On Being Spiritually Prepared

Sometimes life's storm
Is bitter, with icy winds
And holds no comfort
While the trial descends

Then, our soul's surface
May threaten to crack and crumble
If we've not with us
Faith's foundation as one humble

Turn to the Savior
His invitation is to, "Come"
That as we labor
In the storm, we don't grow numb

He offers us His word
And a Liahona of sorts
From its blessing is heard
A Patriarch's words of comfort

Patience is required
To watch, pray, and wait
But you will be inspired
Unto spiritual strength


On Being Spiritually Prepared
President Thomas S. Monson
Ensign February 2010