A Day of Rememberance

Just 22 days after Isabella's spirit was united with her mortal body my grandpa's spirit separated from his. Hugh E. Holt was born on January 23 1921 in Parowan Utah, and left this world Friday March 7 2008. When he was younger he was a basketball star, and a potato farmer, he was also a medic in WWII, and left a wonderful legacy behind. He was a true hero. Not just because he served his country so many years ago, but because he was a good father, husband and most importantly an amazing grandfather. He emulated integrity and honesty. His body was in a lot of discomfort for a lot of years, but he was always doing what he could to keep his mind sharp. I will always remember the sacrifices he made to ensure his family knew they were his first priority. The hours he spent repairing my flat bike tires, and shouts of encouragement he would yell from the sidelines of my little league games. Goodbye Grandpa. We'll miss you.

As Isabella came into this world I found myself pondering over the magnitude of the great plan we are all a part of. Again today and over the past few days I have been thinking of that plan, my thoughts are focused on the phase my grandpa has passed through. I am grateful for the knowledge we have been given of eternal life. How sad it would be to know nothing of the hereafter, and be stuck wondering if there was no greater meaning to this life. I recall a couple I taught on my mission. They were young (thirties) didn't have any kids, and were quite excited to learn about Jesus Christ. They progressed well, but hit a solid wall when we discussed abstaining from Alcohol and Tobacco. The gentleman had a hard time giving those habits up and ultimately did not ever get over that hurdle. It was only a few months later he began suffering from liver failure and passed away soon after. My companion and I attended the funeral services and were rather surprised to find his wife very composed. She believed what we taught her, and had faith in eternal life. She had shed her tears and felt there was no need to weep or worry any longer. Her faith was sure.