The Parable of the Lilacs
October 1987

“The Parable of the Lilacs,” Ensign, Oct. 1987, 19

The Parable of the Lilacs

I had not strayed from the gospel because of disobedience or rebellion. But because of a serious medical condition, I came to know what it means to feel lost from the Lord’s flock.

After months of illness and hospitalization, I sat in a fast meeting in late summer, feeling very alone. Watching individuals stand and testify of their love for the Lord, the gospel, leaders, and family, I desperately wanted to feel the same confidence, peace, and security in the gospel those around me obviously felt. But because of my physical condition, my spiritual senses were unresponsive.

Then Brother Vance rose from his seat in the congregation. A large, strong, grandfatherly man who worked well with his hands, he related his thankfulness to the Lord for the growth of some lilac bushes that were most precious to his wife.

The bushes had grown so tall they robbed the Vances’ tiny home of sunlight. Brother Vance told his wife he had to cut the bushes back to ground level and move the roots to a new location. She vigorously protested his decision, fearing for their survival. But he felt it was necessary.

He related the painful but loving task of pruning the bushes, preparing the soil in the new location, and, finally, digging up the roots and planting them in the new bed.

He described his almost daily ritual of weeding, watering, and examining for signs of new life. An absence of fresh growth, he said, made him even more attentive and concerned that he had destroyed his wife’s lovely lilacs. The more he thought of his love for his eternal companion, the more feeling he developed for the roots he had nurtured in the earth.

Finally, early one morning, he was relieved to find green evidence that the roots were alive and growing. He brought his wife to see her lilacs and offered a prayer of thankfulness for the budding results of his work.

Brother Vance then explained the analogy by saying that many of us find times in life when we become weak and helpless. He said it is as if the Lord cuts us back and even moves us to unfamiliar or foreign soil because he has special plans for us. If the Lord were to leave us with our original greenery and in old soil, we would not learn of our weaknesses and thus have the opportunity to overcome them. When we must struggle to redevelop, we become stronger and more valuable to the Lord than if we had never been challenged.

When times of fear and pain come into our lives, his plans for us unfold as we fervently pray and study, and we find new power and purpose in our challenges. This is one way he shows us our weaknesses and makes “weak things become strong.” (Ether 12:27.)

The Spirit bore witness to me of the truthfulness of Brother Vance’s words, and this new insight gave me the strength to continue my efforts to return to both physical and spiritual strength.

Many months later, in a new ward, my health restored, I was called to teach seminary. Because of my experience, I was now more able to study the gospel with zeal and share that newfound strength not only with my teenage fold, but also with a few other sheep who were starting to stray

Now, whenever I feel the discomforts of a new beginning, I try to remember Brother Vance’s analogy about pruning with a purpose. It helps me to see my trials in a broader perspective, and I find myself praying that I shall grow in a manner that will be pleasing to the Lord and to me.

  • Geri Walton, a member of the Aetna Ward, Cardston Alberta Stake, serves as Primary inservice leader.

[illustration] Illustrated by Scott Snow