Til we meet again...

I got this email from my aunt, and I loved it so much. It sums up alot of my thoughts this week. I will miss him as our prophet, but know he is happy, and there is much rejoicing going on the other side of the veil. May we never forget how he touched our lives! Prophetic Passing 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