As the morning came and the thoughts of our dear Prophet filled my mind I was filled with the sweet spirit of faith... all will be well.
My boys wanted to go sledding over at the school this morning. I told Taylor you can go but I would like to have you back to watch the funeral of our Prophet, with out a second thought Taylor showed me his watch he attatched to his belt loop and said," I was already going to." The time came and my boys were home, settled in to their perfect spot in front of the TV. I was amazed at the sweet spirit that filled our home. My boys listened, watched and asked questions about Heaven. Emmie even found a spot
and played quietly with her toys.
As I listened to the speakers, it wasn't until Pres. Monson spoke that an over whelming feeling came over me... I laughed, I cried I was filled with joy and peace... it was
absolutely beautiful.
I noticed tears were shed from each of my boys, what a great experience as a mom to see her children's love for a Prophet of God....
Their Prophet, Gordon B. Hinkley!
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