Consider this experience from Elder Enzo Busche's life:
There was another time in my service as CEO of the company when I was confronted with a very difficult situation. I learned that our largest customer, with whom we did about 70 percent of our sales at that time, was planning to do their own printing because they needed to use some empty space in their own operations. There was absolutely nothing I could do to prevent that from happening. I was completely paralyzed for a while because I knew this could seal the doom of our company, which my mother and most of my sisters depended on for their living. I was also busier than at any other time with Church work. I became more and more paralyzed with panic, fear, and despair. One night at about 3:00 a.m., I could not sleep yet again. I turned over in my mind the wildest propositions for this company, but to no avail. Finally, I decided to go out for a while.
I got dressed quietly so as not to waken my wife. I went out in the streets. There was a light drizzle and a little fog in the air. The cold asphalt and concrete of the city increased the awareness of my hopeless situation. In despair, I threw myself on the ground, crying and calling on my Heavenly Father. Suddenly something happened. I heard a voice very close to my right ear speak one single word: Arbeite (work). At first I was upset because it was just one word; the voice was so near and so beautiful that I wanted to hear it again. I could not comprehend it. I yelled, “More, more!” But nothing more came.
As I pondered the meaning of what had just happened, I realized in this one word there were three distinct messages. The first message was: He heard me. This time He realized that I needed something more than just a silent voice; I needed something audible. I was overwhelmed with gratitude and love that I was worthy of that experience. The second message was: Repentance. Everyone might have thought that I was the hardest worker in the company and in the Church because of my long hours. But I knew that I still had a lot of time that I was not using constructively. I was still interested in soccer. I still read a political magazine on a weekly basis. I was even still interested in sailing and read books about that. I made a commitment right then and there that for the next six months, I would get up thirty minutes earlier. I would do nothing else, only Church and business, and I would focus more and make better use of my time. The third message was the most comforting: Hope. I understood the Lord would not give me such a message if there were no hope.
When I finally went home, I was rejuvenated. I didn’t want to go back to bed, so I went right to the office. On the way, I saw in my mind revolutionary restructuring possibilities for the company that I later put on paper. Basically, I separated the company into little profit centers, an idea that was completely new at the time. I involved the whole team in this new idea, and enthusiasm and hope came into their lives. I already had reason to be grateful to the Lord for the insights and comfort He had given us when another really wonderful thing happened.