Antigone-update

It amazes me how much it takes out of you staying after school till 5:30 or 6 every night for two weeks. And before that it was about every other day. Then throw in a headache and a practice till 8 on the same day. Throw in a couple big school projects, a frustrating debate, and regular homework. Then our main actor decides to do something stupid. He decides to run up some risers, fall down, put a goose egg sized knot on his head, and may have hurt his leg on the day of a performance with competition only two days away. Now you know why I haven't blogged in a while. Play practice + homework = no free time. Once the play ends, which is this Saturday, I will be able to blog more often.

President Hinckley

President Hinckley died on Jan. 27, sunday, at 7. While he was alive we believed that he was a prophet of god. Many people ask how we can believe someone is a prophet when there haven't been any since biblical times. In Heb. 13: 8 it states "Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever." If so, why did he have apostles and prophets on the earth "yesterday" and not "today." Because he does. He has since the eighteenth centry. He has had fifteen since that time and the sixteenth will be Thomas S. Monson. I have a testimony of that.
I am kind of confused on what to think of President Hinckley dieing. I have never known someone who has died before. Many adults are happy because he is now together with his wife and because he will get to rest from all he has done. Here is a peom I found descibing President Hinckley.

I imagine he's running to Marjorie now,

Yes, running, not waving his cane.

I see him embracing his father and mother

While they keep repeating his name.

I see him now meeting his forebears;

Brother Brigham and Joseph are there.

Sweet reunion of prophets, united by service

That only such noble men share.

I see him embraced by the Savior

While Father says, "Good and well done.

So faithful in stalwart endurance, I welcome

My noble, most excellent son."

I then hear the ripples of laughter

As he says the reception's just fine,

But he hopes that he'll get an assignment or two

Since there's no need to waste any time.

I can hear his clear voice in the stillness

At the close of this sweet Sabbath day,

Have faith and move forward - there's work to be done.

President Hinckley would want it that way.