Today I have spent my time with my family. My son and daughter. My wife. My grandchildren. A couple of fly-bys from aunts and uncles.
There was some news earlier that one of the kids’ friends was killed in a car accident early this morning. Skater boy. And with the variance between ages of sons, daughters, brothers and sisters he was the little one. The youngest of the group. 17.
I live in a small town. About 3,000 people. And God forbid most of them are Mormons.
The kids had a vigil at dusk down at the skate park. And now several are here distressed and in lament. I’m such a hateful and evil bastard they have the full confidence that when they are in my house they are home.
How can anyone forgive him for the smartass things he posted on my wife’s FB page?
In my little made up religion Brock is in the safe and loving arms of the Lord Jesus Christ.
Merry Christmas.
http://www.localnews8.com/kidk/30069474/detail.html
My condolences on the loss to your family.
It may make you feel better, but it isn’t biblical. FWIW, no Christian rejoices when an unbeliever dies.
D&C 137:7-8
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Thus came the voice of the Lord unto me, saying:
All who have died without a knowledge of this gospel, who would have received it if they had been permitted to tarry, shall be heirs of the celestial kingdom of God;
Also all that shall die henceforth without a knowledge of it, who would have received it with all their hearts, shall be heirs of that kingdom;
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