I had a very beautiful experience yesterday in the temple. I was doing initiatories and one of the ladies was new, so she stumbled a bit from time to time. Well, by the third time around, she was doing so well. As she finished up the last part with me, I had this overwhelming feeling of love for her wash over me. I was so proud of her progress that I started to tear up. When I moved to the next area to be alone, I was completely overcome and burst into tears. I started to feel uncomfortable about how emotional I had become because I remembered a conversation that I had had with someone a few hours prior to that, about me getting emotional too often. So, I got myself under control and continued on until I was finished. I went up to the Celestial room afterward to ponder and pray.
I opened the scriptures, and happened to turn to John 11, where Jesus raises Lazarus from the dead. This chapter struck me in the way the whole situation went down. Christ knew what he needed to do, which part of why he waited so long to go to Lazarus, but they didn't know or understand that Christ would perform such a miracle. When I got to the part where Christ finally went to see Lazarus, after he was already dead, I saw something so perfect and beautiful. It says:
32 Then when Mary was come where Jesus was, and saw him, she fell down at his feet, saying unto him, Lord, if thou hadst been here, my brother had not died.
33 When Jesus therefore saw her weeping, and the Jews also weeping which came with her, he groaned in the spirit, and was troubled,
34 And said, Where have ye laid him? They said unto him, Lord, come and see.
35 Jesus wept.
36 Then said the Jews, Behold how he loved him!
In that moment, I saw Mary come to Him and fall down at His feet. And I saw and felt what He saw and felt for her. And it was so beautiful. And I wept again, because the Spirit witnessed to me that being able to feel what another person is feeling is not a weakness. It's a strength.
Even the Savior of the world, who has all power and who overcame every ounce of opposition, wept tears of joy and tears of sorrow with those whom He loved. Empathy and love is never a weakness.
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