It gave divine answers to important questions we had during these difficult times. The gospel message they offered transcended politics, history, grudges, grievances, and personal agendas. While the world was drowning in cynicism, bitterness, hatred, and fear, the example and teachings of these young people filled me with hope. I will always think of them as being bigger than life-angels of light and glory, ministers of compassion, goodness, and truth. To me, these young men and women were perfect.

They willingly gave of their young lives without thought of earthly gain, wanting only to help others find the joy and peace they had experienced. They came not to blame, lecture, or shame. They had left the safety of their homes half a world away and traveled to Germany-land of their recent enemies-to offer divine hope to our people. It left its mark upon me.īack then, in the solitude of my loneliest hours, I often wondered, “Is there any hope left in the world?” Angels among UsĪs I pondered this question, I thought about our young American missionaries who served among us during those years. This time of bleakness after World War II left its mark upon the world.

The fear must have been oppressive, consuming their hours and dampening their hope. They bore the strain and suffering as best they could. My mother and father shared little about this burden with us four children. It was an anxious time for me, but it must have been terrifying for my beloved parents.

We love you, President Nelson, and I encourage everyone everywhere to study and heed your words.īefore I reached my 12th birthday, our family had been forced twice to flee our home and start over amid the chaos, fear, and uncertainties caused by war and political division. 1 This morning we have had the privilege to hear the prophet of God speak to all the world. Throughout the ages, God has spoken through His servants, the prophets.

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