
I thought it was only right to share my thoughts on the recent passing of President Gordon B. Hinckley. (If you are unfamiliar with who he is, you can take a look at
THIS PAGE on the LDS.org website... or I can have two very sharp-dressed, clean cut, young man with bicycles come directly to your home and tell you about him and much, much more ABSOLUTELY FREE! Just think about it., okay?)
I got the news last night from my sister Nancy and then a series of text messages from other friends and family. I wasn't surprised to be honest. I mean, I thought there would be a decline were he would be in the hospital or his health would slowly fail or something. And although he had recently had some health issues, they were very minor for his age. But it just happened - BOOM! It seemed very abrupt, but I wasn't shocked or surprised. I was immediately happy for him. Like many, I'm sure, my first thoughts were for the joy he's likely now experiencing being reunited with his wife Marjorie. I understand that he missed her sorely since her death in April, 2004. They were married in 1937 and were just days away from celebrating their 67th wedding anniversary when she passed away. Besides the reunion with his wife, I'm sure there are countless others - friends and family alike - that were elated to see him again. There's a party going on for sure right now.
And that's where my reflections paused and failed to progress until I turned on the TV and started watching KSL 5's hour long special on his life. As they recounted his many accomplishments and illustrated his outstanding character, I began to miss him. I got teary from time to time from touching moments and clever quotes that made me laugh. I've seen these kinds of programs before on President Hinckley, but this one got to me. I don't think anyone can argue that this wasn't a man about as close to perfect as a human being gets. Such integrity and character, amplified by an enormous love for his fellow man. I know we've heard all these things said of him and other prophets before, but I had the occasion last night to stop taking for granted that people like him exist. And I started appreciating how unique they really are. And although it might sound selfish, it lead me to a sobering and harrowing thought:
What will people say of me when I'm dead? I mean, I suppose I know what they'll say. They'll
angelize me. Talk about how I was so selfless and giving, how I loved people, how I made the world a better place and it won't be the same without me, blah, blah, blah. And it will be a huge load of crap. Cause if they told the truth, they'd say how long-winded I was, how condescending I could be, how uptight I was about certain things, how sometimes I didn't like to be touched, how grouchy I am in the morning and generally moody the rest of the day, how picky and indecisive I was, how some of my actions I justified although they were a little dishonest, and they would speak of vanity. If you post a comment trying to compliment me, I'll delete it. That's not the point of this post. The point is that the average person (me) is pretty marginal and unremarkable
if we're being honest. And when one fish from the Sea of The Average goes belly up, we lie about how marginal and unremarkable he was. And we don't just bend the truth, we make it sound like they were on par with saints and martyrs.
But Gordon Bitner Hinckley was one of the truly GREAT people that have lived on this earth. And when I say "great" I don't mean exceptionally talented or gifted in flashy ways like Shawn White or Steven Hawking. I'm thinking of the greatness that everyone can appreciate and recognize. Charity, commitment, integrity, loyalty, courage, sincerity. Imagine the self mastery that he possessed that you and I know nothing about. It's these things that deserve to be honored. And so I honor him. Because he did things that I only dream about. Things that matter. Not building temples, not traveling the world, not moving a religion forward in an increasingly hostile world, although those things are impressive. No, I dream of becoming half the MAN that Gordon B. Hinckley was. Have as courageous, half as committed, half as honest, half as loving.
I'll miss him. I'll miss him waving his cane, charming the press, being unbelievably optimistic and positive, and bearing his herculean testimony. I could have appreciated him more while he was here, but like
Cinderella said, "Don't know what you got, 'till it's gone." (Cinderella... so wise!) But I am excited for the next generation of church leadership. Let's face it, Thomas S. Monson will be our next Prophet and I couldn't be happier. Another pillar of moral fiber, rectitude, and service- he'll be wonderful!
So while I'm sad that President Hinckley has passed on, I'm happy for him and the ranks he has joined of those that have passed this mortal contest successfully. Because of people like him, I'm inspired to do better and like he said to stand a little taller. Thank you President Hinckley...