“I Felt at Peace,” Liahona, Jan. 2026.
Latter-day Saint Voices
I Felt at Peace
“As if my pain weren’t enough,” I thought, “now I have to play a difficult hymn.”
Illustration by Allen Garns
When I received two Church callings as a pianist in the same week, I began to worry about how I would find time to fulfill my other responsibilities at home, work, and school. In my heart, my greatest desire was to serve the Lord and bring His Spirit to people while honing my talents. I felt, however, the inadequacy of not being able to dedicate myself to my new callings as I would have liked.
The following week, demand at the company where I worked was high. Because most of my work involves typing, my arms and wrists started to ache. I worried whether I would be able to play the piano if my pain didn’t go away.
On Sunday, as I played the prelude music on the chapel piano, my muscles began to ache again. I quickly prayed in my heart, asking for strength to keep playing.
During the sacrament, I realized that the next scheduled hymn was one I hadn’t played in a long time. “As if my pain weren’t enough,” I thought, “now I have to play a difficult hymn.” That’s when I read these words, which said exactly what I was feeling:
As I read, I felt at peace. I knew that the Savior knew my pains. After all, He had suffered them (see Alma 7:11–12). I wouldn’t have to go through this moment alone. I hadn’t expected it, but I felt the Lord’s Spirit.
When I started playing, I felt no more pain, and the notes felt familiar to my fingers. I realized that my service had paved the way for healing and bringing me closer to Heavenly Father.
As I ponder my experience at the piano, I know I wasn’t playing alone. I was touched with the power and grace of Jesus Christ—a spiritual experience that came because I was serving Him. I know He will always be there to support and empower us if we are willing to serve Him.