Choose Ye This Day...

I have no idea if anyone reads this blog. But it doesn't really matter, does it? I went to President Hinckley's viewing tonight. Such a sweet man. So small and humble. A smile on his face. A sweet last image of a great man. I had some difficulty controlling my emotions. I thought, this is a great man. This is someone who has made a significant contribution in this world. This is a man who loved and gave during his own personal struggles and hardship as he continued to lead the church after his wife passed away. Thank you for being such a wonderful leader. Thank you for being an example of how I can more fully live my life. You will not be forgotten.

I know I'm writing a lot about this man. I am so touched by his work and his ministry on the earth. This year has been so hard for me. Perhaps one of the hardest years of my life. And yet, I can still look to men like this who stand as a living example of optimism, faith, and righteousness. There is so much discouragement and heartache in the world around us. It's always refreshing to me to see people who stand as witnesses of living a life worth leading. Especially from a man that had such a profound effect on those around him.

Honoring a Great Man...

“This is my prayer for all of us—'Lord, increase our faith.' Increase our faith to bridge the chasms of uncertainty and doubt. . . . Grant us faith to look beyond the problems of the moment to the miracles of the future. . . . Give us faith to do what is right and let the consequence follow.”

-President Gordon B. Hinckley

( “Lord, Increase Our Faith,” Ensign, Nov. 1987, 52–53.)

President Hinckley has past away at age 97. I can't believe it! He was an amazing man. I feel blessed to have lived during a time when this man led as prophet, seer, and revelator for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. His optimism and hope was such that it motivated and inspired me to want to do better. He will truly be missed.

President Hinckley's daughter once came and spoke to our stake. She said that President lifted weights and walked on the treadmill everyday (he was in his 90s). Then she shared this conversation with him, "Dad, why don't you just give up?" and he just looked at her and said "Like that's an option."

I love that story. He continued to provide service for members of this faith, four years after the passing of his lovely wife. What a dedicated man. What faith. What an example. Thank you for sharing that. Your life has meant something to mine.