Sunday, February 3, 2008
The tears just don't seem to stop as we remember our sweet Prophet. Last night as we continued doing the work of the Lord, in the Salt Lake City Temple, there were few dry eyes to be seen and everyone seemed to be thinking of the same man, our beloved Prophet, Gordon B. Hinckley. The funeral had ended just several hours before my shift at the Salt Lake City Temple began and we knew that there would be many saints visiting the temple, in honor of our Prophet. The halls of the temple were very quiet and the reverence was especially significant. Temple voices were used even in areas where normal voices were "allowed." Often times, words were not used as reddened eyes locked upon other reddened eyes and then hugs lingered. This truly is a man that none of us will ever forget and it is to our great benefit that we keep his teachings and memory close to us, so that we can follow his example in our every day lives.
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What a sweet experience. To be swallowed up the spirit, is a very cherished place. I am so glad that you have the opportunity to serve in the house of the Lord. This memory will stay with you forever, and that is very special. Thank you for sharing it with us. Love Cin
Every time I see pictures of him or see him on the news, I cry. He was the most influencial man I can think of in my lifetime.
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