It has been a challenging few weeks, as I’ve had to say goodbye to my dad. He passed away 2 weeks ago, and was laid to rest in the family cemetery in Driggs, Idaho. The first week was hard. It gets a little better every day. It’s easy to get busy during the day with things to do, but the night always brings a tinge of grief and heartache. I take comfort in this scripture, from the Book of Mormon (another book of testament, like the Bible, of Jesus Christ)…
“O how great the plan of our God! For on the other hand, the paradise of God must deliver up the spirits of the righteous, and the grave deliver up the body of the righteous, and the spirit and the body is restored to itself again, and all men become incorruptible, and immortal, and they are living souls, having a perfect knowledge like unto us in the flesh, save it be that our knowledge shall be perfect.” 2 Nephi 9:13
When the soul leaves it’s mortal body, it is not a permanent separation; that I know. It will be a while until I see my dad again, but I know I will get the chance someday. What a beautiful plan of eternal families and of eternal life that God has given us. Do something every day that really matters, because we take nothing with us when we pass away–just our memories, our moral character, and our relationships with others.
Thank you from my heart, to those who’ve lent support, prayers, sent messages, cards, flowers, rendered service, and given love to our family. You are literal angels from heaven.