Oasis

There is an oasis on mortality’s pock-ridden road. Many hunger and thirst for it, but they find it not. They live their lives carrying a burdensome load. Unaware of the Son of God and what He wrought. Explaining the Atonement vexes even the devout. Its achievement crosses every rational thought, Leading one to view the Savior’s gift with doubt. Some lose hope, thinking things that are, are not. But the oasis is real; its water ends every thirst. Christ lives, knows our pain, hears our prayers. He foiled the grave; we need not fear the worst. All sins for all time by the Atonement He bears. When the world’s woes and weight fall on you, When you think things divine are an illusion. Go to the oasis, partake, and witness it’s true. You will find rest, peace, and love in profusion.