He went to the optometrist and got his vision checked. Everything worked. So he was left to wonder why it was he couldn't see God.
Some study later he concluded that although God was made of matter (Luke 24: 39), He must be more refined or pure, and therefore not detectable by normal eyesight. (D&C 131: 7.) Only "purer" eyes could see him. So he used Visine, returned to see Him, and still no luck.
Well, he decided to take up the matter in prayer and offered this supplication to the Almighty: "I'm beginning to doubt your love for me. Tell you what, you show yourself to me and I'll know you love me. But it you stay outside my field of vision then I know you're avoiding me and therefore don't love me." God loves everyone, see. And so the request was framed in a way to force God to make Himself visible. The man thought himself clever.
Well, God decided to take the fellow up on the request, as He always does. First the man's house burned down, then his business failed, then he got cancer. As he was in the hospital his family abandoned him, and his friends all thought he was cursed by God, and stayed away. So he waited out the final days of his mortality alone, in pain, and without possessions.
As a charity case the hospital treated him with some neglect, giving him many hours to suffer alone in his bed. Suffering brought about meditation and prayer.
It was during the last few hours of his life, as he lay fevered and in pain, that his burdens overwhelmed him and he sought in desperate humility for relief from God. His prayer was: "Oh Lord, I know I have done less than I should have with the things I have been given. I long to part this life clean of my failings. Can you forgive me, a wretched sinner, for my many failings?" He expected little. Hoping only to salve his conscious by this prayer.
The Lord, who had been in the room for days, suddenly came into view. Startled by this appearance, the man asked: "Is it you, Lord?"
"Yes" came the reply.
"Can you forgive me?"
"Oh, I've done that long ago. Yes, you are certainly forgiven. I'm here for you to see I love you. You asked for that in your prayer a year ago and I've been working so that your eyes could become more refined. Now, at last they are."
Now the man could see what great love the Lord truly had for him. For in the extremity of his dying hour, he had a companion to comfort him.
He died in joy. The nurse thought it was the morphine.