Monday, January 28, 2008

Our Beloved Prophet



Last night my sister called to tell me that President Hinckley passed away. I have to say, I felt sad, and happy for him all at once. I feel sad for those of us who came to love him as he served us. I have always had very tender feelings toward President Hinckley.

When I was about 14 or 15, I remember going to a YW broadcast where I heard Pres. Hinckley speak. At the time, he was in the 1st Presidency. I remember that he spoke specifically to the Young Women about the importance of gaining as much education as possible because we don't know what this life has in store for us, and we need to be prepared with an education in case the responsibility of providing for our families falls on us. That talk was particularly significant to me at that time, and it felt like he was speaking directly to me! Since that time, there have been many similar experiences...each one strengthening my testimony that he was speaking as the mouthpiece of God.

Just looking at Pres. Hinckley always reminded me of my Grandpa Lunt. Especially any time he wore his hat like the one in the picture above. I remember my grandpa wearing one just like it...always. In-fact, when he died, it was the one thing I wanted to remember him by. So, I'm a little bit sad that I won't have that visual reminder of my grandpa around anymore.

I do feel happy for him and his sweet companion who are undoubtedly having a happy reunion today. I'm sure he feels some sense of relief to be 'released' from the calling he has served in for so long and with so much energy.

Last night when we told our kids, the first thing Hannah said was, "I bet Grandma is meeting him right now!" I informed her that she might have to wait in line because I bet there are a lot of people that want to shake his hand.


2 comments:

andee said...

i love the prophet and I feel blessed to have been under his guidance. What a blessing to know this life is not the end.

Pineapple Princess said...

Nice to have a Grandpa who looks like Pres. Hinkley. Thanks for shaing your memories.