Inspiration

I got off the bus and started walking. The clouds and sun were playing a dance with each other low on the horizon. The clouds were gray and large thinning out to white and wispy on the edges, and the sun shine forth onto blue sky, yellow-green grass, and edges of crusty old snow.

There was wind too, but not chilling wind. It was the soothing wind that I am more likely to find in March. It was warm for January, and the wind played with the dead branches and breezed through the morning wherever it would.

Gordon B Hinckley,  president of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, prophet, seer, and revelator died yesterday evening. He was 97. I have been a member of the Church for all of my life, and he was the only prophet that I knew and really remember. He has guided the church and my own life since I was a child.

He was a great man, a man that was full of faith and kindness, wit and friendship. He worked hard, did much, and deserved any and all praise that is offered about him.

Life moves on. There is solace in knowing that President Hinckley’s life was in the hands of the Lord, and he now goes to his rest.

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2 thoughts on “

  1. It is kind of strange that someone you have never met can have such an impact on your life, but he, Pres. Hinckley, did. He definately deserves to rest.

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