Easter Weekend. What a time for rebirth.
Laura and I have been having some real emotional challenges between us over the last week. I felt betrayed, abandoned, and abused. She appeared not to care about how she was making me suffer. Slowly (starting probably Thursday) we each began to reach out by degrees, to open ourselves to each other so that we could take and address the issues we were facing. Friday evening seemed to solidify an informal truce and Saturday morning we were finally able to talk and open our hearts to each other fully again.
I thought how appropriate and timely it was that our love could be rekindled on the weekend where we celebrate the resurrection of our Savior and His Atonement whereby we can all overcome the spiritual and temporal death which had previously promised to separate us forever, not only from our Heavenly Father, but from all those whom we had known and loved on earth.
I realized that the hidden power of the Atonement was that it provided for many such rebirths in each of our lives. These enable us to have joy here without which we could never hope to overcome sin and be sanctified to live with out Father again. Without the ability to heal and rekindle these mortal relationships there would be no reason or purpose for a physical resurrection.