As I sat with a good sister left ever so weak by the ill effects of the cancer, that is consuming her, I felt her strength. Not just in the surprising grip of her frail little hand but her faith unwavering.
I found myself overcome by the spirit and pleading within my heart to release her from the pain and discomfort. I felt compassion for this woman who has never lost faith in the Savior and his Priesthood power to bless the lives of men on earth. In the moment I was asking for her comfort I felt impressed and reminded that the Savior suffered these pains as well. And by so doing he knows each of us individually, as well as anyone possibly could.