I was sadden because I felt a closeness with him more than any other prophet because he was serving during most of my adolescent days. He always inspired me with his words, like I am sure all of you, when he spoke at any function, and made me always want to keep improving myself in every aspect of life. I feel privileged to have been in the same room as him during General Conferences in Utah when we were able to go. He could always make the congregation laugh! What an amazing man he is!:)
I also felt joy for him, as well, because I knew he was going to see his precious wife again and that was such a calming comforting feeling I felt. Which brings me to this poem that has come across my email several times and I think it is written so well. I can't help but tear up inside every time I read it just picturing him being embraced by our Heavenly Father in Heaven! So, instead of emailing it to everyone, I just thought I would post it! Enjoy!!
*Prophetic Passing*
I imagine he's running to Marjorie now,
Yes, running, not waving his cane.
I see him embracing his father and mother
While they keep repeating his name.
I see him now meeting his forebears,
Brother Brigham and Joseph are there.
Sweet reunion of prophets, united by service
That only such noble men share.
I see him embraced by the Savior
While Father says, "Good and well done.
So faithful in stalwart endurance, I welcome
My noble, most excellent son."
I then hear the ripples of laughter
As he says the reception's just fine,
But he hopes that he'll get an assignment or two
Since there's no need to waste any time.
I can hear his clear voice in the stillness
At the close of this sweet Sabbath day,
Have faith and move forward - there's work to be done.
President Hinckley would want it that way.
Anna M. Molgard
January 27, 2008
I imagine he's running to Marjorie now,
Yes, running, not waving his cane.
I see him embracing his father and mother
While they keep repeating his name.
I see him now meeting his forebears,
Brother Brigham and Joseph are there.
Sweet reunion of prophets, united by service
That only such noble men share.
I see him embraced by the Savior
While Father says, "Good and well done.
So faithful in stalwart endurance, I welcome
My noble, most excellent son."
I then hear the ripples of laughter
As he says the reception's just fine,
But he hopes that he'll get an assignment or two
Since there's no need to waste any time.
I can hear his clear voice in the stillness
At the close of this sweet Sabbath day,
Have faith and move forward - there's work to be done.
President Hinckley would want it that way.
Anna M. Molgard
January 27, 2008
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