In Memory of my DAD~ ♥ you

Last week was a sad day that brought many tears and many

memories of a wonderful husband, father, son, brother, uncle

and friend.  My Dad passed away last Wednesday and today

I feel that I need to post this for him and to let people know how

blessed we were to have the days that we had with him and to

let them know that he still lives.  Our Heavenly Father has a plan

for us and he blesses us each day with his tender mercies and love.

Although we may not understand the things that happen in this life

we know that someday we will be together again and be

able to enjoy one of his wonderful bear hugs!

Play this beautiful song Angels Among Us by Alabama as

you continue to go through this post.

On Sunday morning as we were preparing to head to

Montana for Dad's funeral I switch on the T.V. and

this talk was on

“WHAT IS THIS THING THAT MEN CALL DEATH?”

                                           LDS Teachings About the Spirit World
                                                                     by
                                                            Brent L. Top

here are just a few quotes from it that touched me as

I caught the end of his talk.

When messengers are sent to minister to the inhabitants of this earth, they are not

strangers, but from the ranks of our kindred and friends. . . . In like manner, our fathers

and mothers, brothers, sisters and friends who have passed away from this earth, having

been faithful, and worthy to enjoy these rights and privileges, may have a mission given

to them to visit their relatives and friends upon the earth again, bringing from the divine

Presence messages of love, of warning, or reproof and instruction, to those who they had

learned to love in the flesh.

If we could see things as they are, and as we shall see and understand them, this

dark shadow and valley [of death] is so trifling that we shall turn round and look upon it

and think when we have crossed it, why this is the greatest advantage of my whole

existence, for I have passed from a state of sorrow, grief, mourning, woe, misery, pain,

anguish and disappointment into a state of existence, when I can enjoy life to the fullest

extent as far as that can be done without a body. My spirit is set free, I thirst no more, I

want to sleep no more, I hunger no more, I tire no more, I run, I walk, I labor, I go, I

come, I do this, I do that, whatever is required of me, nothing like pain or weariness, I am

full of life, full of vigor, and I enjoy the presence of my heavenly father, by the power of

his Spirit. (JD 17:142)

I am so grateful for the gospel of Jesus Christ that I

have been blessed with in this life to help us to

understand and to have something to strive for

to get us through and to lift us up.

This was at the end of his talk

words from our wonderful Prophet

President Hinckley:

What is this thing that men call death,

This quiet passing in the night?

‘Tis not the end, but genesis

Of better worlds and greater light.

O God, touch thou my aching heart,

And calm my troubled, haunting fears.

Let hope and faith, transcendent pure,

Give strength and peace beyond my tears.

There is no death, but only change

With recompense for victory won;

The gift of Him who loved all men,

The Son of God, the Holy One.

These two photos above were taken 6 years ago as I rode

to help chase cows that fall.  The colors were beautiful and

the round up was amazing.

The photo below it the picture I took for my mom the

day that my father passed away.

I just want to thank everyone for their love a support as we

continue on our journey in this life.  Heavenly Father is

mindful of us and he does have a plan.  We must keep the

faith and look for his inspiration.

Here is the funeral program that I made for my father:

outside

inside

This picture is all  his grand kids having one

last water fight with grandpa

This is the photo that was used for his obituary

The obituary was written by my sister, with help from

my aunt and a family friend.

This is the last picture that I took of my

father as he was helping me do a photo shoot

a week and a half before he past!

I love you Dad and until we meet again!

Don't forget to ride for the bigger buckle!

Hold Tight, Knuckles White, See You at the Tree!!