Wednesday, August 18, 2010

The Life of Heber C Kimball


So it has been awhile since my last post, for good reason...I have been helping my Bonus-Mom who recently had surgery. So I have been at home and when I am not helping I am reading.

In my recent posts I have been blogging about my church history trip, which deeply impacted me. I am still not finished sharing the details of the trip so look for more in my next post. However, I was talking to an institute teacher about my trip and he recommended reading "The Life of Heber C Kimball" and "Wilford Woodruff: history of his life and labors as recorded in his daily journals" which would only make me appreciate my trip more. I am reading the first and am nearing the end, but am loving every chapter. This is a book I will buy!

I am amazed at the stories, struggles, and details in this book. At one point the Saints are just leaving Missouri after all the persecution and just starting to settle Nauvoo. You would think that they would have a season of peace, but no...almost everyone was sick and for quite awhile. Brigham Young and Heber are called on a second mission back to England and are both really sick. Let me share this excerpt with you as they are leaving...

"It was with difficulty we got into the wagon, and started down the hill about ten rods; it appeared to me as though my very inmost parts would melt within me at leaving my family in such a condition, as it were almost in the arms of death. I felt as though I could not endure it. I asked the teamster to stop, and said to Brother Brigham, 'This is pretty tough, isn't it; let's rise up and give them a cheer.' We arose, and swinging our hats three times over our heads, shouted: 'Hurrah, hurrah for Israel.' Vilate (his wife), hearing the noise, arose from her bed and came to the door. She had a smile on her face. Vilate and Mary Ann Young cried out to us, 'Goodbye, God bless you.' We returned the compliment, and then told the driver to go ahead. After this I felt a spirit of joy and gratitude, having had the satisfaction of seeing my wife stand upon her feet, instead of leaving her in bed, knowing well that I should not see them again for two or three years."

What a lesson of patience, endurance and faith we can all learn from!!!

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