I recall an Easter message delivered in General Conference of April 2007, titled "The Things of Which I Know." Gordon B. Hinckley, then President of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, said this as he testified of our Savior, Jesus Christ:
"On Golgotha He gave His life, crying out, 'Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do' (Luke 23:34). His body was tenderly laid in the tomb of Joseph of Arimathaea. But three days later, on that first Easter morning, the tomb was emptied. Mary of Magdala spoke to Him, and He spoke to her. He appeared to His Apostles. He walked with two disciples on the road to Emmaus. And, we are told, He was seen by some 500 others (see 1 Corinthians 15:6). … Mortality is but a stepping-stone to a more glorious existence in the future. The sorrow of death is softened with the promise of the Resurrection." (lds.org/general-conference/2007/04/...)
I also know of these things. On this Easter morning [and this Sunday following Kay's funeral], I am eternally grateful to God for these truths.
the sweater that kept her warm in Michigan
and an empty seat to remind us
we want "no empty seat" where we hope to go
and an empty seat to remind us
we want "no empty seat" where we hope to go
Kay admiring a yellow truck in Port Huron
by the St. Clair River near Fort Gratiot Lighthouse
by the St. Clair River near Fort Gratiot Lighthouse
memory of Arches NP, liked by us, 18 June 2017
and the sun that gives us light
and the sun that gives us light
