Life is just like an old time rail journey ... delays, sidetracks, smoke, dust, cinders, and jolts, interspersed only occasionally by beautiful vistas and thrilling bursts of speed. The trick is to thank the Lord for letting you have the ride. -Gordon B. Hinckley
Monday, January 28, 2008
A Legacy of Faith and Service
When I heard the news last night, I was SO sad until I realized that President Hinckley was now reunited with his beautiful, inspiring wife Marjorie. I can only imagine him running up to her and embracing her. I will miss him so much, but am so happy to know he is reunited with the love of his life. I am excited for the future of the church.
On the radio this morning I heard two quotes that made me laff. He said, "They call these years the 'golden years', but I would say they are laced with LEAD!" And when someone asked him about the church run by a 'bunch of old guys', President Hinckley responded, "I tell them they're not much to look at; but they're all the Lord has!"
And just a thought about death I have always loved from Marjorie:
"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenk's lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
May we all strive to live a life as fulfilling and selfless and love-filled as they did.