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In Memory

President Gordon B. Hinckley passed away last night at the age of 97. I love this man. He was sharp as a tack and always had a good laugh to share with others. His life was that of compassion, love and unfailing service to humanity- not just to the church. His life was not his own- he worked tirelessly until his last day here on earth for others. The Lord sustained him through all his life- he was strong and worked unceasingly, traveling all over the world to bless others even in his old age. He never showed signs of giving up or being tired, but carried on always with a loving smile and uplifting words for all of those around him. He was as good an example of charity, good works, love for fellow man and righteousness as can ever be, beside our Lord Jesus Christ, who he held most high and guided us to. He was dearly loved and respected. We are all happy he is again with his sweet wife, Sister Marjorie Hinckley, but he will be sorely missed here below.

Happy trails, President Hinckley. We love you.




On President Hinckley

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 [and] 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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