First of all, I think if either of them died, my real and immediate reaction would be rejoicing. They both are such good people, with such difficult, trying lives. I think of all the weight lifted off my mother's strong yet exhausted shoulders, or the suffocating pressure removed from my father's loyal yet tense mind, and I think of just how wonderful it will be for them to enter into that white light and the beautiful feeling of well done, my good and faithful servant. Thou has fought the good fight. Come now into my rest.
You see, the Savior cannot prevent all tragedy in this life. Tragedy, sorrow, hurt, is all a part of this life. But it's a necessary part. And I know that every prayer is effective, if not in preventing sorrow, then shielding us from hurt, from despair, from emptiness. The Savior is light and life and vibrance, and He can fill the emptiest of hearts, light the darkest off souls.
It requires a humble heart and a knee bended in prayer. It requires real determination and full, wholehearted surrender to the care of your Heavenly Father. But for these lofty prices, an even loftier gift of love and care are given.
One women lost her father at an early age, and experienced the Savior's protecting love. Now, instead of fearing the loss of her own children and husband, she says that "when I see them, I rejoice in the peace and knowledge that every sorrow, trial, and challenge in their lives can bring with it greater faith, new witnesses, and wonderful miracles. I rejoice in the profound certainty that when they need something beyond what my husband and I can give them, they will be protected, consoled, and saved, just as I was."
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