"What is this thing that men call death, this quiet passing in the night? 'Tis not the end but genesis of better worlds and greater light. O God, touch Thou my aching heart and calm my troubled, haunting fears. Let hope and faith, transcendent, pure, give strength and peace beyond my tears. There is no death, but only change, with recompense for vict'ry won. The gift of Him who loved all men, the Son of God, the Holy One." --"What Is This Thing That Men Call Death?" written by Gordon B. Hinckley
We sang this in Relief Society today and I couldn't hold the tears back. Today is my Uncle Brant's birthday...... and I can't call him and tell him that I love him and that I am lucky to have him in my life. This past month has been awful. There hasn't been a day that has gone by where I don't think about Brant. I can't even put into words how I have felt all day. I have cried most of it...... I hope I start feeling better about things.
Uncle B-- If you can hear me. Happy Birthday! I love you SO much and I am grateful for the Atonement... I am grateful that some day I will see you again. I miss you so much and I hope you know that you are extremely missed!!!
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THINKING OF YOU! I thought about you when we sang that song during R.S. It was a beautiful song--and fill of truth! I hope you know I am here if you need to talk!!!
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