As I have endeavored through the short span of life I have
been given thus far, there are a few realities that my heart has become well
versed in. The first, life is
unbalanced. Unequal treatment is
something we have, or will at some point, experience. Life was never patterned after just circumstances. The second, the things that are most
beloved, are frequently withdrawn from our side. Although absent, they stamp enduring impressions within us
that become apart of our identity.
The third, people forsake. My
eyes divulged this actuality to my heart, as I came to know what the back of another
looked like as they departed from my side. Some of these truths I am presently grasping, others were
acquired in the initial moments of life.
Each has had a role in my evolvement, but the third has been the one with
the greatest impact, thoroughly shaping my existence. Although pain exists in its presence, gratitude is
abundant. For my familiarity with
this certitude, derived my absolute conversion to the Lord.
There is no scripture I weep through more than the sixth
chapter of John, which knowing the contents may seem curious. This chapter is full of miracles. Within it Christ feeds 5,000 from five
loafs of bread and two small fish, and also walks upon the tempest sea. Although dear to me, these are not the
pieces that produce the ache. No,
the component that pulls at my core, is found five verses from the end. Jesus is within the synagogue teaching
the Jews. He is expounding the
truth that He is the living bread.
That through Him we receive eternal life. Confounded by the principles that He is trying to relay,
many of his once devoted disciples fall away from Him, never to return. The truths of the gospel can be
difficult for a mortal mind to interpret, and if not pondered upon, can feel
strange and unfamiliar to our hearts.
As He observes those who were once faithful become disloyal by their
confusion, He turns to His apostles and speaks the words that penetrate my maimed
heart:
Then said Jesus unto the
twelve, Will ye also go away?
I can distinctly recall when my eyes first fell upon these
words. I experienced instantaneous
attachment. The very deepest
components of my heart could identify with the saddened inquiry the Savior
directed to His apostles. It was
one of those moments where the scriptures are likened unto your personal
circumstances in such a way that your soul clings to the congruity it has
discovered. I wept. And I do each time I study this
chapter.
The Savior has an incomparable understanding in being
forsaken. None will match the
abandonment, rejection, and betrayal that He withstood. From the youngest moments of His life,
He was despised. King Herod
enviously sought the tiny baby’s life, and left a path of destruction behind
him as he attempted to obtain his objective. From the commencement of His ministry, He was met with
hatred. He was designated a
liar. He was considered a
blasphemer. He was reviled
against. He was persecuted. But for any of us who have experienced
the heartache that comes from another’s relinquishment, we may understand that
perhaps the most distressing of all was being renounced by those who called
themselves His faithful followers and loyal friends. This occurrence was a constant in His life. Although vague, multiple scriptures
indicate that some of Christ’s own familial relations were plagued with this same
pattern of perfidy. The most
incredulous example, however, lies in the story of Judas. The details that produced his treachery
can seem inconceivable. His time
of arrival, immediately following the Atonement, stands as a symbol itself, of
his careless fidelity to the one who had just suffered excruciating agony to
provide him with eternal redemption.
Choosing temporal wealth over loyalty to his Master, he sold his commitment
for silver. He utilized the most
traitorous token that could have been chosen, a kiss, to identify the Savior to
the awaiting mob. A kiss in this
day stood as an emblem of love and fellowship, and selecting it as his means of
identification, violated every aspect of companionship and brotherhood that had
been formed. I cannot imagine the
torment that swallowed the Savior’s heart in these moments. To be forsaken in such a manner would cause
mine to burst. And the most
astonishing fact remains, that Christ had a perfect knowledge of his betrayal
far before it occurred. Before He
even chose Judas as His disciple, He knew that one day his heart would falter
and he would be in equal partnership with those who would induce His
crucifixion. Jesus Christ had an
absolute understanding of the reality that people forsake.
Although our Savior no longer walks upon the earth, His
experiences with being forsaken are far from over. His heart continues to endure the grief of being abandoned,
rejected, and betrayed. As we
study and ponder on the scriptures that provide details of His life, most of us
may intensely declare that we would never forsake Him as so many before us
have. But the truth lies in the
fact that many still do, and during moments or periods of our own life, we too,
may find ourselves counted among those who have eliminated loyalty from
Him. Whether through acts of
omission or sins of commission, the result is the same. We have turned our backs on the very
one who stands as our Redeemer.
The one who willingly laid
down His life that we may delight in eternal blessings, which are so glorious
that they are beyond the ability to express in word. The one who never hesitates to comfort and save us from
sorrows or pain, whether that grief comes by way of our own actions or through
decisions of another, He waits with open arms to heal. We have deserted our Lord, the one that
we so anxiously followed and recognized in premortal existence. The very one we promised to find and
obey in this earthly dispensation, because we wanted to be like Him, and we
absolutely craved to have His nearness.
We have withdrawn from the only one who will never withdraw from
us. He will never abandon. We will never know what the back of Him
looks like as He departs, because He has given His unending assurance that He is
securely positioned by our side. We will never find heartache or
despondency in His presence, only perpetual loyalty and devotion.
As we recite the earnest question he directed to His apostles,
may it be absorbed by our hearts and likened unto each of us individually. May we understand that this inquiry was
not only directed to those that stood with Him that day, but is relevant to us,
and stands as an active request. We
must make our personal determination whether we will stay or forsake, and
steadfastly follow our resolve, that the Savior may never need to ask of us if
we, too, will leave His side. I
have gained awareness of a few of the actualities of life by way of
experience. These events have
helped me to understand that flesh is weak, but one truth always remains above
the rest, although people may forsake, my Savior, my Lord, He never will.
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