Dearest Prophet - President Gordon B. Hinckley

Not going to lie - I stole this letter off a stranger's blog. But she seems really nice and I don't think she will mind. It is a teary read - a letter from the Prophet to his sweet wife Marjorie...

"My Darling,
All that is said in this book concerning your virtues is true. Your own words and those spoken by a host of friends bear tribute to your worth. More, much more, might have been included.
It is now more than sixty years since we entered the Salt Lake Temple, there to be married for eternity. I had known you for a long time prior to that. I knew what I was getting into, and it has turned out as I had hoped it would. What a treasured companion you have been. Through all these years we have walked side by side as equals before the Lord. There have been good days and bad days, but the good days have far outnumbered the bad ones.

You have been my critic and my judge. You have seen to it that my shoes were shined, my suit pressed, my tie straight. You have pushed aside the flattery that comes with public life, and winnowed the kind and sincere words of honest and loving friends. You have held at bay that old fraud of adulation and kept my feet planted on the solid earth. How I appreciate you....our voracious appetite for reading and your relentless pursuit of knowledge have kept you alert and refreshing throughout a long and fruitful life. Now we have grown old together, and it has been a sweet experience. We have shrunk in stature and move a little more slowly. We are more forgetful. But as of this writing we still have one another--and that is so good. And when in some future day the hand of death gently touches one or the other of us there will be tears, yes, but there will also be a quiet and certain assurance of reunion and eternal companionship.
'Trusty, dusky, vivid, true...'
The God of Heaven fashioned you.
I love you, dear"


Could there be a better depiction of how incredibly sweet and tender he was? He was strong and steadfast, yet incredibly meek and humble. He had the cutest sense of humor. And let's be honest, is there a cuter grandpa?
I am so grateful to have been raised "knowing" and loving him. I am grateful for his beautiful example and sweet simplicity. I love the principles that he lived by and encouraged us to rise to. I am grateful that my kids can recognize his picture and pray for him in their nightly prayers. I am grateful for the millions of ways that my testimony was strengthened by his amazing words and the very sound of his voice! I know that he was called of God and rejoice in the fact that he is now with our loving Heavenly Father. It melts my heart to think of his reunion with his eternal companion too...:)