I thank the O' God for a prophet to guide us in these latter days. At 7PM the world lost one very good man; Gordon Bitner Hinckley. I am so thankful to have spent 12 years hearing and reading his words. His life has strengthened mine and helped me in more ways than I can express. Knowing him has been like having the Savior walking on earth with me. Although not a perfect man, he was a close as this world has ever seen, excepting the Savior. I know that we will not be without a living prophet and I look forward to getting to know and love a new one who no doubt the Lord has prepared for times as they are. But for now, I am thankful for one Gordon B. 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, 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