When I was told last night of President Hinckley's passing, emotion rushed over me and my usually dry eyes were full of tears I didn't know I had. I never imagined I could feel so close to a man I had never met. While he did too many great things during his lifetime to count, for me, he was at times the rock I leaned on when my testimony felt weak. When I doubted doctrine or got tangled in the minutia of religion his optimistic example re-centered me. Every time I saw him or read his words, I wanted to be just like him. He had a confident humility so few possess and a welcoming spirit that made everyone feel wanted. In short, through him, people could feel the love of God. His tireless example of service helped me refocus my life last night. I want a higher road and a better path, because when I go, I'd to feel just a touch of what I'm sure President Hinckley felt, that he was right with God and that he'd done all he could do. I'm grateful for his life and example. I now look forward to watching President Monson lead.
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DItto. My little buddy Sam cried for like 30 minutes. He was so sad and tender hearted. We are so blessed to have a living prophet to guide.
Beautiful tribute, Brooke. I am sad, but so glad that he is reunited with his wife.
Love looking at all of your vacation photos- what a great time you've had! Your family is so much fun.
He was such a wonderful man! thank you for this tribute!
I have felt almost guilty for being so sad & selfish for loosing someone I never even met, I too was happy for him reuninting with his sweet wife but honestly I felt like I lost someone very close to me!
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