine? as yours? Love, unconditional perfect love. A love we could never understand, but that we must try to. Why did he do this? Because he wants us to return to Him, to our Heavenly Father, to our family; he wants us to have joy. Not the splashes of joy we experience from time to time here on the earth, but the everlasting permanent joy that is in the eternities. He is the cure. The cure for everything. 

Prayer is something I we take for granted a lot more than I we don't. It is a power and a peace freely given to us to utilize here in our imperfect existence to call upon our God, our maker, our most royal family to make us whole. We all can use this precious sacred gift whenever and whenever we could possibly be. And with a sincere heart and real intensity of our spirits we will find the answers, we will find our cure. It may not happen in this life, but if we continue trying, progressing, and learning to honestly seek His will in this our mortal existence, our cure will be there for us in the eternity of the hereafter.

I'm sure there are many who wonder why people, especially mormons, express or share their faith so often. To answer this simply, I pose a question -  If you knew the whereabouts of the anecdote to an illness that effected everyone including those you love, wouldn't you feel it was your duty to share the location of it to others?

Everything out there in the world that is there for consumption has some sort of promise to be the cure, but my deeply rooted beliefs take me otherwise to a place that no tangible materialistic intervention could ever compete with. There is but one cure, and it is a cure for everything.

Heaven's slice is seeking our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ.