Tag: loneliness

  • MIT-8 Not Shrinking Is More Important Than Surviving

    Before I earned my black belt, I had to execute every kick with precision. Discipline before promotion. Alignment before advancement. Not shrinking is formed long before the test.

    Excerpt

    “As we confront our own trials and tribulations, we too can plead with the Father … that we ‘might not shrink’ (D&C 19:18). Not shrinking is much more important than surviving. Moreover, partaking of a bitter cup without becoming bitter is likewise part of the emulation of Jesus.” — Elder Neal A. Maxwell


    Intro

    I thought I understood what it meant not to shrink.

    I survived hunger at 14.
    I survived selling food to passengers just to eat.
    I survived a near-death experience in 1996.
    I survived panic attacks and insomnia.
    I survived being told I might never work in a high-stress IT environment again.

    But this week, after lap after lap, mitts that escalated from 4 to 10 sets, 87 squat jumps from Tyson cards, mountain climbers, pushups, and 12 nonstop rounds of heavy bag combinations, I understood what Elder Maxwell meant. Not shrinking is more important than surviving.

    I have survived many things.

    When hunger, anxiety, and loneliness visit, I move.
    This is how I train my body
    so my spirit does not shrink.

    But survival is not the same as not shrinking.


    Notes from the Talk

    Elder Maxwell did not ask merely to survive chemotherapy.

    He asked not to shrink.

    Not to retreat.
    Not to recoil.
    Not to become bitter.

    The Savior Himself said:

    “…and would that I might not drink the bitter cup, and shrink—
    Nevertheless, glory be to the Father…” (D&C 19:18–19)

    Not shrinking is not loud strength.
    It is quiet submission.


    Perspective

    When I was 14 and hungry, movement became survival.
    If I exercised, I could forget hunger.

    When doctors questioned my future after my NDE, I refused to shrink. I sought a second opinion. I rebuilt my life.

    When anxiety and insomnia threatened my stability, I trained harder. I cleaned up my diet. I disciplined my schedule.

    Even today, when loneliness creeps in, I move.
    When silence feels heavy, I train.
    When desire rises, I redirect it into discipline.

    This week I completed 87 squat jumps through Tyson cards. Not to prove something to anyone. Not to impress younger men. But because discipline has been my medicine for decades.

    But here is the paradox I am learning:

    It is easier for me to outwork discomfort than to sit still with it.

    Surviving built my endurance.

    Not shrinking requires surrender.


    Practice (Today, Not Someday)

    For me, not shrinking today looks like:

    Training without ego.
    Competing without needing validation.
    Continuing IT responsibilities with integrity even when exhausted.
    Feeling loneliness without immediately escaping it.
    Submitting my will when outcomes do not match my expectations.

    I once believed not shrinking meant pushing harder.

    Not shrinking begins in submission, not in strength.

    Now I am learning it sometimes means staying still without fear.


    Final Reflection

    Surviving builds muscle.

    Not shrinking builds character.

    Back kick board break during black belt testing. Commitment through resistance. Not shrinking means driving through the barrier, not recoiling from it.

    I survived poverty.
    I survived medical predictions.
    I survived anxiety.

    But the deeper test is partaking of the bitter cup without becoming bitter.

    To trust God’s timing.
    To accept outcomes I cannot control.
    To allow my will to be swallowed up in the will of the Father.

    That is not weakness.

    That is discipleship.


    Pocket I’m Keeping

    “I just don’t want to shrink.”

    Not from hunger.
    Not from fear.
    Not from loneliness.
    Not from aging.
    Not from silence.


    What I Hear Now

    “Strong faith in the Savior is submissively accepting of His will and timing in our lives—even if the outcome is not what we hoped for or wanted.”

    I know how to push.

    Now I am learning how to submit.


    Link to the Talk

    That We Might Not Shrink (D&C 19:18)
    https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/broadcasts/article/ces-devotionals/2013/01/that-we-might-not-shrink-d-c-19-18?lang=eng

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  • MIT8: “Loneliness with Righteousness”

    Crescent moon rising above the Taylorsville Utah Temple spire—captured in double exposure before sunrise. 70-200 2.8G mounted on tripod

    Excerpt

    Elder Neal A. Maxwell teaches that the loneliness that sometimes comes with righteousness is where we grow closer to God—and where we learn the courage of “But if not.”


    Intro

    At 6 a.m., Oct 17, 2025, I pulled over at the Taylorsville Temple and framed a moon-over-spire double exposure while listening (again) to Elder Maxwell’s 21 Guidelines for Righteous Living—especially Guideline 20. This week’s trials were real, yet the Spirit kept bringing me back to Daniel 3: God can deliver—but if not, we still will not bow. That truth has turned my fear of workload into faith to move forward with Him.


    Notes from Elder Neal A. Maxwell

    • Righteousness can feel lonely, but that is where we come closer to God.
    • Fidelity means not bowing—even when the fire is hot.
    • God is able to deliver; But if not, disciples still trust and obey.
    • Act in faith now—serve, pray, and work; heaven’s help becomes practical courage.

    Perspective (direct quotes )

    The Story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego
    To emphasize this point, Elder Maxwell recounts the biblical story:

    The Fiery Furnace: Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego were thrown into a fiery furnace that was heated to such a high temperature that the men who tended the furnace died.

    The Fourth Figure: The scriptures describe the three young men walking around in the midst of the furnace unharmed. The scripture then says, “And there was a fourth figure in the fire and its form was likened to the Son of God.”

    The Promise: Elder Maxwell concludes that when you are passing through these trials and lonely moments, the Lord will be especially close to you.

    They were cast into the fire because they refused to bow to the idol of King Nebuchadnezzar (Daniel 3:16–17). Their loyalty brought them closer to God—the pattern for all discipleship.

    Scripture (Daniel 3:17–18)


    17 If it be so, our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning fiery furnace, and he will deliver us out of thine hand, O king.
    18 But if not, be it known unto thee, O king, that we will not serve thy gods, nor worship the golden image which thou hast set up.


    Practice (today, not someday)

    • Pray, then step into the hard tickets and deadlines: God is ablebut if not, I still will not bow to fear or compromise.
    • Serve and mentor anyway; courage grows as I lift others.
    • Keep temple focus and steady duty; closer to God is the goal, not merely quick fixes.

    Final Reflection

    Elder Maxwell’s witness reframed my week: **God can deliver—**and often He does. But if not, I can still move forward with Him. As I prayed and worked, impressions came and solutions followed. Either way, the fire became a classroom, and I felt closer to God than ever.


    Pocket I’m Keeping

    “God is able—but if not, I will not bow.”
    If there is a furnace, there is also a Fourth.


    What I Hear Now

    “Trust Me. Whether I calm the fire or walk you through it, you are not alone.”


    Link to the talk

    “21 Guidelines for Righteous Living” — Elder Neal A. Maxwell (YouTube)
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f4bVYkkNeWE&t=300s

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  • There’s No One Now but You

    When all else faded, only You remained

    (Inspired by the journey of loss, growth, and grace)

    I felt so strong, so sure, so free,
    Believed the path belonged to me.
    No need for hands to guide or stay—
    I didn’t know I’d break this way.

    I chased the stars, ignored the signs,
    Built my dreams on shallow lines.
    But life, with quiet storms in view,
    Took all I had—and tested too.

    It seized the hope I once embraced,
    And left me wandering, soul displaced.
    I thought the shape of life was mine,
    Each step designed by grand design.

    I didn’t need You—so I claimed,
    Dismissed the whispers of Your name.
    But all along, in silence deep,
    You held the vows I failed to keep.

    And now the curtain’s torn in two,
    I see the world in clearer hue.
    No crowd remains to lean into—
    There’s no one now…
    but You.

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