| My Grandpa during WWII |
I am sitting in the light of the nine foot Christmas tree in my room. I have just taken a long hot bath and I am listening to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir sing "Silent Night" as Walter Kronkite tells the story of the Christmas Eve truce. I am missing my grandpa so much I can't see as my eyes fill with tears. My grandpa Geary died of colon cancer in April of 2000. In 1995 he was diagnosed. That Christmas he began to talk about the war. World War II. He told of Christmas in the foxholes and how for one sweet silent night there was peace in the winter countryside of France. He fought in the the Battle of the Bulge. He was forward observer for the 75th Division Cannon Company. He had never talked about the war before, not to anyone. And suddenly he began to talk.
| After The Battle of The Bulge Grandpa helped to liberate Paris |
| The is Grandpa and his best friend David. My dad is named after him. |
Every year after, he would gather us around him and in the light of the Christmas tree he would tell us about the war. Our last Christmas Eve together was in 1999. Everyone was downstairs opening presents. I was up in the living room because I had just had my tonsils removed the day before. Grandpa had just had a tumor removed from his windpipe. We had become very close--he was one of my best friends. That night he told me that he was afraid to die of suffocation. The war had instilled in him a fear of creeping gases and being trapped in tight places. He had suffered from asthma his entire life. He didn't want to struggle for breath. That night his skin was almost translucent. Many rounds of chemo had made his body a shrunken husk. But he was warm and calm and peaceful. That night he told me that he knew he was going to die. Then he asked me the impossible. He asked me to sing at his funeral. I will always remember that Christmas Eve and that is why I miss him so much on this night.
And yet . . .
Death is not the end. How fitting that this night of nights reminds us that death has no sting. The grave has no power. The Son of Righteousness came to save us--with healing in his wings. So now as I watch my niece and nephews in their interminable energy and zest of the season, I know Grandpa is with us. Families are forever. "For God so loved the world that He gave His Only Begotten Son."
Happy Christmas.
The Living Christ
As we commemorate the birth of Jesus Christ two
millennia ago, we offer our testimony of the
reality of His matchless life and the infinite
virtue of His great atoning sacrifice. None other has had
so profound an influence upon all who have lived and
will yet live upon the earth.
He was the Great Jehovah of the Old Testament, the
Messiah of the New. Under the direction of His Father,
He was the creator of the earth. “All things were made by
him; and without him was not any thing made that was
made” (John 1:3). Though sinless, He was baptized to
fulfill all righteousness. He “went about doing good”
(Acts 10:38), yet was despised for it. His gospel was a
message of peace and goodwill. He entreated all to follow
His example. He walked the roads of Palestine, healing
the sick, causing the blind to see, and raising the dead. He
taught the truths of eternity, the reality of our premortal
existence, the purpose of our life on earth, and the potential
for the sons and daughters of God in the life to come.
He instituted the sacrament as a reminder of His great
atoning sacrifice. He was arrested and condemned on
spurious charges, convicted to satisfy a mob, and sentenced
to die on Calvary’s cross. He gave His life to atone for the
sins of all mankind. His was a great vicarious gift in
behalf of all who would ever live upon the earth.
We solemnly testify that His life, which is central to all
human history, neither began in Bethlehem nor concluded
on Calvary. He was the Firstborn of the Father, the Only
Begotten Son in the flesh, the Redeemer of the world.
He rose from the grave to “become the firstfruits of them
that slept” (1 Corinthians 15:20). As Risen Lord, He visited
among those He had loved in life. He also ministered
among His “other sheep” (John 10:16) in ancient America.
In the modern world, He and His Father appeared to the
boy Joseph Smith, ushering in the long-promised
“dispensation of the fulness of times” (Ephesians 1:10).
Of the Living Christ, the Prophet Joseph wrote: “His
eyes were as a flame of fire; the hair of his head was white
like the pure snow; his countenance shone above the
brightness of the sun; and his voice was as the sound of the
rushing of great waters, even the voice of Jehovah, saying:
“I am the first and the last; I am he who liveth, I am
he who was slain; I am your advocate with the Father”
(D&C 110:3–4).
Of Him the Prophet also declared: “And now, after the
many testimonies which have been given of him, this is the
testimony, last of all, which we give of him: That he lives!
“For we saw him, even on the right hand of God; and
we heard the voice bearing record that he is the Only
Begotten of the Father—
“That by him, and through him, and of him, the worlds
are and were created, and the inhabitants thereof are
begotten sons and daughters unto God” (D&C 76:22–24).
We declare in words of solemnity that His priesthood
and His Church have been restored upon the earth—
“built upon the foundation of . . . apostles and prophets,
Jesus Christ himself being the chief corner stone”
(Ephesians 2:20).
We testify that He will someday return to earth. “And
the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall
see it together” (Isaiah 40:5). He will rule as King of
Kings and reign as Lord of Lords, and every knee shall
bend and every tongue shall speak in worship before
Him. Each of us will stand to be judged of Him according
to our works and the desires of our hearts.
We bear testimony, as His duly ordained Apostles—
that Jesus is the Living Christ, the immortal Son of God.
He is the great King Immanuel, who stands today on the
right hand of His Father. He is the light, the life, and the
hope of the world. His way is the path that leads to
happiness in this life and eternal life in the world to come.
God be thanked for the matchless gift of His divine Son.

3 comments:
"Families are forever." Beautiful! xo
Thanks for this Lish. Beautiful words and things for all of us to remember.
What a nice tribute to your grandpa.
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