Today is Fast and Testimony meeting in our ward, where members have the opportunity to bear their testimonies of the Savior. Not for the first time I wish I possessed the gift of words. But, like Moses, I am slow of speech. Eloquence is not among my talents, so I resort to this blog.
From the time I was a small child, I heard the phrase "an infinite Atonement." Though my heart could grasp that, my mind had difficulty comprehending the concept. Only now am I gaining a tiny glimpse of what "infinite" means. The Savior atoned not only for all of our sins, those we have committed, those we have yet to commit, He also atoned for every cry uttered, every tear shed. When I imagine the enormity of that, I realize that I am still an infant in my understanding of the Atonement.
The Savior was there as I mourned the loss of my parents. He was there as I held my sister as her husband lay dying. He was and is there during the dark hours of depression.
He was there. He is there.
So, for today, I am grateful for an infinite Atonement.